The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 242 Funeral Industry

In Utopia, the structure of religious orders or illegal orders in the name of associations is roughly the same.

One, two, or three popes, the Void Sea Sect has one pope, and the March Sect has three.

Three or more cardinals.

There are many archdiocese bishops, pastoral bishops and pastoral priests under the cardinal.

Finally, each of these people has a large civil service system, the members of which are called priests, monks, congregants, and so on.

In the Mind Flayer Document Research Order, there is a Pope, namely Gwen.Half of the rest are made up of Secret Detectives, Rangers, Shad Mutual Aid Committee, and Welji Cooking Union, which are not too big to watch, and the other half come from all levels of spy guilds and secret service agencies in Utopia. fill up.Curse Blade originally served as the 'subdivision chief' post in the secret investigation department.

Logically speaking, in the clerical order, it is also the qualification of a pastoral priest.

But considering that Gwen is completely like a puppet, it seems a little inappropriate to control the entire church as a priest in the pastoral area. Therefore, in order to appease everyone, the curse blade must not be shirked. In short, under these circumstances, I had to take the liberty of raising my rank in the sect by two levels,

Just be the 'Standing Pope'!
That is, the Cardinal.

But it seems a little too conspicuous considering there is only one cardinal.

So, from some corner, a woman named 'Hella' was caught and became the second cardinal.This Hela used to be the most vicious generation of Utopia before Li Qi, but the reason for the subsequent intermittent whitewashing is also very simple.What she rebelled against was not the authorities, but the opponents of the authorities.Although he is old, he looks young and mature!Everything was fine, except that he didn't speak quite like a utopian.

Two cardinals didn't seem like enough either.

No matter what, the third elder has to be invited out.

Curseblade invited Professor Jackal.

……

"why?"

Gwen asked.

Cursed Blade said: "Where are the advantages of the Mind Flayer Cult? Dark, mysterious, gloomy, and finally handsome. First of all, you are the best billboard as the Pope, perfectly satisfying the reverie of the male congregation for the Mind Flayer ;Secondly, Hela has a wild and innocent beauty, which is very popular with the elderly; finally, the jackal can make up for the propaganda against the young girl generation in the image of our church."

"Oh! And mature women?"

"..."

Gwen glanced at the hunting suit, the black priest's robe, the tall and handsome curse blade, and snorted sullenly:

"understood."

……

With the three cardinals set up and making sure two of them are puppets, Spellblade begins to look at the bigger puzzle.

The identity of the "undertaker", a very small number of mind flayers, or even Grid himself, who didn't care much about it, was brought up again.Cursed Blade asked Tuman to give it more space to introduce the concepts of reincarnation, rest, and the island in my heart...no, the place of peace of mind.And proposed a new authority: "We cannot decide whether you live or die, but we can decide how you will live or die in your next life."

In Utopia, no cult has yet experienced the charm of this move.

Instead, I feel that the curse blade is a bit hungry.

"Does something like funeral rights need to be robbed? Isn't it all about digging a pit and burying it or throwing it off the train?"

This is the view of the two churches.

And the associations that are better than them, the illegal religious groups, don't pay much attention to these.

The truth is quite simple.

Legitimate churches themselves have huge profits from salt, iron and sugar, while most illegal religious groups are small businesses that smuggle fog sugar, weapons, steel, monster corpses and source force corpses.By the way, for large-scale smuggling, there must be two legal sects.The Clerical Cult was first established, and everyone is waiting for the opening of the "Mind Flayer Assassin Intermediary Club". After all, there are not no sects based on the most dangerous ghost stories of the fellow villagers before, and most of them have become the standard Assassin League.

Funerals and funerals?

How can killing someone come with money!

Among other things, if Gwen is willing to take orders, it is not difficult to easily earn [-] military dollars a month. As long as he can pass the hurdle in his heart, it is possible to break [-].After all, the more decent people are, the less afraid of death, because a decent role in Utopia means going mad.Being demented in Utopia and still decent, it shows that he has a bright future on the way of Yuanli.Therefore, it would not be a waste of money to hire professional bodyguards. Without professional bodyguards, Gwen is really sure to kill every time.

For example, an upright and upright commander in the territory of the next-door spring driver, stood on the same front as Long Yan, and destroyed 50 worth of military fog candies in one go. It can be said that the gangsters on the entire hometown-to-homecoming line hate it to the core He has committed suicide, and offered a sky-high price of nearly 120 million military use in the black market to kill him.And based on the fact that these military products can be paid for in hard currency such as 'cannonballs' and 'military explosives', it can be judged that some people in the authorities are also unhappy with him.

