You know me, I can keep a secret

Brandon thought for a few seconds after hearing that, then actually set down his work and crooked a finger at his coworker.

"Alright, come closer. I'll tell you quietly."

Seeing Brandon's serious expression, his coworker was surprised instead.

"There really is something?"

Brandon hummed. "Let me tell you, grinding bolts is also a form of training."

"By grinding bolts, I can eventually learn combat skills belonging to warriors."

"Pfft!"

"That was a pretty good joke, I admit you made me laugh!" His coworker burst into laughter. "With this? By grinding bolts?"

"By your logic, were all those legendary warriors trained by grinding bolts?"

"Idiot, believe it or not!" Brandon snapped.

After laughing for quite a while, his coworker could not resist teasing Brandon further. "Then why don't you explain exactly what grinding bolts has to do with being a warrior?"

"You know me, I can keep a secret."

"If grinding bolts can really make someone a warrior, tell me how. Once I make a name for myself and earn big money, I'll give you thirty percent, alright?"

Brandon looked at him with a slightly strange expression. "Are you sure?"

His coworker still did not take it seriously. "Of course. If you've got some good method, hurry up and share it."

Brandon asked, "If I told you there was a powerful god who would grant you a way to become a professional as long as you offered them your faith, would you believe me?"

"Wait, wait..."

His coworker eyed Brandon suspiciously.

"The way you're describing it, why does it sound a little like an evil god?"

"Didn't the Radiance Church say that evil gods can forcibly infuse people with power, allowing ordinary people to gain great strength in a short time and quickly become professionals, but they always end up losing their minds and falling into monsters?"

Brandon corrected him, "No, no, no, not an evil god!"

"They're a normal god. Their divine domain is just somewhat special."

"Well, obviously! If it isn't an evil god, then of course I'd believe it!"

His coworker gave his answer without even thinking.

"Why would anyone even need to ask whether I believe it? If such a great being really existed, I wouldn't need to ask Proust, the God of Wealth, when I'd finally get rich every day. I'd switch faiths immediately!"

"Think about it. No matter which path you want to train in, offering faith alone can't make you a professional. You have to find a church, have them lead you, and pray for the god to spare you a glance."

"But the god you're talking about can make you a professional just by accepting your faith."

"What kind of god is that? That's my own father and ancestor!"

Brandon chuckled at his coworker's somewhat exaggerated words, then turned serious.

"I'm not joking, because... there really is such a god."

"Everything I said is true."

"After I offered them my faith, they truly answered me and told me how to train so I could wield and control my rage."

With that, Brandon slightly closed his eyes and, following his previous training experience, gradually stirred and summoned his rage.

Although he still could not attach his rage to a combat skill, he could already use it to evoke a trace of the unique "presence" possessed by warriors.

This time, his coworker could no longer laugh.

He had thought they were joking around, but Brandon had made it real!

"Really?"

"Really!"

"There really is such a being?"

"Really!"

"They can truly answer their followers..."

"Oh, are you done yet? I told you it's real. I've already received their blessing, so how could it be fake?" Brandon cut him off, annoyed by the questions.

His coworker gasped. "Hiss!! Then if I want to offer them my faith, what do I need to give? Where is the church? How much does it cost to join and hear divine revelations?"

Brandon recalled the divine revelation he had received while praying.

"Their divine name is Noven, God of Knowledge. They walk the world to guide lost mortals and spread great truth."

"Therefore, no money will be collected under the pretext of preaching."

"What the Church of Knowledge requires from its followers is only their own effort."

"All rewards must be earned through hard work."

Brandon relayed the revelation he had received, then seriously reminded his coworker, "Let me make this clear first. It's true that the God of Knowledge is willing to treat every follower equally."

"But since you want to gain knowledge from them, you must have sincere faith and be grateful for this gift from the God of Knowledge."

"The opportunity to become their follower is precious."

"The God of Knowledge watches over their followers at all times."

"If you harbor ill intentions, they can reclaim every bit of power they have given you at any time."

His coworker's attitude also became serious.

"Of course, I understand all that even without you saying it."

"Such a precious opportunity, I'll definitely believe with all my heart!"

"You know me, I'm especially good at keeping secrets. I definitely won't spread this around. I guarantee that only heaven and earth, you and I, will know about it!"

"So what exactly do I need to do to become a follower of the God of Knowledge?"

Brandon was very happy that he had successfully spread faith in the God of Knowledge to his friend.

Because he had almost saved up enough [Knowledge Points]!

To become a Tier 1 warrior, controlling rage was only the first step.

The next step was to master at least one combat skill and be able to attach rage to it.

Brandon naturally did not know any combat skills, so he continued praying to Noven for help.

And he truly received an answer.

[Target: Warrior Tier 1 Combat Skill, Heroic Strike]

[Requirement: 15 Knowledge Points]

The number of points required was a full five times what controlling rage had cost at the beginning!

The new follower benefit was only 10 Knowledge Points, and after exchanging some for knowledge, even fewer remained.

If he wanted to exchange for new knowledge, he had to find a way to earn more points.

He spent an entire morning polishing bolts, and in the end, after triggering a reward called [Labor], he had only received 0.3 Knowledge Points.

Naturally, Brandon noticed the quest [My Lord's Truth Illuminates the Earth].

As long as he successfully preached to one person, he could receive 5 Knowledge Points as a reward!

In other words, as long as he could preach to three people, it would be the equivalent of immediately obtaining the knowledge of the [Heroic Strike] combat skill!

Compared to slow praying and laboring,

the Knowledge Points gained from successful preaching clearly came much faster!

Once he realized this, when his coworker happened to ask, Brandon went with the flow and spread faith in the God of Knowledge to him!

He received [Knowledge Points];

his coworker became a new follower;

they both had bright futures ahead of them.

Except,

at that moment, Brandon had not yet realized:

He was not the only one who had figured this out!

That night, at the Pighead Tavern.

"I'm telling you, this is an extremely precious opportunity. I'm only telling you because I consider you a good brother. You have to cherish it, and don't spread it around!"

The coworker Brandon had converted sat at a wooden table by the wall, secretly introducing it to his friend in a low voice.

The other man's face was full of excitement.

"Don't worry, I get it, I get it!"

"You know me, I can keep a secret!"

"Something this good? I definitely won't tell anyone else! You know, I know, and we absolutely won't let a third person find out!"

"Hurry and tell me, what do I need to do to offer my faith to the God of Knowledge?"

Raise an army, develop, and start pushing the map!

Thanks to Fengshui Quliushang for the 100 Qidian Coins donation. May the boss never die.