Chapter 238 Emperor's Savior Church

The Emperor began to prepare for many religious matters, and Ron finally had a rare break after being busy for so long. Although it was a break, he spent most of his time curled up in his small room quietly familiarizing himself with the new knowledge and power.

The emperor didn't say anything else. After determining his mission, he quickly got into the state.

There is no need to say much about the religious issues in the United States. As a beacon of civilization, the origin of the United States is a group of Puritans who failed in a religious uprising and suffered oppression. In order to pass on their ideas, these Puritans finally traveled thousands of miles to the American continent.

It is precisely because of this origin that the First Amendment of the U.S. Constitution explicitly prohibits the establishment of a state religion and prohibits Congress from undermining religious freedom by any means. It prohibits the federal government and states from interfering in church organizations and activities.

Of course, the Puritans were the first to form the United States, so in the 19th century, public officials in the United States could only be Christians and Puritans. Later, it was abolished, but it was only abolished on paper, and religious sectarian differences still existed secretly.

After all, even the president needs to place his hand on the Bible when taking the oath of office - considering the anti-Semitic laws, in the future it may be placed on the triptych of "The Original Way's Song of Saving the World", "The Original Way's Instructions for Awakening the World" and "The Original Way's Instructions for Awakening the World".

But there is nothing new under the sun, and absolute freedom is absolute unfreedom. History has proved countless times that indulgence without any restrictions will only be the beginning of chaos.

Scientology, Spiritualism, Osho, the Branch Davidians...all kinds of religions emerge one after another.

Under such circumstances, the Emperor's creation of a religion caused almost no disturbance. Although the Emperor did not try to recruit believers on a large scale to perform miracles for the sake of safety, in just one month, the 'Emperor's Savior Church' created by the Emperor quickly gained more than 3,000 believers.

Well, the name of the Emperor's Church of Savior was decided by Ron, and it was based on the state religion in the Warhammer world view. The predecessor of the state religion was called the Church of the Emperor's Temple of Savior, which was established in the 32nd millennium. Although it was not named, Ron could more or less guess that the birth of the state religion had the shadow of the Emperor. Because it was because of the establishment of the state religion that the human empire regained its faith and persisted.

As for the subsequent religious reforms, most of them were serious deviations from the path planned by the Emperor himself. The most famous reform was the religious reform carried out by Saint Sebastian through the Crusade of Light. Later, Guilliman also wanted to carry out religious reform. But unfortunately, it failed completely.

The reason was obvious: Sebastian was trying to change but not reform, while Guilliman really intended to abolish the state religion.

But that is all old news in 40k. At this stage, the development speed of the Emperor's Salvation Church, which is supervised by the Emperor himself, is undoubtedly extremely gratifying.

Three thousand believers, one dollar a day for each person, that's ninety thousand a month, and it's a bargain, ninety thousand dollars a month. When the emperor brought back the sect's account book, Ron's eyes widened - how was this different from his childhood dream of turning into a billionaire on the spot by giving him one dollar per person?
The difference is that religious membership fees are legal and compliant, while one dollar per person is illegal fundraising.

In order to avoid too much influence on the outside world, the Emperor's Church of the Savior was mainly spread in Hell's Kitchen near the mental hospital. As the most chaotic and lawless place in New York, even if Forbole came, he had to be very careful and sneak into the village where no guns were fired, which naturally attracted the attention of many people.

That night, walking on the dim streets of Hell's Kitchen, Lester looked around with two solid metal baseballs in his hands, his eyes full of annoyance and impatience.

Lester, nicknamed Bullseye, is a natural antisocial criminal with a very high IQ and athletic ability that matches his IQ.

If it weren't for his antisocial personality, Bullseye would have had a pretty good and happy life.

If nothing else, his superior athletic ability, excellent reflexes, and amazing throwing skills alone would easily make Bullseye the greatest pitcher ever in the history of the American League if he wanted to.

In fact, Bullseye did serve as a baseball pitcher. At that time, he was still in college, and he won three consecutive championships in an amazing way. But after that, Bullseye felt unprecedented boredom.

So during the next throw, he directly smashed the opponent's head.

I have to admit that this was an unimaginable experience for Bullseye. When he saw the opponent's head explode under the baseball he threw, the splashing blood, the broken bones and brain, the terrified shouts and shocked eyes of the people around him, all made Bullseye feel unprecedented pleasure.

As for the pain and regret of accidentally killing someone... I'm sorry, that wasn't an accident. In fact, Bullseye had long wanted to try a more deadly sport, but the civilization of modern society had delayed him from taking the most crucial step. And now, Bullseye finally took the first step, and this feeling made him feel that the bitterness had paid off, as if the originally boring and tedious world had become colorful with the explosion of his classmate's head.

Bullseye then dropped out of school and chose a new career that was full of temptation and creativity for him - a professional killer.

Relying on his ability to kill targets silently with a throwing knife or a baseball without using a gun, as well as his commendable mission completion rate, Bullseye soon attracted the attention of the big guys in the underworld.

This time, Bullseye came to the First Kitchen on the orders of his boss, Kingpin, the underground emperor of New York who is connected to both the black and white worlds. He was responsible for investigating what the hell was that caused Kingpin's employees and henchmen in Hell's Kitchen to resign in large numbers, refuse to carry out missions, and even fail to execute Kingpin's transactions.

If it were somewhere else, Kingpin would not have sent out his favorite killer like Bullseye. But what can he do? Hell's Kitchen is the largest underground trading place for Kingpin and even the entire New York. Almost all gangs do those shady things here. Although it is the territory of the national government on the surface, in fact, Kingpin collects an astronomical amount of venue fees every day.

In addition, this was also the area where Jin Bing's criminal group sold stolen goods, so Jin Bing did not take it lightly and sent out his capable men right away, trying to accomplish the goal in one fell swoop.

