After ending the divine-power connection, Lia jumped down from the altar. Playing with a lock of hair that hung over her chest, she muttered to Hao Ren, "By the way... do you think the standard holy portrait I gave them would've been better if it were a little more dignified?"
Hao Ren thought of the "standard holy portrait" Lia had finally settled on after posing for ages and gave his heartfelt opinion: "Seriously, I can't even imagine what was going through your head back then. Did Raven 12345 somehow average out your SAN during your last meeting?"
Lia immediately looked worried. "Then... should I send them the classic version instead? I had a pretty famous promotional photo back in the day. I was holding a silly-looking staff and standing on a seashell, with several halos behind my head. I always thought it was stupid, but it circulated incredibly widely back then."
As she spoke, she began muttering again. "Mainly, I thought that after going through a long sleep and rebirth, there ought to be some fresh changes. And the Dream Plane is in ruins and waiting to be rebuilt. Everyone might need a more energetic Goddess to boost morale or something..."
Hao Ren slapped his forehead. "Aren't you afraid that a few extreme fanatics will see your approachable image and have their morale collapse on the spot?"
Lia was devastated. "Then I really should change it back."
At that moment, Vivian suddenly spoke from beside them. "Actually, I think it's fine not to change it. You could take the idol route. How did that saying go? To save some world or other, someone or other decided to step forward and become an idol..."
"That doesn't even fit, and that's such an old cliché," Lily interrupted Vivian. "But I also think