Romulus road has ushered in a bumper harvest, and its grain output is twice and a half that of last year.


    Not only the Roma road country, but also the barren Bayer country has ushered in a long lost harvest. Although Manda doesn''t like the Bayer people, the Bayer country is also within Manda''s sphere of influence. They believe in Hermes and Mengda baikuga. It''s not bad for Manda to let them spend a stable winter.


    Hermes reminded Manda that the harvest was not due to good luck or free. The God of agriculture should get due reward. As the representative of Hermes in the world, Manda should send mortals'' gratitude to Demeter to mount Olympia as an envoy.


    How? Send a message? Write a letter? Send a flag or something?


    Manda is a serious person and won''t do that. Since help is not free, it''s time to pay the bill.


    He ordered all the towns of romlu and Bayer to complete a grand sacrifice to the God of agriculture within one month. All the people of the kingdom must participate in the sacrifice. Even the old people who can''t walk must participate in the sacrifice in the village as long as they can chew food.


    In the past hundred years, among the gods of Olympia, except Hermes, only Demeter has enjoyed this glory.


    This honor was very affordable. That month, Demeter harvested 50000 pearls.


    He was very satisfied with the result and said he was willing to send Manda a bumper harvest next year.


    But the other gods were not so satisfied. For Athena, a relatively rich God, 50000 pearls are equivalent to his income for two or three years, and for Hera, a God with a tight life, it is equivalent to his income for decades.


    Decades of income was earned by Demeter in a month, and other gods could not have complained. Athena reminded Hermes: "as the Lord of the gods, you must treat the gods fairly."


    Hermes was stunned: "do you think I''m not fair enough?"


    "Last month, Demeter gained more beliefs than every God, I''m afraid more than you. Do you really think it''s fair?"


    "Demeter has brought a harvest to the mortal world, and the mortal world has brought faith to Demeter. With such a pure fair deal, even some people feel unfair?"


    Athena felt that Hermes was changing his concept, but he didn''t mind fighting with his brother.


    "Belief is not a trade. Mortals'' belief in gods must be pure."


    Hermes smiled: "what is purity?"


    "Pure faith is pious without asking. Even if the gods do not give any reward, mortals should believe in us regardless of conditions."


    "Why did they do that?"


    "This is their obligation. From the date of the birth of mortals, they must be grateful for the grace of the gods. It is the gods who give them life, the gods who give them soul, the gods who give them food and water, and everything they depend on for survival!"


    Hermes glanced at Athena and said, "did you give it?"


    "I mean, it''s all given by the gods. Mortals were created by Gaia."


    "Do you know Gaia very well?" Hermes looked at Athena very seriously. "Gaia is protecting mortals, but he doesn''t ask for anything from mortals. Now we want to ask for faith from mortals, and don''t even want to give us any capital?"


    "It seems that your creed will become a new order," Athena shook her head. "Do you want the gods to please mortals for faith?"


    "When I say it''s a deal, you have to say it''s pleasing. It doesn''t matter if you say it''s pleasing. You don''t want to please. There are a lot of people waiting to please." Hermes brushed away the thick fog on the bluestone and revealed a corner of the world.


    "Although there is a bumper harvest, there are still many unlucky people on earth. Some of them have encountered disasters, some have missed the farming season, and some don''t even have land. How should they live?"


    On the bluestone, Leo is leading the divine Punisher to distribute porridge to the poor.


    Athena smiled contemptuously: "this kind of thing is seen more. Do I have to take into account the life and death of every mortal?"


    "Yes, we don''t want to take care of it, but God punished our customers. Maybe it''s not true, but he took everything that belongs to us."


    Hermes sat on the throne and looked down on Athena: "I never believe in unconditional gifts and alms. Mortals get protection, we get faith, and fair trade is my order,


    It is my advice to those friends who are close to you to keep my order. If you intend to break the order, I will give them a warning to punish them severely. "


    ……


    Halfway through breakfast, Manda vomited violently in the corner of the bedroom. Holna sighed, "why did you vomit?"


    Every three or five days, Manda vomited. What she vomited was not food, but pearls. She could vomit more than 200 at a time. It was almost 14500 a month.


