Chapter 396: The Polluting Power of the Otaku Believers
After completing the transformation, Aiba Misao turned on the live broadcast device. Her superb clip sounds, charming makeup, and loli-style outfit made a group of fat otakus who had been waiting for a long time shout that their wives were here. Then, the screen was filled with requests for bath water, mouthwash, original flavor sets, etc. It seems that she is really not afraid to go to the stomatology department or the urology department to treat athlete's foot.

Aiba Mio was already accustomed to this, and after skillfully asking for a wave of gifts, he quickly mastered the topic and gradually led the conversation to urban legends. After creating an atmosphere of fear, he pretended to say unintentionally that there was a god who subdued all demons, called Guimen Shangren, and patted his spongy chest to assure that the god was very effective.

I don’t know if Aiba Misao has an aura that reduces his intelligence, but he dares to say that, and those people really dare to believe it, and they even held an online prayer meeting in a formal manner.

Yan Xu looked at the rising faith with a confused look on his face and had to admit that he had misjudged him. This person was truly gifted in spreading faith, but he soon began to have a headache.

I had imagined before that faith would be different from incense, but in fact, the essence of the two is the same, that is, incense is poisonous, and faith is not much better.

In fact, this is very normal. Whether burning incense or worshiping gods, one always has a request in mind, that is, constantly urging the gods to do things quickly. If things are done, one will thank them verbally. If they are not done, one will complain about everything because he feels that he has paid but has not received any reward.

The problem is that if you burn two dollars of incense and make a wish worth five million, the gods will also care about the basic law and will not grant your wish. In this case, you will lose a lot of money.

Therefore, the best way is to set an example and then publicize it widely so that those who come after will believe it without a doubt and continue to burn two-dollar incense sticks, looking forward to the day when their wishes come true.

The problem is that it will incur countless consequences, because the wishes of the vast majority of believers are not fulfilled, so once you embark on the path to becoming a god, you will only sink deeper and deeper.

In addition, there are many other troubles, such as everyone’s wishes are different, and wishes will affect the gods.

Therefore, if the gods encounter unreliable believers, they will also suffer bad luck.

For example, some of the otaku followers that Aiba Misaki has just developed pray for a tight-fitting suit, some want black stockings to step on their faces, some want to walk the dog with Misaki and have him be the dog, some want Misaki to have a bigger cup size, and some are even more perverted and want Misaki to add five centimeters.

Yan Xu dared not touch the beliefs provided by these otakus. He felt that they were even more outrageous than the pollution in the weird world. If he really absorbed them all, he would probably become a god of lip service.

This also reflects the importance of the priesthood, because no one would ask the door god for marriage, and no one would expect Yue Lao to bless them to become the top scorer in the imperial examination.

In this way, the belief in incense and fire will be relatively unified, reducing the distortion of the belief itself.

Yan Xu is not able to consolidate his priesthood yet, but he has realized that he must streamline or clarify his divine name and authority. Only in this way can he avoid self-division or turning into a madman in the future.

After Aiba Mio went off the air and took a sip of water, she heard a voice in her head.

"You did well, but it's not good enough. What a mess of a request." Yan Xu rarely complained. After all, the fat otaku's inner wish did challenge his bottom line.

"I am terribly sorry, Lord God, I am just anxious to develop more believers for you." Aiba Misao knelt down in fear, completely ignoring the fact that she was still wearing women's clothes. The puffy skirt was not suitable to wear when kneeling and apologizing.

"Forget it, but I have to admit that I underestimated your ability, and although the faith gained in this way is messy, it is very efficient. The next step is to find a way to purify your faith, and don't pray to me for all kinds of things." Yan Xu did not intend to maintain the image and majesty of any god, because there are too many similar routines in this world, and modern people are not the ancients who lack knowledge. Once they are discovered, it is easy to cause trouble, so he prefers to use benefits, just like a carrot hanging in front of cattle and horses. You are annoyed by the teacher's earnest advice, but you are happy with the boss's casual pie, because the latter pays you a salary and bonus, even if it is discounted, you dare not gamble on the consequences of not working hard.

"Hey! I will definitely serve the gods more attentively." Aiba Misao said with a sigh of relief.

"You can use these messy beliefs yourself to improve your strength as soon as possible. This world will soon become lively. I don't want my apostles to die like innocent passers-by." Yan Xu packed up those messy beliefs and threw them to Aiba Misao, asking him to use them to exchange for the ability of the ghost body. When necessary, burning the beliefs could get a greater degree of ghost body blessing.

After Yan Xu left, Aiba Meisheng felt a little excited because he could be sure of several things. First of all, this great deity was not harsh on believers and would not use cruel punishments. He was also very generous, which undoubtedly made him feel much more relaxed and dared to try to collect faith through more methods.

Besides, he is not the only one like him, because the gods just said that the world will soon become lively.

The excitement described by the gods can be equated with disaster for mortals. If he does not become stronger quickly, he will probably die as easily as an ordinary passerby.

Thinking of the increasing number of urban legends and missing cases recently, Aiba Misao's face did not look very good. At the same time, he was also a little worried about his uncle, because his job made him more likely to encounter danger than ordinary people.

If it was an ordinary case, it would be fine, but I am afraid of encountering those strange events that cannot be explained by science.

The urgency in his heart made Aiba Misao unable to take a rest. Now he had not made enough contributions, and it might not work to pray to the gods to protect his uncle. Therefore, he could only make himself stronger first. So he found the fitness equipment that his father bought before his death from the utility room.

Every middle-aged person has a fitness dream, but most of them are only enthusiastic for a short time, so the equipment is brand new, and it is estimated that there are less fingerprints than dust on it.

Aiba Misao began to exercise somewhat awkwardly using the tutorials he found online.

Aiba Misao has been weak and sickly since childhood, which led to his developmental disabilities. Even at the age of 20, his secondary sexual characteristics are still not obvious. He can be said to be a natural holy body. However, he still has a dream of becoming a macho man, so he trains very seriously.

His slender limbs had almost no muscles, but he didn't feel the ten-pound dumbbell was very heavy. It was obviously the ability called Xianggui that was working.

"It's amazing!" After all, Aiba Misao is a young man with more curiosity and adventurous spirit. So after hesitating for a while, he took out a little faith to enhance Hibiki's ability. He wanted to see how strong he could become.

The dumbbells that were originally a bit heavy became as light as pencils, which surprised Aiba Misao. Then he saw the huge change in his body shape and the swollen muscles, which made him feel very happy. He couldn't help but reach out and touch his eight-pack abs.

"Why do I feel hot in my chest and below..." Aiba Misao's expression was a little strange, but now he probably couldn't imagine that the prayers or curses of those otaku believers were working on him.

(End of this chapter)