They didn't know if Baixuan needed faith or not—but if doing this could earn them a Pokémon, they certainly wouldn't mind.
Bowing to whoever worked, right?
Of course, the most important thing was that there were benefits.
Like before an exam—people would bow to this idol and that idol. But after the exam? "Who are you? Do I know you?"
Some of the smarter ones even took matters into their own hands, striving to finish Baixuan's statue in the shortest time possible, then bowing a couple of times.
In their eyes, the first one was always special.
If doing this really could earn them a Pokémon, the first one definitely had the highest chance.
As for Doraemon?
Better not to hope for that!
After all, there was only one Doraemon, and the Doraemon anime hadn't appeared on that website. Anyone with eyes could see Baixuan had no intention in that direction.
Anyone with half a brain could tell that Baixuan was up to something.
Whether it was the anime website's appearance, or Devil Fruits, Imperial Arms, Cards of Mei, or Five Element Armor—something was clearly going on.
Baixuan wouldn't make meaningless moves.
Though they couldn't guess what it was, everything seemed beneficial to Huaxia. So for ordinary citizens like them, whether they understood it or not wasn't important.
That kind of thing was best left to the Spiritual Energy Bureau.
No matter what, Baixuan was Huaxian, a god belonging to Huaxia—that would never change.
In this turbulent world after spiritual revival, the reason Huaxia could maintain relative peace, aside from their own efforts, was largely due to the things Baixuan had created.
Believe and done.
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In the small world.
Baixuan felt as though he'd sensed something, and his face showed both surprise and helplessness.
He'd never expected someone would carve a statue in his likeness, bow to it, and plead for a Pokémon.
Faith?
He didn't feel a shred of it.
Setting aside whether he needed faith or would distribute Pokémon this way—the key issue was that there was simply no faith whatsoever.
He was the first, and many more sensations followed.
All of them wanting Pokémon.
But Baixuan likewise felt no so-called faith power.
Without genuine heartfelt intent, such power would never be born.
In their hearts, he might not even weigh as much as a Pikachu—where would the faith come from?
Between helpless resignation and laughter, Baixuan couldn't help but smile.
No matter which world, Huaxia was always the same.
In their eyes, gods were just something to be fleeced.
Useful when needed, discarded when not.
He had been the same in his previous life.
Who would have thought he'd now become one of the gods getting fleeced?
This feeling was rather novel.
Baixuan loved Huaxia civilization—not just because he was born into it, but because of the characteristics this civilization displayed that set it apart from others.
The wonderful fusion of races, the unbroken continuity of culture, promoting propriety over religion...
These qualities that Huaxia civilization possessed remained unchanged even in another world.
So much so that even after Baixuan received the world's favor and was granted the [Nature Authority], he still favored Huaxia.
The ratio of what he materialized for Huaxia versus outside Huaxia showed just how much Baixuan favored it.
If the war between humans and mutated creatures had a final victor, it would certainly be humanity.
And among humans, the final victor would only be Huaxia.
Baixuan believed Huaxia would not disappoint him.
Every god had their own judgment and trusted it implicitly.
Earth chose Baixuan, and Baixuan chose Huaxia.
He didn't need so-called faith.
After all, he couldn't guard this planet every moment.
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In the chat group.
Loki: "Quick question—using the pawn function to temporarily pawn an intelligent being, that should be fine, right?"
Loki: "Pawning an intelligent creature, as long as there's no resistance, that's all that's needed, correct?"
Loki: "Sleep should count as having no resistance, yes?"
Three questions in a row. Anyone who'd watched Thor's memories knew exactly what Loki was planning.
Ordinary Group Leader: "You don't mean you want to pawn Odin, do you?!"
It was phrased as a question, but Su Yunqing used a declarative tone.
Who else in Asgard was沉睡 besides Odin?
It couldn't be Thor, could it?
Ordinary Group Leader: "So it's called the pawn function? I always thought it was the recycle function."
Richest Man: "You're not the only one. We've all been thinking that."
Richest Man: "I'm even suspecting whether it got renamed at some point."
Tony also couldn't recall at all that the recycle function was originally called the pawn function.
His memory was perfectly fine, after all.
Loki: "How can a god's business be called recycling?"
Loki: "Besides, Father is sleeping anyway—what difference does location make?"
Loki: "After a period of time, I'll redeem Father back."
Loki said with the utmost seriousness.
Wherever Odin slept was fine, right? In Asgard there might be risks, but in the chat group there was no such worry.
That said, Odin should even thank him.
But as his son—though not biological—Loki still considered Odin his father in his heart.
For his father's safety, this was what he should do.
Ordinary Group Leader: "My goodness—filial piety at its finest, folks."
Richest Man: "So devoted!"
Shendu: "You really are Odin's good son!"
Even Shendu was stimulated by Loki's "filial devotion."
Perhaps he should be glad it was him who joined the chat group, not Devil小龙.
If it had been Devil Xiao Long joining, he might now be sitting in the chat group's pawn warehouse.
And the chance of temporary pawning was relatively small—the chance of permanent pawning was actually greater.
Ordinary Group Leader: "But you just joined the chat group not that long ago—your identity shift was pretty fast."
Loki: "shrug.jpg"
Loki: "After watching the memory copies, I still don't think Thor is more suited to be king than me."
Loki: "The chat group chose me to join rather than him—that in itself is the answer."
Loki: "I am the one most suited to be king!"
Cook Daigu Into Soup: "But you're a Frost Giant."
Cook Daigu Into Soup: "You can't hide it forever—eventually it'll be exposed."
Cook Daigu Into Soup: "They wouldn't accept a Frost Giant becoming Asgard's king, right?"
Loki: "Asgard's king? That cramped dream disappeared the moment I joined the chat group!"
Loki: "I will inherit Odin and become the new king of the Nine Realms."
Loki: "Since it's Nine Realms, as long as they're people of the Nine Realms, that's sufficient."
Jötunheimr was also part of the Nine Realms.
There was no reason Odin could be King of the Nine Realms but he couldn't.
**(End of Chapter)**
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