While walking, occasionally in the dim alleys of Hell's Kitchen, relying on his own outstanding abilities, Bullseye more or less understood why Hell's Kitchen suddenly became like this during this period of time.

The reason is simple. A strange religion started preaching in Hell's Kitchen. When Bullseye first heard the news, he didn't believe it. Someone would be so crazy as to come to Hell's Kitchen to preach. Don't you know? This is the most chaotic and lawless place in New York and even the whole United States.

It's good enough that they don't go out to kill or injure people, but they actually come here to preach?
I'm afraid that all the top leaders of the entire sect are crazy?
Although he was surprised and puzzled, he took money to help others get rid of disasters. As a killer with professional ethics, Bullseye did not mind clearing the mind of this inexplicable sect for the reward of Kingpin!
As Kingpin's right-hand man, Bullseye has been to Hell's Kitchen for a long time. It can even be said that Hell's Kitchen is Bullseye's favorite place. Especially when those stupid gangs are fighting each other, Bullseye's favorite thing is to hide in the distance and shoot them in the head one by one.

But each time they only do it in moderation. After all, if it happens too frequently, it will affect the business of Hell's Kitchen.

And now, Bullseye can clearly feel that Hell's Kitchen has changed.

There are no call girls on the streets who can irresponsibly make syrup puffs for a few dozen dollars. There are no lower-class black people sneaking around the corners selling contraband. In front of those dark alleys, the lower-class brothers who stood guard while gangs were doing business are nowhere to be found. Even the streets are much cleaner.

What did the streets of Hell's Kitchen look like in the past? They were covered with all kinds of flyers. There were flyers for making fake IDs, selling contraband, soliciting prostitutes, hiring workers, and aphrodisiacs... all kinds of flyers. But now, not to mention the flyers, even the chewing gum stuck on the ground has been scraped away.

Indistinctly, Bullseye saw two people running hurriedly through the dim alley. They were obviously gang members, wearing T-shirts, but their necks and arms were covered with various tattoos.

Bullseye knew that this gang was a bottom-level rubbish, the rubbish among rubbish, and could only be aggressive to ordinary people. They were the lowest of the lowest in the underworld, and were only responsible for selling and distributing some illegal arms and banned drugs.

Similarly, it can be seen that the two lower-level gang members are very nervous, and seem to be anxious to participate in something. However, this anxiety is completely different from the fear of punishment from within the gang. Instead, it feels like they are afraid... afraid that they are not pious enough?
"Tom! It's all your fault, you idiot! If you hadn't insisted on escorting that brat away from here, we wouldn't be late!"

"Shut up Jerry!"

After hearing what Tom said, the slightly shorter young man retorted:
"You know what the environment in Hell's Kitchen is like. A student who comes here will be eaten up and even his organs will be removed and thrown into the sewer! That skinny guy named Peter Parker is a good guy. I heard that he comes to the mental hospital over there to volunteer for free. If we don't protect even such a weak and good student, how can mankind have a future?"

The brown-haired young man named Jerry is obviously a chatterbox and eloquent.

"Our lives are ruined. I don't know how many families and lives have been destroyed by the cocaine I sold. We can't pay for these sins even if we die. Since we have the opportunity to help other people with conscience, we can't ignore it. They are the future of human society! Even if Master Neos knew about this, he would definitely praise me!"

"Ah? This...Okay, I admit that you have a point."

Hearing this, the blue-haired young man named Tom scratched his head and added, "Then let's run quickly! Every time I see the leader, I feel like I have found a new goal in life! I can't wait to share my new life with my friends there!"

After listening to the two hooligans' words, Bullseye felt that he had heard them wrongly, and his face was full of self-doubt. Damn, when did even a group of low-level hooligans who sold drugs to big gangs and survived at the bottom have such noble sentiments? If you don't know, you would think that mankind has ushered in complete liberation and freed itself from manual labor!
With self-doubt, Bullseye hid his body and followed quickly.

Soon, Bullseye found a long-abandoned warehouse in an extremely remote corner of Hell's Kitchen.

There are many similar warehouses in Hell's Kitchen, all of which are used by gangs for transactions. Sometimes, people from the white world will also contact those shady killers here.

but now……

Looking at the two young men entering the factory, he was silent for a moment. After making sure that there were no guards or defense measures around, Target Eye simply walked directly into the warehouse through the half-open door.

With the warm light, Bullseye saw a classroom with a warm layout. It was not as messy as other warehouses used for gang transactions. On the contrary, it was covered with solid wood floors and the walls were painted white. Judging from the color and texture, it was obviously completed recently.

There was a huge painting hanging on the wall at the back, with many people gathered together, a girl holding a guitar and playing it, and the believers sang some gentle melodies along with the guitar, while looking at a man standing in the middle with admiration. When Bullseye saw this man for the first time, he quickly realized that this guy was the leader mentioned by the two gangsters.

He is nearly three meters tall, but he does not look bloated or skinny. On the contrary, this sturdy body makes people feel trustworthy and extremely comfortable. It is as warm as jade and does not seem to pose any threat at all.

Although he had his back to him, Bullseye was certain that he was not a guy with a face full of flesh. At least, that was not the feeling at the moment.

As a rational person, Bullseye knew very well that a good appearance was a shortcut to interpersonal communication. And for the founder of a religion, the ability to convince people was the most important ability.

Religion makes a lot of money - Bullseye thought, and quickly classified the emperor into those cult leaders who seemed to be righteous on the surface but lived a life of debauchery in private.

As if realizing that there were outsiders coming, the emperor turned around gently and said with a smile:
"Are there any guests coming? But today is not the day to welcome new guests."

(End of this chapter)

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