Don't call me evil god

Palace of Bliss.

The endless feast continues.

For these believers of the Church of Illusion, who are basically ordinary people, they can't imagine any more advanced entertainment.

In the early days of building the Great Illusion, some believers even foolishly proposed that they hope to have a farmland in the illusion, and the farm tools are made of pure gold, so that they can use a golden hoe to plow the land.

That is the best enjoyment he can think of.

Later, a few relatively "knowledgeable" believers shared with everyone the ways they heard that the king, nobles, and bishops enjoy themselves on a daily basis.

So, the Palace of Bliss was finally built like this.

There are only a few main ways to get pleasure.

Enjoy all kinds of food;

Of course, the taste of food is actually different from that in reality.

Because these believers have never eaten the real thing.

They can only imagine the feeling of eating food based on what they saw and smelled at the Harvest Festival.

The symphony orchestra playing the music was simply a 1:1 replica, copied from the church choir of the Glorious God Church.

Those cheerful songs were what they heard during various festivals, and they were played directly from their memories.

In fact, if you look closely, you will find that.

The movements played by the musicians do not match the music at all.

In the lively dance party, most of the fake dancers in the illusion actually only have a few movements to go back and forth, which is the limit of the knowledge reserve of the believers of the Illusion Church.

If you insist, the most real entertainment in the entire Paradise Palace is probably to experience the most primitive pleasure of reproduction of mortals.

Because this part is what they have experienced personally!

And in this regard, they have also made corresponding "imagination magic changes".

For example, the length and thickness were adjusted;

The time was extended and the physical strength was increased;

Even some props to increase the fun were added.

In order to experience a happier feeling, they imagined the humans in the illusion to be handsome men and beautiful women. After all, when applauding for love, the other party looks more pleasing to the eye and brings more happiness.

Such a paradise palace built on fantasy and imagination has been under construction for nearly 15 years.

It is true that some believers of the Illusion Church have begun to feel bored because there are not enough new ideas.

But they are powerless to change.

Imagination is limited.

The upper limit is stuck here.

Besides, no matter how boring the paradise palace is, at least the indulgence here is comfortable.

You can leave behind all the pain and difficulties in reality.

Just devote yourself to finding pleasure.

You don’t have to consider anything else.

Anyway, the bodies outside the palace are taken care of by the church patriarch, so they don’t starve to death or freeze to death, and they just need to be alive.

…

Wendell Muller is one of the last 31 believers of the Illusion Church and a member who is addicted to the paradise palace.

Sitting in front of a luxurious long table filled with all kinds of exquisite food, Wendil habitually held a fork and stabbed a whole piece of grilled fragrant steak.

He opened his mouth and bit off a piece, chewing it casually for a few times.

Then he threw the rest of the steak to the side of the table without interest.

I don't want to eat it anymore.

Anyway, the next moment, the servants created by the illusion will clean it up, and the chef will serve new steaks to continue to fill the table.

When the Paradise Palace was just built, the feeling of freedom of meat was simply great for Wendil.

In the past, he was an ordinary townsman in Raven Town, Ceylon Territory. He didn't have any particularly outstanding skills. He usually found some physical work nearby to make money. During the busy farming season, he might also do some odd jobs in the manor of Baron Franklin in the town.

He could afford meat, but he had to consider buying it.

To the extent that he could eat meat once a month.

He believed in the goddess of illusion and mastered divine arts. The first thing he did at that time was to "prepare" a big meal for himself and then eat it to his heart's content.

Although he didn't really eat it, he had to continue to eat the dry black bread at home after the illusion disappeared, but at least he enjoyed it.

The appearance, smell and taste of many delicacies in the Paradise Palace are the "imagination" provided by Wendil.

But no matter how delicious the food is, it is meaningless to eat it for 4 or 5 years in a row.

Especially when the Paradise Palace was just built, Wendil had retaliated and overate for a period of time, eating the steaks, lamb chops, pork chops, fried chicken, roast duck, roast goose and other things he wanted to eat until he wanted to vomit.

Yes, there are also feelings of hunger and fullness in the Paradise Palace.

This "setting" also comes from Wendil.

He thinks that food can also bring great happiness by eliminating people's hunger.

After experiencing it, other believers of the Illusion Church also admitted that Wendil's statement made sense, so they added various sensations when constructing the Great Illusion.

"Steak, bacon, chicken legs, pork fillet... Alas..."

Wendil's eyes swept across the long table full of delicacies, and he had no desire to eat.

Their imagination was limited, and they could only construct so much food. Even if it was a delicacy that existed completely in fantasy, the taste was still a mixture or replacement of these existing foods.

If he wanted, he could directly use the illusion magic to eliminate his hunger.

After all, this feeling is also fictitious and can be canceled at any time.

But after receiving various pleasure stimulations, Wendil's current threshold of enjoyment has become very high. Sometimes he even has to reverse it and use illusions to create an extremely strong sense of hunger for himself.

That will give him the motivation to eat and experience the joy of enjoying food.

If it is just ordinary hunger, it will be like this.

There are delicious dishes in front of him.

But there is almost no desire to move the knife and fork.

Wendil is about to use the power of magic to modify himself to the feeling of being on the verge of starvation.

But his eyes suddenly fixed on an exquisite dessert on the table.

The dessert looks like a spire, and each layer is filled with tempting and delicious fruits and biscuits, sprinkled with powdered sugar, and decorated with the green of rosemary leaves.

And the whole dessert looks very finely made!

It is completely different from those steaks that are almost carved out of the same mold.

Wendil could even see the beautiful texture of this spire dessert, and if he got close, he could smell a unique sweet fragrance that he had never smelled before.

"Huh!"

Wendil exclaimed in surprise.

Because this was a dish he had never seen before!

Most of the food that could be provided in the Paradise Palace was imagined by Wendil, and after eating for so long, it can be said that Wendil knew exactly what each position on the long table corresponded to.

But this time he saw something new!

New food, perhaps it was a product created by a companion of the church with new imagination?

Wendil became interested.

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