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Time would not be slowed down by the shock of Forth, and the feast of the Abrahamic family was happily going on in the hall.

Although the banquet was launched on the grounds of "introducing a returning Abraham family magnate", the Abraham family also invested a lot of money and energy to prop up the façade in an extreme time, and suddenly captured almost all the apprentices around the world, but until now, the protagonist has not appeared in the middle of the banquet.

Of course, no one will care whether a big man is willing to show up at a banquet or not, and the big man can do whatever he wants. The other party's permission to open this banquet is already a statement, and as for the expenses and scenes, they are all for others to see.

Foirth had also expected the identity of the big man, but she had already seen it with her own eyes, and at the moment nearly half of the banquet had not yet appeared, she also restrained her nervousness and began to enjoy the exquisite meal comfortably.

But just then, the music stopped abruptly.

The band stopped playing, and the conversation in the hall quickly subsided, then disappeared completely within seconds.

Furth looked up in some surprise to see his acquaintance, Mr. Dorian, also dressed in an extremely formal dress and wearing a gemstone brooch, appear in the hallway on the second floor.

It was actually announced by the teacher? Furth was surprised at first, and then rejoiced in his heart for the teacher.

This undoubtedly represented another increase in the teacher's status in the Abrahamic family, and perhaps the appreciation of the great man. Although Dorian is too old to continue his promotion, Foirth is also happy to see the Abraham family back on the stage, and the teacher once again energetic and emotionally ready to work for the future of his family.

He wore a smile on his face that he couldn't hide, and he wore white gloves, and the succession of good news in the recent period made him look as if he was several years younger. At this moment, under the crystal lamp in the hall, he looked down on the people in the center of the hall, and was also watched by countless eyes.

With his appearance, everyone realized something.

But no matter how hard people looked left and right, there was no second person on the second floor.

Dorian didn't mind everyone's looking around, he looked at his fellow citizens and the new generation of apprentices in the hall, paused for a moment, and when the hall was quiet again, and everyone's eyes were once again focused on him, he solemnly spoke:

"As you may already know, the curse that has plagued us for thousands of years has been lifted, and from now on, our children, our students, and ourselves will no longer have to endure endless pain on a full moon night."

Almost everyone in the hall applauded in agreement, and even Furth couldn't help but nod vigorously.

"At the same time, I have good news to share."

Dorian's expression became serious:

"Before that, we should call 'Him' in awe."

Angel! There was an angel in Abraham's house! Firth was shocked - the bloodline curse of the Abrahamic family had lasted for thousands of years, and it was even more difficult to even give birth to demigods, and there had been no one in the past two hundred years. Since it is so difficult to advance under the full moon whispering, it is only possible that this angel existed before the curse, or at the beginning of the curse!

An ancient being from the Quaternary period......

People exchanged glances in surprise and ecstasy, although the existence of angels has been too far away from the world, and their power has exceeded the imagination of extraordinary beings who have not reached the demigods, but everyone can still understand what it means to have a family of angels!

"He is ancient and powerful, a symbol of our Abrahamic family, and our blood is ennobled by His presence. We think He is long gone, but we don't want Him to just go out of time and still watch over us. Now that He has returned to the earth, we have been born again in His light, and because of His return, our curse has vanished. ”

…… This seems to be a bit big, half of the angels can't do it, right? The curse vanished, and the noble source of the bloodline was......

As the only one in the group of uninformed people who knew more about the affairs of the Abrahamic family, Firth's eyes widened, and she was even more shocked to guess who the big man was in Dorian's mouth.

It's actually Mr. "Door"!

The man who stood in front of the window, who didn't look old...... It's actually Mr. "Door"!! A being worthy of a god!

Looking at everyone's reactions, the smile on Dorian's face became even brighter:

"Today, I formally introduce Him to you."

"He is our ancestor, the Great Gate of All Gates, and the source of the pride of the House of Abraham, His Highness Bethel Abraham."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the salute roared, exploding one dreamy light after another.

Inside, the light of the crystal lamps reflects the sluggish faces.

In the middle of the mansion, in a study isolated from outside sounds.

