Against the Heavens Divine Service Rating!

Meanwhile, the people behind were engaged in all sorts of discussion and speculation.

"At this level, I reckon the Divine Service Rating is at least 20, right?"

"20? Are you kidding me? Last time someone was in a similar situation, they tested as high as 34%!"

"34%! Hiss! I wouldn't even dare to imagine it! How much Incense Fire money would that cost?"

"I don't know about others, but I know this kid. He didn't spend much money because he got 5% in one go yesterday! And he hit it again today; he's a proper Chosen Koi!"

"5% in one go, that's terrifying?! Damn, it really is true that comparing people to one another only makes one want to die of frustration!"

"All I can say is that people have different fates!"

Amidst the chatter of the crowd.

At this moment, a man in a suit pushed through the throng and arrived near the testing window.

Upon seeing this man, almost all the staff at the God Temple subconsciously shrank their necks and greeted him one after another: "Supervisor Zhao!"

The man nodded coldly, his gaze locked onto Lu Chen, unmoving.

He was the person in charge of the Zhao Clan Temple—Zhao Zhihong.

He was also the one who had sneered over the phone earlier.

At the Divine Service Rating testing window.

Two porcelain pieces were placed against Lu Chen's arm.

The staff member was just about to activate the device.

Catching a glimpse of Zhao Zhihong not far behind, the staff member's expression changed in fright.

Lu Chen was surprised and subconsciously looked back, discovering a man in a suit with his arms crossed, staring daggers at him with an unfriendly look on his face.

"Who is that?"

Lu Chen asked aloud.

The staff member replied in a low voice while handling the work at hand: "The person in charge of our God Temple."

Lu Chen felt extremely puzzled: "Why is he looking at me like that?"

The staff member stopped talking.

A thought stirred in Lu Chen's heart.

He looked back at Zhao Zhihong again, only to see the corners of the man's mouth lift slightly, though it looked anything but well-intentioned.

Could it be... that he's afraid I'll smash their reputation?

Lu Chen pondered inwardly.

It was common knowledge that the Zhao Clan Temple was most famous for Zhao Gongming, the Zhao God of Wealth.

Now that he had received so many blessings from the Lord God of Wealth here.

If this were to get out, it would very likely cause the Incense Fire for the Lord God of Wealth to flourish.

Conversely, it would inevitably diminish the Incense Fire for the Zhao God of Wealth.

This situation was certainly not something the Zhao Clan Temple wanted to see.

It was no wonder the person in charge had that look on his face.

I'm afraid there's going to be some trouble today.

Lu Chen had a vague, ominous premonition.

As the instrument started, a humming sound emerged.

In ordinary times, no one would have paid any attention to such a slight noise.

But right now, as all the pilgrims held their breath in concentration.

The area was suffocatingly tense.

The thumping of heartbeats rose and fell.

It made the humming of the machine sound even more piercing!

Lu Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked up at the screen.

He waited quietly for the result.

The hundreds of pilgrims around him didn't blink either.

As a full dozen seconds passed.

On the screen, the instrument coldly displayed a line of text: "Lord God of Wealth: 43%."

Boom!

In that instant, the previous silence was torn to shreds.

"Holy crap!!!!!!"

"Damn, this is against the heavens!!!!"

"43%? What the hell, is this even something a human can pull off!"

"I'm numb!"

"Lord God of Wealth! I've never even heard of this deity, is he really that effective?!"

"Not just effective, he's fierce too!"

The pilgrims present were going crazy.

What exactly a Divine Service Rating of 43% meant was something no one here was unclear about.

It meant that Lu Chen would at least have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

He might even be regarded as a guest of honor by quite a few people.

The only regret was that this Lord God of Wealth was indeed a bit obscure.

Many people had never heard of him.

But this did not diminish the enthusiasm of the pilgrims in the slightest.

So what if the deity was obscure?

As long as enough people worshiped, an obscure deity could become a popular one.

Meanwhile, seeing the Divine Service Rating soar to this number, Lu Chen was also slightly startled.

He had originally thought it would be at most 30% to 35%.

He hadn't expected it to jump straight to 43%!

It seemed this good big brother had truly invested some feelings in him.

