God of Technology: Creating the Internet in Another World-Chapter 348: Bonds of Faith

Overnight, most churches in the mortal realm sprang into action.

Clerics who were previously quite rare suddenly appeared on every street corner. The procurement of various supplies, orders for various products, and deployment of various craftsmen left the guilds that specialized in taking on tasks somewhat shocked.

Almost simultaneously, the Dragon Bond Exchange also became busier.

Clerics wearing all kinds of different vestments appeared at the entrance to the Dragon Bond Exchange, attracting countless gazes.

On the second floor of the Dragon Bond Exchange.

A staff member looked with astonishment at the senior cleric from the Church of Light before him. "You mean the Church of Light is issuing bonds worth 20 million gold coins, five-year term, and the purpose of issuance is to establish classrooms in Church of Light cathedrals everywhere? In the future, your Church of Light’s clerics will teach local children to read part-time?"

"Yes, though mainly teaching children. But if believers want to receive some education—for example, learn some basic characters—they can also attend classes that start every evening at a fixed time." The Church of Light’s senior cleric spoke in a very calm tone, as if discussing something completely ordinary.

But in reality, his heart was anything but calm.

It was even trembling a bit.

Twenty million gold coins! Even if they tore down and sold the Church of Light’s headquarters, it wouldn’t be worth that much money. Yet here they were borrowing it.

The key thing was, after borrowing the money, they weren’t using it to make more money, but investing it in churches everywhere, then having the churches’ clerics teach children for free.

Although according to their discussions, the free instruction for these children would include some additional content, like the faith of the Church of Light, the image of the God of Light, and so on.

If things went as expected, even if these kids didn’t become believers of the God of Light, they’d occasionally pray at specific locations and become casual believers.

But wasn’t the price they were paying too high?

Besides, wouldn’t this really provoke targeting from other churches?

Huge wealth, huge risk, in exchange for huge risk times two—this filled the senior cleric’s heart with conflict.

But this was what the God told them last night. All the Church of Light’s leadership knew about this. Faith and the higher-ups left him no room for other thoughts, but having no room didn’t mean he truly had no opinions.

The staff member from the bond exchange market was actually not much different from him internally right now. Even though he was a professionally trained salesperson, after hearing this content, he too wanted to complain but didn’t know how to complain.

This whole thing just felt weird everywhere.

"Sir, this isn’t something I can decide. I need to ask our supervisor..."

The Church of Light’s senior cleric nodded, indicating the other could do as they pleased.

Anyone who could receive him must have pretty high status, but no matter how high their status, they were still working for someone. Some things needed the boss to confirm.

He could understand that.

Just like him—one of the top-tier powerhouses in the Church of Light—but standing here, didn’t many things still need to be relayed back for everyone to discuss together?

This involved a massive sum of 20 million gold coins!

Even consulting with the dragons would be possible.

The salesperson who left the room, whose somewhat stiff smile had long since faded, quickly walked toward another office in the corner after confirming the door was closed.

As soon as he entered, he saw several others like him who’d been receiving clients for only a short while also present in this office.

The supervisor looked up. The salesperson was just about to speak when the supervisor said, "You’re handling the senior cleric from the Church of Light, so is his purpose also to build roads or bridges? With the Church of Light’s financial resources and capabilities, that doesn’t seem necessary, does it?"

"Roads? Bridges?" The salesperson was stunned. "No, no, they don’t want to build roads or bridges."

As soon as he said this, the supervisor immediately perked up. Just as he was about to ask something, the salesperson said, "They want to make small-scale renovations to all Church of Light cathedrals across the continent."

The supervisor paused, then breathed a sigh of relief. Oh, just small-scale renovations—that shouldn’t take too long before they officially start operating.

However, before his voice fell, the salesperson directly interrupted his fantasy: "The Church of Light wants to borrow 20 million gold coins. They want to remodel them into schools and teach people to read and write for free."

???

The supervisor was dumbfounded.

Had all these churches gone crazy today?

Why were they all running here one after another, all doing such strange things?

The ones earlier building roads and bridges could at least stop people and charge some fees or whatever, but what could you collect from free schools?

Their future faith?

What if while learning they became enemies instead?

Not everyone was suited for learning.

The supervisor’s imagination ran wild, his mind constantly flashing with all sorts of ideas.

"Forget it. Analyze it according to normal procedures. Whatever interest rate is appropriate for lending, that’s what it’ll be. We’ll take on this project."

The supervisor was silent for quite a while before speaking.

For some reason, he felt like something big must have happened yesterday that he didn’t know about.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t very familiar with these people handling business, otherwise he’d definitely explore more, or even observe closely.

After notifying all these salespeople, the supervisor hesitated for a moment, then used the Magic Net to connect with Nidhogg. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Sir, I don’t know why, but today many churches came here applying for bonds. The reasons for their applications are all over the place—some want to build roads, some want to build bridges, and others want to build schools and hospitals. I feel like something’s unusual. It’s very strange."

The supervisor quickly explained today’s situation, then said, "What do you think—should we make some adjustments for them, like higher interest rates or something? Or should we just reject these projects directly?"

"Why would we refuse?" Nidhogg didn’t hesitate at all. No matter what happened, their markets all needed to operate by the rules. They couldn’t refuse just because clients gave bizarre reasons—at most, they could raise interest rates a bit due to those bizarre reasons.

Moreover, Nidhogg had a vague guess that the reason this situation appeared might actually be connected to the Church of Technology or even the God of Technology.

Listening to the supervisor describe the projects these churches planned to complete, they were all among the most important elements of the magic-tech industrial era that Viscount Roster had mentioned.

However, he still didn’t quite understand—why, why would all these churches cooperate like this?