Regressor Instruction Manual-Chapter 1128: A Comrade Whose Trustworthiness Is Uncertain (13)

Some lifted their heads out of surprise. Their faces were filled with confusion, and they looked at each other to confirm if they had heard me right.

I had an idea as to what they thought about me. I was sure they were unaware of the details behind the continent’s ongoing process of becoming fully independent, but they probably heard rumors about it, as they were the ones who picked me in the first place.

I was the God of Sacrifice and Revival. From the moment I became the Son of Light, I became the saint who had protected the continent by sacrificing everything, tolerating everything, and giving hope to all the people on the continent.

I cried for those neglected, and I was a kind-hearted individual who would never ignore those in a difficult situation.

I was a rare hero who saved the continent out of goodwill and love.

There was no other way to describe the God of Sacrifice and Revival.

In their eyes, I was sure it looked like I was holding a sign that said, "Will help for free."

‘I’m sure they think I’m a pushover.’

Of course, they weren't using harsh words like that, and I was confident that they never even thought about it. They weren’t third-rate thugs, after all.

I could use a company as an analogy. They hired cheap labor and assigned the project to me while providing the bare minimum of support. I understood how they felt because they had raised funds to establish the company and had spent a lot of money on this regressor project.

They had no other place to invest, and if this project ended up failing, it meant bankruptcy for the company.

They had neither the manpower nor the resources, but I was sure they had no choice but to continue this project. The answer to overcoming this was pretty obvious.

‘They need to cut costs.’

That way, they could bring in a competent manager and get the most out of them while paying the bare minimum. If the coins delivered through Chanelia Hermes was how they covered their costs, then there couldn't be a business more profitable than this business.

Since they also had to consider the breakeven point, I understood why they couldn't give me a lot of support.

While they were having a hard time finding a suitable person for this position, a certain someone appeared. He was a competent, warm, and sacrifice addicted saint with no greed whatsoever within him.

I knew they were acting this way because I suddenly threw items to the ground and uttered such harsh words.

[G-God of Sacrifice and Revival. Please calm down and hear us out…]

“What more is there to hear? You incompetent fools,” I insulted them.

[So—]

“It’s pretty funny. You fools thought I was a pushover who would do anything you asked,” I interrupted them.

[Are you truly the God of Sacrifice and Revival?]

“Then who do you think I am? Ptui. You guys are the ones who brought me here, damn it,” I answered.

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“Hey, you incompetent fools,” I said.

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“Do I look like a pushover to you?” I asked.

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“Does the God of Sacrifice and Revival look like a pushover? Did you think that if you came this late… I would shed a tear and do a high-five with you guys?” I questioned.

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“I’ve become really nice, damn it. I was going to be as understanding as possible, you fools,” I added.

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“Regression is something I experienced as well, so I know how much you sacrificed and how tight the budget is. There's a lot of work to do but not enough manpower. You have things you need to do for the mainstream, and you also need to update the continent, but you don’t have enough coins to do so.

"You need to create dungeons and spread them throughout the continent, and you also need to help the players power up, but the idiots are busy satisfying their own selfish desires,” I continued.

[G-God of Sacrifice and Revival, I think your inner demons…]

‘Inner demons? Have you been reading martial arts novels or something?’

“Since you need the cooperation of the other factions, you need a way to bribe them, and to improve the stabilized Rohen Continent, you need enough coins.

"I'm sure you probably don’t have time to take care of your own familia at this point, so I understand your situation.

"I don’t really pay attention to other people’s situations, but I'm still very understanding,” I explained.

[God of Sacrifice and Revival, can I take a quick look?]

‘Why does that grandma keep on saying that?’

“I'm feeling annoyed to see you guys here because it makes me think that you only came here because the situation has become really urgent. You shouldn’t have come here. Don’t you agree? You only gathered and descended to this sanctuary because it's not that expensive, am I right?” I asked.

[Haha… what to do… God of Sacrifice and Revival, I think your inner demons are taking over… Amitabha…]

“Just shut up! Someone shut him up. I really can’t focus,” I shouted.

The old woman flinched, but the guy next to him quickly grabbed the old woman.

‘At least he’s quick-witted.’

I was sure he had an idea as to what was going on right now. The ones worried that an inner demon was really taking over me were starting to get worried for a different reason.

“Bring me a chair,” I ordered.

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Chanelia Hermes got up and grabbed a chair.

I immediately sat on it.

[Did you trick us?]

“Are you kidding me? You should first think about who tricked who before asking that question,” I argued.

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“...”

[I have nothing to say, God of Sacrifice and Revival. I know you don’t want to hear it, but please give me a chance to explain myself.]

“...”

[The incident that occurred while summoning you to this continent wasn’t something we intended. It was our fault for not anticipating the system’s interference, and we had no way of fixing the incident that had already happened. We’re aware of our mistakes and are reflecting on them by thinking of a way to compensate you for this mistake.]

