More. He needed more: more followers at his beck and call, more senators on his payroll, more churches for the brainwashed, more money from the unwashed masses, more power. There was no end to what he wanted and what he could get. So long as Jane continued his emotional flailing, his silly chasing after a man who wasn't real in this plane of existence, the gathering of more would never be a challenge.
But one day, Jane would figure it out. With thousands of clues he'd been provided, Jane would finally do the math correctly. Then all would be lost.