I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 157: Chapter 158 Are You Trying to…
 

In the process of handling government affairs, time flew by.

When the first day of May arrived,

Lide habitually received a system prompt.

“Ding~ Blood Clan Ancestor Talent activated, each Bloodline can provide you with 1 character Experience per month. Bloodline count complete, currently possessing 408 Bloodlines, Ancestor Talent provides you with 408 character Experience.”

Payday had arrived~

The first day of each month was undoubtedly the happiest day.

He did not need to do anything to automatically reap Experience.

Calculating, the Ancestor Talent specialization had already provided him with considerable Experience.

Initially, from October, November, December to January, each month provided him with over 200 points, which added up to over 800,

February, March, and April combined provided 1200 points.

The Experience for May would be obtained in June.

In half a year, Lide had gained a total of 2000 Experience, which was free income, purely so.

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Very satisfying.

Moreover, this was just the beginning, the more the Bloodline developed, the greater his gains would be, which was why he was eager to expand the Bloodline.

It was equivalent to increasing his own base salary, absolutely exhilarating.

Delightful

Such pleasure of gaining Experience while sitting at home could not be described by ordinary words.

During this time, both the Crimson Mage Tower and the Bloodline were growing, and his Level was about to advance.

Lide Kachar

Race: Bloodline (Ancestor)

Legend Level: 5 (+1) Renowned, with a Legend Level of 6 in the underworld.

Level: Mage lv12 (6833/8000), Warrior lv5

Magic Power: 775/775

Talent Specialization: ….

Race Specialization: ….

Spells: …..

It had been months since the last Level increase, which occurred due to the establishment of the Dawn Sect, giving him a massive increase in Experience to reach Level 12.

Apprentice recruitment at the Crimson Mage Tower, the growth of the Bloodline count, all were increasing his Experience. The system prompts had been too frequent and granted only small additions, so Lide had long since blocked them.

After months of accumulation, he was just two to three hundred Experience points shy of reaching Level 13, which was a step closer to Level 15…

Master of the Crimson Mage Tower—Great Mage Lide Kachar, tsk tsk tsk, he was very satisfied with this title.

Of course, the growth in Experience was secondary, what truly excited Lide was

that after nearly half a year of preaching, the Dawn Sect had finally undergone significant changes.

Dawn Sect: Dawn God—Lide Kachar (Fake God)

Divine Arts: 0

Divine Position: Bloodline, Blood

Doctrine: Persevere endlessly, strive tenaciously, unite as one, fearless, love family and country.

Total Temples: 1

Number of Believers: Fanatical Believer 1, Devout Believer 138, Believer 589, Pan Believer 3567

Power of Faith: 630 points

Current potential Profession—Dawn Priest (requires 200 points of Power of Faith)

Dawn Temple Clergy: Bishop Priest—Emi Kachar

The two new attributes, Divine Position and Doctrine, on the panel were unlocked after the number of believers reached one hundred.

Undoubtedly, the achievements Emi had made in the past few months were remarkable; the number of believers in the Dawn Sect had skyrocketed countless times.

Considering the more than three thousand believers against a population of over nine thousand might not seem much, but that’s not the right comparison to make.

In the Glory World, almost all civilians have their own divine they believe in, and many of them are deeply devout.

Thus, the ministry of the Dawn Sect was essentially competing with other divines for believers, with the vast majority of its believers having converted from other divines.

Thus, this data was already considered very impressive.

It was only possible in the isolated Dawn City; otherwise, such large-scale poaching of believers would immediately alert other sects.

But in Dawn City, it didn’t matter—all was under Lide’s control.

Moreover, better to keep the water in one’s own rice paddy—whether these believers worshiped other divines or the Dawn Sect, their doctrine was filled with positive, uplifting messages.

Much better than those of the illusions preached by other sects.

What excited Lide the most about the expansion of the Dawn Sect wasn’t anything other than the fact that, after such a long time, he had finally gathered enough Power of Faith.

He had never forgotten that the Power of Faith could enable civilians to convert and become priests of the Dawn Sect.

Priests, oh! This profession was exclusive to the temple, and now he was about to own this professional system, which signified too much.

It might not seem apparent now, but Lide had a premonition that the priests of the Dawn Sect would definitely hold an important position in Dawn City in the future.

However, for now, merely six hundred Power of Faith could only transform three priests, which was still pitifully few.

It wasn’t even enough to form a squad of ten, let alone a Priest Army.

But regardless, it was a step forward.

