Dorothy didn't quite understand what Shang Zegong meant: "You mean..."

Uesawa Palace snapped his fingers, "I think that the relationship between gods and believers can be described as an old saying: 'I only dare to look at it from a distance but don't dare to play with it.' Have you ever seen any god who can sit at the same table with his believers?"

Go out to eat, and spend all day long playing games with believers’ money?”

Dorothy thought carefully: "Jesus?"

Kamizawa rolled his eyes: "So, Jesus was stabbed in the back. If you want me to stab him in the back, just say so."

Everyone knows about Jesus and the Twelve Apostles, and Leonardo da Vinci's "The Last Supper" also foreshadows the betrayal of the disciple Judas.

Dorothy changed the subject with a guilty conscience and refuted Uesawa Palace: "That's a matter of your world, right? The gods of my world can wander around on the street casually, and even talk to the vendors when they see something they like.

Bargain!"

"Please, you are living under someone else's roof now, and you are not in your world. Can you throw away the thoughts of your world?" Uesawa Palace helplessly held his forehead.

Uesawa Palace continued to patiently explain to Dorothy: "Dorothy, this world is different from your world. In our world, there are not many people who believe in gods.

Believers will not charge into battle for the sake of the gods, nor will they wantonly attack those who slander the gods or speak ill of the gods for the sake of the gods, and ultimately make the whole world a mess.

In our world, gods are supposed to be aloof and will not come into close contact with believers. Even believers have not even seen the true form of gods up close.

But even so, with the classics that have been passed down and are said to be written by gods, they can still give believers insights and make them believe in them devoutly. This should be a god truly worthy of belief."

Dorothy nodded thoughtfully: "What you said makes sense, so do you have a 'god' you believe in? The real god you speak of."

Kamizawa said seriously: "Yes, I believe in Marxism."

"Hey, what you said..." Dorothy had a dissatisfied expression on her face. She had been in this world for almost a month, so she naturally knew what Shang Zegong meant.

Shang Zegong ignored her interruption and said very seriously: "So, Dorothy, do you understand that although I am your believer now, you can't use your own likes and dislikes to make demands on me, whether it's a cat or not."

It’s still a dog, as long as I want to keep it, you have no right to stop me.”

Dorothy looked displeased and retorted: "I understand what you mean, but there are still fanatic believers in your world."

Shang Zegong was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean by this? If it's a cult, those are illegal organizations, so that doesn't count."

"It's not a cult, it's something you've become accustomed to."

Dorothy picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. After changing several channels, she stopped the TV on a concert replay on one channel.

The celebrities and idols on the stage were singing, while the fans in the audience were shouting at the top of their lungs.

Dorothy looked at the concert and said: "As I said, what we gods need is the faith of believers, and these stars need believers to provide traffic and large sums of money. In essence, we gods need

It’s no different from these celebrities and idols.”

Kamizawa somewhat understood what Dorothy meant, but he still shook his head and said, "That's not quite right, these celebrities are still alive."

"Am I not by your side now?" Dorothy held Shang Zegong's hand, and the warmth in her hand was transferred to Shang Zegong's body.

Dorothy said softly: "What is the definition of a god? Didn't you ask me just now? It is an existence that requires worship and belief. Isn't it the same for these celebrities? They also rely on the faith and love of their fans to survive.

Come down."

Shang Zegong was convinced: "That's right..."

Dorothy continued: "In your world, the Internet is a very convenient thing. You can see the idols you believe in anytime and anywhere, and you can communicate with other believers. It is also very convenient for missionary activities.

However, from a divine perspective, the current situation on the Internet is very similar to the situation we had decades ago——

The total number of fans is limited, so in order for your idols to survive and expand the size of their cult, you must start a traffic war - crazily 'Amway' your idols on various platforms

, so that people who are not interested in it can also like their idols.

For those who dare to make comments that hate their idols and say things that tarnish their idols on the Internet, they will launch a war without gunpowder on the Internet, using reports, attacks, and abuses to destroy, occupy, and suppress all their opposition forces.

Living space for those people.”

"..."

Dorothy showed a nostalgic smile: "Believers, the once evil sect is also like this. She is like an idol, she just performs on the stage to her heart's content, showing her charm.

Indulge in the cheers from the audience.

However, what she didn't realize was that the believers in front of her had long been full of aggression. In order to preach and for her to add more believers, they had begun to invade the territories of other religious groups wantonly.

Maybe the god herself is innocent, but her followers have long since escaped her control and turned into a group of monsters who will attack others wantonly."

"..."

"Believers, you know their ending, right? They were jointly suppressed by high-ranking gods. They themselves have disappeared and have been forgotten by other gods except me.

So, no matter how glamorous these idols are now, if this situation does not change, their bad deeds will serve as a warning to them."

This is the emotion of the real god, Dorothy.

"So, believer, you understand, sometimes, God can only survive by letting the initiative take the right to speak." Dorothy showed a charming expression, "Promise me to give this cat to others, okay?

?”

"...No." Although Dorothy's words touched Shang Zegong, he still coldly rejected her.

Dorothy immediately let go of Shangzagong's hand and cursed: "Why, what I said almost moved me, don't you have any sympathy at all?"

Sure enough, the gentleness just now was all a lie...

Shang Zegong rubbed his brows and said helplessly: "You do have some sympathy for this kitten. It's just a kitten. You are a god. Do you care about it?"
Chapter completed!