I was a charlatan in India

The factory's production capacity is considerable.

If a few more are added, they should be able to catch up with the rate at which the Buddha's light erodes.

Of course, this is also thanks to the previous arduous efforts in isolating the polluted Shenhe River.

Otherwise, as the area of ​​the golden light increases, the energy required to drive it away will naturally rise, and it will be a long time before it can be dealt with.

Furthermore, this is just the beginning.

Whether this can be sustained in the long term, and how to motivate these laborers, are all questions that need to be considered.

Although Shenhe has some management skills, management needs to be adjusted according to the human environment.

Let alone different times and countries, even if you switch companies, the old methods might not work.

However, since things were initially looking good, Varanasi quickly set up four ascetic factories.

One family each in the east, west, south, and north.

Other religious groups had reservations, as this behavior was very close to recruiting believers, which was considered tantamount to stealing business from other religious groups.

But this ascetic factory was not a place for sacrifices or offerings, so they couldn't find a pretext to cause trouble for a while.

After a little more probing, and discovering that the boss was young master Suliye, they completely gave up the idea of ​​arguing.

Power is still too useful.

Of course, Surya also paid for the room and board.

Because he had been fleecing Suliye repeatedly, Shenhe had a feeling that he should let him taste some sweetness.

This will encourage him to continue exerting his strength, and even make the fire burn brighter and brighter.

I definitely can't afford to give them superpowers.

But the needs of these spoiled young masters are clearly not limited to this.

"Ugh...no, I can't take it anymore..."

In the dimly lit room, the girl lay panting on the tatami mat.

She feigned distress, trying to satisfy the vanity of the young master she was attached to.

But Surrey could tell that the other person hadn't even blushed.

This trivial matter naturally couldn't be kept from him, who was used to having women on both sides all year round.

broken.

I had heard that overworking could cause problems, but I didn't expect the problems to come so quickly.

Am I supposed to be like those old folks, relying on ointments to keep myself in good shape at such a young age?

Tonic!

This kind of trouble is naturally easy to understand for Shenhe, who often spyes on believers.

Wow, proactively seeking out the needs of believers—that's so thoughtful. Can other gods do that?

Before he knew it, Shenhe had begun to find joy in being a good god.

Clearly, he was becoming increasingly corrupted by his followers.

And you know what? Surrey's troubles are actually quite inexpensive to be relieved of.

From the perspective of modern medicine, these problems can be categorized into three main aspects: psychological, physiological, and pharmacological.

If we disregard the possibility of poisoning, then only psychological and physiological factors remain.

The former is nothing more than high pressure, self-doubt, or distorted hobbies, while the latter is due to insufficient blood supply.

Yes, don't believe in witchcraft theories about kidney or liver deficiency; biology isn't that far-fetched.

This is essentially a very crude issue; it's simply a matter of insufficient blood or blood not reaching the recipient.

This is a general way of understanding it.

The fact that out of all the methods throughout history, the best-selling one is still the little blue pill speaks volumes.

Of course, physical problems often lead to psychological issues, such as self-doubt, thus creating a vicious cycle.

Therefore, the solution is simply to improve the blood supply and provide more encouragement.

Oh right, there's also the habitual way of releasing the brakes, that's muscle memory.

However, changing this through blessing is incredibly cheap.

Shenhe attempted to bestow blessings, only to find that the amount of ascetic energy required was less than that required by Surya.

In short, less than ten centimeters of arduous training was enough to help Surya regain his former glory.

a piece of cake.

For most people, this is no small matter!

With this skill alone, let alone in ancient India, even in modern times, he would be considered a master of traditional Chinese medicine!

Shenhe had a feeling that if this thing were promoted, it would definitely attract a large number of believers!

Let's experiment with Surrey first and see how effective it is.

late at night.

Surrey awoke from his bed, feeling somewhat weary and annoyed.

This can't go on any longer.

But faced with those soft and fragrant things, he really couldn't resist.

I always think about indulging myself one last time, promising to control myself afterwards, and then it happens again and again, in a never-ending cycle...

suddenly.

The call of the heavens rang in my ears.

"Suriye, come to me."

