Chapter 625: 'Fair Trade'
Talent and ambition are often directly proportional, and an ambitious person is usually less likely to be a devout believer in the gods because they tend to believe in themselves more.
It is not without believers who are both extremely pious and have outstanding talents, but the number is pitiful, so Zhang Lisheng's selection of evangelists in the mortal world has always adhered to the path of pragmatism, and the results obtained are also extremely good.
After completing a fair 'deal' with Hubble, the two braved the heavy rain to walk to the side of the street to a clean black Cadillac RV washed by the rain mixed with a long line of broken down and dilapidated cars in a crooked row.
Sitting in the back seat, the young man took off his strange raincoat that had not been stuck to a drop of water, glanced through the blurred window at the crowd in the distance, who were walking numbly, and ordered the old white man in the front row: "Drive to the fishing grounds, Sayenov." ”
"Yes, sir. The big man with an expressionless face like an iron plate replied stiffly, started the car, and turned the car towards the avenue with a splash of water.
The desperate people around noticed that a black-headed luxury car had driven out of the scrap pile, and their faces clearly showed an inexplicable expression of jealousy.
New York is not an oil producer, and gasoline has long been banned from sale among the people, and even if some prescient and intelligent people have stored it, they must have saved it for the critical moment of escape.
And in the case that the vast majority of people can't fill their stomachs, this kind of waste of people must also be very hated.
"Sayenov, old white dog, look at the expressions of these sissies outside who want to rob us but don't dare. What a fucking hypocrisy, they're all cowards.
After coming here, I will be able to 'preach' one neighborhood by myself. A stout black man sitting in the passenger seat of a Cadillac with a stubby neck covered in crimson flame tattoos said with a toothless grin, enjoying the unkind stares cast by the desperate people.
"Greyfang, how dare you speak in such an uncultured tone in front of the Divine Envoy. Hubble reprimanded his subordinates angrily, and a single sentence made the strong black man, who was two heads taller than himself, cringe and dare not say anything more.
Looking at this scene, Zhang Lisheng showed a lenient expression, and persuaded with a smile: "Hubble, Wu Lisheng is a very generous deity, as long as it is not in the formal prayer ceremony, he does not care about the vulgar attitude of the believers. And it's me. ”
"That's because you have noble sentiments. Kind and graceful, my lord. Hubble complimented the young man with an emphasis that was completely different from the ugly appearance and the profession of the criminal, and the grim expression on his face softened, and he said to his men, "Gray Fang." You are now also a believer in the true God.
I was about to beg God to grant you and Sayenov priesthood. It may not be long before you're left alone.
As a future evangelist, how can you open your mouth and curse like an idiot. Use your brain more before you talk in the future, and think more before you speak.
For example, today's incident, do you think those people outside are really cowardly? Well, we're on Durand Street in the Bronx, an old neighborhood of Mexican descent.
Most of the people living here are already the second and third generations of immigrants, and although they have long lost the risk-taking wildness of their parents, they are by no means weak in their bones.
It's just that because they have been with each other for decades, generations of neighbors, all of them are now only secretly ruthless and follow the rules..."
"That's this group of bitches who haven't been hungry enough. Hearing the boss's softened tone, the black strong man muttered unchangeably.
"Yes, they'll follow the rules because they're not hungry yet," Hubble said grimly, "and there's less and less food to be distributed, and in a few weeks these guys will be hungry."
At that time, some of them may not hesitate to quietly cut the necks of their 'old neighbors' for the sake of a bag of bread, so remember that this is a time of war, and the transformation of man and demon sometimes only takes a few days, or even just a moment, and in the future, you must not underestimate anyone in the 'missionary', otherwise you must be the one who suffers. ”
"I, I get the boss. Gray Fang was stunned for a moment, then he understood Hubble's painstaking efforts, was silent for a while, and said convincingly, and then stopped making noise.
In the silence, the car turned left and right on the empty New York highway for a long time, escaping the rain clouds and ushering in the pale white winter sun.
The smell in the air unconsciously became a little salty, and when he lowered the window and looked at the abandoned port looming in front of him, Zhang Lisheng suddenly said: "Hubble, it seems that your insight into human nature is still above my imagination."
If you are not a priest, I will ask the gods to give him the power to cast spells, and I will give you the same right as Catherine to 'preach' freely across cities and countries.