To kill him, Gwen estimated that it would take only a week.

Although this kind of big list is rare, it will happen once a year or two.

However, the only difficulty Gwen faced was the one in his heart.

Obviously, he won't do it.

Curse Blade is not so crazy to attack a really good person. She targets Long Yan because Long Yan is not a saint in the true sense. Long Yan is a very contradictory person. Apart from good people, he is still relatively bad and utopian.

"So, are we making money from funerals now? Can those guys handle it?"

The handsome jackal who was invited to be the cardinal looked surprised, "Will there be an audience?"

Gwen, who was acting as a puppet, was holding his own dragon tail and squinting his eyes to rest.

make money?

The development of the funeral industry in Utopia is definitely a blue ocean industry, because the red ocean industry among all industries of Utopia people is the killing industry.

Even at this point, ordinary killings are no longer ranked at all, and we need to be more creative.

Need some brains.

According to Coral, it has been a long time since an immortal has been born.

If Curseblade can really make use of these to create a funeral business, then separating this would be a completely legal business!

"of course can."

Curseblade has always been full of confidence: "We first provide the most basic service, incinerating the corpses by Gwen to make ashes, and then storing them in the prepared grave compartment."

"But it doesn't sound like much appeal."

"Gwen's flame has warm properties, as does the source power, which can send the dead into reincarnation. We have Gwen process the corpse once a week and turn it into a ritual."

"Ritual?"

Jackal still hesitated.

Curse Blade patted the table:
"As long as it is solemn enough, knocking a tea egg can become a ceremony!"

……

It's almost time for the curfew on the Hometown Man.

At this time, the villagers are rushing home one by one.

Tommy looked at these people in a hurry, feeling a little envious in his heart, envious that they had a home to go back to?Not really.In other words, it is just a kind of envy for stability as a person living in a violent life.

He lit a cigarette and nodded to a man on the corner with his back against the wall.

The other party smiled and nodded, pointing to the gas mask on his waist.

It's curfew people.

Tommy knew that when the curfew came, these people who would not go home like himself would most likely pull out their weapons and shoot at him. Maybe it was a gang vendetta?Maybe it's a street feud somewhere.Death goes with the Utopians.

But at this moment, he just wanted to finish smoking the cigarette in his mouth.

"Dear citizens, tonight's curfew time will increase the frequency and intensity of patrols, but at the same time, we will postpone the curfew time for 30 minutes. According to reliable information, this delay is because an association spent money to purchase..."

"Sukka!"

Tommy heard a person next to him scold: "Where is the rich guy who bought half an hour of promotional time?"

In Utopia, it seems that everything can come out, such as the soul.

For example, the curfew time of the train.

The man next to him scolded, probably because their gang was ready to rob a shop, because the extra extended normal time caused problems with the curfew patrol waves, so the plan had to be cancelled.

hey what's this called
The scheme is not getting any faster.

Tommy looked relaxed, because he was a delivery man, and the shorter the curfew time, the fewer deliveries he would send.

He was even in the mood to buy a ticket, and whistled to see what the 'funeral ceremony' was like in the propaganda.

……

The organizer of the funeral ceremony was an association society called 'Mind Flayer Document Research'.

Although I don't know why mind flayers can be related to documents and funerals, it doesn't prevent Tommy from watching the excitement.

Before entering the arena, I bought a bottle of beer and a bag of sausage for 1 standard and 3 privately made at the door.

Watch a funeral and eat?
Don't worry, this is the traditional culture of Utopians.Not to mention, Tommy is a black cat named Wilkie, all the more so.

……

It was held at the Alien Theater. I heard that it was unlucky to burn down once, but March blessed some kind people to raise funds and quickly rebuilt it.

And bigger, the tall marble columns made Tommy think for a while before he remembered how to say the word, 'magnificent', yes, very grand.

Time is running out and it has already begun.

Tommy quickly found an empty seat and sat down, ready to have a good meal.

Before eating, I heard a vulgar voice:

"Suka, isn't this mind flayer ritual amazing?"

Why are you so loud?Let people eat?

He raised his head and quickly looked at the stage again. The reason was that the person who yelled was the boss of the Biggs Sea Dragon Gang next door, and he was a real ruthless person.

Can not afford to offend.

Then we can only look at the mind flayer on the stage.

But it's a bad look.

I can't move my eyes.