Shenhe originally wanted him to speak up himself.

But when Surya put on his pajamas and sat casually in front of the linga, he didn't mention the matter at all.

He actually respects Da Tian quite a bit.

Being carefree is just a personal habit, not an attitude.

Shenhe waited for a while, and seeing that Suliye really didn't intend to speak, he had no choice but to take the initiative to guide her.

"Sullier, do you know what's most important for someone to achieve extraordinary status?"

Upon hearing the word "extraordinary," Surrey perked up and immediately sat up straight.

"I really can't say, Heaven, could you please teach me?"

This tone made Shenhe somewhat doubt his piety.

Fortunately, God doesn't care... or at least not completely.

Shenhe replied somewhat helplessly, "To bear the power, you first need a healthy body."

"You indulge in pleasure, and your body is already aging at a young age, so we need to address that first."

"Although the power of your arduous cultivation is still insufficient, considering your recent sincere efforts, I will help you improve it ahead of schedule today."

The power of asceticism is not enough to make a hammer.

The ascetic factory that Surrey funded could provide enough energy a day to cure a dozen guys like him.

Not to mention that three more stores are about to be built.

Shenhe River is involved in embezzlement, water pumping, and falsifying accounts.

Of course, since he has the final say, no one can hold him accountable for this.

Unrestrained power is just so awesome!

However, Surieh, who was completely unaware of this, suddenly brightened up.

Improve your health?

So, mine, cough cough, is it...?

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't ask.

As we have always emphasized, Surya is actually quite devout; he's just unreliable.

Asking the heavens about something like this...

Hmm, that's not suitable.

Sigh, I guess I'll have to figure it out myself.

"As you wish..."

Shenhe mobilized the power of his ascetic practices, responding to himself and bestowing blessings.

As the power surged in, Surie gradually felt warmth spreading from her lower back, and soon, a warm current emanated from her.

This warm current was unusually surging, even bringing a slight burning pain, as if tiny thorns were burrowing and spreading through my veins.

This is Shenhe using the power of his ascetic practice to help him clear his blood vessels and alleviate arteriosclerosis.

...To be honest, Shenhe found this operation of using divine power to implement modern medical thinking somewhat strange.

Soon, a feeling of fullness gathered in Surie's lower abdomen, accompanied by a solid sensation, spreading to her limbs.

This is to replenish his blood.

With the support of modern medical theory, the effort required to accomplish these things is negligible.

Because the blood was also drawn from other believers.

The power of asceticism is only used to identify blood type and make minor adjustments; even the blood theft and distribution are handled by Shenhe.

There's no way around it; creating something from nothing is really expensive.

However, in Shenhe's eyes, whose consciousness had been distorted by believers, this practice was harmless.

Yes, donating blood is good for your health.

Soon, Surie felt a surge of energy throughout his body, and even his heartbeat became exceptionally strong.

This, this...

Surrey's eyes widened.

This feeling reminded him of his younger days, when he was so energetic that he could work day and night!

He felt like he could take on seven people in a row right now!

My God! You really understand me!

Suriya was moved to tears!

Sensing Surie's uncontrollable excitement, Shenhe's mind became even more active.

The medical field is damn profitable!

Of course, when it comes to medicine, the most expensive part is always the research and development costs.

If Shenhe hadn't had modern knowledge to support him and had relied solely on arduous cultivation to resolve this matter, the effort would likely have been dozens of times greater.

It's like returning Agni to his mother's womb.

The reason it was so costly was because it was a rather crude command.

Without any theoretical basis, and achieved entirely through arduous practice, it is naturally equivalent to a miracle and is extremely expensive.

What Shenhe did to Suliye was nothing more than maintaining blood vessels, replenishing blood, and eliminating muscle memory from a physical perspective.

From the perspective of the blessing system, this is not a miracle.

Of course, even from Shenhe's modern perspective, this is quite surreal.

It seems that in order to make good use of the blessing system, one's own knowledge as a deity is also very important.

If that's the case... perhaps we can use this as a basis to tap into the needs of the aristocratic circles.

Yes, let's do it that way.

From this moment on, the hellish world of Varanasi has finally begun to unfold.