Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

Keke, this is not important.

Weiwei interrupted embarrassingly.

The xp of netizens is also very strange. If you tell Luoshanda, I am afraid that Luoshanda will feel that the people on the earth have been corrupted by evil gods. I don't know what will happen then.

Regardless of whether the ancestors were raped by unicorns or unicorns, in this world where reproductive isolation is almost non-existent, Weiwei feels that this matter is really ordinary.

If the livestock netizens on our earth came to this world, maybe some stitch monsters would be born.

Reversed, I am also a livestock netizen, and I smiled.

"Let's talk tonight, I wish you a good time."

The two sides said goodbye, Weiwei thought to herself, she didn't expect this guy to be Losander, so it can be explained that he is interested in the ideology of other worlds.

One of Lathander's ideas is to care for new ideas, and hope that new ideas can lead civilization to new heights. Weiwei laughed for a while. It would be interesting if the Church of Dawn suddenly became red in style.

After learning the other party's identity, Weiwei was relieved instead.

Judging from the books collected in the monastery, Losander is a good god with powerful divine power.

The stronger the divine power, the more difficult it is to interfere with the material world. Most of the gods live in the outer interface, and the real body is rejected by the material world. A strong man who has overcome the material world.

The mother dean watched Weiwei regain consciousness, and there was a smirk at the corner of her mouth, and she was also relieved.

Smiling and cursing, he patted Weiwei's buttocks and said, "Damn girl, wake up and wake up quickly."

Weiwei shrunk her body, and said pitifully, "Mother, I already know that I was wrong, can I not be beaten?"

The old nanny's heart softened immediately, but she still taught the lesson with a straight face: "If you continue to be so mischievous and play tricks on others, I will smash your ass to pieces!"

Weiwei nodded her head like a pounding garlic, and shouted: "Don't dare again!"

Dare to do it next time, eh~★

The old nanny looked at Weiwei's appearance, but didn't see any change in appearance, she walked over and lifted up her clothes, and inspected carefully under Weiwei's uncooperative twisting, and found that there was indeed no change in appearance.

"Girl, do you know what you just went through?" the old mother asked.

Weiwei thought for a while, then replied: "Is the bloodline awakened?"

The old mother praised: "Sure enough, you are smart, do you feel any difference from before?"

Weiwei shook her head, now she only knew that the source of magic in her body came from a high-level unicorn blood, but so far she hadn't discovered any magical power.

The old mother: "I don't know much about the blood of warlocks. I will take you to a mage for an examination in a few days and guide you to dig out your own blood."

Weiwei nodded half understanding, vaguely feeling that she was about to leave the ordinary life.

After finishing speaking, the old mammy changed her mind and said, "No... I can't make a decision on my own. It just so happens that your father will be back in a few days. Ask him for his opinion when the time comes."

Father?

Weiwei thought of the bearded man.

She actually has no family affection for this alien father, and the two of them rarely meet. Hearing this news at this moment, she is not as happy as a normal child.

The old mammy noticed this and asked, "You don't seem to be happy."

Weiwei broke out in a cold sweat, but she didn't expect to be spotted by the old lady. After thinking for a while, she decided to tell the truth. The old lady has a strong insight ability, and it is difficult to succeed in lying.

Wei Wei stared down at her toes, and said in a shy tone: "I rarely see my father, um... I don't seem to have any feelings for him... Mammy, am I being heartless?"

The nanny hugged Weiwei when she heard the words, and comforted her softly:

"Good boy, I don't blame you. It's your father who is too dereliction of duty."

Klein has been away for a long time, and the old nanny feels that Wei Wei must have a serious lack of father's love, so that she has no affection for her father now.

Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, she finally passed the test as a cute bastard.

Pretending to be pitiful and walking out of the room, Weiwei immediately changed her expression and walked back to the inner hall with steps that her relatives did not recognize.

Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Big sister, I'm going to call someone like you

Sacrifice must have sacrifices.

Depending on the priesthood, the demand for sacrifices is also different.

The sacrifices that Ms. Pain needs are pain and suffering. Her sacrificial activities are often a SM drama, and both the abuser and the abused must immerse themselves in it devoutly.

The sacrifice of the goddess of pleasure is the pleasure of the senses and the soul. The sacrifices offered to her can be anything from food to music that can make people happy, but in some countries it seems to be misinterpreted as a promiscuity meeting.

The sacrifices needed by Losander, the Lord of Dawn, are ideas, inventions, and cultural relics.

After the morning ceremony, the Dawn Temple will hold an exposition, and only need to donate a certain amount of gold coins, even non-believers can display their works here.

Expositions generally only exhibit but not sell. The main purpose is to publicize and exhibit new products and achievements. Trading is not the ultimate goal. Many businessmen will use various methods to promote their products here.

Most areas of the temple will be open to the public on this day to receive adventurers, commoners, nobles, merchants...

All kinds of people linger in the exposition. In addition to the dazzling array of new products, there are also various artists showing their talents.

Human youths in gladiator costumes tapped their long swords on their shields rhythmically, chanting courage and faith to the beat.

Miss Dwarf cleverly hides the magic power in the music, and as the strings are plucked, people smile knowingly.

And one of the booths attracted the attention of many ladies, who surrounded the booth, and even many nuns rushed to provide services here.

In the booth, a black-haired human man with a handsome face and a charming smile frequently interacted with the ladies and wives around him. He was gentle, humorous, and witty, always causing the girls to scream for him.However, this handsome black-haired guy is not human, he is an organ.

The exhibitors on the side took the opportunity to sell in a lively atmosphere:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I chose super-grade bionic materials for this model of organ man. Compared with last year, I have achieved a technical upgrade, and now it is 100% restored to the human body's touch!

