I, the Lord of God, recruit witches to make money

"Hello everyone, I am Nohara, a new blogger. I am a Qi practitioner. I want to give you some basic knowledge about monsters and ghosts..."

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Destroy this world that cares about breasts.

Shiraishi slept sideways in the shadow of the corridor. He was shocked. It was so different from what he imagined.

He knew that it was not easy for a newbie, and it was beyond imagination to reach such a low level. Not to mention breaking a thousand, at least breaking a hundred.

It was uploaded at ten o'clock, and it turned out to be like this at six o'clock in the afternoon.

They are both men, in what way is he inferior to that video blogger?

It’s almost time to give up on the dream of being a vlogger and just make money.

That’s weird!

How could he give up like that and put on such a disappointed expression just to get them to ask questions.

If they were directly allowed to be on camera, it would either be impossible, or it would be suspected of using the identity of the God Lord to force the other party to do it.

The kind of corporate culture that rushes things to the shelves can easily arouse the resentment of employees. A truly excellent corporate culture is one where employees are willing to share the boss's worries.

There is no such thing as oppression when you are willing to do something that I am willing to do.

But, the floor is so cold.

Shiraishi couldn't help but reflect on his behavior these days, and he tried his best to teach them.

But why did they not come over to ask after lying there for so long?

The three heads quietly retracted.

"The Lord God looks very disappointed." "It seems that the traffic of the video recorded in the morning was very low, which hit him hard. It would be better not to disturb him."

"But dinner is ready."

Komori Chun said weakly that they ate on time, and the meal started at six o'clock.

Kannagi Rin spread his hands and said: "There is no other way. It's up to you to call the Lord God and comfort his fragile heart."

"Eh? Me?" Jun Komori raised his eyebrows and his crimson eyes widened, showing a bit of surprise.

Kannagi Rin said with a serious face: "Of course, three meals are your responsibility, it is up to you to ask the Lord God to get up and eat."

"Well."

Jun Komori's face was a little nervous, and he grabbed his sleeves with both hands, wanting to go but not knowing what to say.

Since the incident with her sister, she rarely speaks, and only speaks occasionally, and her conversation with others does not last more than two or three minutes.

It made her feel stressed by conversations that lasted longer than a minute, let alone the technical task of comforting people.

Miyu Kiryuin saw her dilemma, reached out and patted her shoulder, and said with a smile on her face: "I can't help it, let me call him to eat, and you go back and sit down."

Komori breathed a sigh of relief and said warmly: "Thank you."

…

Boom, the sound of heavy footsteps reached his ears from the corridor. Shiraishi cheered up. Finally, someone came over. Judging from the volume of the footsteps, it was definitely Miyo from Oniryuin.

She is the heaviest among the three girls, and she walks with extra strength.

"Lord God, what are you doing lying here?"

The clear and crisp voice of Miyo Oniryuin drifted over, but her face was invisible. The white color covered everything above her. She chose to squat down and protect her chest with her hands, so that her clear face was exposed to Shiraishi's field of vision. "Here we go." It’s time to eat.”

"I have no appetite." Shiraishi replied pretending to be depressed, "No one watched the video I took, thanks to my careful explanation."

Oniryuin Miya smiled and said: "Kannagi, Komori and I, but from beginning to end, you explained it very well and let us understand the changes in the strength of the spirits.

Those are the people who don’t know the goods, so don’t pay attention to their opinions. "

"You are wrong. No one has expressed any opinions at all. There are not even 20 views. There are no rewards and no one has left a message."

Shiraishi felt really depressed when he thought about the tragic scene in that video. He turned around and faced the scenery in the courtyard.

Kiryuin Mizu felt that the Lord God was just like a child, so she said, "Didn't you say this morning that you should be brave after knowing your shame and don't care about failure?"

"Those are chicken soup for the soul that you tell others."

Shiraishi replied dully.

Oniryuin Mei's sword eyebrows were raised, her almond-shaped eyes darkened, and she forced him back without caring about the identity of the divine master. Her voice was as clear as the clash of swords, "One failure is nothing, stand up and continue.

Children understand the truth, but adults don’t understand it? "

Bai Shi lowered his head and said, "I can't do it alone."

"The Lord God is not alone!"

Miyu Kiryuin slapped her left shoulder with her right hand and shouted loudly: "You still have us here, we will help you!"

"Really?"

Bai Shi quickly raised his head, grabbed her left hand, and said expectantly: "Will you really help me? Uh, no, if you help me take a video, it will delay your practice."

When Miyu Oniryuin heard what he said, she raised her chest boldly and said, "It's only a matter of ten minutes. It doesn't affect anything. Just leave it to me!"

Shiraishi had to move back to avoid being caught in the face. He let go of his hand, stood up with high spirits and said, "Thank you, Kiryuin, I have regained my confidence in making short videos again!"

Miyu Kiryuin blinked, feeling that something was not right, but she couldn't figure it out, so she simply gave up thinking and laughed: "That's what we need, let's work hard together!"

"Well, after dinner later, could you please take a video and repeat the popular science I just said."

Shiraishi Lightspeed arranged the task. He had read the rules of video bloggers. Posting more videos would easily get more traffic. If the video was shot by Kiryuin Miya, he could put a few more tags on it, and the traffic would definitely be more than him.

Oni Ryūin Miya did not hesitate and agreed to help until the end, but she was very strange, "Master God, do you like being a video blogger?"

"I'm not interested. I mainly want to make money. I have no idea of ​​becoming a great up owner."

Shiraishi replied casually.

Oniryuin Mizuo scratched her head and said: "With the strength of the Lord God, it should be easy to receive the order."

"Times have changed. If you look at the monthly sales rankings of Hunting Souls, the top ten guys are either people from Ise Shrine or monks from Sensoji Temple. They monopolize high-end and low-end businesses."

Shiraishi called up the hunter's single volume rankings, "And Nohara Shrine can't even touch the tail of the overall list. We only received one order this month, and we still have ten orders to go before we can reach LV.2.

If I don’t develop some side business, how can I buy a Honda CBR1000RR-R SP? "

Miyu Kiryuin asked doubtfully: "Is that a car?"

"motorcycle."

Shiraishi explained, with a hint of longing on his face, "As a man, it would be so cool to be able to ride such a cool motorcycle along the coastline.

Akira, that shady boss, I helped her handle a lot of orders, but she actually refused to buy them for me, saying that spending 2.783 million yen on that kind of motorcycle was just a fool's errand. "

When he thought of the clothes that woman bought for him, no matter how expensive they were, he didn't even blink an eye, and she even called them a feast for his eyes.

Narcissistic woman! Shiraishi was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "Forget it, don't talk about that woman, I will get angry when I talk about it. I am free now. My initial goal is to buy this motorcycle. You have to work hard."

"It sounds like a demotivating reason, but I will try my best to help the Lord God realize his wish."

Miyo Kiryuin waved her fist, she was still very grateful to Professor Shiraishi for his kindness.