First of all, Song Lan must clarify that he has no special fondness for tight-fitting nun clothes, and as for "nothingness", his gaze lingered on the nun who was handing out the leaflets for 13 seconds, and there were only two possibilities.

One is that "nothingness" is framing him, and the other is that he is in a state of contemplation.

As an intellectual hero, this kind of thing happens from time to time, and he was the first to visit the fourth district before, when he sat on the stone chair in the square and fell into deep thought, he didn't pay much attention to the people coming and going in front of him, but when Lu Xiang came to find it, for some wonderful reasons, the pedestrian turned into a sexy dancer in a gel suit.

At that time, Lu Xiang also had similar suspicions, and according to his body data, he bought a similar set of clothes online.

Therefore, this matter must not be known to Lao Lu.

There are clothes she is really wearing.

This may seem like a good thing, but the consequences are dire.

As for the specific content of the consequences, Song Lan is really inconvenient to elaborate, because the children will definitely not be able to withstand it.

"Listen, you know and I know this, don't spread it everywhere."

Song Lan emphasized solemnly.

He took the leaflet from the nun and the design of the leaflet was refreshing, in addition to the supplies that could be collected, it also told the story of the Church of the God of Life, from its birth to the present day.

It's a pity that they returned to Lut City, otherwise the Great Sage should have taken a copy and studied it carefully, which would help them write a glorious history that belongs to the Death Crab.

Before their departure, the kingdom of Orrow-Niblos had not yet produced a true historian.

The historical texts provided by the Great Sage are really unsatisfactory, and there are almost only three things recorded on them—burrowing, hunting, and sleeping.

This will certainly not satisfy visitors who have come from afar to learn about the Grim Reaper Crab community.

The post station arranged by the Oasis Peace Company in Lute City was already crowded, and when the two arrived at the designated place, they could only look at the rows of back of their heads and sigh.

It turns out that the white prostitute is never absent, everywhere.

After learning that there were free supplies, the white prostitutes began to act, Song Lan suspected that maybe in a few days, the materials prepared by the Oasis Peace Company would be collected, he was at the end of the line, and listened to some experienced white prostitutes who had already begun to discuss strategies.

Although in principle, each person can only receive one item, but as long as the operation is done properly, the family can be separated and lined up, so that a family can receive several supplies.

"Nothingness" was also deeply inspired by the discussion, and blurted out, "Old Song, should we call Captain Doug and them to line up too?" ”

The rescue team led by Captain Doug has arrived in Root City, and there are more than a dozen people.

"Wake up, we're not here for nothing."

Song Lan reminded him.

He studied the description of the materials on the leaflets, mainly the necessities of life, which were scarce among the people of the city.

He had to admit that the Brotherhood was really playing with the people of the Oasis Border City, and after controlling enough resources, it made a mess of the local environment, leaving most people in the heat of water life, and then winning the favor of the locals by opening a warehouse to help them.

The truth is unpretentious, but surprisingly effective.

The vigorous war of encirclement and suppression proved this point.

Compared to the public officials of the time, the people of the Oasis could live with more employment opportunities and become truly prosperous than the public officials of the time preached that there would be no fraternity, and people would be more receptive to the gifts offered by the fraternity and the mechanism to receive a bounty by reporting a head.

The future is out of reach, but as long as they leak some information to the Brotherhood, they will be able to get their money in no time.

And under the influence of this idea, a new profession was born in the oasis.

Wandering the neighborhoods around the Brotherhood's sphere of influence every day, reporting those who escaped from the "pigsty", a head is tens of thousands of watts, and if those people have a special status for the Brotherhood, the bounty can be doubled.

"And what are we here for?"

Nothingness stood on tiptoe, but the line was too long for him to see.

The team didn't know when it was going to go, and noon was coming soon, and when the scorching sun shone down, someone had to suffer from heat stroke.

Song Lan reminded him, he didn't lack these supplies, why did he huddle under the sun with these people to suffer?

"Behind enemy lines."

The Oasis Peace Company has gathered so many people in the border cities of the oasis in order to prepare for the coming war.

Not long ago, Song Lan searched the local news of the Oasis, and the current situation of the Brotherhood is very unfavorable, and various cities, including Rira, are under the control of the rebels, and when the "Hades" and Cuenca are raised, the Eschinvig Army and the Artem Army are also involved in this change.