Don't look at 43% as if it weren't high.

In reality, this was already an extremely exaggerated figure.

A Divine Service Rating of 100% simply did not exist.

From the information known to his original self, the highest Divine Service Rating was only 78%.

Those who could exceed 50% were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

And these people almost all came from great noble families or royal houses.

From this, one could see exactly what kind of gold content 43% held!

"Rest assured, brother, what I, your little brother, promised you, I will certainly not go back on!"

In a great mood, Lu Chen removed the instrument from his hand.

Turning his head, he discovered that a dense crowd of people were all holding up their phones, snapping pictures of him frantically.

"Awesome! Little brother! You're going to be famous!"

"Yeah, a 43% Divine Service Rating, that's too wild!"

"It was 5% yesterday, and 43% today. Brother, you must have some trick, don't hold out on us, share it quickly!"

"Yeah, share it. If I succeed, I'll split the money I earn with you!"

"Handsome, are you missing a girlfriend? Do you think I'll do?"

At this very moment, the pilgrims were treating Lu Chen like a living God of Wealth, and there were even beauties confessing to him in public.

Clearly, these people were all itching to move, wanting to be the next person to eat the crab.

Lu Chen: "..."

Being complimented by so many people was certainly quite satisfying.

But if these people posted the videos online, he wouldn't be too happy about it.

He didn't want to be an internet celebrity.

Just as Lu Chen was wondering how to handle the situation, Zhao Zhihong, who had been standing to the side without saying a word, finally made a move.

He saw him wave his hand gently.

The large group of staff members who had been watching the spectacle immediately surrounded these pilgrims.

"Excuse me, everyone, please do not take videos or photos. The God Temple has regulations prohibiting photography and filming. Those who have already taken them, please delete them immediately. Thank you all for your cooperation."

"If you do not cooperate, according to the regulations, we have the authority to ban you from entering the God Temple. This applies not only to our Zhao Clan Temple, but to all God Temples in Jiangdu City!"

These staff members spoke in an almost forceful manner, threatening them with half-polite words.

Some pilgrims immediately expressed their dissatisfaction.

The staff members pointed to the "No Photography" signs visible everywhere, refusing to give an inch.

Indeed, it was a statutory rule that photography was forbidden within the God Temple.

However, the temple usually couldn't be bothered to stop such behavior.

Unexpectedly, the Zhao Clan Temple was being serious about it today.

Helpless, the pilgrims who had already taken videos and photos had no choice but to delete them.

They could refrain from posting the footage, but they still had to visit the temple.

A powerful dragon does not suppress a local serpent.

Moreover, they were not even powerful dragons.

Seeing this situation, Lu Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; thank goodness, the temple had actually helped out this time.

But then he had a second thought—no!

This matter did not seem that simple!

He looked toward Zhao Zhihong.

He discovered that Zhao Zhihong had put on a smile and was walking toward him, clapping his hands as he approached.

"Congratulations, congratulations! Congratulations to this little brother for creating a miracle in our Zhao Clan Temple. With only two offerings, you have reaped a 43% Divine Service Rating. It seems our Zhao Clan Temple is your lucky land!"

Zhao Zhihong walked up to Lu Chen, full of smiles, and took the initiative to reach out his hand, introducing himself: "I am Zhao Zhihong, the person in charge of the Zhao Clan Temple and the steward of the Zhao Clan Group."

Lu Chen knew this guy was definitely up to no good, but one does not strike a person who is smiling, so he had no choice but to shake the man's hand.

Little did he know that once Zhao Zhihong grasped Lu Chen's hand, he refused to let go.

His other hand even more presumptuously draped over Lu Chen's shoulder, and then, regardless of what Lu Chen thought, he turned his body and addressed the numerous pilgrims: "Little brother, may I interview you for a moment? May I ask how you are feeling right now?"

Lu Chen felt the sudden pressure on his shoulder and winced in pain, instinctively trying to break free.

Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Don't struggle, kid; I advise you to cooperate."

Lu Chen was stunned and looked sharply at Zhao Zhihong, finding that the man was looking at him with a smirk.

"Telepathy? A third-rank Spirit Cultivator!"