To the many Pepeshi watching, Jiang Yu suddenly growing taller was a fact they had witnessed with their own eyes.
Inevitably, this made them curious about the so-called God of Sparkle, and lent credibility to the lie Sparkle had casually made up.
Most importantly, what had happened right before their eyes showed them the possibility of breaking through their racial limitations and growing taller, and that possibility filled them with an endless yearning.
If they hadn't thought growing taller was hopeless, why would they have gathered here, taking pride in their short stature and masking their sorrow with a deep hatred of tall people?
Sparkle smiled at the Pepeshi before her. "Well? You saw that, right? That's the power of the God of Sparkle."
Having joined Jiang Yu in all kinds of bizarre antics before, Stelle sensed something was up thanks to her keen intuition. She raised both hands and shouted, "Lady Sparkle is the cutest in the whole world!"
Little Gui did the same thing at the same time. As a blogger and a street performer, she was highly sensitive to the changes in her Pepeshi audience's emotions.
Then Sparkle dispelled the illusions she had placed on the two of them.
Seeing two more people grow taller, the members of the Four-Foot Sanctuary grew excited.
Watching this unfold, Radish had a very bad feeling.
But if the God of Sparkle was real, didn't that mean he could grow taller too...?
No one had expected that, under these circumstances, the first to speak would be a member who had been particularly fanatical earlier.
The female Pepeshi stared at Sparkle as though she were on drugs, pleading eagerly, "Th-this is real. If... if I believe in the God of Sparkle too, can I grow taller?"
"Of course..." Sparkle said with a