I was a charlatan in India

"Right now, you don't really have much to do."

Dana poured two glasses of honey water, pushed one of them toward Vasudiv, and then sat down in the chair, making it creak.

Vasudiv then realized that he had failed in his hospitality.

"The inventory of goods and the preparation of the stall are all things I need to worry about."

"If you have enough manpower, it would be even better if you could lend me a few strong servants."

"That's easy to say."

Vasudiv then relaxed slightly.

It seems that Dana really didn't come looking for him to solve his problems.

"By the way, Vasudiv, has the schedule for the Full Moon Festival been finalized?"

Dana took a sip of the honey water, speaking very casually.

"The full moon festival... is basically the same as in previous years: purification in the Ganges, lighting of sacred fire, procession, bestowing blessings upon the Kshatriyas, prayers, and drinking together."

"The process and route are basically fixed; you should be very familiar with them."

Dana squinted his small eyes: "What about the Holy Embryo? Isn't it in the plan?"

Vasudiv frowned, instinctively feeling offended.

For a low-caste merchant to interfere in the Full Moon Festival would be considered presumptuous for anyone else.

Moreover, although his Saraswati family was involved in organizing the festival, it does not mean that he was the only family involved.

There are many variables involved in secretly pursuing personal agendas during the Full Moon Festival.

However, the feeling of being offended lasted only a moment; it was just instinct.

The two companies are now in a cooperative relationship and plan to use the full moon festival to promote the conception of the Holy Embryo. It is understandable that Dana is concerned about this matter.

He paused for a moment before replying, "Dana, the procedures for the Full Moon Festival are unlikely to change unless every participating priestly family benefits..."

Dana interrupted Vasudiv decisively: "That's impossible."

"We simply don't have that much profit margin."

"good."

Vasudiv nodded.

Dana tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, as if he were really thinking.

After a long pause, he spoke again: "Then perhaps we need to adjust our plans."

"We need to build momentum in advance and finalize the matter of the Holy Embryo with Mina before the Full Moon Festival."

"Otherwise, once the festival is over, it will take a long time to monetize this title, and there may be some changes in between."

I knew you needed to talk to me about something.

Vasudiv stared at Dana, muttering to himself.

However, this shouldn't be a big problem. They were planning to work on Mina anyway; it's just a matter of slightly adjusting the timing.

He nodded slightly: "Do you want me to cooperate?"

"Not needed for now."

Dana waved his hand dismissively: "I'll handle spreading the news; you just need to agree."

"The number of visitors is sure to increase in the coming days, so you should probably be prepared."

Vasudiv also took a sip of honey water: "It's nothing."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Dana finally got up and left.

He picked up the damp silk, as indicated by Vladislav.

"I still need to deal with these wet goods, so I won't bother you any longer."

"I will begin making arrangements for the Holy Embryo tomorrow. I'm just here today to give you a heads-up and prepare you."

"no problem."

Vasudiv waved his hand, which was taken as an agreement.

After leaving Saraswati's house and passing through two alleys, Dana's smile vanished, and his gaze turned sinister.

All that talk about probing procedures and getting the goods in touch is utter nonsense.

This trip has only one purpose: to keep Vasudiv confident and continue cooperation!

Now that my business is leaking everywhere, I can no longer simply try to fix it by focusing on the supply of goods and manpower.

Whether it will be effective or not remains to be seen, but once Vasudiv leaves, the whole thing will fall apart instantly.

So more important than doing business itself is getting Vasudiv into the water, even forcing him to exert his strength to help him get the goods out of trouble!

To achieve this, Vasudiv must feel that he truly cares about these details and is genuinely planning and pushing things forward, so that he won't be too suspicious of the source of the goods.

After all, everyone knows that Varanasi is currently facing difficulties with obtaining the necessary permits.

As for whether the other party will get angry in the future, that's not something we need to worry about right now.

Because he's doomed!

The more this was the case, the more he had to bluff, whether it was with the water rats, the servants, or Vasudiv!

Everyone, give it your all!

Nobody can stand on the dry bank!

Of course, Vasudiv was not so easily fooled.

After Zadana left, he pondered their conversation again.

Something just doesn't feel right.

There was a sense of unease that made him feel inexplicably awkward, yet he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Someone come here."

He summoned his subordinates.

"master."

"Go, send a few men to keep an eye on the Nabu family and see what they've been up to lately."

"Yes, sir."

Shenhe learned a new way to steal rice.

In the past, his method was to manipulate the incense ash to lift the rice to Alti's side, and then bring it into the space through Alti as a medium.

In short, it is an operation based on believers.

However, due to the sudden increase in the strength of the Gupta family's defenses in the main grain-producing areas, he had to consider alternative methods.

For example... using oneself as a basis.

Dragging items into space requires believers as a medium, but throwing items out, including one's own consciousness, is almost effortless.

For example, giving clothes to Mahakasyapa, or distributing porridge to believers.

These actions are essentially "discarding," and are actions initiated with Shenhe's consciousness as a reference.

Is it possible to do the opposite?

His consciousness is able to roam within the area covered by the lingam.

In other words, there must be some kind of connection between his own space, the outside world, and himself.

So Shenhe began to repeatedly enter and exit the space in order to find some clues.

It didn't go very smoothly at first.

After all, Shenhe has no physical form, nor is he a believer, so he doesn't have the clear connection with believers that Shenhe provides for reference.

However, it wasn't all for naught.

During his several journeys, Shenhe discovered that his way of appearing in the outside world was by opening a door, passing through, and then closing the door again.

However, these three processes are compressed extremely quickly, and through some means, they are made to occur almost simultaneously.

Then I can just open the door, but not go through it.

Just do it.

Shenhe attempted to manifest beneath the rice granary...

Sure enough, a gap connecting the outside world and space quickly took shape.

However, at the same time, he controlled himself and did not go through the gap.

However, what happened next did not quite match his expectations.

This gap does not appear to be designed as a structure that can remain stable over a long period of time.

Soon, Shenhe heard a "rip" sound, a sharp whistling sound like tearing silk, as space was forcibly torn open with a huge gap!

next second.

"Splash!"

Rice fell from the sky!

With a deafening roar, the grain crashed down, cascading into the air like a waterfall!

"Turn it off, turn it off now!"

Shenhe hurriedly gave the order, but in just a few breaths, more than half of the rice in the granary had disappeared!

The crack then slowly closed.

Oh no, this can't be kept secret any longer!

The loud noise immediately alerted the guards and the servants that Surya had sent to monitor them!