The dark study was very quiet, and Fat Orange sat on the table, not saying a word, not even his tail wagging anymore.

It's still thinking about the power of gifts.

"Well, don't worry too much, the gods have only been coming for a few days? Even if a madman and a genius were combined, it would be impossible to immediately develop a machine capable of storing the power of bounty! ”

Ma Wei comforted it and said, "We still have time, although it is not much, but it should be enough." ”

“... How much of the future are you planning? Fat Orange asked with a solemn face: "Whenever I thought you only calculated the next step, you can always make more surprises." ”

"Take one step and see a hundred steps."

Leaning back in the chair, Ma Wei said lightly: "A wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, in order not to regret it, I can only enumerate all the possibilities I can think of, and find a way to deal with it in advance, so that when the situation happens, we can at least stabilize the situation, so as not to lose everything." ”

"Is there an accident in your eyes?"

"It's too much, I can only think about things according to what is happening in the present, and it is impossible to predict the future." Ma Wei shrugged: "For example, tonight, who knew that Lady Maggie would die?" Who knew Dilloc Holmes would show up? Accidents are inevitable...."

"There's one more thing I want to warn you about."

Fat Orange said in a deep voice: "Gilbert said that he relied on the oracle to learn that the gods had descended, and the way for the god of voodoo, Dembala, to descend the oracle was the statue that the believers carried with them, in this case, did the gods of other big churches also send oracles?" ”

"I know what you're trying to say."

Ma Wei nodded: "I said before that the dissemination of information is delayed, and the orders of the major churches cannot be conveyed in the first time, but with the oracle, all this seems to be no longer a problem." ”

"That's right, they should be discussing a countermeasure in the near future." Fat Orange said: "I have sent cats to spy on several other churches, and if there is any action, we can get the news as soon as possible." ”

What is the biggest role of the cat army formed by Fat Orange?

Catch mice?

No!

It's to get information!

Who would suspect a stray cat?

And the cats lying on the roof can not only eavesdrop on the conversation of the owner of the house, but also monitor the every move of the residents, the gentry and even the nobles!

All the information was gathered like a river and finally reached Mavi's ears.

This is a huge advantage that other churches don't have!

"All the cats that are sent out to eavesdrop and spy on them have canned food." Ma Wei thought for a while and said: "The reward and punishment system must be orderly and clear. ”

"You don't need to teach me, I've arranged everything, you just need to pay."

After a pause, Fat Orange added: "I borrowed this money from you, and sooner or later I will pay it back." ”

"What to borrow or not to borrow...."Ma Wei smiled: "Everyone is a part of the church, and as an administrator, I should pay my salary." ”

"There's a trap in your words."

"What trap?"

"You pay some money now, don't want to reciprocate, play the emotional card with us, and in the future, after the cats can feed themselves, they will definitely bring greater benefits to the church, then.... Do you think I'm going to hand over all the money the cats earn to the church, or do I want to keep it myself? ”

Ma Wei showed an embarrassed smile, as if his mind had been pierced, coughed twice, got up and said, "Sleep, sleep!" What does a family say about two families.... Will you come to my room tonight or will you go to Yunia's? ”

"Whatever."

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The next day, 8 a.m.

Ma Wei sat on the toilet, holding the daily Ross newspaper that had just been delivered in the morning, and while reading, he riveted his favorite food.

Perhaps because of what was reported yesterday, there is no news related to the Sunshine Circus in today's Ross Daily, and the front page headline is also about the fire at 155 South Street.

At his strong request, Inspector Macmillan completely downplayed the case, focusing entirely on Dilloc Holmes, and it was normal for a detective from the royal capital to solve a murder case, and no one doubted the authenticity of the news, on the contrary....

Everyone thinks that the truth of the matter is the same as what the newspaper says, Dilloc Holmes used his meticulous reasoning to find out the real culprit behind the scenes, and Gilbert Wilkin absconded after the crime was exposed, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

This is the news that the general public sees.

It's not the same as what the police elites, the major churches, and the aristocracy hear.

Ma Wei was not worried that he would be exposed, after all, there were cats staring at the police station and several other big churches, and if the situation was not good, he should have received the news a long time ago.

No news is the best news.

Knock knock!

"Daddy! Father! Come out quickly, Yunia has to go to the toilet too! ”

Hearing the screams outside the door, Ma Wei sighed, tore a few pages from the famous book "Windsor Kingdom Cookbook", wiped his buttocks, pulled off the flush lever, lifted his pants, and walked out of the toilet.

As soon as the door opened, Yunia rushed in.

The little black butt was facing the doorway, and its front paws kept digging on the floor, as if to hide something.

Does it stink so much?

Stirring his nose, Ma Wei sniffed around, but he didn't smell anything.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Cecil was preparing breakfast, and she was going to fry a few slices of bacon and eggs this morning, when the smell wafted to the sound of hot oil crackling, and the hungry cats screamed around Mavey and pounced on them one by one.

"It's coming, it's coming.... Alas, come and get the money and go to the bazaar to buy something to eat yourself! ”

Opening the small vault, Ma Wei distributed 5 copper pennies to each according to the number of cats, let them hold them in their mouths, and rushed to the market to buy meat or freshly caught live fish.

Fortunately, the believer who joined the church yesterday gave a lot of change, otherwise where would he find so many copper pennies?

"Father, Father!"

When the last cat jumped out of the window, Mrs. Cecil poked her head out of the kitchen: "Don't forget, it's Sunday!" You'll be teaching the kids in the afternoon! ”

Mavi, who likes to play and disappear at every turn, has left a lot of psychological shadow on Mrs. Cecil, and on weekdays, she can cope with it a little, taking over the duties of the priest and solving problems for the believers, but today is Sunday, and the Truth Church is going to open its Sunday school and set aside an afternoon to teach the children of believers free of charge to teach literacy, arithmetic, and doctrine.

Mrs. Cecil was not good at that, and she had a lot of chores to do.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot about it."

With a pat on the head, Ma Wei hurried to the study and began to prepare for the afternoon class.

"Aren't you too troublesome?"

Fat Orange squeezed open the door and walked in quietly: "Even if you don't open Sunday school, the children can still take classes and learn knowledge in the public free schools opened by the kingdom. ”

"That's true, but haven't you thought about it...."

Ma Wei said with a smile as he wrote: "These children, in ten years, are it possible to become the mainstay of the Church of Truth?" ”