Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 493 Leave
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"really not bad."

Medici looked at the banquet on the seashore with his chin resting on his cheeks. The scene of mixed entertainment between half giants and humans made him feel a little nostalgic: "But you refuse to go, so I can only accompany you here to drink the sea breeze."

Looking at the bustling scene below, the red angel also had the urge to sigh. He remembered his "war red" - not the present, but the past.

It's not that Medici doesn't value his current team, it's just that time has passed forever, the legion that once truly connected with him, and the subordinates who held the sacred banner with him, he lived and lived with them. Death, and they charged and retreated, He could hear everyone's inner voice, and also heard the wailing and roaring when they were all wiped out after his death.

There is always a misunderstanding among people, that is, the God of War must always win, but Medici remembered how many times he had to retreat in the face of a strong enemy. At the beginning, He used the soldiers as tools to urge They died for victory, and then He began to treat them as comrades, companions, cherish their feathers, and no longer use them desperately for victory. Later, He learned to command his legions best, and was a man who could fight with soldiers. Be a ruthless god while eating a pot of rice, drinking and chatting with generals.

The final fiasco is undoubtedly the most unforgettable, which also gave the past "war red" a special place in Medici's heart.

"You really don't want to go down?"

Medici added, and randomly pointed at two people in the crowd: "They are your parents this time, and the believer who respects your Lord very much, and other people who have not given up on the Lord's belief, they probably will I am very welcome to eat with you and talk to you."

Ulorius stood beside Medici, looking down at the seashore at the foot of the mountain, without saying a word, like a stone statue.

"Look, I just said that kid Klein is still worthy of trust and help, and the Lord's vision will not be wrong. Those people were unwilling to convert to him, but he still took them away instead of letting them live on the Eastern Continent Self-destruction." Medici continued.

"Him?" the Angel of Destiny said softly, "It should be him."

"He wants to be called him." Medici shrugged.

After a moment of silence, he stood up.

"Well... Although you said that I have no plans for the future, it seems that your thoughts about the future are not so clear."

Medici sighed:
"And big snake, since you didn't leave with God, you can only wander with me in the future."

"where are we going?"

……

In the afternoon, the four members of the Tarot Club successfully met in the captain's room of the "Future".

"It's unbelievable." Derrick couldn't restrain his excitement from just now, and said with a smile, "In the Eastern Continent, Mr. World came to help us. Just as we were about to leave, we met Mr. Hanged Man and Mr. Ms. 'Hermit', thank Mister 'Fool' for your guidance, I am so glad to see you all again, praise Mister 'Fool'!"

"Praise Him." Klein answered.

"Yeah, I thought I would always be an expedition team member in Intis..." Cattleya pushed her glasses, let a spirit world creature pour steaming tea for everyone, and said softly, "Praise 'The Fool'."

Alger nodded and joined the conversation: "I got the information from a great being, and then I knew that the 'world' was going to bring you out. Just as I was about to set sail, I saw the fleet of the 'Hermit', and finally I know that our goals are the same. Therefore, I venture to guess that the one who gave me the oracle is the hidden sage of the righteous god of Intis, and he may be an ally of the 'Fool' who is also an ancient god."

When he was talking, he watched Gehrman's expression nervously, and as soon as his guess made his face slightly unwell, he would stop talking immediately.

He also wisely didn't mention the construction of the "Sea God" parish in Bayam that he and Danitz were in charge of during this period, and he didn't rush to claim credit for a while, and waited until Derrick and the people from the Land Abandoned by God arrived at him, " The world" will naturally see the efforts of oneself and others.

Hearing his guess, Cattleya nodded:
"Yes, I also got the oracle from the hidden sage, asking me to come to the private port in the Rorsted Islands, and someone will tell me what to do. However, I didn't expect Mr. Hanged Man to be there. "

She and Alger exchanged glances, then looked at Klein.

"Perhaps the sage wants to send people from the Eastern Continent to us, and open up an area of ​​believers belonging to 'The Fool' in Intis?"

Recalling that there are ten rooms and nine empty houses, and the population of the whole country is only as many Intis as Trier, Cattleya couldn't help but diverge her thoughts: "To be honest, don't say 2 people, even if it is 20 people, Intis can also accommodate it... However, there are already Creator and Mysterious Church there, so is it necessary to give the church of the foreign god 'Mr. Fool' the missionary right like Loen did before?"

