770

"That's good."

Medici looked at the banquet on the seashore, and the scene of half-giants and humans mixing and entertaining made him miss a little: "But you refuse to go, I have to accompany you here to drink the sea breeze." ”

Looking at the lively scene below, the red angel also had the urge to sigh for a long time, and he remembered his "war red" - not now, but in the past.

It's not that Medici doesn't pay attention to his current ranks, it's just that time is gone, the legions that once really had the same heart as Him, the subordinates who held high the sacred banner with Him, He lived and died with them, charged and retreated with them, He could hear everyone's voice, and he could hear the wails and roars of their annihilation after their own death.

There is always a misconception that the god of war must always win, but Medici remembers how many times he had to retreat in the face of a strong enemy, at first, he used soldiers as tools, urging them to die for victory, and then, he began to treat them as comrades and companions, cherishing feathers, no longer desperate for victory, and later, he learned to order his legion best, while being a general who can eat a pot of rice with his soldiers and drink and talk, Be a ruthless god.

The final fiasco was undoubtedly the most unforgettable, and it also gave the "war red" of the past a special place in Medici's heart.

"Don't you really want to go down?"

Medici said again, casually nodding to two people in the crowd: "They are your parents this time, and the believers who respect your Lord very much, and other people who have not renounced the faith of the Lord, they will probably be very welcome to eat with you and talk to you." ”

Ulorius stood beside Medici, looking down at the seashore at the foot of the mountain, silent, like a stone statue.

"You see, I'll just say that Klein kid is still trustworthy and worthy of help, and the Lord's vision can't be wrong. Those people didn't want to convert to him, but he still took them away instead of leaving them to fend for themselves in the Eastern Continent. Medici continued.

"Him?" The Angel of Destiny whispered, "It should be Him." ”

"He wants to be called who he is." Medici shrugged.

After a moment of silence, He stood up.

"Alas...... Although you say that I have no plans for the future, it seems that your thoughts for the future are not so clear. ”

Medici sighed:

"And O Orochi, since you didn't leave with God, you can only wander with me from now on."

"Where are we going?"

……

In the afternoon, the four members of the Tarot Club met smoothly in the captain's room of the "Future".

"It's incredible." Derick couldn't hold back his excitement from just now, and said with a smile, "In the Eastern Continent, it was Mr. 'World' who came to help us, and just as we were about to leave, we met Mr. 'Hanged Man' and Ms. 'Hermit', thanks to Mr. 'Fool' for your guidance, I am really happy to be able to see you again and praise Mr. 'Fool'!" ”

"Praise Him." Klein answered.

"yes, I thought I'd always be a member of the expedition in Intis......" Gardelia pushed her glasses and asked a spirit creature to pour hot tea for everyone, whispering, "Praise the 'fool'." ”

Alger nodded, joining the conversation, "I received information from a great being, and then I learned that the 'world' was going to take you out. As soon as we were about to set sail, we saw the fleet of the 'Hermits', and we knew that we had the same goal. Therefore, I dare to guess that the one who gave me the oracle was the hidden sage of the righteous god of Intis, and that he might be an ally of the 'fools' who were also ancient gods. ”

As he spoke, he nervously watched Gelman's expression, and immediately stopped the conversation as soon as his guess made his face turn slightly unfavorable.

He was also very clever not to mention the construction of the parish of Byam "Poseidon" that he was responsible for with Daniz during this time, and he was not in a hurry to invite credit, and when Derrick and the people of Godforsaken Land arrived at him, the "world" would naturally see the efforts of himself and others.

Hearing his guess, Gadelia nodded:

"Yes, I've also received an oracle from the Hidden Sage asking me to come to that private port in the Rorsted Islands, and someone will tell me what to do. However, I didn't expect Mr. 'Hanged Man' to be there. ”

She and Alger looked at each other, then at Crane.

"Perhaps the Sage wants to send the people of the Eastern Continent to us and open up an area of believers belonging to the 'Fools' in Intis?"

Thinking back to the ten rooms and nine empty rooms now, and the population of the whole country is only so much as that of the original Trier, Gadelia couldn't help but diverge her thinking: "Don't hide it, don't say 20,000 people, even if it is 200,000 people, Intis can tolerate it...... However, there is already a Creator and a Church of Mysteries, so should we give the church of the foreign god Mr. Fool, as Rune did before, the right to preach? ”

The Great Flood of the God of Thunder brought terrible damage and irreparable damage to the country, and although Intis relaxed its immigration policy, even with the addition of illegal immigrants smuggled in, the total population of Intis is only ...... Less than three million.

