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Barranca, who was entertaining himself, was suddenly struck by an inspiration, and a powerful aura was approaching him from the spirit realm.

He jerked his head up into the sky, and a large fish snapped and slammed into his face.

Immediately afterward, a small bag of gray sea salt crystals still sanding with the sediment of the seabed, a small bag of tobacco, a mess of dried fish and seafood crackled down, and in an instant he was buried in a pile of debris filled with the smell of sea water and fish.

Richard jumped down from the spiritual gate in mid-air, took a small piece of pickled dried fish from the grocery pile and threw it into his mouth. He tasted the bitter dried fish made from the inferior sea salt as he ground the sand and stones with his teeth.

Barranca pulled out of a pile of seafood groceries, sucked off the coarse salt in his mouth, and asked, "Did you just come back from the beach?" ”

"Don't say that, that's what they usually eat, but now they don't even have to eat this."

Richard broke the small dried fish in his hand: "Now that there are no fish in the port, does our country's economy really depend on the deformation curse?" ”

“…… No, we still have a lot of extraordinary beings to work on, and it would be nice to let the living corpses and resentful spirits plow the land day and night. I've been thinking of an employment direction for the werewolves these days, and they have the energy to pull the plow and grind during the full moon, don't you think it's perfect? ”

"Genius idea! But won't you still have to rely on the Transfiguration Curse in the short term? ”

Barranca hesitated: "Yes, this is a painful period, but our population is not large, so if we persist for half a year, the first batch of crops with increased production can be harvested, and the situation will be better." ”

The economy is impractical, and shipping food from elsewhere is even more impractical—there is nothing to eat elsewhere, and it takes months for high-yielding wheat to grow, and even the great viables of the Rose School, which are the best at it, cannot meet the needs of the entire population of the country.

The Angel of Temperance looked left and right, but did not see the figure of the bound god, nor did he feel the spirituality of the other party:

"God isn't here?"

"He said he was going to look around the rest of the place and see if there was anything to do."

"Oh, what an old ascetic."

Richard finished nibbling on the dried fish while thinking, and suddenly reached out and patted Barranca's shoulder:

"I have another way. Wait, these days I'm going on a business trip to the sea to buy some food that Frank invented. ”

Barranca's eyes widened, and his mind was filled with a horrific list of plants and foods, as well as a delicious apple chicken:

"You mean that Frank?"

"Yes, now that the Star Pirate Regiment is already an official organization of Intis, I don't know if it will become a fleet prototype or a national privateer in the future, while Frank's patent has not been bound by Intis, I will hurry up and buy something."

The Lord of the Curse hesitated for a second and nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you." ”

"Then again, don't you think Frank's imagination and creativity are really incredible? Aren't you worried that if he continues to be promoted like this and become a demigod, he will create more and more terrifying things? ”

Richard patted Barranca on the shoulder again:

"Don't make such unnecessary guesses, there's no need to scare yourself."

"Frank is a good guy with a good heart, and his works are grotesque, but they are indeed top-notch designs that can fundamentally change people's lives. If his fundamental goal is to make people's lives better, then there is no need to be afraid of him. ”

"I'm afraid that the people won't accept it."

"Then go to education." Li looked into the eyes of the Lord of the Damned, "Are we going to fear him and use him at the same time?" ”

"It's not utilization." Barranca argued, then nodded uncomfortably, "Well, Russell once said that cursing the person who cooks after eating is immoral, and although he is really corrupt, sometimes what he says makes some sense. I'll do the thinking work for the residents first, but please try to bring something normal back as much as possible......"

"For example, beef-flavored mashed potatoes that automatically multiply with water?"

“…… If you leave it alone, will it keep increasing? ”

Barranca imagined more and more mashed potatoes and finally flooding the city, and even felt a little anticipation.

"No, Frank said that the maximum number of multiplications is only eight, and he wants to adjust it to the maximum number of cell divisions of cattle, but he has not succeeded yet, and I have also persuaded him that it would be a terrible disaster if he multiplied thirty times by two, so he plans to work hard to adjust it to twenty times now."

"I think eight times is pretty scary now." Barranca was a little yearning for the endless appearance of mashed potatoes, but said, "Forget it, that's fine, we're not rich enough to have endless food here." ”

After he had said this, he did not receive an answer from his companion for several seconds, and he suddenly had a bad premonition, and quickly turned his head, only to see Richard looking through the file that had been placed in his hand with a very subtle expression.