Finally, I would like to give you a piece of advice, don't be so calculating, Wu Li is a generous and fair deity, and his devotion will always be rewarded. ”
"My lord, although I was born in a poor community and has been selling white powder since I was a child, I have only pursued 'fairness' all my life. Hubble remained silent at the words of the dark-haired young man next to him, and it wasn't until the car stopped outside the rusty, dilapidated fence of the old port of Queens that he replied in a low voice, pushed the door and stepped out of the car.
With the war, the status of New York's new port, which is connected to the military base, has risen dramatically, and the civilian navigation industry has been withered by the steam missiles of the Calado, and the old port has been almost abandoned half a year ago, until the expansion of the Wuli religion to the whole of Queens, this port that has long been overgrown outside the fence has finally ushered in a rebirth.
At this time, the age span of each ship is from the beginning of the last century to the last ten years;
The range ranges from luxury yachts to simple merchant ships;
The tonnage ranges from small boats that can only accommodate a few people to large ships that can stack hundreds of tons of cargo, floating in the shallow waters outside the harbor.
Driven by the manipulative magic of the Witch Priest standing on the deck, these ships with no drop of fuel in their engines magically cruised back and forth on the sea.
Many clumsy men watched the movement of the sea from the boat, running in a panic, and from time to time casting fishing nets and reaping a full harvest of fish
On the shore, in front of the piles of catches, women and children laughed and shaved the fresh fish with their tails in half, and hung them on the concrete floor, their eyes full of joy.
In the face of war, it is hard to imagine that the 'New Yorkers' could not satisfy their desires by expensive brand-name clothing, French meals in high-end restaurants, luxury houses, famous cars, and other luxury items.
Such an era is a complete catastrophe for mankind, but it is extremely fortunate for the gods.
It became very easy to obtain devout followers, and sometimes a child could be fed enough to harvest two fanatical believers, one father and one mother, and the cruel and beautiful reality made the god Wuli more and more aware of the importance of the word 'salvation'.
"If the war on the Green Leaf Continent of the 'Sea Shrimp No. 2 World' was not caused by me, then I am afraid that the faith that can be harvested after occupying it can be increased several times.
It's a shame to think about. Zhang Lisheng followed Hubble into the port, feeling the reverent gaze cast by the believers on the earth, muttering to himself with a smile of 'God loves the world', and silently strolled through half of the port and walked into the first floor of the harbor office building.
In contrast to the damp moss-streaked exterior walls, the office rooms are extravagantly lavish, with a soft, brownish-red wool carpet on the floor, and five or six full bear skins with heads under the sofa in the center;
On the ceiling, an ancient Europa pearl pendant chandelier shines;
The elegant antique furniture under the beige light is worth a lot just by looking at its exquisite handiwork and heavy sense of history.
As soon as he entered the room, the young man saw Hubble, who was one step ahead of him, walking straight to the portrait of the snake-headed human figure hanging in the middle of the wall facing the iron door, first drawing an 'L' on his chest, and then bowing his head and praying softly.
This statue of the god, which has been modified by Zhang Lisheng himself, is a little more evil and terrifying than the original portrait that resembles the god of Huaguomen, but it is also more mysterious and powerful.
In particular, there are no Wuli totem poles and temples on the earth, and the images of the gods that can be hung on the walls to serve as simple altars automatically have the ability to store the power of faith, and unconsciously add a lot of shocking and mysterious charm.
When Hubble saluted the gods, the people who had been staying in the room and chatting comfortably unconsciously held their breath, showed solemn expressions, and also drew the letter "L" on their chests, bowing their heads in silence.
But when he finished praying, he walked to the wine rack by the wall with a relaxed face, and selected a red wine and stuffed it into the ice bucket, but someone suddenly said, "Priest Hubble, you just drank wine after praying to the gods, is that okay?"
"Priest Alonso, the great Witch is not the kind of harsh god who worships asceticism, on the contrary, the gods like the solemnity and grandeur of their mortal dwellings, and the casualness and richness of their followers' lives.
He is the most forgiving and not hypocritical deity, so after praying, I want to have a cup, and of course I can have a cup. ”
"That's just what you think. ”
"Yes, that's really just what I think.
But I think I know the teachings of Wu Li better than you, otherwise I wouldn't have converted to the faith hundreds of days later than you, but I would have been a third-class priest like you.
Do you think that the gods are more gracious to me simply because I have decorated this humble church with carpets and bearskins?" said Hubble, turning his head to look at the victim with contempt, and spread his hands. (To be continued......)