That's just the same as the entire population of two or three large cities under normal conditions.

And both the extraordinary and the commoners, as long as they have experienced it, have all suffered from related diseases - the official name of the two churches is "stress traumatic sequelae" - they are afraid of the sea, of large areas of water, and even fishermen have difficulty mustering the courage to continue to go to sea, so that they can only keep the coastal cities running until immigrants come to take over these industries.

Although Gadelia learned of the existence of the "anchor" and its effect on the gods through the Tarot Society, she did not know how many people a god needed as "anchors" to maintain a normal state.

After all, it seems that one god has always occupied a country, and millions of people in a country all believe in one god, or two gods are equally divided. Even the former god of steam and machinery obtained Rune's missionary rights through technical cooperation on the premise of owning a part of the Intis followers, and the number of believers is equivalent to half the population of half a country.

After the Creator replaced the Eternal Sun, the Church of Steam, while choosing a new ally, also stood in opposition to the Storm Lord at that time, and could no longer remain in Rune. Nearly all of the Extraordinaries and Seals must be transferred out of Rune within the time limit set by the Church of Night and Storm.

They have lost their original position.

A small number of churches require only a small number of "mechanical heart" members, and most of the Extraordinary of the Steam Church in Runne have to migrate to Intis.

This is also on the premise that there are many people who believe in the "god of steam and machinery", and some of them are key figures in the post-war reconstruction. For example, the "Mother Earth God" church, which has fewer believers, worse influence, and does not even have the right to preach, was directly expelled and seized by the church leaders.

Hearing this, Alger couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

In the case of the diocese he and Daniz opened, it must be barely enough to accommodate 20,000 people, but neither the resources nor the comfort level of a country is far from that of a country. If Derrick and the others all go to Intis, what about their own side?

Fortunately, just when he had some gains and losses in his heart, Gelman spoke.

"It's the kindness of the Hidden Sage, but it's enough to help once."

He didn't agree to the Demon of Knowledge's request, and naturally he didn't dare to accept the other party's help, even if the other party might really be a casual stroke.

He looked at Alger and said, "Please find an island in the Rorsted Islands that is enough for them to live and develop, maintain a certain amount of contact, and not get along with the rebels for the time being." As for whether to believe in the 'sea god' or the 'fool', or both, it is up to them to decide. ”

Call...... Alger felt his heart slowly relax again, and immediately agreed:

"No problem, I have already booked the location of the habitable island before I set off again, and there are also some small villages on it that the Thunder Church will not pay attention to, and they all believe in the 'sea god'."

Hearing him say this, Klein couldn't help but be a little curious:

"How many believers are there in the 'Sea God' now?"

Thinking of the total population of Silver City and Moon City, Alger took into account Daric's thoughts and said a little less about the number of people:

"The missionary activities around Byam are not going well, the Church of the God of Thunder originally didn't care, and later began to investigate other faiths, and the main force of the 'Sea God' believers is still the local rebel forces, totaling more than 40,000 people."

"In addition, the residents of the villages on the small islands around the Rorsted Islands are basically indigenous, with a tradition of faith, and they are basically willing to secretly believe in the 'sea god', and the number of people has not been specifically counted, it should be less than 10,000."

"As for pirates and seafarers at sea who have a casual faith, it is impossible to count."

These 50,000 people believe in the "sea god", not the "fool", and only 20,000 people in the Eastern Continent believe in the "fool...... Alger felt that the number of believers was a bit shabby, so he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, waiting for the fate of the gods.

50,000 people believe in "Poseidon", so much!

It's a pity that I couldn't hear the prayer to the "god of the sea" when I was in the forsaken land, otherwise my mental state might have been better - or worse, because the image of the "god of the sea" is completely different from the "fool", and it is easy for me to be confused by my cognition, so I have to separate sooner.

Klein digested the good news and immediately said calmly:

"You're doing a great job."

Before Alger could say words of gratitude with a template-like smile of sincerity and fear, Klein added a fire in a low voice:

"In the future, Mr. 'Fool' will give the position of 'Poseidon' to his subordinates."

