"Sure enough, the world is just one big makeshift operation. When pushed this far, people can do anything," Roger muttered under his breath.
Building a church was no simple matter. It often required hundreds or thousands of experienced theologians working together, communicating with the gods, pouring in vast amounts of money, and spending long years before it could be established.
Yet the Technology God Church had been founded in an almost... simple and blunt manner. No headquarters, no churches, no organizational structure, not even doctrines, holy emblems, statues, or symbols. Even the Technology God's divine title had yet to be confirmed. The only thing that had been decided was the missionary territory: wherever they conquered, they preached. Those who refused to obey or join the faith were dragged out and beheaded...
And the key was, despite all that, it had actually gained a foothold in the Tiele Chiefdom. In three days, dozens of tribes had converted. Give them something to eat, and they were more devout than anyone else!
There had even been spontaneous word-of-mouth spreading among the populace. It was absurd. Roger did not even know what they were spreading, but they had genuinely recruited followers, and people were genuinely beginning to believe.
"Did you know this would happen all along?" Betty could not help looking at Roger. He had brought it up several times before, but Roger had always said the time was not right, or that he did not want to establish one. Now, it had spontaneously formed and was rapidly expanding, making her somewhat suspicious.
"How would I know? It's not like I have prophecy... I don't have the power of prophecy yet." Roger shook his head helplessly. "But it's a good thing, isn't it? Everyone in the Tiele Chiefdom believes in the War God. If