As Rosalie said, the rebels have long been unhappy with the Brotherhood, but they have not found the right opportunity for a long time.

Now that the matter has come to this, the rebels from all walks of life plan to take this opportunity to wipe out the Brotherhood in line with the principle of not doing anything at all.

Song Lan was very curious about how the Oasis Peace Company used these white prostitutes to turn the tables in a desperate situation.

Few people know more about the White Prostitute than he does.

It's okay to get free supplies to get people, but it's absolutely impossible to get them to actually go to battle and kill the enemy, as evidenced by the discussions they heard in the queue, and most of them plan to go home after receiving supplies, or leave the oasis before the war actually starts.

People who have access to the 17th district have run to the 17th district, and now the entry permit of the 17th district has been speculated to a sky-high price.

In order to prevent the environment of the market from being destroyed by scalpers and to prevent the unhealthy atmosphere of the oasis from spreading to the seventeenth district, Song Lan, who was concerned about the 17th district, even reported what he heard to the supervisor.

This incident immediately attracted the attention of the law enforcement department, and Lu Xiang personally led a team of people to the border inspection station, and also brought out several guards who had collected black money.

"I see." Nothingness remembered the past and suddenly realized, "You want to go back to your old business again!" ”

He was one of the few people who knew how terrifying Song Lan was.

Once a Song Lan is mixed in a unit, then this unit is not far from being finished.

The troops will be corrupted by him from top to bottom, and even if they are conscientious and enthusiastic, the hot-blooded officers will be affected by his ideas after getting along with Song Lan for a long time.

Song Lan always used words to beautify his behavior.

Bloodless change so that everyone can get a happy ending.

And now, he plans to blend in with the army that the Oasis Peace Company has temporarily assembled.

"Old Xu, take a closer look at the physique of these people, the Oasis Peace Company will definitely not send them to battle."

Song Lan said.

The people queuing here can't even reach the street gangsters on weekdays, but he is a person who has experienced the coalition government's large-scale conscription, before the expeditionary force was sent to the battlefield, barracks were set up in various cities, and professionals were invited to train the applicants for a week, plus most of the conscripts had criminal records, and firearms were no strangers to them, so they barely managed to put together an expeditionary force.

And these people in front of them, even if they brainwash them and let them fight with the rebels with all their might, it is not enough for others to stuff their teeth.

In particular, there are many leaders like Ash who have a wide range of AOE skills among the rebel cadres.

White prostitutes tend to have a gentle temperament and are never known for their fighting power.

"So what did they gather these people for? Because the troops sent out were all wiped out, so they were desperate and desperate? ”

"Nothingness" is confused.

If the Brotherhood were a legitimate organization recognized by the coalition government, it could still involve civilians to muddy the waters and condemn the atrocities of the rebels in international opinion—a tactic used by many Allied powers, but this method did not apply to the Brotherhood.

In the "outside world", there is no organization with a worse reputation than theirs.

The fact that this incident was in international public opinion would only make people applaud and might even reverse the reputation of the rebels.

"You see, that's the problem, and I've been thinking about it a long time."

This proves once again that he really didn't stare at the nun and had little interest in the tight nun uniform.

But if Lu Xiang must wear it, then he can only respect the other party's choice.

"What did you think about?"

"Although the crowd tactics have little effect on the rebels, they are more than enough as believers in the church, and they have gathered so many people in Lut City alone, how much faith do you think can be provided to the church if you add up the people from all the border cities in the oasis?"

"I see!"

'Nothingness' was stunned, Song Lan had just mentioned the method they were most familiar with.

Developing churches, recruiting believers, and strengthening believers' faith through "miracles" are all used in the past.

In the middle of the conversation, there was a sudden commotion at the front of the crowd.

A military jeep roared in, dispersed the crowd, and stopped at the side of the supply station, where two Oasis City garrisons anxiously jumped off the vehicle and lifted a blood-soaked man from the car.

At first glance, there were more than a dozen bullet holes on the body of the person who was carried down, his eyes were closed, and blood was gushing out of the wounds, and he could no longer live.

This is nothing new to the people of the Oasis.

Where they live, there are shootouts every day, and the army is not a safe place.

Local government forces often clash with Brotherhood-affiliated organizations over the uneven distribution of stolen money, and everyone in the city has lived in a city for a long time, and everyone is familiar with bullet-riddled corpses.

The man at the front of the line shook his head and turned his gaze to the other side.

