The playground is already quite lively.

In the main square facing the gate, a group of adults and children surrounded Shuge, wearing colorful robes, and the melodious sound of the flute first echoed in the square, making people feel refreshed; then cleared their throats, played the sanket, and sang cheerful songs.

Whether it is the flute song or the sanqin song, it is unheard of. Even the most knowledgeable people have never heard of it elsewhere. So not only ordinary people come to listen to it, but also people who look like scholars. Some of them hold a wooden board and use charcoal to write and draw the music score while listening.

There is no concept of "copyright" in this world, but the author of the original work is still protected. If anyone copied other people's books, collected other people's songs, erased the original author's name or even changed it to himself, then the original author does not need to sue him. The god of literature and art and the god of classics will naturally cause trouble for him, and even the god of magic with powerful divine power will punish him - the reason is very simple. The god of magic also contains the part of knowledge, and the respect and protection of knowledge is also part of His teachings.

As for the issue of profit from piracy, with the backward papermaking and printing level in this world, can you make profits by relying on piracy? Just kidding!

But even so, Sui Xiong often received applications from scholars and poets asking the authors of those songs to allow them to perform these works elsewhere.

Of course he did not object to this, but he asked that no matter where he played, he would help promote the playground first.

This requirement is very reasonable and everyone is willing to accept it, so art lovers from afar often travel thousands of miles to their capital after listening to the replica songs, and then arrive at the amusement park from the teleportation array just to listen to the original version of Xiuge.

Not long after, Xiu Ge was drunk one day with Qiao Xiu and Favnier. While lying on a prostitute's bed, he was called by the god of literature and art.

The next morning, he said with great enthusiasm that Mr. Sewarier von Stolovsky Franz was rewarded by the song of the distant song (the God of Literature) for his outstanding contributions in art communication, and is now a high-level adventurer!

When he said this, he glanced at Qiao Xiu with a few glances, not taking this barbarian with no name even written in his eyes.

Qiao Xiu didn't care about him, but after get off work that day, he dragged him to treat him, and he ate his whole month's salary with a meal. He was so distressed that he screamed, but was suppressed by the big barbarian's big hand like a pliers, and had no power to fight back.

Although the high-level minstrel is awesome, Qiao Xiu is a high-level savage. If a minstrel is caught by a savage, what else can there be a good ending?

Favnier, who turned into a human form, was enjoying the service of the two little girls while watching Qiao Xiu collecting the living treasures with a smile. He couldn't help but sigh: "This guy Xiu Ge is indeed very interesting!"

Sui Xiong also met the god of literature and art. The two sides exchanged friendly and friendly exchanges on the form of literature and art, the development of art, the cultivation and protection of artists, and reached a lot of consensus. Although from a fundamental standpoint, they were still at the point of "appreciation" rather than "support", an agreement was finally reached.

According to the agreement, in the future, the God of Literature and Art will arrange for his artists to come here to study, and His believers will come to build a high-end theater and perform various literary and artistic programs in it.

In exchange, Sui Xiong would provide shelter for artists when necessary. As long as he did not commit crimes that would harm the world, no one could capture or kill any artist within the amusement park.

This agreement made the God of Literature and Art very satisfied. As a god of weak divine power, He has always hated himself for lack of force and could not provide power to believers at critical moments. His church is too weak to not even have decent church force.

Let’s take a look at the other god of God’s Books. Although he also has a weak divine power, he has a stable church knights. Although there are not many people, there are still some!

In contrast, although in theory every theater is the temple of the gods of literature and art, He does not even have a stable church, let alone the church knights...

"You are also quite qualified! God, how could you not even have a stable church?" Sui Xiong asked in confusion.

The delicate girl, who was incarnated by the God of Literature, sighed and expressed her difficulties.

Most of the believers of the god of literature and art are artists, and most of them are nobles and adventurers. However, adventurers have no place to live and often wander around. The nobles who are pampered may be willing to pay, but they are unlikely to contribute to the gods.

Although theoretically speaking, if you have money, you can recruit people. Since the rise of the noble God, He has strictly regulated the nobles' support for other churches. Under the constraints of the noble God Church, many churches that originally rely on the support of the nobles to maintain their operations are gradually disintegrating, especially the most severe impact of the literary and artistic gods.