The Great Flood of the God of Thunder brought terrible damage and irreparable losses to this country. Although Intis relaxed the immigration policy, even with the illegal immigrants who smuggled in, the current total population of Intis is only... ...Less than 300 million.

It is only equivalent to the entire population of two or three large cities under normal conditions.

Regardless of whether it is a Extraordinary or a commoner, as long as they have experienced it, they all suffer from related diseases without exception-the official name of the two churches is "stress post-traumatic disorder"-they are afraid of the sea, fear of large waters, Even the fishermen can hardly muster up the courage to continue to go to sea, so they can only let these Extraordinary people maintain the operation of the coastal cities, and wait until the immigrants take over these industries.

Although Cattleya knew about the existence of "anchor" and its effect on gods through the Tarot Society, she didn't know how many people a god needed as "anchor" to maintain a normal state.

After all, it seems that one god always occupies a country, and the millions of people in a country all believe in one god, or two gods score equally.Even the former god of steam and machinery obtained Loen's missionary rights through technical cooperation on the premise of having some followers of Intis, and the number of followers was equivalent to half the country's population.

After the Creator replaced the Eternal Blazing Sun, while the Church of Steam chose a new ally, it also stood on the opposite side of the Lord of Storms at that time, and could no longer stay in Ruen.Almost all Beyonders and sealed items must be transferred out of Loen within the time limit set by the two churches of the night and the storm.

They lost their original status.

A small number of churches only need a small number of "Mechanical Heart" members, and most of the Beyonders of the Church of Steam in Ruen have to migrate to Intis.

This is based on the premise that there are many people who believe in the "God of Steam and Machinery", and some of them are key figures in post-war reconstruction.For example, the "Mother of the Earth" church, which has fewer believers, less influence, and does not even have the right to preach, was directly expelled and closed down by the church's priests.

Hearing this sentence, Alger couldn't help being a little nervous.

Taking the diocese opened by him and Danitz as an example, it must be barely able to accommodate these 2 people, but neither the resources nor the level of comfort can compare to a country.If Derrick and the others went to Intis, what would they do on their side?
Fortunately, just when he was worried about gains and losses, Gehrman spoke.

"This is the good intention of the hidden sage, but one help is enough."

He didn't agree to the request of the demon of knowledge, and naturally he didn't dare to accept the other party's help, even if the other party might really just swipe it casually.

He looked at Alger and said: "Please find an island in the Rorsted Archipelago that is big enough for them to live on, keep in touch, and stay away from the rebels for now. As for whether you believe in the 'Sea God' or 'The Fool', or both, It's up to them to decide."

Huh... Alger felt his heart slowly relax again, and immediately agreed:
"No problem. Before I set off again, I have reserved the location of the habitable island. There are also small villages that the Church of Thunder will not pay attention to. They all believe in 'Sea God'."

Hearing what he said, Klein couldn't help being curious:
"How many followers of 'Sea God' are there now?"

Reminiscent of the total population of Silver City and Moon City, Alger took Derrick's thoughts into consideration, and said the number was slightly smaller:
"The missionary activities around Bayam were not going well. The Church of the God of Thunder didn't care at first, and later began to investigate other beliefs. The main force of the 'Sea God' believers is still the local rebel forces, with a total of more than 4 people."

"In addition, the residents of the villages on the small islands around the Rorsted Islands are basically aboriginals. They have traditional beliefs, and they are basically willing to secretly believe in the 'God of the Sea'. There is no specific statistics on the number of people, and it should be less than 1."

"As for the pirates and sailors who have random beliefs at sea, it is impossible to count them."

These 5 people believe in the "Sea God", not the "Fool". Only 2 people in the Eastern Continent believe in the "Fool"... Argel felt that the number of believers was really shabby, so he couldn't help feeling a little nervous, waiting for God The hair loss of the loved ones.

5 people believe in "Sea God", so many!
It's a pity that I couldn't hear the prayers for "Sea God" when I was in the Land Abandoned by the Gods, otherwise my mental state might be better—or worse, because the image of "Sea God" is completely different from "The Fool", and it is easy to let My cognition is confused, I have to separate sooner.

Klein digested the good news, and immediately said calmly:

"You did very well."

Before Alger could express his gratitude with a stenciled smile of sincerity as usual, Klein added fire in a low voice:

"In the future, Mister Fool will give the title of 'Sea God' to his subordinates."