When Verdu heard the salute, he knew that Dorian's introduction had ended, and he looked at the leisurely ancestor, a little unwilling, and a little disappointed and asked, "Ancestor, don't you really need to tell everyone that you are already a god?" ”

When the ancestors only allowed them to reveal their angelic identities, almost all of them felt a moment of loss, as if they felt the feeling of "walking at night in gorgeous clothes". Although I can understand it, I can't help but feel scratching my ears and cheeks.

Bethel did not speak, he finished the page of the book in front of him, and then said flatly:

"No, I don't."

The decisive battle with Klein has not yet begun, and the future characteristics and uniqueness are unknown, so why is there any need to rush to claim that he is the true god? Only if I win is worth celebrating...... Bethel doesn't intend to explain, or tell these descendants who are too low in the sequence, what will happen in the future, and just continues to immerse themselves in the story of the book.

And by his side, no matter how much Verdu regretted it, he could no longer speak.

……

The hunter who had gone to the mountain to chop wood rubbed his hands and then covered his face again.

He was just about to enter the mountains to start working, when he suddenly saw a silver-white haired young man walking step by step on the plain with wind and snow howling in the distance.

He was dressed in a strange garment, not so thin, in a style that seemed to have been learned from ancient illustrations, made of unknown furs and fabrics. It's thick, but it has a strange feel, not so much warm as it is resistant to wild beasts.

"Hey!"

Orion thought it was a young man who had lost his way in the snow, and he immediately shouted as he put his elbow in front of his forehead, and approached him against the wind and the snow particles that slapped on his face. After seeing the image of this young man, Orion felt that his guess was correct, after all, the other party's face seemed to be frozen, without half an expression, and his thin body seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time.

"Where do you live?" The hunter grabbed the opponent's shoulders hard, pulled him behind him, blocked the wind and snow, and reminded the other party not to go near the axe behind his back, "There is only one city around here!" I'll take you—"

"Utopia."

The silver-white haired boy with ice-blue eyes calmly said to Orion, "Mr. 'Fool', please take me to Utopia. ”

Orion's voice stopped suddenly, first making a surprised and puzzled expression that matched the human design, and then his expression became calmer, completely unconcerned about the wind and snow around him that made him shiver from the cold. It made a Klein sound, which was also unusually clear in the wind:

"You arrived just as I expected, Ulorius."

"But when you're in Utopia, you shouldn't talk to me so casually anymore, you have to be one of them."

Ulorius nodded silently.

Then He said, "I will need your help. ”

"Today only, prayer will be required after that." Crane's tone was also calm, and he walked with Ulorius to the location of the utopia, "I built the city in a hurry, and there are twenty-nine thousand six hundred and forty-seven secret puppets in the city, which is a bit big. There were supposed to be 30,000 of them, but some of them were destroyed by me because of inappropriate identities and some reasons. I haven't done so many people's identities and fates, you can adjust them at will, as long as the fate is natural. I'm going to settle everything within today. ”

"Tomorrow, I want the guests to start entering utopia."

An afternoon and an evening were more than enough, and Ulorius did not refuse.

After entering the Secret Puppet City, Klein saw a family of Secret Puppets moving with a horse-drawn carriage and luggage, and they were greeting their new neighbors around them, but the "new home" in front of them was a white wall and a wasteland.

"I wish there was a townhouse here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Crane raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, the wasteland became extremely flat, and the bare white walls disappeared into building materials and dirt.

Almost at the same time, a five-storey townhouse with a brown-and-red façade rose from the ground, similar in style to the Desy Bay of the Kingdom of Rune. From the clean glass windows, the furniture is readily available, and there are even many items that do not exist in the current era, or are not widely used—such as turntable-style dial-up telephones, old irons, and lamps, just like this time in the old era.

The family's actions seemed to press "continue" at this point, and the coachman and temporary workers helped them carry their luggage into one of the full suites, and after greeting their new neighbors, the family moved into a brand new house.