His church originally existed on theaters, but most of these theaters were actually the industries of the nobles, and only a very small number belonged to the church of the gods of literature and art. Under the suppression of the church of the gods of the nobles, the theaters with property rights belonged to the nobles quickly transformed, and then the theaters that originally belonged to the church of the gods of literature and art were also excluded and difficult to maintain, and they had to close their doors one by one.

Not long ago, the last theater belonging to the Church of the God of Literature and Art finally went bankrupt. Although this was not a heavy blow to the faith maintained by the love of art, it was like a catastrophe to the church.

So when Sui Xiong expressed his willingness to provide shelter for the believers of the God of Literature and Art, let them build a theater here and maintain a stable church, the God of Literature and Art was really moved and sighed.

"When He was named God, I helped him... I didn't expect that the end result would be like this..."

The sigh of the God of Literature and Art, Sui Xiong just listened to it. If you want to sigh, the God of Knight sighed. Can He sigh more than the original guardian god of mankind?

But he welcomed the incident of the Church of Literature and Art entering the amusement park with at least seven or eight tentacles.

As for money, one person can’t make it. When the cake is bigger and everyone eats it together, it’s the way to deal with people and things.

Most believers of the god of literature and art are not difficult to get along with. Their versatile arrival will be of great help to enhance the cultural atmosphere of the entire amusement park and will also play a great role in improving the image of the amusement park in the entire civilized world.

So the two gods finally reached an agreement happily, and Sui Xiong also invited the god of literature to stay for a simple meal. Unfortunately, the other party seemed to have something urgent to do and left in a hurry.

But negotiating with another god is not so pleasant.

Koradma, the god of underground caves and underground ruins, also known as "the Lord of Darkness Underground", medium divine power.

This god is not a human, but a black dragon from the ancient times. It lives in a dark cave that no one knows, grows continuously, and finally enters the realm of the gods, kills the cave gods of the previous generation, seizes the clergy of the "underground caves", and claims to be the master of all underground ruins. Over the long years, it established the clergy of "underground ruins". During the establishment of these two clergy, it killed a lot, and caused many bloody storms.

Now, He is the only known god who possesses these two priests, and His power has long surpassed the priests and is a recognized top power among the gods. He has a status close to the gods of various divine systems.

This is a very amazing thing. You should know that among smart creatures, there are many people who like to live underground. But even the most powerful dwarves, there are only "shallow caves, gods of underground exploration and mining" in the divine system. After a slight shot, he did not dare to extend his hand blatantly towards Koradma's sphere of influence.

This god was so happy that he didn't even greet him, and he directly explained his purpose.

"Those deep underground caves and the remains in the caves belong to me." The tall and thin man with black skin, the incarnation of the Black Dragon God, said in a natural tone, "I don't mind you using them for profit from the younger generation, but you must hang my holy emblem in the caves and ruins, and my believers will manage them. Of course, the offerings offered to me are also indispensable."

Sui Xiong was silent for a while and asked, "Since you are the god of caves, you must also know that this underground maze was dug by myself, and the dungeon in the maze was built by myself, and every brick and tile is the fruit of my labor. If you have any objections, why didn't you come to me in the past few years?"

"How could I have an objection?" Koradma raised an eyebrow and asked in confusion, "I'm so glad to see your behavior!"

"Since you have no objection to my behavior of digging underground mazes and building dungeons, why are you jumping out and fighting for it now?" Sui Xiong frowned and said in a deep voice, "It's mine!"

"The caves and remains under the ground belong to me." Koladma said indifferently, "No matter how they come from, it doesn't matter. All the caves and remains are mine."

Sui Xiong took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his chest, and asked, "Even if it was built by another god himself?"

"Of course!" Koradma laughed, "I am still very satisfied with your behavior of showing my glory. I want to commend you..."

Sui Xiong sneered, too lazy to listen to him. With a wave of his tentacles, the space around him rippled like water waves. Koradma's incarnation suddenly seemed like a shell shot from the cannon chamber, and it was bounced out with a bang, and I don't know where it flew.
Chapter completed!