    These pearls come from the belief of Mengda baikuga. The output is very stable at ordinary times, but Manda is very disappointed with the output during this period.


    It is not that the number is less, but that it has not increased.


    At the instigation of chuyt, paiwu scholars and Bayers held many sacrifices to Mengda baikuga, but the harvested belief pearls did not change significantly.


    What''s the reason? Did you talk about the bit limit? Can''t faith, no matter how pious, help Manda harvest more pearls?


    If you want to get more pearls, you must break the upper limit. If you want to break the upper limit, you must improve the bit grid. To improve the bit grid, you must create deeds. The premise of creating deeds is that you have enough strength. If you want to improve your strength, you must have the original strength. If you want the original strength, you must have more pearls


    Holna said, "what are you talking about?"


    Manda grabbed her hair and said, "this game can''t be solved."


    "What game?" holna had no idea what Manda was talking about.


    "Every month, after paying off the debt, there are four or five hundred left, and the conversion rate is only 20%, that is, more than a hundred. In the past, I don''t worry, but now I have only one year."


    "Give me a hundred sacrifices, or I will bring down the plague."


    "What plague do you mean!" Manda stared at holna.


    Holna said blankly, "I didn''t say plague."


    Yeah, she didn''t say it. It''s not her voice.


    Who was talking just now? Manda was sure it wasn''t an illusion. The voice was very clear.


    In a trance, the voice came again: "listen carefully. This is a fair deal. I''ll give you a month. You must give me a hundred sacrifices, or I''ll turn this place into a sea of corpses and blood!"


    Manda was shocked and quickly said to holna, "tell everyone to stay in the underground temple. No one is allowed to come out without my order!"


    Holna didn''t dare to ask more. She quickly took someone to the temple. Manda stayed alone in the bedroom and carefully felt the changes of the environment.


    Being able to speak in one''s own mind and threatening to bring down the plague is obviously the voice of the gods.


    But Manda didn''t feel the gaze and didn''t understand which God was going to threaten herself in this way.


    It had to be told to pan immediately that Manda had prepared the altar. When the smoke rose, Hermes appeared on the altar.


    Manda quickly saluted and said, "father, I don''t want to disturb you. I just have a message to tell pan Shen."


    "Pan used to be my messenger on earth. Now someone has taken his place."


    "That man is..."


    "You! What else do I want to do on behalf of the world?"


    It turned out that the human agent still had this obligation. Manda quickly relayed the voice she had just heard to Hermes: "a God wants a hundred sacrifices in a month. He says it''s a fair deal. If he doesn''t promise him, he will bring down the plague."


    Hermes said with a sullen face, "which God?"


    "I can''t hear his voice."


    "Can''t you hear it?" Hermes was even more angry. He was very disappointed with Manda''s performance.


    Manda doesn''t understand why Hermes is angry. There are too many gods on Mount Olympia. Manda doesn''t know them very well, and the voice of the gods is very complex. Isn''t it normal that they can''t be distinguished?


    Hermes shook his head: "I''m still too anxious to let you become a demigod so soon. Although I have become the Lord of the gods, the power of the messengers of the gods is still in my hand. As my substitute, if you can''t even distinguish the voice of the gods, how can you convey the oracle to people?"


    It seems that this demigod is not easy to be. Do you have to be responsible for sending letters to each God?


    "He wants to bring down the plague. Who can it be?" Hermes made a list. "Hera, Apollo, Artemis, Hades... They are all in charge of the plague. Some people have the courage to deliberately misinterpret the concept of fair trade."


    Manda was confident when she heard the speech: "without your permission, no gods dare to send down the plague."


    "I''m sure I don''t dare to spread the epidemic on a large scale, but it''s not easy to prevent one or two people from contracting the disease and then spread to a country... I''ll find out the identity of the other party and give him a warning first, but this is not a long-term plan after all. You can think of a way to completely solve this matter!"


    "I''ll find a way?" Manda fell into confusion again. Did he find a way to change the gods?


    Hermes was extremely dissatisfied: "Hermes of the world, I gave you the name of God. You always get some strength!"