Holy Light Church Headquarters, in the depths.

The Archbishop, who originally seemed like a refined uncle-type character, was now showing signs of sudden death as he worked overtime approving documents.

He had just completed five meetings today and only had time to gulp down some compressed nutrient liquid before returning to the office to handle paperwork. This fervent work ethic made other bishops feel inferior and filled with admiration.

But it was rough on his assistants. Originally, there should have been a team of assistants with him, but due to the long hours and high-intensity work, the assistants kept collapsing. Now, only two young men were left tirelessly circulating around him, one responsible for bringing documents in, and the other for taking them out.

The three of them had thus turned into super civil servants, silent under the bright and grand yet low and depressing atmosphere, still feeling their work efficiency was unbearably low and fearing they might drag down the Church's major business.

After all, the Holy Light Church was finally thriving again.

Thanks to the Church finally adapting changes to meet the trend of the new era, its missionary efficiency greatly improved, especially with the emergence of the latest model of the magic-guided missionary machine, which made every missionary exclaim praise Holy Light and praise the machine.

Before using the missionary machine, they didn't know that preaching could be such an enjoyable task.

It turned out that just standing still reading out familiar Holy Light God stories after turning on the machine could attract large crowds of passersby to become believers.

We used to think preaching was as painstaking as before, passionately talking for a long time only to find a sparse audience where even the few familiar faces didn't ensure a single new believer joining a week!

The entire team of missionaries was ecstatic at the deployment of the missionary machine.

After all, no one dislikes doing a job that's basically undemanding.

Of course, with the frantic preaching, a series of issues also swarmed towards headquarters, where even picking one at random could keep the Archbishop occupied for a long time.

For instance, the missionary machine had not undergone further rigorous examination, and there might still be unexplored side effects potentially causing a wee bit of adverse influence on those preached to. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Also, the missionary machine was being sneaked in by the Holy Light Church discreetly, decently concealed from the other two major Churches, yet initially, followers of the Return to Forest Church and Dark Moon Church were impacted and turned to the faith of Holy Light.

Moreover, the influx of large numbers of followers has brought both management issues and the relentless war on the frontline causing simultaneous headaches.

Pick any of these issues and it's enough to be troublesome, currently, the bishops maintaining overtime have all turned into workaholics.

However, upon closer inspection, you might notice that the Archbishop seemed to be smiling at the corner of his mouth, as he worked with a grin!

Has the heavy workload finally driven a normal person mad?

No, he's smiling because he genuinely loves this job.

To the Archbishop, these ceaseless papers were like awards, marking various work progresses achieved by the Holy Light Church, just looking at them was exhilarating, how could he possibly dislike work?

The Archbishop eagerly and swiftly read through each document.

[The front of the Return to Forest Sect continued to advance with the participation of Kaius and Anleisi, with good momentum]

Excellent, deploying those two heroes there was indeed the best decision, keep increasing their salaries! Absolutely don't stop, I want to see where their limits are!

[After the Dark Moon Church increased the army's welfare, the likelihood of the Magic Sky Curtain being seized inexplicably decreased]

I knew the Magic Sky Curtain's malfunction had something to do with the stingy style of the Dark Moon Church! That bunch of women wouldn't be in such a dire state if they raised believer welfare by just a bit.

[The Holy Light Church remains entangled with the rebel army, the front neither retreating nor advancing, we are mired in a stalemate]

Just keep it this way, maintaining such a state where no one gains anything is the best scenario for us.

The Archbishop wrote approvals on the papers with a few swift strokes, the smile on his lips unwavering.

Yes, it should be this way, the Holy Light Church doesn't need to eradicate the rebels on their frontlines at the moment, just maintaining the current situation will suffice.

The more stagnant the state, the more beneficial it is for them!

The faith in Holy Light is spreading continuously, and by now it's nearing the ideal scale that the Archbishop envisions.

By that time, they will be able to launch a proper counterattack against the rebels, having the confidence and capacity to completely suppress the flames of rebellion.

Even the Sain Dungeon, in the end, might not become our enemy.

[The production of the Holy Light Underground City has decreased steadily since the Holy Light Festival, with the replenishment speed of some rare resources greatly reduced]

The production of the Holy Light Underground City has declined?

This...how about tossing in some sacrificial offerings like cattle, sheep, or pigs? I thought that nutty Sain Gratitude Festival by the Yanor Kingdom was pretty good, should we imitate it?

This problem is something I'm aware of, but what should we do? And you're coming to ask me?

The Archbishop, for once with a blank expression, penned a few words on the file and tossed it to the assistant before moving on to the next one.

However, the assistant responsible for organizing and sending out the documents, having just taken a few steps after receiving this document, tripped with a loud "thud" and fell to the ground.