Damn Necromancer

Chapter 410: Lottery

As the Q&A progressed, the eyes of people all over the world changed from astonishment to desire, and then to a desperate urgency.

It was the only lifeboat and Noah's Ark they could transfer to from the slowly sinking ship called Earth, sinking due to the Shadow Cult's terrorism, gate explosions, and food shortages.

Q: If I want to bring my family or pets after moving into the mothership, what should I do?

[Mary: The move-in ticket is basically one per person, but we are applying very generous standards for pets that can accompany you! Also, there is a system prepared to add up family points to move to a larger area, so we encourage the whole family to cultivate devout faith toward the Master together!]

Q: The standard of F-rank faith is too vague. How is it measured?

[Mary: When you think of the Master's name, Kim Minwoo, if you feel faith in a corner of your heart, you have already passed F-rank! The system is scanning your brainwaves and soul frequencies in real-time, so false faith is forbidden!]

[Q: No matter how the mothership is 150km, it won't be able to accommodate the entire 8 billion population of Earth, right? Exactly how many people can move in?]

A sharp question piercing the core.

The whole world held its breath and focused on the screen.

No matter how spacious, a capacity limit would eventually exist.

What mattered most was what the probability of them winning was.

[Mary: That is a sharp question! This mothership has Megacorp's multidimensional expansion technology applied, so the inside is much vaster than it appears on the outside. However, our Master does not have the slightest intention of cramming you into a cramped chicken coop. Under the premise of guaranteeing a top-grade private suite of at least 20 pyeong per person and a pleasant infrastructure, the capacity of the 1st residential area is up to about 100 million people!]

"1, 100 million people?!"

"More than twice the entire population of South Korea can fit in and there's still room left? We even get to use 20 pyeong all to ourselves?!"

[Mary: For your reference, even if we convert the Faith Points you offer into power, it wouldn't even cover 1/100th of the maintenance cost of this mothership and the food expenses for 100 million people. In short, this means it is a thorough loss-making business from the Death Lord's perspective! The lower class of the 4 great megacorps in Galaxy beyond space are living like hell at this very moment, sucking on tube-type sludge in slums without a single ray of light. Compared to them, you are enjoying the greatest luxury in the universe for the sole reason of being residents of the Death Lord's home planet. So just press the lottery button with a grateful heart!]

Mary's answer was heavy.

A loss-making business that doesn't even cover maintenance costs.

To think he is a Necromancer who generously donates a space-level battleship merely for the water quality management and welfare of his hometown people.

Of course, this was half-truth and clever gaslighting.

He wasn't picking all 100 million people as F-ranks.

It was merely that the number of F-ranks was large within the population size.

Certainly, looking only at the paltry F-rank faith offered by 100 million Earthlings right now, it is an astronomical loss.

But think about it.

If they left a hellish planet where monsters pop out from all directions and prices skyrocket, and got to enjoy top-grade room service and comfort 24 hours a day inside the perfect defensive shield of a Mythical-rank mothership?

Experiencing overwhelming grace on their skin every day, their faith couldn't help but rise.

Their belief would inevitably deepen even if just for the Faith Points to use inside the battleship.

The shallow curiosity and belief that was F-rank would soar vertically to D-rank and C-rank as they became immersed in mothership life, and there was a 100% probability that fanatics who would willingly lay down their lives for the Death Lord would spring up everywhere before long.

As the faith rank rises, the amount of points spewed out is amplified exponentially.

Ultimately, the moment it passes a certain critical point, a turnaround to a surplus where the Faith Points extracted from 100 million people far exceed the mothership's maintenance costs would be achieved.

Mary cleverly left out exactly that explosive future value, emphasized only the immediate deficit, and slammed a sense of indebtedness and blind emotion into the Earthlings simultaneously.

An amazing capitalistic deception that wasn't a complete lie, but wasn't the perfect truth either.

[Mary: Everyone, I emphasize once again, the Death Lord is benevolent. However, space is not infinite. Accordingly, it has been decided to distribute the move-in tickets for the total 100 million people of the 1st residential area by dividing them into three stages as follows!]

[Mothership 'Mary' Move-in Schedule Revealed]

1st Lottery: 20 million people. (Immediate move-in)

2nd Lottery: 30 million people. (After stabilization of 1st residency)

3rd Lottery: 50 million people. (Final confirmation)

"What? It's not 100 million people at once?!"

Mary's announcement was exquisite.

If they took all 100 million people at once, the relief of winning would bring about a laziness in faith, but dividing the rounds like this would light a fire in the eyes of those who failed.

Watching the flashy paradise vlogs posted by the 1st round winners, how desperately would the remaining people pray to win the 2nd and 3rd round lottery tickets?

This was a super-massive faith amplification promotion collaborated by the Necromancer Kim Minwoo, who stood at the apex of capitalism, and the AI Mary, who perfectly understood his ideology.

A few days later.

The move-in of the 1st round's 20 million people began. Countless vlogs were uploaded.

[Exclusive] The real review of the 1st day of moving into the mothership by an unawakened office worker in his 30s! (Views: 2.58 billion times)

Among the flashy reviews of famous YouTubers and VIPs, what stimulated the tear ducts of the 5 billion unawakened people around the world was the vlog of an ordinary office worker in his 30s who had never turned on a broadcast in his life.

