I Am an Emperor in a World of Mixed Anime

Ultimately, without much persuasion, the deity was convinced and voluntarily agreed to join the Yunmeng pantheon.

Contact Miss Mary to arrange for the two newly recruited individuals to be transported to their master's presence, receive their investiture, and then be brought back.

Afternoon, on the way home.

The group of gods chatted and laughed.

A veteran player who had been a member of Yunmeng for some time jokingly remarked to the two newcomers, "Your place truly has a flourishing literary atmosphere."

Big Black Bear, being a rough and uncouth man, couldn't understand the deeper meaning at all and felt nothing about it.

The sheep god silently rolled his eyes. They were all local, insignificant wild gods, without even a branch spirit. They had finally managed to become gods and even had their own shrines. They hadn't enjoyed it for long. If they died, they would be truly doomed.

One against dozens? Only a fool would fight that.

If you can live, who would want to die?

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P.S.: 5,000+ words. I have 5,000 words left to make up after taking leave.

Chapter 280 If I don't study hard, I'll end up marrying Akira Higashino.

Miyamizu Mitsuha, who was walking at the front of the group, paused and suddenly turned around to look at the gods behind her.

There are familiar faces who have worked together for some time, as well as new faces who have just joined recently.

Looking back, she finds it unbelievable.

Although I knew from a young age that there really are gods in this world, I was also taught that I would serve a god in the future.

But before meeting Akira Higashino, Mitsuha had never seen any other extraordinary beings. Whether it was gods, monsters, or even evil spirits and the floating spirits that roamed the streets, she couldn't see them at all because she didn't have the ability to see ghosts.

As a result, in the end, she was able to command these gods who were originally of noble status to ordinary humans.

We all respected each other, and surprisingly, we got along quite well.

As an ordinary priestess without any particularly strong innate spiritual abilities, it is nothing short of a miracle that she has ended up in such a situation.

While novelty brings novelty, so does pressure.

Not wanting to be seen as a burden by Master Higashino, Mitsuha could only devote herself even more diligently to the work assigned to her by the God. In her spare time, she would follow the little snacks who joined Yunmeng to learn various common sense about the spiritual world and learn spiritual power cultivation techniques.

Fortunately, she wasn't entirely without talent. Although her progress was slow, she was still able to cultivate some spiritual power.

Facing the puzzled gazes of the group of gods, Miyamizu Mitsuha clapped her hands.

"Everyone, thank you all for your hard work and cooperation during this time. Lord Higashino is very satisfied. I have obtained three drops of faith offerings from Him as a reward, and a banquet has already been prepared..."

Before the priestess could finish her invitation, the "old" gods who had been with Yunmeng for some time cheered.

Even the most aloof or taciturn gods couldn't help but soften their expressions and smile slightly, unable to resist the allure of the special reward. Although they were unhappy about being forced to join Yunmeng, the salary Yunmeng paid was innocent.

No other reason than that it's incredibly effective.

Unfortunately, Yunmeng now has too many subordinate gods, so the first few months for newly joined subordinate gods are an internship period, with a monthly salary of only half that of regular employees. When the monthly salary is paid, those with slightly weaker self-control will use it all up in a shiver of pleasure.

I heard that when Yunmeng was first established, newly joined subordinate gods were given a month's settling-in allowance, and there was no such thing as an internship period; they were full-time employees as soon as they joined.

What a miserable life, I was born at the wrong time.

Those who are subordinates are not among the first to rise to power and therefore do not reap the greatest benefits from the rise of the dynasty.

Seeing everyone cheering, Miyamizu Mitsuha gave a gentle smile, feeling somewhat helpless.

In a sense, these deities are quite simple and honest, with no ill intentions, and easy to understand.

It's not that she's stingy, it's just that in terms of business capabilities, Xiaoyexiao is far superior to her. She manages both herself and her subordinates well.

In addition, Yunmeng has too many subordinate gods to support and pay regularly recently, so Dongye-sama can't give out more faith droplets. Being able to apply for three drops is already a testament to her background as a veteran of Yunmeng since its launch.

Among the cheering gods, the big black bear, who joined last, looked completely bewildered and seemed so out of place compared to his fellow beings.

Having no other choice, He could only raise His chubby bear paw and pat the shoulder of the humanoid skeleton beside Him. Afraid of being overheard and embarrassed by His ignorance, He lowered His voice and whispered:

"Brother, what is the faith and worship that the shrine maiden sister mentioned?"

The older sister, who had also just joined, was pretending not to care but secretly diverting some of her attention to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

Upon hearing this, the skeletal skeleton slapped the stupid bear's paw off its shoulder in an annoyed tone. "What little sister! Call me older sister!"

The big black bear looked utterly aggrieved. "She's just a human, and so weak..."

Bone Bro chuckled, "Do you even know who she is?"

Upon hearing this, the big black bear frowned deeply. "A witch?"

"Yes! But she's our boss's personal priestess, someone who speaks directly to the heavens, you understand?"

Bone Bro silently distanced himself from the clueless big bear. "We local wild gods are no match for Yunmeng in terms of strength or seniority. We're just here to make up the numbers and coast along. Face is worth nothing. It won't hurt to be smarter."

Upon hearing this, the sheep god, who had been secretly eavesdropping, immediately became alert and memorized the information.

It seems I'll have to cultivate a good relationship with that shrine maiden from now on.

As a woman herself, she has a natural advantage in this area, and it would be a waste not to use it.

"My fault, my fault." The disliked black bear wasn't angry, he chuckled twice and didn't refute, "By the way, what exactly is this faith and worship?"

