Chapter 19: Almost Taking the Blame

I never expected that just developing a game would involve recreating even the language and script.

Chen Ai finally understood why her older brother had been away on business so often; slow work yields fine products, and he must have found an incredible team for the development.

I don't know what kind of dumb luck he stumbled into, but for the sake of how hard he's working, I might as well help him keep an eye on the company's production.

Yezi, drenched in sweat from rehearsals, walked off the stage; this body of hers was as supple as a newborn baby's, and although her muscle strength wasn't very high, she could manage to perform many movements.

After practicing all morning, she was certain that she could try performing.

Modern dance, which blends various dance styles, was already her forte; by rehearsing some familiar routines and making a few minor adjustments, she could integrate well into this world.

I have to say, the level of dance in this world doesn't seem very high; everyone pays more attention to rhythm than technique, and solo dances are even rarer, so by showing off just a little bit of her skill, she had already left these people in awe.

It could also be that the game's designers just aren't that familiar with dance itself.

"Quick, wipe your sweat; I just heard them say they'll let you have a trial performance this afternoon." Chen Ai handed over a handkerchief, "I've already finished the set design, too, even if it is a bit crude."

"It's already quite good; I hope the people here will like my dance." Yezi said with some excitement; she used to get nervous performing in reality, which caused her to miss many opportunities.

But this is a game, and she didn't feel a shred of nervousness at all.

Even if it is a performance, it's a performance for a bunch of data; whether it's good or bad, there should be a score that appears.

It's just like playing a dress-up mini-game; even if the outfit is hideous, as long as the stats are right, you can still get a decent score.

Victor Edmond was struck with awe after receiving the poster Emily had drawn.

This beautiful woman's artistic skill is quite remarkable, and the poster she designed is also very eye-catching, though it lacks text.

But that doesn't matter; he quickly wrote the performance time and text content on it and then posted it at the entrance.

He plans to hold this performance during afternoon tea time; as long as he can attract a few people to watch, that will be enough.

When evening comes, he can add another performance before the existing repertoire.

If it can succeed, at least the theater's survival won't be too much of a problem.

Chen Zhi also didn't expect that his younger sister could contribute to the artistic development of another world; having focused on it all morning, Chen Zhi felt a bit tired, and was subsequently woken up by his Divine Servant.

Accompanied by several Believers, Andrew stood respectfully before Chen Zhi, bowing and prostrating.

His posture was extremely pious, as was that of the several Believers he brought with him.

"You have all worked hard these past few days." Chen Zhi's voice was airy, "Is there any news regarding Him?"

Chen Zhi was asking about the Goddess of the Red Moon.

This goddess is said to be an old rival of the God of Calamity, but the content Chen Zhi searched for was all garbled text.

Still, one has to be on guard.

This fellow has stirred up so many things right under his nose; he has to be on guard.

The information obtained from Saina's side could no longer satisfy his needs, so he could only see if Andrew, this Divine Servant, had any ability to dig up information.

"As of now, the Red Moon Believers have carried out 8 tragedies in Tana City. Previously, they were all carried out in the noble districts, but now it has spread to the commercial district."

"The commercial district?" Chen Zhi thought for a moment; in the players' descriptions, it should be in the southeast direction.

Past the civilian factories of the East District and across a river, you reach the commercial district.

The Train station is in the commercial district.

As for the docks, the players haven't found where they are yet.

Then again, relying on these fewer than one hundred players, it isn't easy to investigate the entire city in a short period of time.

Besides, these players don't recognize the road signs; maybe they passed by and didn't even see them.

"Besides the Train station, they also conducted evil sacrifices at the Dawn Chamber of Commerce warehouse and the backyard of the Finance Hall." Andrew said with his head lowered, "He has completely angered the Wealth Church."

For a Calamity, this counts as good news, right?

At least they won't come looking for trouble with him.

"Then let's leave it at that; if there is any latest news, remember to come and tell me." As he spoke, Chen Zhi pointed at the others with one of his fingers, "They have done well these past few days."

Those people buried their heads even lower.

I don't know how Andrew managed to hoodwink them.

"They are all your pious Believers; please believe that we will certainly not do worse than the Red Moon." Andrew said with firm conviction, "It's just that the Wealth Church has been investigating too strictly lately, so we..."

Chen Zhi's arms immediately began to dance wildly.

When did I ever tell you to surpass the Red Moon?

Besides, I don't do that whole sacrifice thing!

Or is it that because I asked about sacrifices a few days ago, this old guy has "seen the light"?

Oh no, Chen Zhi hurriedly explained: "Do not perform unnecessary actions; we do not need useless competition."

"I will strictly follow your holy decree." Andrew said piously.

Chen Zhi seemed to be able to feel the other few people lying on the ground heave a sigh of relief.

"Just tell me the latest news, and also, bring me a few newspapers every day." After Chen Zhi finished giving instructions, he waved his hand, and Andrew tactfully led the several Believers away from the Sewers.

It seems I still need to communicate more with my Believers, otherwise wouldn't I end up taking the blame for them?

Chen Zhi tapped the ground with several arms, then sighed imperceptibly.

It's difficult; he opened the forum, scrolled through the posts, copied some useful suggestions, and then opened the latest idol drama to watch.

At Saimierdun Farm, there were already over forty serfs working; counting the dozen or so at night, the number of these strange serfs had already exceeded fifty.

These guys were much more hardworking than Saina had imagined, and they were also very innovative.

For example, some of them experimented with using a guillotine to harvest wheat; it was a gruesome sight, but they were willing to try.

And there were some who had already mastered some techniques for harvesting wheat; now, there was no longer a need for anyone to be responsible for organizing the harvested wheat, they just needed to tie the neatly stacked wheat into bundles after the harvesting was finished.

So, after a day and a half, more than half of the farmland had been harvested; it seems it is very likely that the harvesting task will be completed within three days.

The only one feeling uncomfortable was Saina; her promise was only to highlight her own generosity, not because she actually wanted to give these guys so much.

Unexpectedly, these fellows actually took this incentive policy to heart; had she known, she wouldn't have said it that way, or at least she should have made these fellows shell the wheat before giving them the reward.

But then again, having them harvest the fields is still much cheaper than buying serfs, Saina could only console herself with this.

(End of chapter)