"The item that corresponds to 'Poseidon', that scepter corresponds to Sequence 3 of the 'Sailor' path, and is on par with 'Aquaman' Ion Courtman...... Sleeping in the underground sealing chamber of Silver City, I can retrieve it at any time. ”

With Alger's brain, it was enough to say this, even a little too much.

Crane sat back up, just giving Alger a meaningful look.

After a brief moment of consternation, Alger's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he nodded vigorously, rarely seeing a little broken: "Thank you...... Thank you Mr. 'Fool' for your affirmation, and thank you, 'World', I will definitely redouble my efforts and make the construction of 'Poseidon Church' my life's work! ”

Klein smiled: "The people of Silver City and Moon City have inherited the ancient traditions and sacrificial methods, and have a complete set of plans, in this regard, the current 'Seagod' Church and the future 'Fool' Church will trouble you." ”

"No problem!" Alger's voice was a little hoarse.

He couldn't wait to set sail back to Byam!

……

on the beach.

"Friend, are these seeds your work?"

Frank, who was packing his things and preparing to board the ship, suddenly heard a voice, and he turned his head to see a taller man approaching. Although the people who came were a little different, the half-giants on the beach were now survivors of the Forsaken Lands, and Frank turned his head generously to show him the seeds, and proudly spoke of the introduction that had been said many times:

"That's right! These are ......"

The stranger's movements interrupted Frank's introduction, and he stepped forward on his own, scratched a few pockets behind Frank a few times, and said to himself very familiarly:

"It's the product of a cross between vine and pork, and the genes from the leaves are programmed into the pork, which can be grown directly into pork chops. This is...... The wheat that is crossed with the cows, the ears of wheat are directly milk, it seems that you have improved a lot of steps, this is ...... Goose-flavored cabbage? It's the same principle as the apple chicken, although it hasn't made any innovations, but it's also good to be able to improve the original technology like this. ”

Frank blinked and scratched his head.

He sensed something was wrong with the scene in front of him, but he couldn't say, "Uh, thank you......?" ”

As he spoke, the stranger had already looked at all the seeds and fruits in a dozen pockets, and raised his head with a smile.

"Yo, you also made a plant rapid growth potion? …… Although it is not a pure use of fertilizers and potions as written in your plan, it can divide the blessing of a 'harvest' into fifteen parts, and retain the original blessing effect of seventy percent...... Well done, Frank. ”

"You've improved so much compared to when you started, and I appreciate your efforts."

Frank looked at the stranger's face and suddenly cried out loudly:

"You!"

"It's you! You are ......"

"Shh The stranger's expression became serious, "Don't say it, I just want to come and accept the results of your experiment." ”

"Yes, yes." Frank was excited, "I thought you were still in Intis, you have too many students, my experiments are gradually on the right track, it is difficult to get your answers, I handed over the puppet technology to you, and you have also been rewarded." ”

The stranger—the withered lord blinked, realizing that he had been mistaken for a demon of knowledge, but he wasn't going to clarify—"I'm very busy, but I haven't forgotten about you as a wonderful student. After all, there aren't many people who have made such achievements in biology. ”

Frank was so praised that he scratched his hair and giggled vigorously.

"They call you abundance, the highest level of appreciation for the cultivators." He said.

"By the way, Frank, my purpose is not only to accept your work, but also to go to the outside world on your ship to make sure that all the survivors are safe before leaving. During this time, you have to remember not to reveal my identity. ”

"Yes!" Frank nodded vigorously, "Yes!!" ”

After saying that, the sound of Gardelia's horn happened to be heard, telling everyone that it was time to leave.

The 2,000 people who had been selected gathered at the front, said goodbye to their families and friends, formed a line, boarded the ships along the docks, and were dispersed to the Poseidon, the flagship of the Future, and other fleets.

Frank shook his head and found that the avatar of the god in front of him had long since disappeared.

In the distance, the Lord of the Wither, who had changed his container, had seamlessly blended into the boarding procession, chatting and laughing with the people and entering the cabin.

When he got on board, the people dispersed, each looking for a place to sit, and he quickly said goodbye to the people around him.

One of the men who had just spoken to Him was still unsatisfied, and said:

"You people in Moon City are really well-informed, and you are really envious."

Those who were asked wondered:

"Isn't that from your Silver City?"

TBC

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Demon of Knowledge: My spiritual instincts seem to have been triggered.

Lao Ai: (Closed the sharing live stream a long time ago) Oh.

(End of chapter)