"How could it have nothing to do with it?"
The factory manager looked at the high-ranking priest before him in astonishment. "Now I finally understand why you people are doing so badly. You don't have an ounce of flexible thinking."
???
We're doing badly?
The Church of the Light God used to be the largest religious organization in the Dawn Kingdom!
We also had our own influence in every other country. Aside from being somewhat weaker in the Gray Fortress Kingdom, we were extremely powerful everywhere else.
And this was the evaluation we got?
The high-ranking priest was somewhat dumbfounded.
But what concerned him even more was flexible thinking?
How was this supposed to be flexible?
"What do you mean?"
"Scar removal! Think about it. How many people in this world have scars on their bodies? I wouldn't say ninety percent, but surely sixty or seventy percent do, right?"
The factory manager truly had not expected that, even after explaining things so clearly, the other party still had not understood. He could only continue explaining helplessly.
"How many of those people do you think want to remove their scars? Even if it's only ten or twenty percent, how many people would that be? Ten million? Fifty million? Or even more?"
"But holy water can only heal wounds... without leaving scars..." The high-ranking priest still had not caught on and found it rather strange.
"Then pair it with a product that can cause minor skin damage. First, use that medicine to inflict a small amount of damage on the scarred area, then use holy water to heal it. Wouldn't that solve the problem?"
The factory manager's business sense was simply beyond reproach. In the blink of an eye, he had come up with a new product that would be even more