Out of Earth's population, Awakened numbered approximately 3 billion.

The remaining 5 billion were unawakened people living without finding their awakening conditions.

In this bleak apocalyptic era where gates burst and the Shadow Cult wreaked havoc, the powerless unawakened were accessories propping up the Hunters and the loser line of society who didn't know when they would die.

However, the lottery of the mothership Mary was thoroughly fair.

Only faith alone was enough.

"Uh…… Ah, ah. Can you hear the mic? Um, where should I look for the camera?"

As the screen turned on, a man with a bushy beard shadow and dark circles hanging down to his chin stuttered and opened his mouth.

His expression sitting in the middle of a top-grade marble suite with a 5-meter-high ceiling was bewilderment itself.

"Hello. I'm Park Jihoon, a 32-year-old eternal deputy who almost got torn to death by a monster while working overtime at an SME in the Guro Industrial Complex until just a few days ago. Yes, I'm an unawakened."

He awkwardly scratched the back of his head while checking his surroundings.

"The reason I suddenly turned this on even though I'm not a YouTuber is……. I was unpacking earlier, and that skeleton maid came in and said she'd give me 10,000 points if I turned on the camera for 10 minutes and shared my thoughts……."

His appearance, experiencing pupil earthquakes out of fluster, was an unpretentious reality itself.

All of this was Mary's perfect plan to put forward an unawakened as a model and light a fire in the hearts of Earthlings.

"Anyway…… um, do you want to see my room? Outside the window is a hologram, but it looks like a real ocean. The air is so good too."

Park Jihoon carefully brought up a hologram interface in the empty air.

[Current Faith Points: 1,500P / Faith Rank: D]

Such figures were shining on that hologram interface.

"On Earth, I always walked around with my head bowed, trying to read the moods of Awakened deputies and section chiefs. But it's different here. Money is not needed. You just pray to Kim Minwoo…… no, the great Death Lord in your heart with sincerity, and the system scans your soul and gives you Faith Points."

He swallowed dry saliva and brought up the room service menu. It was lined with luxury items, from top-grade Hanwoo steak to a massage chair incorporating Megacorp's technological prowess.

"Just while breathing, if you say 'Ah, thank you for saving me,' 10 points come in. Right now outside, a piece of bread is 30,000 won because of the Shadow terrorism, right? Here, this top-grade steak is only 100 points. If you wake up in the morning, shed a little tear, and pray intensely for just 10 minutes, you can cut steak. You can also eat food like um…… lobster, which you couldn't even dream of on Earth."

Park Jihoon's voice gradually changed into a tearful one.

"On top of that…… they say they give discounts if your faith rank goes up. I was so thankful I won the lottery yesterday that I cried profusely and did 108 bows, you see? Then they gave me a 20% discount on all items saying I was promoted to D-rank. Awakened? Hunter abilities are completely useless here. If your faith is F-rank…… I'm sorry, but even if you're an S-rank Hunter outside, you can't eat better than a D-rank unawakened like me. Really."

Having finished speaking, Park Jihoon carefully pierced the lobster served on a silver platter with a fork and took a bite.

In an instant, thick tears streamed down from his eyes.

"Wow…… this is really delicious……. Uh, Team Leader Kim. Are you perhaps watching? I'm not going back. I'll bury my bones here for the rest of my life. Long live the Lord……!"

The chat windows of netizens all over the world watching the video exploded to the point where the servers crashed.

―Heo…… Unawakened get treated like humans too? No, if your faith is high, the benefits are better than Awakened?!

―Wow sh*t, is it real that Deputy Park, who was eating cup ramen and working overtime with me until yesterday, is cutting lobster on a mothership and declaring his resignation;;

―If you pray to earn points and buy food with that, isn't that just a religion-based universal basic income? The system is totally OP, seriously lololol

―I'm out here covered in monster blood as an A-rank Hunter getting a rat-tail sized daily wage right now…… watching that video gives me a hard reality hit. Me too, a lottery ticket please!!

The unawakened literally had their eyes roll back as if they had found a savior and began offering prayers with the momentum to lick Kim Minwoo's photo, and even the Awakened who had been rolling outside risking their lives drooled at that overwhelming comfort and welfare.

A wicked and perfect system that smashed the inequality of Earth, which was persecuted by the talent gap, in a single breath, and reorganized classes solely with the new standard of faith toward him.

"Mary noona!! When is the 2nd lottery!! From today on, I will skip meals and only bow to the Lord's portrait!!"

"My faith was F but starting today I'm shaving my head and carving a statue of Minwoo hyung-nim, please!!"

Scarcity creates value, and the naive deputy's review broadcasted raw and live amplified that value into maddened faith.

Lying on the captain's seat, watching the faith point graph soaring vertically in real-time, Kim Minwoo crunched on popcorn and smiled with a pik.

"Kya, as expected for sales, these real reviews work best rather than flashy scripted advertisements."

Labor tastes best when others do it, and faith is offered best by the hungry and desperate guys.

The complete subjugation of Earth.

It was now being perfectly completed with just a few mouse clicks and the false hope called the move-in ticket lottery.

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