The reception room where Eliot and His Majesty the Pope met was located on the third floor of the Central Cathedral.

Out of the reception room, go up the stairs on the right-hand side, turn left on the fourth floor, and after a few more steps, Lu Chen quickly found the bedroom belonging to the divine envoy Elliot Saville, that is, his own bedroom.

Elliot grew up in the central cathedral and knew the structure of the church inside and out.

As long as he strictly followed the memories of Elliot in his mind, Lu Chen had no possibility of getting lost in this cathedral at all.

It was late at night, and there was no one in the hallway of the church, it seemed quiet, only the oil lamps on the walls on both sides crackled from time to time. by

The oil lamp illuminated not only the road, but also the beautiful oil portraits on the walls—through Eliot's memories, Lu Chen recognized these as portraits of the Holy Church's popes.

However, there is something more noteworthy in the corridor on the fourth floor of the cathedral than these paintings.

It was his own bedroom door.

It is a fine oak door, which stands out from the crowd of ordinary doors in the hallway—not because of the size of the door, but because of the extravagant gold ornamentation on the sandalwood panels of the door, on which a picture of the Holy Spirit is depicted, and an exaggerated old saying: "Worship God with your heart, and God will always help you."

The golden lines on the door, shining in the light of the oil lamp, have a kind of allure that leads people to sin.

Just this extravagant and exquisite wooden door, Lu Chen judged that even if it was placed on the earth, it would definitely be worth a lot!

No matter how much exhortation to frugality may be in the creed of the Church, it is clear that the Holy Church does not want to let its God degrade the Lord: a mere door can reveal the wealth of the Church.

Extravagance and waste, or not! Lu Chen, who was in a noble realm, wrinkled his nose and stretched out his hand to open the door of his house.

In front of him, there was a beautiful and warm bedroom.

The bedroom of the Divine Envoy Elliot Savile is about twenty square meters in size, but the majority of the area is occupied by a large plush double bed with cushions and brocade quilts, and as far as the eye can see, you can see bookshelves crammed with various books, a wide wardrobe with double doors, a set of mahogany writing desks and chairs against the wall, and a huge full-length mirror with gold trim.

The whole bedroom, like the previous living room, is in the same baroque style, which looks luxurious and extravagant.

Living in this kind of room, isn't it clear that you want to corrode Lao Tzu's revolutionary fighting spirit!

Lu Chen snickered and smacked his lips, swaggering into his bedroom.

He looked around, muttered a little, and placed the oil lamp he had received from the Pope on his desk.

- This oil lamp was the first thing he saw when he came into this world, and it was quite memorable, and of course it should be properly kept.

Then, Lu Chen walked in front of the dressing mirror with square steps, and suddenly saw his current body in the mirror-

Eliot Savile had just turned eighteen this year, but he was already terrifyingly mature: the young man in the mirror was full of black hair, emaciated, and dressed in a short robe with black satin and gold embroidered thread over a white shirt;

Looking at himself in the mirror, Lu Chen couldn't help but touch his lower abdomen.

Sure enough, the eight-pack abs that he was proud of on Earth before had long since disappeared with that old skin.

Unexpectedly, Lao Tzu crossed into a bean sprout! Lu Chen sighed at Elliot's thin physique.

He scolded Niang Xipi in his heart, but in his actions, he still couldn't help but feel self-pity in the dressing mirror for a while: to be honest, although the current appearance seems powerless, it has a kind of elegant and easy-going style of filial piety and the like-considering that Eliot is a clergyman, such a weak temperament may be appropriate.

However, to Lu Chen's regret, apart from a good skin, he didn't find any other traverser benefits.

In Lu Chen's cognition, shouldn't the traversers all be the ones who are the eldest and the second of them? You don't see those traversers, they are either hidden outcasts, or terrifying pretending to be the king, or they are lucky people with golden fingers......

No matter which traveler comes to another world, don't they have to shout the sentence "I come, I see, I conquer"?

But the problem is that Lu Chen didn't feel any mysterious power in the slightest—not only did he not know any magic, he didn't have any system, but even the knowledge about this world that Elliot had before was blurred due to the confusion of his memory.

In other words, the current Lu Chen basically has no other resources except for the noble identity of a "divine envoy".

And when he mentioned his identity, Lu Chen almost cried a handful of bitter tears.

When he first arrived in another world and learned that he was the divine envoy of the church, Lu Chen was proud for a long time-

According to the canon, the "oracle" is the supreme leader of the Church alongside the "Pope", and unlike the Pope, who is responsible for managing the day-to-day affairs of the Church, the oracle is the only spokesman for the authority of the Holy Spirit on earth, and his status in the religious sense is only higher!

Lu Chen really didn't expect that he was only a director after working hard in the earth officialdom for decades, and just after crossing over, he would easily become Hong Xiuquan in another world!

But as more memories slowly revived, more knowledge of the "oracle" position surfaced......

The position of this "oracle" turned out to be not as good as he imagined.

Theoretically, it is true that the oracle is the supreme leader of the church, but this is only a theory.

In fact, all the personnel, administrative, financial, and military powers of the Holy Church are now firmly in the hands of successive popes, and the oracles who are the spokesmen of the divine right have nominally led the Church, but in fact only have the ritual role of sprinkling flowers on ceremonies......

If you want to make an analogy on the earth, then this divine envoy is very similar to Emperor Toei, who was emasculated from all power after World War II-

A complete hypocrite, a puppet, and a tool man!

- Actually, it is easy to understand: according to the canon, the successive popes are elected within the Church, and the office of the oracle is succeeded by father and son in the Holy Family of Savile. Because of the difference between these two forms of succession, it is clear that the Church trusts the elected Pope more than the Divinely appointed Pope and is more willing to put real power in the hands of the Pope.

After all, the Pope is elected, so he should not be a retarded idiot, and once the oracle is given actual authority, if the office is accidentally passed into the hands of some imbecile, the Holy Church will be doomed.

Lu Chen sighed and left the mirror.

He should be glad that he was able to escape death and cross over to another world, but the fact that he had crossed over into a religious puppet with no real power made the power-hungry Lu Daguan a little dissatisfied.

After all the crossings, can't you make me a real leader......

Lu Daguan sighed and left the dressing mirror.

On the wall next to it is a glass window, which is locked and should not be opened.

He looked out the window: through the carved glass, he could see the darkness of the night and the lights of the city. In addition to this, there was a cheerful carol faintly heard through the window—

Speaking of which, today seems like Christmas......

Listening to the lively Christmas ballad outside the window, Lu Chen suddenly remembered the holiday wishes the Pope gave him.

Isn't the day of the shot on Earth also Christmas on Earth?

Before and after the crossing, two completely different worlds were actually celebrating the same festival, and this wonderful coincidence made Lu Chen faintly feel a sense of fate.

The envoy was still distracted, but suddenly he heard a knock on the door from behind.

There is also a crisp female voice like a silver bell:

"Master Eliot, are you there?"

Lu Chen hurriedly turned around from the window, patted his clothes, cleared his throat and replied:

"I'm here, come in. ”