The body has been beaten into a sieve, and this person can't be saved even if the fairy comes.

To everyone's surprise, however, the nuns of the Church took over the dying soldier by carrying him on a stretcher, cutting open his tunic and applying a special ointment to his wounds.

An operation is being carried out in an orderly manner in front of the believers.

Any professional will shake their heads at this operation, there is no sterilization measures, there are no suitable tools, only some ointment from unknown sources, not to mention that the person is dead, even if he does not die, there is a high risk of wound infection.

But it was in this state of a dead horse being a live horse doctor that the wounded's convulsions gradually stopped.

The onlookers' eyes widened, and they saw that the wounds of the deceased had begun to scab over, and the blood gushing out like a fountain had stopped.

It took about five minutes for the wounded man to open his eyes and, although still weak, to his feet with the help of his comrades.

The nun handed the ointment to her comrade, and after a few words of advice to him, the jeep drove off into the distance.

Appeared!

For Nothingness, this scene is all too familiar.

How do you convince people that "God" is real?

The easiest way to do this is to stage a miracle in front of them that is beyond their comprehension, and subtly suggest to them that such a miracle may one day happen to them because of their faith.

The effect of the "miracle" was immediate.

The people in the queue invariably took out the pamphlets distributed by the nuns and carefully studied the contents of the free supplies, the introduction of the Church of the God of Life.

Some of the people with illusions asked new questions after receiving the supplies.

Can the God of Life cure a terminal illness?

Can the God of Life heal the hidden diseases left by the wounded?

Is it possible to regenerate severed limbs?

All the questions were answered ambiguously.

If your faith is strong enough, the God of Life will hear your wishes.

While distributing the supplies, the nuns brought blessings to the people with gentle smiles.

When asked about the conscription, they patiently explained that it was a legitimate propaganda campaign by the Oasis Government Army through the Oasis Peace Company, and that it had nothing to do with the Brotherhood.

When change and war come, people need to defend their country.

"They stole our means!"

Even the process and methods were exactly the same as those of the church at that time!

It was only with the fall of the upper world that the church also disappeared, and now the coalition government believes in science and forbids all religious-related activities.

"There's nothing to be angry about, it's a legitimate means of competition."

"Tell me, what's your idea?"

Although he was a little reluctant in his heart, 'Nothingness' had to admit that when Song Lan was in the upper world in the past, he was good at playing some small tricks on the existing rules.

The problem of competition for believers has always been a gray area, even if they are in the same church, and the number of believers will directly affect their spiritual strength.

And Song Lan is the other among them.

He never developed his own followers, only robbed others.

"Nothingness" felt that the residents of the upper world together, I am afraid that there were not as many people as Song Lan robbed alone.

"I said, it's legitimate competition."

Song Lan must emphasize, "You can't slander me just because I haven't competed!" ”

"I see."

"Nothingness" ignored Song Lan's rhetoric, and suddenly realized, "You're going to rob their believers again, you thief of faith!" ”

Fire prevention, anti-theft and anti-Song Lan.

This is the unwritten rule of the upper world.

If you don't want believers to suddenly lose a lot of light out of thin air, it's best to stay away from Song Lan!

The small theater of its two hundred and seventy-five:

Wednesday, afternoon, year, month, day

Everyone has a way of understanding the world, and for night herons, the world can be roughly divided into three categories: what is delicious, what can be eaten, and what cannot be eaten.

Recently, she took the initiative to assume the identity of her sister, carefully teaching her sister how to understand the world.

Eat the delicious food first.

What can be eaten is kept as a reserve food.

If you can't eat it, try to stay away from it.

To this end, she also proposed a system of gastronomic ratings.

In the context just now, this theory is easy to understand.

Witches are rare mountain treasures and are delicious.

Uncle Li, the doorman, is too old, the meat is thin and woody, and it is the cheapest ingredient like the old chicken in the market, and it can only be regarded as reserve food.

Lu Xiang's porridge is inedible, it will leave a mental wound on the young sister, so you must stay away.

Lu Xiang was stunned when she heard this set of theories, Yelu has been here for so long, and this is the first time she has heard the other party mention her cognitive system.

What makes Lu Xiang feel mixed is that the only reason in this set of theories is that the porridge she cooks can't be eaten.

Even she herself didn't want to take a second sip.

It seems that the education work has a long way to go, and it is necessary to call the night heron over to listen to the lecture while educating the baby in the future.