The Dawn Sect’s birth and growth were full of coincidences, and even Lide hadn’t anticipated that he would somehow end up having a sect of his own, worshipped by thousands of believers.

Life really was miraculous.

Shaking his head, Lide walked out of the office toward the Dawn Church.

Exiting City Hall, four Bloodline guards immediately followed him.

Although there was no need to worry about safety in Dawn City, having guards was a symbol of status; as the Bloodline Ancestor, Lord of Dawn, and Divine of Dawn, it would be too shameless not to have protection.

This was arranged by Harrison, and Lide, unable to refuse, had agreed to it.

Stepping out of City Hall, he saw the bustling streets.

The ground, paved with bluestone, was clean, and even the mud in the crevices was swept away by the logistics team.

The faces in the crowd were mostly Central Europeans, with their high nose bridges and blue eyes.

Most people wore clothes of white and gray, predominantly made of linen.

Only a few could afford better cotton garments.

A clear exotic charm.

Lide turned his head slightly; a few children were playing by the street, their smiling faces making it easy to forget one’s worries.

A middle-aged man, drenched in sweat and full of rage, walked over, grabbed one mischievous boy, and began to scold him; clearly, the boy had gotten into trouble again.

The crowd moved casually, chatting and laughing; the sparkle in their eyes wasn’t something the over-million-population city of Green City had.

As residents passed by Lide, their eyes were filled with respect and gratitude.

Many believers of the Dawn Sect quickly took a step back and deeply bowed, chest forward, as if the most devout believers had seen their divine.

With a faint smile on his lips, Lide nodded to the crowd.

From the City Hall to the Dawn Church was only a distance of two to three hundred blades, reaching it within a few minutes.

Though Lide went out every day, his presence still caught the attention of countless people.

It couldn’t be helped—in this city, he was the only master and a divine walking among humans; no one could help but be curious about him.

Even the mere act of looking at him longer felt like an honor.

Lide walked with light steps along the wide avenue that could accommodate seven carriages abreast, until he reached the Dawn Church.

By now, the Dawn Church had completely transformed from when it was first established.

In front of the vast church, a giant stone statue stood with its hands behind its back, towering twelve blades high—it was the most majestic building in Dawn City.

Ordinary people looked like dwarves in front of the statue, and even a One-eyed Giant had to look up.

The statue was lifelike, its expression full of benevolence, as if a noble divine being was watching over the world with kind eyes.

Yet, the imposing aura emitted by the statue also filled one with an inexplicable exhilaration, as if following it could lead to redemption and attain everything desired.

Lide slightly raised his head and could instantly recognize the face of the statue—it was himself.

Lide’s mouth twitched slightly; it was hard to describe the feeling of seeing his own statue erected at the entrance of such a densely populated building, revered by the residents.

He coughed softly to shift his gaze away, looking around the church.

Outside the church, a courtyard wall made of long green stones rose five blades high, and several figures in priest robes were using wooden ladders to carve something on it.

These huge stones were mined by the One-eyed Giants from nearby mountains in Dawn City, and only those with the Ancient Giant Bloodline possessed such great strength.

The believers who came to pray at the church immediately spotted the stationary Lide and their faces lit up with excitement.

“Oh Lord Above, Child of the Dawn, we praise Your glory…”

“My God, Your brilliance guides us forward…”

“Lord Kachar, Your face shines like the midday sun, with overwhelming brilliance…”

Lide looked at the excited crowd, nodding slightly in return, while a strange emotion rose in his heart.

For a soul educated in the modern era, it was indeed odd to see his own believers.

However, being a pragmatist, he would not abandon preaching simply due to a slight discomfort. He was not after the believers themselves, but rather the Power of Faith they could bring.

The Power of Faith, coveted by all divine beings, was too valuable to neglect.

Furthermore, apart from his twenty-word guideline, the doctrine of the Dawn Sect taught people to be good and righteous.

Things like working hard, loving one’s family and Dawn City, being humble and cautious, brave and tenacious, and obeying the law, and so forth.

The entire sect was positive and uplifting, not like those Sects of the Evil God in Glory, who would kill and sack cities at a whim.

Moreover, having faith might not be a bad thing in this world, where divine beings truly exist; faith could indeed bring tangible benefits to believers.

Many commoners initially followed divine beings for these benefits, instead of irrationally falling into faith.

All things considered, the benefits outweighed the disadvantages.

Surrounded by the worshipful gaze of the crowd at the church, Lide entered the Dawn Church with graceful strides.

After several months of construction, this church, which had been converted from an abandoned manor, had become the most exquisite building in Dawn City.

