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After the first exchange team landed on the north shore of the Origin Realm, they dispersed into several groups and entered the territories of various human nations in different directions, preparing to engage in trade and missionary work.

These teams then split into several missionary squads, preparing to spread the glory of the Most High God to the world.

However, their goblin-like appearance caused the humans they encountered along the way to show expressions of disgust.

Goblins are the lowest-ranking monsters in this world, yet they are now dressed in robes and preaching to them with serious expressions. It looks absurd no matter how you look at it.

The goblins' uniforms were short, greyish-white robes, with the goblin empire's gear and wheat ear emblem and the holy mark of the High God's Court embroidered on the cuffs.

It looks extremely high-end, even more gorgeous than the clothing of the various races in the Origin Realm.

But when worn by a goblin, it looks particularly comical.

It has a rather effeminate feel to it.

One of the missionary teams suddenly stopped on the dirt road leading to a southern town, and the missionaries in the team stared blankly into the distance.

Several gaunt goblins crouched on the distant wasteland; they were native wild goblins of the Origin Realm.

Their skin is grayish-green, their ribs bulge out from under their skin, and the outline of their shoulder blades is clearly visible, indicating that they are having a very difficult time.

An old goblin squatted at the front, followed by three little goblins, who followed closely behind the old goblin.

At this moment, the old goblin raised his head and his gaze fell on the approaching team.

It gazed at the faces that were so similar to theirs, at the white robes of the divine sorcerer and the holy mark, and its eyes flashed with excitement.

Are they people from that world?

The sorcerer stopped a few steps away from the old goblin, bent down to lower his height, and turned his head slightly to face it.

He first asked a question in the common language of the source world humans, but the old goblin did not respond.

He changed the pronunciation again and repeated it.

The old goblin's ears twitched, and its lips finally parted. "You...are you from that world?"

Its pronunciation was unclear, with a heavy accent, and it pointed to the sky as it spoke.

The sorcerer nodded.

"I come from the world of goblins, I am one of your kind, and I am a follower of the Supreme God. Where did you come from? Where do you live?"

The old goblin didn't answer immediately. Its gaze lingered on the holy mark for a long time before it spoke:

"We wild goblins don't have a fixed place to live; we're scattered everywhere—in the forests to the north, on the hillsides to the south, and in the grass by the river."

"We cannot enter the city, nor can we eat the food there; the people in the city won't let us near."

The sorcerer remained silent for a moment, deeply saddened by the plight of his "kindred spirits," and then spoke firmly:

"Don't worry, now that we're here, your good days are about to begin!"

After saying that, he straightened up and turned to look at the captain of the guard.

"I will go back and ask the archbishop for permission to send two knights with them to gather all the tribespeople in the vicinity."

The guard captain nodded.

A knight stepped forward, sheathed his weapon, and walked toward the old goblin. He knelt down in front of the old goblin and said in as slow a voice as possible, "Take us to where you live."

The old goblin stared at the knight with his cloudy eyes, struggled to his feet, turned and walked north along the dirt road, with three little goblins following closely behind.

The knight and another knight followed, and the sorcerer watched them disappear into the bushes before leading the group toward the nearest town.

A week later, the archbishop received the report back at his temporary residence.

He closed the report and instructed the clerk beside him, "Arrange for people to gather all those wild goblins together and send them back to the goblin world to settle down."

"Remember to inform His Majesty Haru. If His Majesty agrees, I will arrange for all squads to carry out the mission together."

The clerk finished recording and left.

...

When the local missionaries arrived in various countries, they discovered that many churches in human nations already believed in the Supreme God, and that these churches were developing rapidly in the past few months.

The goblins were not opposed to it, as long as the human church did not oppose them, these "foreign monks".

After all, those who are not of our kind are bound to have different intentions. A goblin preaching to humans always gives off a feeling of having ulterior motives.

The human nations not only did not object, but instead granted permission for the Supreme Divine Court to build the temple.

The temples in each major city are located in designated areas by the local government, which arranges for craftsmen to assist in their construction, making the process much faster than if the earth spirit mages built them themselves.

The human king opened this door both to show his loyalty to the supreme god and to solve his own problems.

Those priests who originally believed in the old gods abandoned their original faith and turned to the Supreme God after His descent.

Some exceptional individuals were also incorporated into the Royal Mage Corps, and the kings needed a way to manage these people.

The temple of the Supreme Divine Court caught them just in time.

Soon, with all the green lights, the Supreme Divine Church was established in the human kingdoms.

Within the first month, more than twenty major cities had established temples.

These newly built temples attracted the attention of many people.

When they learned that the hosts were a group of goblins, some people not only did not reject them, but also felt that it was indeed authentic.

After all, the first inhabitants of the Supreme God's original divine kingdom were these little green-skinned creatures.

It's true that "foreign monks know how to chant sutras better".

The earth spirits stood at the temple entrance, telling passersby stories of the Supreme God and the doctrines of the Supreme Divine Court.

While the people were interested in these things, they were not drawn to the religion.

The sorcerer immediately pulled out his trump card, using divine magic to heal the people's injuries and illnesses.

This struck a nerve with the people, greatly increasing their goodwill towards the Supreme Divine Court, and many people joined the religion.

When the audience asked about cultivation, they would open the bronze book copy they carried with them, point to the chapter on "Divine Sorcerers," and then begin to explain.

The people were shocked to learn that they could obtain such miraculous supernatural power simply by believing in the supreme god.

That's extraordinary!

In the original Origin Realm, anyone who could master extraordinary power was undoubtedly a member of the aristocracy.

Now, all you need is faith to obtain it!

The public was extremely enthusiastic about the system of becoming extraordinary divine sorcerers, and flocked to the High God Court, almost bursting the church.

The activities of scholars and researchers in the source world are more focused on the professional level.

Carrying notebooks and sampling tools, they ventured deep into the human kingdoms, elven forests, dwarf mountains, and orc plains, collecting plant and mineral samples, recording local languages ​​and calendars, and drawing maps.

A ship, laden with samples and records, departed from the northern shore of the Source Realm and sailed back to the Goblin World.

A few days later, another ship arrived from the goblin world, carrying new supplies and a replacement crew.

The scholars sat in the cabin organizing their notes, while the researchers squatted on the edge of the deck cleaning their sampling tools. Once the ship docked, they would carry more samples back to the goblin world.