Whitehead is an ordinary farmer on the planet of Aramis, and he has a harmonious and happy family, a beautiful and faithful wife, the eldest daughter is twelve years old, and the youngest son is seven years old.

If Whitehead is the man he admires the most, it is his godfather, the blue archbishop of the diocese, Ulysses. The Lord Bishop had baptized him, officiated at his father's funeral, and even attended his wedding when he was married, which was a great honor for every Aramis person.

The Whitehead family's farm is a modern farm handed down from his ancestors, with a huge transparent pyramid covering more than thirty hectares. The pyramid is divided into three levels, the lowest level is a large livestock breeding base and pasture growing area, the second level is planted with some vegetables and food crops, and the highest level is a small poultry breeding area.

Inside the transparent pyramid are several agricultural robots that keep crops and livestock healthy. The transparent material of the pyramid absorbs sunlight during the day, and then undergoes a series of scattering actions to illuminate the inside of the pyramid, and at night only a second layer of continuous illumination allows the crops to continue to grow.

It is an amazing biological system that grows harmoniously and feeds the people of this planet.

Li De stood at the edge of the farm, looking at this transparent pyramid curiously, as if it contained the truth of the growth of all things. Although there is also a food self-sufficiency system in the battleship Frost, it is not a complete system like this, and more often than not, it needs to be supplemented with artificial proteins.

The pyramid system consists of a cycle from plants to animals, with plants providing food for livestock and animal excrement providing nutrients for plants. Whenever the animals grew strong, Whitehead took the animals and fruits they needed, and gave the remaining plant rhizomes to the animals as fodder, continuing the cycle.

"This is how souls are created!" Goth suddenly said, "In countless life cycles, only a very small number of species can have souls. This is the peculiarity of the soul. And the cycle of life is also a process of continuous regeneration and circulation of the soul, and it is also a process of evolution. ”

Li De felt it, and seemed to have something in common, but he didn't seem to grasp the point.

The wind gently blew across his face. Having spent so much time in space that Li De almost forgot about the existence of the wind. And on the planet, the wind is almost everywhere, spreading the breath of life throughout the planet.

Whitehead's eldest daughter has returned from the church, and she is currently studying at the church's school, with her future dream of becoming a temple maid. Give your all for the church.

The little girl looked at Li De at the edge of the farm curiously, a pair of innocent big eyes blinked and her small mouth pursed, and she didn't know why this alien kept staring at her farm.

The little girl's younger brother heard the sound of his sister's school bus landing and ran out of the house to see his sister in excitement. Next year, the little boy will go to school, and although his father wants him to inherit the farm, the little boy seems to be more interested in paladins or something.

Seeing his sister standing beside the alien, the little boy walked up silently. took my sister's hand and stood beside my sister obediently.

"Jerry, who is this man?" My sister asked.

"It was the bishop's grandfather who brought it home, saying that he was a lost lamb. To stay in our house for a while. Mom didn't seem to like him very much, but Dad agreed to the Bishop, so he stayed in the basement of our house. They said...... "The little boy began to speak as if he could not close the conversation."

The little girl took her brother's hand and walked home. Decided to ignore this strange alien.

Since it was ordered by the bishop's grandfather, he must also be a good person.

Bishop Ulysses rode in his chariot to the headquarters of the Holy See, a huge white castle the size of a small city.

Ulysses was followed by his paladin captain Salisbury. Both of them were dressed in formal attire with serious expressions.

Ulysses wore a gorgeous blue gold-rimmed church robe, a golden episcopal crown on his head, and a golden scepter one meter eight long with a huge sapphire inlaid at the top of the scepter.

Salisbury was dressed in the armor of a paladin, with a holy cross carved with a golden seal on his silver-white armor, a long cross sword at his waist, and his helmet in his hand, and the royal blue cloak was dropped from his shoulders, looking very heroic.

Salisbury still didn't understand the fact that the Bishop was hiding the alien captive. In his opinion, that weak guy was just a fifth-order Skywalker with some ability, and the level of a pilot was also the level of an ordinary paladin pilot, and there was really no reason for Lord Bishop to value it.

I feel unhappy, but Salisbury is still a person who puts the big picture first. Ulysses had already told him that Aramis seemed to have some secrets that none of them could touch, and that a conspiracy that had been brewing for years was about to surface.

Salisbury, a martial artist, did not like to think too complicated things, nor did he like some factional struggles within the Holy See. He only hoped that he would be able to protect his Lord Bishop, and that he would have the opportunity to use his force.

The moment they entered the Holy See, both Ulysses and Salisbury felt a strange energy envelop them. This is the divine energy peculiar to the Holy See, which can cleanse their hearts and calm them here, no matter how chaotic things are.

May we never be so complacent as to ignore the unrighteousness of the world.

May we never be too comfortable in our own homes,

so much so that we forget about those who are homeless.

May we never take freedom for granted,

so that they forget about those who are not free.

May we never accept authority indiscriminately,

without examining whether it is just.

May we never forget to use our voices, our time and our energies,

Making the world we live in a better place.

May we never lose hope, and always hope that things will be better.

And we should always make it better. ”

Salisbury meditated on the words of prayer in his heart.

The hovercar was parked on a lawn in the middle of the Holy See. There were already several other hovercars parked on the lawn.

Ulysses stepped out of the hovercar and saw a man in a red bishop's salute approaching across the street.

"Lattimore!" Ulysses took the initiative to greet him, "You old fellow, why do you look bad?" ”

Lattimore is a cardinal, and like Ulysses, he is in charge of three dioceses, and usually has a good personal relationship with Ulysses.

"Ulysses, you're finally back! Do you know who has helped you with the affairs of your parish for these three months? Lattimore said with a dark face.

"Don't keep saying that, old man! It's not easy for me on the front line! Ulysses stepped forward and hugged Lattimore.

"You slick old boy, I don't know you yet? What good things did you bring with you this time? Lattimore smiled slyly on his wrinkled face.

"Hahaha! I'll invite you to drink later, and I'm going to see the Pope again. ”

"There's someone in there! A few minutes before you. ”

"Oh?" Ulysses looked at the hovercar parked next to him, "Yellow? ”

"That's right, Vincent is early, you probably have to wait an hour or two!"

"Haha! That guy takes so long every time he reports on his job, I really don't know where he talks so much. ”

"They are representatives of the radical faction, and sooner or later we old bones will have to be replaced by them!"

"Hahaha!"

The two bishops, one red and one basket, greeted each other peacefully on the lawn in the front yard of the Holy See, just like two old men who met in a morning exercise.

In a room deep in the Holy See, His Majesty Pope Alamis, the supreme power holder of the planet Alamis, the highest figure in the entire church, and the spokesman of God in this world, was chatting warmly with a middle-aged man in a yellow robe.

"There has been some fierce reaction within the diocese, and I have already let the Paladins deal with it."

"Well, I hope I can better fulfill God's instructions this time."

"I will do my best, His Holiness the Pope. However, several other bishops seem to be ......" (to be continued......