“Compensat, my ass. Don’t you dare think that’s enough to make me feel better. You keep talking about the system's interference, but have you guys not realized that the incident wouldn't have happened had you guys used the correct spell?

"The system has interfered because the visa application was poorly written. Isn’t it your job to write a well-written visa so that I'll arrive here safe and sound? Don’t you feel guilty putting the blame on the system?” I complained.

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[Secondly, the reason we weren’t able to give you the support you wanted…]

“Because there were strong differences in opinion between the factions, and you were worried about their reactions, right? The coins that can be used to compensate me are being used elsewhere, right?

"Hey, if you were going to support me with everything you had, you should’ve supported me properly. Does it make sense that the top donor of my streams is the Goddess of Flower and Fertility? Do you have anything to say about that?” I questioned.

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“Ah, you didn’t give me a lot of support because you were afraid of getting caught, right? Right? So that’s why Chanelia Hermes is the only one taking responsibility,” I said.

[W-We invested a lot in this plan, God of Sacrifice and Revival. I know you’re disappointed in us, and we’re really sorry and regretful of the damage and pain you received because of our incompetence, but… if you truly—]

“Yeah, whatever,” I interrupted her.

[If you truly…]

“Forget it,” I said.

[How rude!]

A burly general shouted at me.

“?”

[You’re nothing but an insignificant god from a remote dimension, but you actually dare to be so rude to Lady Jupiter for the sake of keeping yourself safe?! You rude scum…]

“...”

[If you think with that little brain of yours!]

“If you don’t shut that big guy up, I’ll show you what it means to be rude,” I threatened.

[How dare you! Lady Jupiter, I didn’t like him from the start! Why should you bow to an insignificant god from a dimension we can’t even see?! I know it’s for the Rohen Continent, but still…]

“I won’t repeat myself,” I said.

[You really have lost your sense of fear! I’ll just…]

“What are you going to do about it?” I asked.

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“You want a dimensional war?” I asked.

[You’re finally showing your true colors. Fine! If that’s what you want, Rohen will not back down.]

“You’re the one who wanted this. Don’t go back on your words,” I said.

‘Hyun-Sung is coming here anyway.’

'Yeah, I’ll just wipe everything out and start new. Only by experiencing the wrath of Kim Hyun-Sung, the God of Calamity, will they come to their senses.

Had they seen how Hyun-Sung defeated the Outer Gods, they wouldn't dare to yap like this before me.

[I-I’m sorry! God of Sacrifice and Revival. It’s my mistake. Please forgive…]

Unlike the guy who had muscles for brains, Jupiter seemed aware of what was going to happen in the future.

‘A dimensional war?’

What could they do when they were stuck in their rooms all day just watching the players? Of course, I was also a bit scared because I couldn’t ignore the difference in our size.

‘But still, God of Calamity Kim Hyun-Sung can definitely handle all this. I also have Belial… and Rimoura of the 27th Legion.’

I was scared, but I was sure they were more scared than me.

There were no signs of anyone possessing significant power among the players, and they had just transformed Woo Hyo-Yeol into a regressor, so they were broke. If they were to attempt to gather money for war, it would be tantamount to suicide.

I was sure if one were to strip everything away on them, there wouldn't be much left.

Even when the demon lords had appeared, they still had no plans of joining forces, so they definitely wouldn't join forces just because a dimensional war was taking place.

I was sure the GENIUSES would use that opportunity to side with me. One thing I had to consider was the higher-ups' interference, but the chance of that happening was low.

‘They didn’t do anything even when the three demon lords caused trouble here. I’m sure they won’t do anything even if a dimensional war ends up happening.’

[Lady Jupiter! Why are you bowing to this insignificant god? I will lead the troops and make Rohen’s name known—]

[Quiet! Mars!]

[But…]

[I said to be quiet!]

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[I’m sorry, God of Sacrifice and Revival. That was extremely rude. H-How can I ask for your forgiveness? Whatever it is… you want… we’ll—]

“Forty percent." I interrupted her.

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“I’m being really generous. Think of it as me being considerate of your situation,” I requested.

“If I manage to stabilize this continent, I would like to take forty percent of the holy power that this continent can offer. You don’t have to worry. I will help manage this place, and unless something else comes up, I plan on investing that forty percent

"You won’t run into any issues managing this continent… and you’ll actually thank me for it. It’ll be better than leaving it to the fools who are wasting their time here,” I explained.

[T-That’s nonsense… Lady Jupiter!]

[I accept.]

[L-Lady Jupiter.]

“There’s one more thing,” I said.

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“I think a spy for one of the demon lords is hiding here,” I said.

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“I’d appreciate it if you could get rid of that bastard as well,” I added while staring at the burly general.