The Lord of the Damned felt bad, and when Richard came in, he had just finished dealing with the sin at hand. But there were many places where he was vague, and he put them at the bottom of the document while Richard was not paying attention, and the result was still discovered.

"There are so many people who can't control themselves, it's so difficult not to do bad things?"

With a gesture of Richard's hand, the seals in the drawer flew out automatically, and he stamped them all with immediate execution, and then looked at Barranca with a smile: "Why are there several people who know the law and break the law, commit murder with extraordinary abilities, hit and run, and cover up crimes have not been dealt with properly?" Barranca, we've known each other for so long, I believe in your ability, maybe they still have the ability to bribe you, right? ”

“…… No. The Lord of the Damned snorted, "You've killed so many people in the last few months, it's indiscriminate. After a month of moderation, they really couldn't restrain themselves, and most importantly, more than one demigod pleaded with them, saying that they had all participated in the battle against the army of the Northern Continent, and hoped that their sentences could be reduced as appropriate. ”

"If you are in moderation for a month, you will go crazy, who let them be so indulgent before?"

Richard sneered and threw the file back, without the slightest sympathy in his eyes: "Do they really think that I am so short of people that they will destroy the country?" Then even these demigods will repair it together, good brother, I believe in you. ”

"But our system and punishment methods must be changed."

"It's okay to change it, but it can't be changed like this, do they still want the low sequence and the low sequence to be equal, the middle sequence and the middle sequence to be equal, and then the law doesn't blame the high sequence? Then don't legislate, what do I want it for? Richard scoffed, "Gao Sequence lives a long time and has a good physique, so it is right to increase the sentence as appropriate." ”

"But you have to figure out one thing, the Rose School can survive until now, and there is no clean person among the people who can live to the middle and high ranks, you and I want to do nothing, all we can do is to offset the merits and demerits. They are crazy and cruel, but they are also compatriots who have fought together. ”

"Of course I know, but now the object of their power is also the former compatriots, not to mention that we are not safe yet, but now that this level of stability is about to start to indulge, there is no difference between them and those people in the Northern Continent."

The Lord of the Damned shook his head, knowing that he had a point, and that he knew what his position was, so he took the file and asked:

"How far do you want to repair? Limbs separated, or sliced, or soul tormented? ”

"Isn't that a little cruel? We have begun to move towards a new era, and we should not always hold on to the lynchings of the past. We should use labor reform on them, and directly use the curse to deprive them of the extraordinary power of the divine seal and throw them away for farming, anyway, their physical fitness is very good, and it should not be a problem to cultivate hundreds of acres of land in a day. Richard waved his hand, "That's it, I'll go first." ”

"I'll see you later."

Barranca also waved his hand: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that the little audience you follow is now in sequence 5." ”

"Oh?" Richard stopped the movement of the spirit world teleportation, and a slight smile appeared on his face, "It's a good thing, if there is an audience to help us treat the addiction and psychological problems caused by those indulgences, I don't have to kill so many people." ”

"But there seems to be some trouble in her family lately."

Barranca said: "I don't know her well, if you have time, pay attention to it." ”

Richard thought for a moment, and as the colors around him continued to brighten, he entered the spirit realm once more, and replied:

"I will."

……

By noon, it was time to receive the daily ration of food in Silver City.

At this point, the city will be filled with laughter of joy and hope, and soon, the sweet aroma of food will also permeate.

The average height of children is 1.8 meters, and the average height of adults is more than 2.2 meters. But although there were many people, they were all lined up in an orderly manner, and no one made the act of cutting in line or taking the lead.

Compared with the crowded "Church of Fools", the "Church of the Creator" that already exists in Silver City is much more deserted.

Months later, there were still several people praying silently, and the bustle outside seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Little Uno, who has gray hair and blue eyes and looks like he is only two or three years old, sits in the first row.

Two meters in front of him was the pulpit and the cross, and he prayed silently with his eyes closed, his hands clasped together, like everyone else.

The believers of the Creator still exist in Silver City, and these people will also participate in some of the activities of the "Fools", and will also pray that the people of Silver City can live a happier life, and that people are all compatriots, and they will not become hostile to others because their faith has not changed. And the people of Silver City do not point fingers at them because they do not convert, and most of them praise the Creator and the Fool, and the two beliefs are very harmonious in this small city-state.

If this scene is seen by the demon of knowledge, I am afraid that it will be a big surprise, and I will also feel that I have strong evidence that God and Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun have a clear affair.