Standing on the stage is a beauty, dressed in a lava-like glowing red robe with long sleeves.It is not tall, with a pair of awesome lava-colored curly horns on its head, and a huge dragon tail behind it.Its eyes were dyed with flames, and the suffocating source force continuously overflowed from the fingertips to the toes, as if it had become materialized, the molten source force spread across the stage.

【Gwen】

There is no need to understand, no need to know.

Don't even know how to spell it.

But Tommy had already had the name in his mind, and he was absolutely convinced that it was its name.

Endless lava engulfed here.

He felt no burn, no pain, just a sense of warmth, a feeling like soaking in warm water on a cold night.It's like wiping your body clean and lying on the bed, the pain in the back of your waist is slowly relieving.

In the sky, leaves of different colors made of flames fell down.

"It's beautiful."

He praised sincerely. In the endless lava lake in front of him, [Gwen] stuck out his upper body. He became extremely huge, holding a piece of lava lake in both hands, and slowly moved the soul inside to the under the tree behind him.

The feeling of relief made Tommy feel that his soul had been purified.

It's like coming home after a hard day's work.

this moment.

He sincerely and fanatically believed that this kind of ritual could indeed appease the soul of a person and allow the soul of the deceased to flow into reincarnation as a source of force.

Then he was noticed.

[Gwen] turned to look at him, a faint smile appeared on the mouth that had been pursed into a line.

Fire, heat, and warmth engulfed Tommy.

……

The soothing night air woke Tommy up.

Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly walked out of the foreigner's theater where the ceremony was held.

Surrounded by the bewildered rest of the audience.

At this time, he had a desire to survive from nowhere.

Don't want to live in such a muddle, want to live clearly, go, do something more meaningful?

He felt a little hungry.

Perhaps, this is a symbol of the awakening of desire?
……

Sniper Cat, the main tower.

Gwen changed out of the thick papal uniform.

Feeling a little hot all over.

Originally, the design of this set of pope clothes was not to say that it was relatively messy, at least it could be said to be relatively sloppy. It was basically cosmicized with the costumes of the Wusi dancers, but after Gwen strongly protested, it was replaced with a completely The type of clothing that doesn't show through at all.Although it looks like a Two-dimensional oiran, it is better than the previous one.The man in front of him who is wearing a fog heir really doesn't treat the audience friends as outsiders. In the [-]st century, he would have to be detained with the audience friends for [-] days.

But to put it another way, if Gwen appears in the [-]st century, then even the staunchest atheist will have to wonder whether the martyrs have launched some kind of celestial defensive war to protect the great mother earth.

Even if you dance in Wusi's clothes, you have to endure it.

Gwen changed her clothes and went out, when she heard Curseblade shouting excitedly.

"It's done, it's done, a hundred or so corpses have been transported by carts!"

People who don't know this cry of "It's become" may think that this is a cannibal sect, waiting for the ingredients for dinner to arrive.

Gwen's face was sullen, but not completely tense, and she went out with a playful smile.

As soon as you come forward, you are invited to credit:
"I can't hang this wave!"

It belongs to the dream of returning to Internet cafes in 2011.

These one hundred or so corpses belonged to the insiders of the March Sect and the False Sea Sect, and belonged to the branch of the Villager.Some people from the two major churches saw that the effect was good, and it was good for stabilizing the faith, so they offered a sum of money to let the clerical association handle it.

Only one is required:
“Big and good!”

Please note that the average education level of Utopians is indistinguishable from enlightenment education. The elites are great, but when they formulate policies, they must also take into account the public opinion of the lower classes, which is the utopian's "big is awesome" of this mentality.

Wouldn't the Witchcraft Company know that the only ones who bought rifles for self-defense were petite and cute boys of Gwen's size?

I can't!

But the problem is that there are two different kinds of people who actually need a witchcraft rifle and those who will buy a witchcraft rifle, so their submachine guns are made petite and cute, and their rifles are made big and awesome.

People who know how to buy big and awesome rifles will also buy petite and cute submachine guns for the little boys and girls next to them, creating two orders at once, wouldn’t it be wonderful.

Therefore, the two major sects knew that 'entering reincarnation is just going to see Gwen', but they couldn't bear the fact that the congregants had good wishes and visions for the next life, so they simply asked 'you should make the ceremony a big one, and do it well. Well, it'd be better if Gwen came to dance again, and I would give the money and give it quickly.

Of course, Curse Blade also gave an evaluation:
"The quotation is high, and their rebate is also high!"

"It's a win-win!"

Gwen nodded, and asked curiously:

"Who is the damaged third party?"

(End of this chapter)