"It's about faith and offerings..."

Just as Bone Bro was about to explain, a Jorogumo with a faint divine aura squeezed in from the side and interrupted his original speech, "Faith and offerings are the incense and prayers of mortals. These people's wishes and energy are gathered and condensed into droplets by the Supreme God. Consuming them is beneficial to our strength."

This answer immediately made Bone Bro realize what was going on, and he quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, that's it."

Upon hearing this, the big black bear's eyes darted around, but he smiled with a simple and honest expression. "So that's how it is. I thought it was some kind of strange thing. I've used some of these mortal beliefs in the past, and they do indeed have some effect on improving one's strength."

Of course, the side effects are also obvious. Absorbing too much in a short period of time will have a great impact on one's intelligence and cognition. Absorbing too much in a long period of time will also cause one's will to be distorted by various human desires.

Since everyone here is a deity, anyone with a bit of knowledge and self-control wouldn't become too obsessed with this and would rather accumulate power slowly through other means.

It seems that He doesn't really care about the offerings from mortals. As long as He can maintain a certain level of incense offerings to stabilize His divine status, He doesn't care how prosperous the incense offerings are in other aspects, which is why His own shrine is so simple and dilapidated.

Hearing the conversation, a group of gods who had been in Yunmeng for some time came over and started talking about the downsides of human faith.

They also complained that these local gods had shallow foundations, low profile, few believers, weak talents, and too few ways to rise up, so they could only rely on this kind of thing to become stronger, and had no other choice.

They subtly and overtly communicated to dispel the curiosity of other newly joined colleagues.

With too many monks and too little porridge, they offered only three drops of faith as an offering. Even if, according to custom, it was mixed into the wine, it wasn't enough to go around. If the newlyweds got an extra bite, the elderly monks would get one less.

They couldn't even compete with them all.

How could I possibly tell them the benefits on my own initiative?

However, the big black bear, with his honest and simple face, who spoke disdainfully that faith was toxic and not worth mentioning, and that it was better to endure the years to accumulate divine power, had already raised his expectations to the highest level.

You know, He had been neighbors with a group of monks for decades. Humans are so shrewd; after observing for so many years, He had already been influenced by what He saw and heard.

As these colleagues heard this, they couldn't help but cheer, while simultaneously pointing out various problems to try and dispel the curiosity of these new members. Something was definitely amiss!

Despite saying no, the big black bear had already made up his mind. During the banquet, he would keep an eye on his fellow bears, and whatever they ate, he would go and gnaw on it, grabbing as much as he could.

The Sheep God made a similar decision.

Compared to the foolish bear who relied on intuition to sense something was wrong, she saw things more clearly and realized something was amiss much earlier.

The sheep and the bear, two sworn enemies, exchanged a subtle glance, both seeing the deeper meaning in each other's eyes.

Forced by circumstances, we can forgo the fight and acknowledge the big brother, but we must seize the benefits, otherwise, we've wasted our time acknowledging the big brother.

That evening, at the banquet, everyone's attention was focused on the three large sake barrels next to the shrine maiden. The moment Miyamizu Mitsuha announced the official start of the banquet, two figures, one in black and one in white, rushed out, each carrying a large wooden barrel and running, opening the lids of the barrels and gulping down sake as they ran.

The moment the wine touched my lips, I was immediately captivated by the refreshing sensation of purification and sublimation of my own existence, and my eyes lit up.

That really is faith!

However, those old fogies didn't say that the goods from Yunmeng were so pure, without any impurities at all!

"Damn it!"

"Not a buddy!!!"

"Catch those two bastards! Don't let those two beasts drink anymore!"

"Beast! You beast!"

The gods, belatedly realizing what had happened, were filled with shock and anger. They frantically gave chase, feeling ashamed that they had been deceived by these two, and heartbroken by their tacit and shameless behavior of drinking wine like oxen devouring peonies from a barrel.

unwise!

I never imagined that the gods in this place would be not only spineless, but also so shameless!

I'm really fed up with these old men!

When the gods finally caught the sheep and the bear, who had drunk their fill of water, the two had already drunk almost half of one of the two barrels of wine. The sheep's once smooth and soft belly was now swollen, as if it were eight months pregnant.

The other barrel was more than two-thirds full. The black man, who had been beaten black and blue, was still looking longingly at the large wooden barrel that had been filled with wine while hiccuping.

Putting those unpleasant moments aside, the rest of the dinner was still quite enjoyable.

After all, everyone here is just a local nobody, without much formality or style. As long as they eat and drink well and the atmosphere is right, it's hard for them to stay angry.

Even the newly recruited subordinate gods who had just been forced to join Yunmeng felt relieved after drinking this meal. They put their arms around the shoulders of their former colleagues who had threatened them or even beaten them up, calling each other "brother" in a very affectionate manner.

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Meanwhile, far away in Tokyo, Akira Higashino was taking his child to school.

Wearing a primary school uniform, the adorable Snow Child was held in the arms of a strange older brother. Her little face was flushed, and she covered her face, extremely shy.

"Master Higashino, please put me down. I can walk by myself."

Passersby who saw the man carrying such an adorable child to school had their expressions soften, and were charmed by the sight.

A good mood for the whole day starts with seeing cute little kids.

"What 'sir'? Use a different form of address."

Akira Higashino teased the adorable little snow girl.

Hearing this, the little girl blushed even more, her expression hesitant. "But, Mommy won't let me call you Daddy..."

"Just whisper it to her, don't tell her."