For these absolutely devout believers, Colin Iliad and the Council of Six made a fuss. In the end, Chief Colin, who was the most prestigious, persuaded them of the legitimacy that "the fool is the Lord's ally, to save the Silver City in place of the Lord, and to follow the Fool is the Lord's expectation, not to forget and turn his back", and finally persuaded them to accept the safe food that the "Fool" had painstakingly sent from the outside world.

Otherwise, if there is already normal food and medicine, there are still people who insist on eating monster meat for reasons of faith and become dangerous, it will be too much to lose.

There was a man leaning against the wall outside the Church of the Creator, and Edward did not go inside, listening to the prayers of the people inside, while fiddling with a special and ancient musical instrument in his arms.

He plucked a few of the strings, producing layered scales.

"Sing of wrath, O gods.

Sing the wrath of the betrayed God,

His death caused unprecedented calamity......"

Edward snorted a few words, took out his notebook again, and took out a pencil and stroked it a few times on the lyrics and the corresponding sheet music:

"The descending scale should be used here, and a semitone should be added here when it goes up...... In addition to tweaking the timbre, the lire and the classical style of narrative poetry are really better, and I can't always go with a harp. ”

After some revisions, he let go of his hand, and the notebook floated in the air, like an invisible shelf.

"His death brought upon him an unprecedented calamity,

It has brought disaster to the creatures of the earth and to mankind.

The world is plunged into eternal darkness,

The stars and the moon also disappeared.

human corpses,

Eaten by wild beasts and monsters,

Abandoned, forgotten, neglected, and killed by the hands of loved ones,

Thus the will of the Creator is manifested. ”

Edward played and revised, finishing the first paragraph of the narrative poem. He was writing a song and composing music for someone outside the Creator's church, and God didn't seem to care too much, and Ulorius inside was still listening with his eyes closed.

"And until then......

There is light from the chaos,

The sky and the earth shook together.

The flames of war go with him,

The kite of fate uses Him as a bobbin.

The blood of the ancient gods stained the earth red, and then the city-states of mankind rose,

The stars shone for Him,

The sun and the moon receive their majesty,

All things are thriving, civilization is thriving, and glory is gathered here,

Thus proving the brilliance of His birth. ”

The last note fell, and Edward reached out and pressed the strings, stopping the aftershocks of the strings, causing the sound to stop abruptly.

"I feel like I can't sing too many memories of Him under God's nose, or I'll be taken away and turned into a lamb and write hymns and hymns and operas for 100,000 years, which would be even darker than the real Creator."

It just so happens that I only made up two paragraphs. Edward put away his notebook in a good mood and sent the piano back to its past history.

During this time, the Grim Reaper also prayed to find Him to talk about business.

The other party felt the insecurity of the current world, and with a sense of urgency, he took the initiative to explore whether the remaining share of the "Pale Emperor" could be exchanged for him. However, the Grim Reaper does not have enough chips in his hands now, and the demon who advocates barter will not accept the empty check that the other party will become a god first, and then cut off the God of War in exchange for his 'God's Hand', and the deal unfortunately did not go through.

Edward turned around, and saw that the bustling half-giants receiving food had largely dispersed, so he leaned over curiously, and for the first time took a serious look at the Church of the Fool in front of him, and did not go inside, but eavesdropped on the priest's sermon outside.

The sermon was to be preached by a young man with blond hair and a young man who did not look very old.

Obviously, he was already familiar with this matter, and his expression and movements were very serious and upright, not half shy.

"Our lord calls himself the 'Fool', in the past, in the present, and in the future, he is the great master who rules the spiritual realm, and he is also the king of yellow and black who governs good fortune, and he is the symbol of every living being's pursuit of eternity."

"Our Lord dwells in reality and in the spiritual realm, and mercy is sprinkled over heaven and earth, and there are angels standing at His throne......"

"The 'Angel of Judgment' is the thunder of the Lord, the wrath of the Lord, the palm of the Lord, the judge and executioner of all the fallen and the unclean."

"In contrast to the 'Angel of Punishment' is the 'Angel of Abundance,' who is the symbol of life, the messenger of creation, who follows the Lord's oracle and comes to bring us salvation."

There was no trace of guilt on Derrick's face for lying, because although Frank Lee was emphasized by the "Fool" as a saint, his prestige in Silver City was so high that his promotion to angelism was almost a detriment to God's forsaken land.

If an angel can be elected by voting, everyone in Silver City and Moon City will vote for "Abundance".

Thousands of miles away in the Northern Continent, Crane suddenly let out a loud sneeze, as if something very bad was about to happen.

TBC

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The god of lights was on his way on horseback. (It's really fast)