When they began to decorate the interior of the house, many people came to the street, including policemen, repairmen, gas company employees, restaurant cooks, gray-haired old men...... They also entered the townhouse separately, entered different rooms, and soon had their own home, each room with furnishings that matched the characteristics of their characters.

"Hehe, when I come to this era, I will regard the extraordinary as magic, and the people of this world will feel that they have come to a different world without magic......"

"Oh, by the way, since there are no extraordinary abilities in this city, then you can also develop a lottery."

Crane's gaze swept over the phone, the wire, the toaster, and some simple household appliances, and he looked around in a good mood.

"There are less than 30,000 households, and there is no need to build a dock in a city on the plains...... There is a frozen river nearby, and when the water begins to thaw, it can be diverted through the city. There is no port terminal, but there is a need for easy access......"

Crane yawned.

"I wish the city would change as I imagined."

In the blink of an eye, libraries, police stations, telegraph offices, councils, small hospitals, confectionery factories, waterworks, gas companies, steam train stations, parallel railroad tracks, and plantations outside the city took shape, and the streets were paved with cement or stone bricks, and a cement road and a freight railway appeared between the town and the port in an instant.

These functional buildings are best built only when Crane is awake for a field trip because subconsciously he has some difficulty programming the city to run, and there is even the possibility of the strange bug that the coal plant is burning candy.

"Almost, that's it for now, and tell me if Ulorius finds something wrong......"

The business in front of him was over, and Crane remembered Audrey's matter again.

"Eden is of course a choice for her, but only if there are no revelations that interfere with the spirit......"

He frowned, closed his eyes, and finally said nothing.

Orion's body shook, he opened his eyes, touched the axe behind his back, and touched the remaining money in his pocket.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that he was going into the mountains to chop wood, and turned and walked straight to a more modest bar in the corner of the city. He was already an old acquaintance with the boss, and went in and exchanged two copper plates for a large glass of inferior light ale, sat down at the table and drank slowly, as if he was planning to waste in the bar for a long time.

……

Syllable!

A paper report was slammed onto the table, and the young man, who had just finished his social survey, kicked out his chair and sat down angrily.

"Mother Earth God Church absolutely, absolutely has been instructed by the Thunder Church!"

His eyes almost burst into flames: "They actually refused to cooperate with us!" Having rejected the 800,000-pound deal—don't they know how badly their food is worthless? Once it reaches this price, it is almost impossible to go back up, and we even refuse to provide us with raw materials, but we are higher than the market price! Does Mother Earth God Church really not care about its own people starving to death in Rune? ”

Another person at the table, who was reading the newspaper, sneered, "I can't see it, they should care." ”

"No way, I don't believe it." The young man said, "They are already buying pharmaceutical factories that are not profitable, and blind people can hear any idea, who will buy their medicine if no one is sick?" Everyone is well fed, who will buy their food to survive? ”

"There are those who care, but not many."

With that, he pulled out a piece of newspaper and spread it out on the table:

"You know the first church to be repaired, the Harvest Church? The priest in charge of this church actually announced that he was willing to provide protection for the surrounding Fenerporters, providing free medical care and almost free food and lodging, although the space was limited, but this is really a great courage - I heard that this Father White is a deity of Mother Earth? Is there any more definite news? ”

The young man, who was still angry, glanced at the newspaper and snorted angrily:

"I've seen a lot of this kind of person, and if he weren't for the fact that he was also an extraordinary person, I would have let him be trampled to death by the people I saved tonight."

"But what is the use of him alone, he doesn't care more, in the newspaper-"

He walked over, took the newspaper from his companion's hand, flipped through it, and found his target in an inconspicuous layout. He pointed to the palm-sized page and said:

"See this?"