"The item corresponding to 'Sea God', the scepter corresponds to Sequence 3 of the 'Sailor' pathway, and is on the same level as 'Sea King' Yan Cottman... just sleeps in the underground sealed room of the City of Silver, I can use it at any time It retrieves."

With Alger's brain, talking about this is enough, even a little too much.

After Klein finished speaking, he sat upright again, and just gave Alger a meaningful look.

After a short period of astonishment, Alger's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he nodded vigorously, with a rare achievement: "Thanks...Thank you Mr. Fool for your affirmation, and thank you, 'World', I will definitely Redouble your efforts and regard the building of the 'Sea God Church' as ​​my life's work!"

Klein smiled: "The people of Silver City and Moon City have inherited ancient traditions and sacrificial methods, and they have a complete set of plans. In this regard, the current 'Sea God' Church and the future 'Fool' Church will bother you gone."

"No problem!" Alger's voice was a little hoarse.

He couldn't wait to set sail back to Bayam!

……

On the beach.

"My friend, are these seeds your work?"

Frank, who was packing his things and preparing to board the ship, suddenly heard a voice. He turned his head and saw a taller person walking over.Although the visitor is a bit unfamiliar, the half-giants on the beach are all survivors of the land abandoned by the gods. Frank turned his head generously and showed him these seeds, proudly talking about the introduction that has been said many times :
"That's right! These are..."

The stranger's movements interrupted Frank's introduction. He walked forward on his own, casually grabbed a few pockets behind Frank, and said to himself very familiarly:
"This is the product of crossing vines and pork. The genes of the leaves are programmed into pork, and pork chops can be grown directly. This is...wheat hybridized with cows. The ears of wheat are directly milk. It seems that you have improved a lot Steps, this is... goose-flavored cabbage? The principle is the same as that of apple chicken. Although there is no innovation, it is very good to be able to improve the original technology."

Frank blinked and scratched his head.

He felt that something was wrong with the scene in front of him, but he couldn't say it: "Uh, thank you...?"

While speaking, the stranger had already looked at all the seeds and fruits in more than a dozen pockets, and raised his head with a smile.

"Hey, you also made a potion for rapid plant growth?...Although it is not purely using fertilizers and potions as written in your plan, you can divide the blessing of a 'good harvest' into [-] parts and keep [-]% of the original blessing. It worked out . . . well done, Frank."

"Compared to the beginning, you have made a lot of progress, and I appreciate your efforts."

Frank looked at this stranger's face, and suddenly shouted:

"you!"

"It's you! You are..."

"Shh." The stranger's expression became serious, "Don't say it, I just want to come and accept your experimental results."

"Yes, yes." Frank was excited, "I thought you were still in Intis, you have too many students, and my experiment is gradually on the right track, so it is difficult to get your answer. I handed it over to you, and I got your reward."

The stranger—the withering lord blinked, he realized that he was mistaken for the monster of knowledge, but he didn't intend to clarify—"I'm very busy, but I haven't forgotten you, an excellent student. After all, in biology There are not many people who have made such achievements in science.”

Frank was flattered by the praise, and kept scratching his hair and giggling.

"They call you abundance, which is the highest level of appreciation for a cultivator," He said.

"By the way, Frank, my purpose is not just to accept your results. I will also take your ship to the outside world to confirm that all these survivors are safe before leaving. During this time, you must remember not to expose my identity of."

"Yes!" Frank nodded vigorously, "Yes!!"

After speaking, Cattleya's horn sounded just in time, telling everyone that it was time to leave.

The 2000 people who were selected gathered at the front, said goodbye to their family and friends, lined up to board the ship along the pier, and were dispersed to the "Poseidon", the flagship of the "Future" and other fleets.

Frank shook his head, and found that the avatar of the god in front of him had long since disappeared.

In the distance, the Wither Lord, who had changed another container, had seamlessly mixed into the boarding team, chatting and laughing with the people and entered the cabin together.

After boarding the boat, people dispersed one after another, looking for a place to sit down, and He quickly said goodbye to the people around him.

One person who had just talked with him was still full of ideas, saying:
"You people in Yuecheng are really well-informed, I'm really envious."

Those who were asked wondered:
"Isn't that from your City of Silver?"

TBC
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Demon of Knowledge: My spiritual intuition seemed to be triggered.

Old Ai: (Turn off the shared live broadcast a long time ago) Oh.

(End of this chapter)