Last night, Webster and Wosbaits had both sworn upon their own faith that they were not lying.
Though oaths made upon one's faith carried no binding force, for people of their stature, they were instead the most convincing proof.
Having entered the legendary realm, they had already brushed against the threshold of the gods and knew full well that many deities truly existed.
Thus, although the two still maintained a basic suspicion toward each other, they were at least able to communicate amicably.
So the next day, they agreed to investigate Ron Andre together, searching for the supplier behind the Flower Shop and the truth behind the matter.
Since Ron had to deliver hundreds of Nether Orchids and Golden Red Chrysanthemums every month, he would inevitably have contact with the supplier behind the scenes.
That was roughly Webster and Wosbaits's line of thought.
Ron could also guess a little of what the two big shots were thinking, and he sighed inwardly as he walked down the street.
If he could avoid arousing suspicion, that would naturally be best.
But the system itself was a bug, and the Cultivation Space it provided was even more absurdly overpowered.
Even in a fantasy world with battle qi and magic, how could people here believe in the existence of something like a system unless they experienced it firsthand?
Therefore, Ron had to think of a way to conceal the system's existence with something else and patch up this loophole.
So he set his sights on the Goddess of Harvest.
The original Ron had been a devout believer of the Goddess of Harvest, and her divine authority happened to be tied to plants.
There was plenty of room to work with there.
Especially with the system's all-out support.
He made his way to the Church