"Ah, days like these are so nice~"

"It’s a shame, though. Our time to earn the most merit is running out, and we’re still not strong enough."

Within Brighton City.

After six hundred days of missionary work...

To put it simply, aside from the Blood Hunters and the residents of the main urban district who remained wary of the Dragon God Church, nearly all the commoners in the city had, to some degree, learned of its existence.

Among them, at least half of the impoverished, lower-class commoners had become devout followers of the Dragon God Church.

As for general believers, they were already spread throughout the entire city.

Indeed.

In those six hundred days, He’an and his two companions had actually become the city’s de facto rulers.

After all, to grow the Dragon God Church, how could He’an not make use of the native humans?

Thus, using the Brighton South District as their base, the three of them had secretly trained thirty-seven Apprentice Knights and Warlock Apprentices from within the church, all part of the Transcendent system.

Relying on the power of these ’students,’ the Dragon God Church had secretly brought all of ’Brighton’ under its control.

"Hm? My dear He’an, you’re still not satisfied?"

"Just look at your own rate of advancement! You jumped from Tier One to Tier Five in only six hundred days—that’s a major breakthrough nearly every hundred days. How do you expect us, or the billions of other citizens in the Star Empire, to feel when you say that?"

"Honestly, if it weren’t for the rewards from your Divine Favor, He’an, Commandery Princess Helen and I would’ve found it hard to advance even a single Tier in these past six hundred days!"

"You should give the other citizens of the Empire a break!"

Potter looked at He’an, his gaze a mixture of envy and jealousy.

By this point, Commandery Princess Helen was also thoroughly stunned by He’an’s terrifying rate of advancement.

When He’an first advanced from Tier One to Tier Three in a mere hundred days, it had seemed outrageous. But since it was just the Low Tiers, she could still find ways to console herself.

After all, she herself was a Dragon Descendant who possessed a Dragon Race Bloodline.

After all, as a Tier Two, she could have easily beaten the Tier Three He’an.

But afterward, while He’an’s rate of advancement wasn’t as terrifying as that first time, it was still horrifying when she really thought about it.

After all, the jump from Low Tier to Middle Tier was difficult in and of itself.

Take the Star Empire, for instance. Under normal circumstances, it would take a Tier Three at least five or six years to advance to Tier Four.

Moreover, the mortality rate for the Bloodline infusion ceremony was also extremely frightening.

Even though the Empire had since improved the success rate of the Bloodline infusion ceremony, the mortality rate was still around ten percent.

And while creatures like Demon Beasts could advance continuously, the process took far longer than for humans; going from Tier Three to Tier Four was impossible in under a decade.

Even setting aside the power system of the Oakland Continent, just look at the Karte Professional system. For a Tier Three to advance to Tier Four, one had to clear a Tier-advancement boss battle in an Underground City.

Pass the boss battle, and you would naturally advance.

But if you failed, it meant one word: death.

But then there was He’an!

As a Professional from the Underground Cities, it was one thing that he no longer had to adventure into them to increase his Power after entering this world.

But his rate of advancement in just over a year was enough to make even geniuses and Ascetics feel inadequate.

’So, this is what it means to be one of the Divine Favored?’

For the first time, Helen understood the true worth of being one of the Divine Favored.

After all, in the past year, even she and Potter had only managed to smoothly advance a single Tier because of He’an’s support.

That’s right.

Six hundred days meant that He’an had gone through six of the True Game’s Inference Days.

And the rewards from these Inference Days were nothing short of generous.

Although from He’an’s perspective, his rate of advancement was slowing, the targeted rewards for Civilization Pioneers from each True Game were always substantial.

For instance, the thirty-seven students they had trained were the product of a set of fifty Low-Tier, universal-edition ’Bloodline Potions’ from the Star Empire, which the True Game had awarded to He’an.

As for his other rewards, when tallied up, He’an’s current net worth was comparable to that of some ordinary Tier Seven beings.

Currently, Potter was Tier Two, and Helen was Tier Three.

He’an was the strongest, having already reached Tier Five.

[Character: He’an Freud]

[Race: Human]

[Class: Priest]

[Level: 57 (Tier Five)]

[Skills: 1. Healing Technique; 2. Holy Shield; 3. Magic Retrospection; 4. Holy Prayer; 5. Holy Prayer; 6. Holy Spear Piercing; 7. Holy Shield.]

Judging by his stat panel, although He’an only had seven Skills, every single one was extremely useful.

Of these, he used Holy Prayer the most.

He had used this Skill to help thirty-seven of the forty-two students who accepted the ’Dragon God’s Trial’ successfully emerge as reserve ’Transcendent’.

He even used the Skill to save the lives of the five students who failed.

It could be said that the existence of this Divine Technique was precisely why the Dragon God Church had been able to expand so smoothly across the entire city.

He’an simply rolled his eyes at Potter’s case of sour grapes.

"You say that as if I haven’t shared any Magic Crystals with you."

"Benefiting from my help and still complaining—that’s you to a T."

"Alright, let’s focus on our next move."

He’an looked at the other two, his expression serious.

Hearing this, Potter and Helen immediately nodded in agreement, their faces also turning serious.

"As things stand now, we’ve likely reached our limit for converting believers in Brighton City."