Various religious motifs praising the Bloodline and glorifying Lide had been completed, depicting everything from the establishment of Dawn City, to the first human residents arriving, to the development of the city, the subjugation of the One-eyed Giants, and the construction of the Mage Tower, and so on.

All of Lide’s achievements were clearly recorded on the walls.

Each of the reliefs was filled with a stunning, grandiose luminescence.

Lide felt a bit embarrassed seeing this, I hadn’t realized, and before I knew it, I had become a Savior God, which is really quite embarrassing.

My political science teacher, I’m sorry, I was also a staunch follower of Marx, but the enemy was too cunning, and without realizing, I ended up becoming the enemy’s leader…

Upon hearing of Lide’s arrival, Emi hurriedly came out to greet him.

Emi had now been officially appointed by Lide as the Lord Bishop of the Dawn Sect, responsible for managing the Sect and preaching in his absence.

Of course, he now had little interest and time to manage this emerging Sect.

Such professional matters should still be left to the professionals.

“Good day, Ancestor Crown.”

“Good day, Emi. The devout believers you were to keep an eye on, those suited to transition to becoming Spellcasters, have you found them?”

Upon hearing this, Emi nodded. Lide had specifically instructed him two months prior, and he naturally dared not forget Lide’s words.

“Ancestor Crown, I have selected ten most suitable believers from thousands to become Priests, all of them possessing the Talent of Spellcasters. Shall I call them here?”

“Of course, I can now transform three commoners into Dawn Priests and bestow upon them the powers of a Spellcaster.”

Emi looked at Lide incredulously.

“Have you already accumulated enough Power of Faith and can deploy it?”

Lide hadn’t discussed this matter in detail with Emi, so she was unaware that he had already activated the attribute panel of the Power of Faith.

“Of course, I already possess that key, go call them over now.”

Lide smiled slightly.

Within the Bloodline, Emi was undoubtedly one of the most knowledgeable and capable among the second generation;

that’s why he confidently entrusted her with managing the two future, inevitably massive departments—the Dawn Sect and the Mage Tower.

“As you wish, the servants have already gone to notify them. Follow me…”

Lide nodded and followed Emi’s steps into the back hall and then upstairs to the second floor of the temple.

“Ancestor Crown, this is the office specifically reserved for you; you just never visited…”

Emi pushed open the most centrally located, largest room.

Lide stepped in, the interior was exquisitely decorated, every arrangement exuded a strong religious essence.

Carved with small statues depicting the Bloodline as the Savior, the walls adorned with colorful reliefs, and religious prayer items placed on oak shelves around the walls—all of it carried a unique religious atmosphere.

This forthright religious ambiance made Lide slightly uncomfortable, but he didn’t say much.

Emi, a Priest who had been in the Knight Temple for decades, knew the temple far better than he could, and since he wouldn’t come often, he thought to let it be however they wanted.

After more chatting together for a while, footsteps were heard outside the door.

“Lord Kachar, Lord Bishop, the individuals have been brought here.”

Hearing the report from the doorway, Lide, sitting behind the white desk, nodded.

“Let them in.”

“As you wish, Your Crown.”

Emi stood beside Lide, watching the door of the room with him.

Tap tap—tap tap—

The sound of footsteps arose.

One, two, three—to ten graceful figures entered the room.

The scent of orchids, the aroma of lavender, and various other feminine fragrances Lide couldn’t identify filled the room.

The ten figures who entered the office were all young, beautiful girls, none probably older than twenty.

The girls wore long pristine priest robes, their shapely figures tightly outlining the robes.

Most impressively, each girl was tall and carried a fine demeanor, seemingly trained in the ways of nobility for a time; even standing still without motion, they exuded grace.

Lide even dared to bet that on Earth, each of these girls could score over 90 points, with no fewer than a troop of admirers.

Turning to glance at Emi, where on earth did this scoundrel find so many beautiful girls?

“Good day, Lord Kachar.”

Ten stunningly beautiful girls curtsied in a noble manner to Lide, their voices chirping like larks in the branches of trees in spring.

Their excitement was palpable.

Even with Lide’s strong heart, the sight made him take a deep breath.

Full of curiosity, he looked towards Emi, “Emi, why are all the Priest candidates of the Dawn Church such beautiful girls?”

A smile crept into Emi’s eyes as he leaned slightly forward, whispering meaningfully by his ear.

“Your Crown Ancestor, they are your most loyal subjects, willing to sacrifice everything for you,”

“Including themselves.”