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Chapter 10 How do you have the mood to play

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Of course, since this sucker insisted on the most vigorous marketing campaign, Manager Boer also pulled out his strongest plan, the "One-Day Advertising Package."

This marketing plan was vastly different from traditional advertising methods!

Firstly, it would enlist excellent painters from other worlds... since there were hardly any notable painters in this world. In fact, in most worlds, art was regarded by the gods as a frivolous pastime with no real purpose, largely because there was no deity corresponding to "happiness" in this era. Positive deities didn't exist, so this emotion was useless to the known gods.

More tolerant deities didn't much care about these things. But the more extreme ones were different; to prevent their followers from indulging in various "irresponsible" and "foolish" pastimes, they viewed these activities as their nemesis. In worlds dominated by such extreme deities, the likes of art were absolutely forbidden.

They were distractions that led to negligence.

"Have you finished stoking the boiler today, and now you're going to paint?

Your labor value hasn't been calculated yet!

With so much surplus value, how can you even think of playing around?"

Although the Grey World hadn't reached this state, it was far from a relaxed world where everyone could just slack off together... Thirty percent of the world's total profit stemmed from the mining industry, and one industry alone sufficed to spawn many oppressed commoners, leading to a rather barren and scarce development of their spirit.

Thus, for painting, the plan would hire excellent painters from other worlds (with the level of primary school students) to do the artwork. The subjects of the paintings were naturally the values promoted by the Sacrifice Church and the martyrs themselves.

The first step was to hire one or several exceptional painters.

Then, the second step was for the printing media companies to mass-produce these artworks, enlarging and reducing them. They would be displayed on posters hung on walls or plastered on the bodies of steam-powered vehicles for mobile exhibitions.

At the same time, the newspapers' front pages would devote the largest section to the Sacrifice Church, where professional bullshitters were invited to babble meaninglessly in lengthy propaganda articles. These newspapers would then be printed in large quantities and quickly sold out at low prices.

Of course, many of the lower classes were illiterate. They were also the ones most easily converted into believers by the church. Ignorance meant blindly swallowing whatever was fed to them, but even if they couldn't read the text, they could always understand pictures.

Up to this point, the campaign was still within the realms of traditional advertising.

But the third step was different.

The so-called "One-Day Advertising" campaign's most expensive component involved hiring a Grand Magician or several high-level mages from other worlds.

The type of mage required for this job wasn't one who was just adept at hurling fireballs or even bigger fireballs—in fact, his spells were mainly used in production and everyday life and were quite "magical"!

He was a Transmutation Mage—a different breed of mage.

For example, enchanting these printed materials so that, as soon as people picked them up, the text and images would "come to life" and emit "sounds"!

This turned the prints into a self-narrating medium!

Even the posters on the walls and exhibition paintings on steam vehicles would be enchanted in the same manner, enabling even two-dimensional characters to temporarily come to life!

By bombarding the common folk with a massive amount of information in this way, they could achieve the expected massive returns!

And the amount of money needed to hire such a Transmutation Grand Magician, as well as the team of high-level mages he led, was immeasurable!

However, the preparations for this project must be done many days in advance so that on Sunday, a large number of believers can rush to the church at the first opportunity to attend the lecture.

When the staff of Today Printing Company began implementing the plan, they also swore to the Sacrifice Devotees that by the time your deity arrived to start the lecture, that day, your church would definitely be packed full.

Manager Boer took out a piece of paper from his office drawer, prepared all sorts of "magic materials" according to the magic circuit on it.

This was actually a "mailing array," capable of transmitting only simple, fixed information and small items, for after all, Grey World was not a world of magic, and to attract the favor of magic, one must prepare various advanced and expensive casting materials.

If it were a high-level mage, they could easily cast "inter-world mailing" spells without needing such a plethora of materials.

After that, Manager Boer began to personally use the mechanical typewriter next to him.

He had only just started working when his subordinates suddenly found him...

"Another church hopes for our advertisement and sponsorship?"

Manager Boer frowned, thought carefully, and realized that recently, none of the major churches in Grey World should have any advertising arrangements, so he asked, "Which church is it?"

Employee: "It's the Fictional Church."

What's the Fictional Church?" Manager Boer's face was full of confusion. The employee informed him that it was a church that had just appeared yesterday, seemingly a new deity who came here and temporarily formed a new church with a few spokespeople in this world.

"Ah, so a new deity has graced this place. Normally, I would be happy to have a pleasant discussion with his representatives, but now, I still have work to busy myself with. No choice, the Sacrifice Church has given too much money."

"The person said they know you… just last month, you had just concluded a deal with them." The employee's expression was somewhat odd, and Manager Boer's expression also grew strange; when he heard the other party's name, his face trembled violently, his hand almost slapping down on the typewriter.

"Didn't that guy take out a death loan? He's not dead?"

This was surprising; how could the God of Death let someone who took out a death loan go? This baffled Manager Boer, but there was no need to overthink incomprehensible matters, especially since the person now claimed to represent the God of Fiction...

"He's been favored by a new deity? The guy really is lucky! Why don't I have such luck, poor me who has come this far relying solely on my own efforts, and the family business."

Manager Boer's tone was slightly sour, for after all, to indulge in a death loan and then not die, but instead become a Favored of another deity? Such a thing... truly enviable, since God's Favored is not just any ordinary believer.

"Alright, I'll go see him, have him drink some coffee and wait for a while," Manager Boer decided to meet the young man, and he did not forget to have the employee relay a message:

"First, state some premises, though I'm quite willing to meet with him, as for the matter of advertisement, the Sacrifice Church has given a lot of money for a [One-Day Promotion], as well as a week-long [Extensive Promotion]."

"He should know that during the period of the One-Day Promotion, all promotional content that day will pertain to the Sacrifice Church, and the extensive promotion is the same, within the span of a week, the content related to the Sacrifice Church will take up the front page headlines of major printed materials..."

"So, if he wishes to gain certain advertisement resources for the Fictional Church... there are some marginal spaces remaining on those printed materials; if he can accept that, those spaces will be his."

"As for the cost of advertisement… since it is a visit from a new deity, I'll give a 20 percent discount, as a sign of my sincerity."

Manager Boer finished speaking and began to quickly type out characters on the typewriter.

This message would soon be typed out by him, then, through the magic materials, sent to another world, a world inhabited by many mages, called "Meteor."