God of All Machines paused.
[Boss.] [Is this starting to sound a little too much like a scam advertisement?]
Yang Yu glanced at her.
"This is called narrative packaging."
God of All Machines immediately changed her wording.
[Understood.] [Optimizing the scam—no, narrative packaging text.]
Yang Yu continued, "Activate the Universal Worship function."
"All living beings registered in the Abyss must check in before the statue every day."
"The check-in reward is one-thousandth of a unit of Abyss Origin."
"Check in for seven consecutive days, and they get a title."
"Check in for thirty consecutive days, and they get a limited-edition avatar frame."
"Check in for a year, and they get the blessing of the Realm-Suppressing Divine Beast."
"If they fail to check in for an entire month."
"Strip away some Abyss Players permissions."
"If they fail to check in for three consecutive months."
"Freeze their Exchange accounts."
"If they maliciously insult the Divine Beast's image."
"Deduct their Abyss Credit Score."
Gu Shan's eye twitched.
"Isn't that a little too ruthless?"
Yang Yu said flatly, "If we aren't ruthless, who would worship every day?"
This was naked coercion and temptation.
Little White clicked her tongue as she listened from the side.
With this arrangement, even Wanderers who had absolutely no faith in Huang Yan would obediently kowtow every day to avoid having their permissions deducted.
As long as they kowtowed.
As long as they muttered that name in their hearts.
Causality would be established.
Even if they cursed under their breath, they would firmly remember one thing.
There was a Realm-Suppressing Divine Beast in the Abyss.
Its name was Huang Yan.
And that was enough.
The order was issued.
Within the Abyss System, which had been silent for three years, a faint hum suddenly rang out.
The