Chapter 171.2: Borrowing Your Thick Skin
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Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game Chapter 171.2: Borrowing Your Thick Skin

Inside the town hall, Yang Qiu, who had temporarily disabled the projection and was presiding in his true form, sipped tea calmly.

Well… If he ever reached the stage where he could legitimize religious factions, he certainly wouldn't decline.

The Chinese indigenous belief of Taoism blossomed from the collective wisdom of the Hundred Schools of Thought; its teachings spreading primarily among the cultured elite from its very inception.

Buddhism, a foreign import, underwent a thousand years of domestication, never quite reaching the zenith of a theocracy, and often found itself at the mercy of the ruling powers of the times.

This led to a somewhat superficial understanding of religious sects among modern Chinese, fostering the belief that any sect, with state backing, could make its way into society.

Yet, Earth's own annals stood as a testament to the contrary, showcasing how, apart from the unique anomaly of Chinese civilization, countless nations had been ground under the heel of religious might…

A world devoid of divine beings and supernatural phenomena where all technological marvels are the fruits of human ingenuity—such is the nature of Earth.

But in a realm where divine beings walked among men and the extraordinary was commonplace, religious factions wielded their power with even fewer restraints.

Why, regardless of a city's economic despair, did its churches always rise as the most magnificent edifices within its walls?

The answer lay in the tripartite division of tax revenues among religious factions, royalty, and nobility, with the common folk receiving scant benefits in return. A city mustered thousands of professional soldiers to fend off bandit raids and employed hundreds of clerks and officials to ensure its smooth operation, while religious members needed to only erect grand cathedrals and maintain a handful of night watchmen to claim their share.

However, such musings were moot in the face of immediate concerns for Yang Qiu.

For Yang Qiu, the prospect of marshaling an army of three thousand

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