"I heard at noon today that someone had killed the pastor of the Thunder Church in public, and he himself was a perfect victim, and I was so happy that I started printing propaganda materials to distribute a Fenerport, and guess what? Before I had finished printing, the noon daily newspaper decided that the old man had taken money from someone else and deliberately assaulted a good pastor to his death. ”

"So what? The official characterization is more convenient for you to do it, isn't it? ”

"And then they raised, raised, the weekly wages of the farmers who came to farm! Raised three pennies! That's high! The young man sighed viciously, "Not only that, but I also promoted a few people who made trouble before to be small managers, and obviously the market price has not increased, but the rebellion in the suburbs has suddenly disappeared...... I had done three days of ideological work on the outskirts of the city and asked them to smash their hoes on the heads of the people of the Thunder Church, but this time it seemed that everyone had hope, and human beings really couldn't do it, and there was no future in this business of emotional incitement. ”

But it was impossible not to do so, and he sat back in his chair and began to conceive of a new evil plan.

……

"I see, I really feel sorry from the bottom of my heart for what happened to that old man."

In a small restaurant specializing in Fenerport's cuisine, Edward sighed from the bottom of his heart as he listened to the complaints of those around him.

The dishes in this restaurant are not expensive in the first place, and the owner will also give discounts to his fellow villagers, so it is basically full of Fenerporters:

"I happened to see him when I went out this morning, struggling to make a living in a foreign country, and I didn't expect to learn that he was brutally murdered by the pastor of the Thunder Church, which really saddened me."

It didn't take much effort for Edward to fully play the image of a kind and nice man who took pity on the Fenepoters, and mingled with the other guests in the minutes leading up to the serving.

He used a knife to cut open half of the hard-boiled egg on the surface of Fenerport in front of him, dipped it in the spicy special sauce on the plate, and looked curiously at the middle-aged man who was also dressed as a farmer: "What does the newspaper say?" Something like this deserves a story anyway, right? Although he no longer has relatives, there should always be an explanation. ”

"Not at all!" The people of Fenerport cried out in a thick accent, "They took his money and goods, they killed him, and his soul can no longer return to his mother's arms!" ”

"But why did it turn out like this?"

"Gentlemen, I understand your feelings, being forced to leave your homeland and come to Rune, and somehow become a vassal country, no matter who this kind of thing is put on, it is not pleasant."

Edward seemed to genuinely think for the people present, and this behavior easily won their favor:

"But—the dead are dead, and no one can defy the gods. If you can still live here, if you can still farm, you can eat. But the goods were pressed to less than a quarter of the original price, the land allocated to them was hard and barren, and there was no food to grow, and the dead loved ones were not compensated, and they had to endure the rough oppression of the Thunder Church......"

Edward took a bite of the noodles. He pondered that if he continued to eat, it would be cold.

Some people are whispering curses in the highland language, some people are thinking of their relatives and friends who died tragically, some people are cursing the outrageous market price and the "Food Bill" in connection with what just happened this morning, and some people are clearly on the verge of anger.

When he had finished eating, he looked at the agitated farmer and said in a sincere and worried tone:

"Sir, I can't plant land, I can't sell things, I don't know when I will be able to return to my hometown, and maybe there is no one waiting in my hometown."

"Do you really have a way to live?"

After saying that, he quickly began to apologize, made a gaffe, and reused a more euphemistic expression: "I mean, there must be a way to survive, after all, the docks in the East Side will always need camel drivers to carry goods, and the Thunder Church also has a lot of homeless people who take in the homeless, although it is the gods who have brought you to this point, but ......"

He shook his head and sighed:

"But why did the happiness end like this?"

"If all this is fate, then why is God tormenting you? If this is not fate, why have you lost everything, and even - you are about to die? ”

"It's pathetic." He whispered.

TBC

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In the previous chapter, I saw that some readers discussed the Tarot Society, and everyone who did not believe in fools, and said that they felt that they would all be sacrificed in the end.

Regarding faith, in fact, it is normal for the people in the meeting not to believe in fools.

After all, the Fool is essentially a secret party, and the essence of the Tarot Society is also a gathering of extraordinary people. Klein made it clear that they were not required to convert, but Forthth was grateful that he refused to convert, and at first Alger thought that he was a demigod and that he had to be converted without participating in secret meetings (and even if there was such a request, was it sincere to convert?). Otherwise, Folth Audrey Hugh will have to convert to Mr. A, and everyone will have a change of faith.

As for the later ones, the sequence is too low, and I haven't figured out what the value of sacrificing them is for the time being.