Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 69 Cooperation
Drogo stared closely at the old man and the young man in front of him, trying to figure out what they were planning.

It is no exaggeration to say that——

I couldn't see anything.

I once watched a TV series in which the protagonist could tell whether someone was lying by looking at their micro-expressions.

I studied it, but I didn’t learn it.

When I was just beginning to fall in love, I confessed my love to the beautiful girl from the next class.

The other person touched his nose with his hand when he said, "I hope we can still be good friends."

He retorted very confidently: "You are lying, you touched your nose with your hand, you like me!"

The relationship really took a step further.

There is no need to make friends.

It was only after reviewing the incident that I realized that she might have touched her nose because she was embarrassed.

So it’s not very reliable to learn things by watching movies, otherwise I wouldn’t have known only those two words in Neon language for so many years.

The two people in front of me were still chattering about the goddess’s wisdom and love for the world.

The young pastor's eyes were like Elsa's a year ago. He had a sense of déjà vu as if he had just applied for admission. Although he didn't know the real situation of the major at all, he was still full of expectations for the future.

Of course, Elsa is not like this now. She is now very materialistic and tainted by the mud.

The old bishop looked much more dangerous. He was smiling all the time. He was either a really good guy or a pure scheming weirdo.

But now that he has become a bishop, Drogo prefers the latter.

"Unbeliever, although your game is a little subtle in its use of magic, it may not be impossible to obtain the goddess's blessing."

The bishop got straight to the point. His "kind" smile brought together all the wrinkles on his face, and his eyes narrowed into slits, making people wonder whether he could see or not.

"Tsk." Drogo smacked his lips. After all, he was a scholar. He could describe the collection of protection fees in such a refreshing and refined way.

Thanks to the goddess for blessing you, your goddess is omnipotent, but she just lacks money, right?

The bad old man is very bad.

Drogo began to wonder if there was any way to get rid of the bishop.

The problem is that it is easy to talk to the bishop, but the key is that there are really big guys behind the church, and you can't defeat them by force.

The last Paladin of the Inquisition was of a low rank and his identity was not very prominent, so he was drowned by the fishmen.

But it’s different for the bishop of a region. If something really happens, it will make a huge fuss.

What if this time it’s a scroll of twelve rings?

As if sensing Drogo's hostility, the bishop continued, "The church does not want to prevent the spread of games on the continent, but rather wants to spread the goddess's teachings through games."

He then introduced the young pastor next to him, "This is Pastor Andre, one of the young people in the church who has the deepest knowledge of various classics. He has the ambition to promote the doctrine by making games."

Pastor Andre stood up with a determined look in his eyes, and the church boy stood at attention.

"I want to learn the technology of making games. I am impressed by your interpretation of the priests in the game, and I hope you can let me be responsible for making a game."

Drogo had never expected that the bond he created using a hodgepodge of stereotypes of the clergy would be recognized by the clergy. Stereotypes are indeed labels summed up by the masses to extract wisdom.

"So, can you share the magical knowledge about the game? The goddess will bless all kind-hearted people who are willing to share knowledge."

Although the magic used to make games is not a monopoly technology and is the work of illusionists, and the Drogo Group is openly recruiting, it is only a matter of time before this technology becomes popular.

As games became popular throughout society and a wide variety of game types flourished in the market, Drogo's games could have a wider reach. Besides, he was quite curious about what kind of games people in this world could design.

But he still wanted to say something sarcastically, doesn’t the goddess know everything? Just ask Her.

It's purely a dragon grudge.

"Haha, of course you can learn gaming technology," Drogo's reason prevailed, "but I'm asking you to be in charge of making the game. To be honest, it's not that I don't want to cooperate with the church, but I'm just short of manpower right now."

The Drogo Group is developing games on multiple fronts, and there is a serious shortage of production capacity. Fighting games, music games, platform jumping games, and horizontal level-breaking games are all scheduled. "As for manpower, although the church cannot provide a direct solution for the time being, it can still be done by providing a little funding."

The bishop raised his hand and made a sign.

"Oh, although we do need funding, ten thousand gold coins is not enough for developing a game..."

"One million."

"Then it shouldn't be impossible for us to make some arrangements with our own efforts."

"Cash, delivered now."

"Bishop, you are an expert in technology. Aisha, take Pastor Andre to the development team and tell them your ideas for the game. We can start work right away."

I have never met such a client in my life. It's just a game, what's the big deal? Anyway, he made the money he should have made. In the end, he made a mess. I wish the bishop good luck as to whether it's a loss or not.

“After the church’s game is made, I hope this game can set a new standard for the industry.”

"of course."

"No, unbeliever, you misunderstood me. The church's idea is to use this game as a template to define the rules that future games need to follow."

The bishop changed the subject.

"Those that meet the regulations will be certified as works blessed by the goddess and can be widely disseminated. Those that do not meet the regulations are using magic for entertainment that violates the commandments and will be boycotted by all believers."

Drogo's pupils dilated. Oh my god, he was waiting here.

From the very beginning, what the church wanted to do was to review, right?

That was setting standards, that was planning to sell indulgences. The church was the real villain, they could have justified it by robbing someone, but they insisted on having a legitimate reason.

Drogo can already foresee the future of the yellow stall in the gaming market.

No, there must be a way to make money from the church without giving away the game market.

It just so happens that it is difficult for Feitianhong to penetrate into the devout believers, so we can make a special version approved by the church to enter the believers' market. As for the games released in ordinary formats, they will remain the same.

Mr. Shu Ren taught us well that when someone comes up and is about to lift the roof, maybe it would be okay to open the window.

"I have a suggestion. Why don't we create a platform dedicated to playing games to spread the goddess' teachings, so that believers and non-believers can each get what they need. The church can also gain more donations from believers here."

The church calls the money paid by believers "donations", and its hypocrisy and shamelessness are so high-sounding that even Drogo, the greedy capitalist dragon, would feel ashamed.

There is still room for moral standards to decline.

Just think of it as giving up some of your profits to capture the conservative Christian market.

The Apple Store in another world, for the sake of Apple users, has to accept Apple's commission.

Otherwise you can’t enter their ecosystem.

"That's fine, that's fine." The bishop smiled and performed a church salute, then held Drogo's paw in a secular way.

"Then it's settled."

Drogo smiled on the surface, but in his heart he greeted the bishop's entire family.

Sooner or later, Feitian Hongzhong will infiltrate the church and make a Hongzhong launcher for all your special games!
The bishop took Pastor Andre out of the game store.

"Your Excellency the Bishop, why did you agree to participate in the game? Didn't you think I was violating the commandments yesterday?"

Pastor Andrew asked the question that he had been holding back for a long time.

The bishop stared blankly in the direction of the holy mountain. "It was the oracle of the goddess. She told me to get involved in the gaming industry."

"Holy oracle!" Andre exclaimed. After a lapse of one hundred and thirty-four years and two hundred and twenty-eight days, the goddess finally gave another holy oracle.

Some in the church suspected that the goddess had disappeared.

Now that the Holy Oracle has been born, it will surely unite the church again, but why does it attach so much importance to games?

(End of this chapter)