After telling them how to use the Internet and encouraging them to use social media, I decided to take my mind off the statue and just watch.

My job as God wasn't to hold the hands of mortals and show them everything they should do, I just wanted to guide them from a distance while I let the Internet spread.

So after my consciousness left the statue, my facial features remained on the statue, but all the colors of the statue disappeared, leaving only the cold white marble in place.

The believers looked at the statue for a few more seconds before gathering around to talk about me and what to do now that the God they had been waiting for had appeared.

Since I had taken the statue as my own, my divine consciousness could see a few hundred meters around the statue, but nothing beyond that.

So even though I wasn't there in person, I was able to hover above them and observe their conversations without them knowing.

"What are we going to do now, Father Robert?" Amber asked.

"As believers in the God of the Internet, nothing could be fairer than to spread the word about the Internet to other people." The old man replied after some thought.

"Even if it wasn't an obligation, I still wanted to teach my son the prayer of the God of the Internet... since he's six now, if he could start learning magic from an early age via the Internet, it might open up an opportunity for him to join the Magic Academy as a student when he gets older." Jay said his thoughts, surprising the other people.

"That is true... with the knowledge of magic that the God of the Internet makes available on the Internet, as long as that knowledge is used wisely, it can change lives." Father Robert commented.

Brianna also realized something. "Not to mention that if my relatives who live in the villages around the city knew how to use the Internet, we could even stay in touch from afar."

After hearing her idea of using the [Carrier Pigeon], the other believers were also surprised at how useful it really was!

The only fear they still had was about the safety of praying to one God so many times in one day.

Even though they had been praying regularly in this church for months, some even for years, they only prayed once a week at most.

And because their prayer never had a goal, they never felt the weakness they feel today when they pray to the God of the Internet.

This weakness caused by prayer made them a little worried about the side effects of prayer.

"Have you realized that we might not be the only believers in the God of the Internet?" Father Robert asked in a serious voice, piquing the interest of the other believers.

"What do you mean?" Amber asked confused.

Turning his book over and showing it to them, the priest explained. "As you can see, there are several other 'publications' or comments in the books that were made a few days ago, and since the Internet God only appeared to us today, this means that there are already people elsewhere who know about the Internet God and pray to him as well."

When they saw this, they realized that they had overlooked this point.

They only noticed that there were other comments on the Internet, but they didn't realize that they might have been made by other people in other places.

When they opened the [Carrier Pigeon], they began to pay attention to how these people talked, what they talked about, and from the way these people acted, they deduced that these people might live somewhere far away from their city, perhaps in a city on the outskirts of the Arcantor Kingdom.

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"How about we ask these people how this prayer fatigue works and if there are any side effects?" Amber suggested, making the group look surprised.

"I think that's a good idea." Father Robert commented. "Amber, can you do the 'post' for us?"

"I think so..." Amber replied a little unsure, but clicked on "post" anyway.

[Hello fellow believers in the God of the Internet, today is my first day on the Internet and I'm having doubts about prayer and the fatigue it causes, can anyone enlighten me on this?] She wrote in the most formal and beautiful way she could think of, even asking other people for tips on how to make her message as polite as possible, and after some consideration, she finally clicked 'Send'.

The problem was that there were no other users on the Internet.

All the posts about [Carrier Pigeon] and the comments on the book chapters were made by me using accounts with fake nicknames.

But when I realized that my early followers believed that these fake accounts were real people, I could take advantage of that to help them clear up some doubts without them knowing it was me.

"Someone replied!" Amber replied excitedly when she saw a bell with a notification [1] in the corner of the screen.

Clicking on the bell, Amber saw the message that appeared.

[LadyBug replied to your message!]

[LadyBug liked your post!]

Clicking on this message updated her post, and Amber saw that there was now a thumbs up icon below the post with a number 1 next to it, indicating that a person liked what she had posted, which made her very happy!

[Ladybug: I had the same doubt as you when I first prayed to the God of the Internet, don't worry, it's normal, the tiredness is really a bit uncomfortable at first, and it can affect you during the day, so the recommended thing is not to use the Internet too much at the beginning of the day, and leave it for the evening, because you can sleep later. But when you wake up, it's as if nothing happened and you can pray again without any problems].

Reading the message aloud, both Amber and the others in the group were relieved to hear this response.

"It looks like this is really what Lord Athenos said." Jay said with a sigh of relief.

Before anyone else could comment, another message appeared in Amber's book.

[CatNoir replied to your post!]

[CatNoir liked your post!]

Seeing that someone else had liked her post and commented back made Amber feel a very pleasant sense of satisfaction in her chest, making her feel very proud to see that yet another person she didn't know had liked something she had said.

[CatNoir: I divide my internet use into one hour in the morning, one hour in the afternoon and three hours in the evening, as the book screen is backlit, you can read at night in the dark as if it were still day!]

Seeing that you could read books even in the dark made the people in the group even more surprised.

Realizing that apparently praying to the God of the Internet wasn't as evil as they had feared, they became more confident about doing it.

So, after chatting some more, everyone went off to do their routines for the day.

Unfortunately, I couldn't keep an eye on them when they left the church, but when they prayed to me and activated the Internet, I could see where they were and what they were doing.

What I was doing was a major invasion of privacy for the levels of my old world, but for this world it was no big deal.

Of course, powerful mages might be able to tell if I was spying on them, since I was only a rank 1 embryonic god.

As my god rank increased and I became stronger, I would be able to hide my presence more easily, to the point where even archmages wouldn't be able to notice me.

After all, this was still a small world, and the maximum power level here was nothing compared to presences in larger worlds.

But since I was still at the lowest power level of a god, it wouldn't be a good idea to antagonize very powerful mages, especially with a god like me who lacked offensive power.

That was one of the main reasons why the gods underestimated the God of Creativity.

Even though I had the power of creation, the fact that I could even create living beings at the lowest power level was already a commendable achievement.

Everything I did was much more expensive than other gods.

If I wanted to make a fireball attack, I would use many times more divine power to make that fireball than a god with a directly related deity.

Just as I had been a jack-of-all-trades and master-of-none in my previous life, learning different areas of game and software development, I had never specialized in any of them.

Me being a god of creativity was exactly the same, I could do everything but nothing as well as the original gods of those things.

But unlike the previous God of Creativity, who suffered from the high cost of doing everything, I had found a great way to deal with this problem.

And when I saw how much divine power I had received on my first day in the mortal world, I had a big smile on my face.

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| Character Status

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| Name: Adrian Innovashine

| Title: God of Creativity, God of Internet

| Level: Embryonic Divinity Rank 1

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| Divine Power: 1,463 / 10,000 -> 1,495 / 10,000 (+32)

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On the first day alone, I had gained 32 Divine Power points, a number that I'm sure was at least among the top of my competitors, but a number that would surely shoot higher as time went on.