In terms of image, it refers to the beautiful men elected over the years!The figure has been carefully designed!Have eight pack abs!And moderate hardness!Personality is specially designed by humanities scholars, absolutely likable!It is the perfect choice to be a servant, ladies, imagine the feeling when this handsome man lifts your jade hand and concentrates on serving you alone! "

"I want to buy ten!"

"This model will be released in August this year, so stay tuned~"

Seeing that his works are so popular, the exhibitor Meshko couldn't hide his joy and thanked himself for his original decision.

Last year, he left the capital with his technology and came to Adachi to establish a company.

The warden market in the royal capital has been saturated, and wardens have begun to integrate into every corner of the city, not just as servants.

They are durable, loyal to orders and flexible enough to deal with most emergencies. They are better than humans in many aspects, and have been widely used in construction and military in the capital.

Meshko knew that this technology would spread throughout the country sooner or later, so he came to Anda City to seize the market.

Anda City will only be his dream, not the end!

On the holy day of the Chenxi Church last year, his staff members received a large number of orders because of their handsome appearance. Since then, they have opened up the road to wealth, and the company has also made a name for itself and is thriving day by day.

Fairs are a great place to promote your products, but obviously, not everyone's product is as popular as Meshko's Warlock.

"Ugh--"

The owner of the booth next door to Mishko let out a bitter sigh.

If this continues, I will lose again...

Seeing the excitement at the booth next door, compared to the lack of interest in his own booth, the mage wrapped in a black robe and wearing an open mask took a hard sip of lemonade.

Really sour.

Her name is Sheldora, and she is a human mage studying necromancy. Due to the lack of research funds, she is trying to make money.

The way she makes money is to sell the props she made besides being hired as an adventurer.

Of course, she would not reveal her true identity in the Dawn Church.

The Dawn Church follows Lathander's ideas and will actively purify undead creatures, while the mages of the necromantic school advocate actively dominating and utilizing undead creatures. The two ideas are in conflict with each other, so Sheldora will only claim to be from the school of conjuration mage.

She turned her head sadly to look at the work behind her—it was a row of flesh golems.

Is the flesh golem so hard to sell?It shouldn't be...

She lowered her head mournfully.

Flesh golems are cheap to manufacture. Compared with the materials required for other types of golems, the production of flesh golems only requires a large amount of biological organic matter.

Flesh golems are immune to non-magic and non-fine gold weapons, and have no other weaknesses except fire-hating. Sheldora thought it would cause looting by nobles and rich people, but she didn't expect to sell even one.

Is it because of bad rumors about flesh golems?

Indeed, some poor and crazy mages will secretly dig up corpses to make golems, and even use some parts of corpses directly to sew parts into golems.

Doing so is not only illegal, but also needs to be considered for safety.

The quality of corpses dug out from random graves is not as good as the specially purchased corpses of death row prisoners.

The corpses of these procured death row prisoners are guaranteed by the prison to not be blessed with divine magic, and they have experienced enough cruel torture before death, and the golems they made are aggressive enough, and every punch will use all their strength, as if they are venting their full potential Like anger.

However, although the organic matter of the fleshy golem she made was also taken from human corpses, it was not stolen or robbed, and the channels were legal, and the imported materials could be presented at any time.

That's why she was qualified to exhibit in the temple.

Sheldora's pessimistic self-deprecation must be because I am too unpopular, so no one wants to buy my things...

She didn't receive a single order last year, and if this continues, the income from being an adventurer alone will not be able to afford the expenditure of the research institute.

"Ugh--"

A sigh caught her attention, and when she turned her head to look, a white-haired girl was sitting on a small bench, holding her face while looking at the booth next door and sighing.

This is the novice nun assigned to him by the Dawn Temple, but in fact he doesn't need it. In the matter of serving others, invisible servants can do better.

When she first arrived, Sheldora was worried that the flesh golem would frighten her.

It turned out that the gray-haired girl looked completely unafraid.

It was Weiwei who sighed. After she came out from the mother dean, before she had time to say a few words to Mi Li, the person in charge of the temple came to arrange tasks for them.

The booth she is in charge of is this row of flesh golems. The exhibitor is a rather gloomy-looking woman, wrapped in a black robe and wearing a mask, who will say a few words from time to time, "I really want to die, I really want to die." ".

In short, it feels too dare to approach.

She now looks at the group of hungry women surrounding the organ man, and feels sad for the organ man.

When she was in the monastery, she often read all kinds of books to expand her knowledge. Some scholars of soul research believed that warlocks had souls, which was reflected in the fact that many healing spells could also work on them as usual.

Weiwei also agrees with this point of view. The intelligence endowed by magic to warlocks is not weaker than that of ordinary people, and they also have the ability to think independently and have their own unique emotions.

But most of the laws in this world do not recognize the wardens as having the same power as other intelligent creatures.

In the eyes of most people, wardens are just magical items, not even slaves.

However, Vivi's sigh was misunderstood by Sheldora.

"What are you sighing for? Is it because you didn't grab the opportunity to serve there?"

She remembered that the nun who served the Meshko Company could touch the chest and abdominal muscles of the organ man, presumably this little nun actually wanted to touch it too.

Thinking about it, instead of staying with me, a gloomy woman, it's better to chat with a handsome and sweet-talking agency person.

Sheldora is a bit depressed, and she has been exposed to negative energy for a long time. Her spirit is very depressed, and her tone is quite depressed.

"No, I'm not interested in it." Weiwei quickly denied, how could I be interested in men?

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If you become a jet fighter, I will die for you.

Vivi seemed to be able to see love bubbles floating around this guy.

"Big sister, I'm going to call someone when you look like this."

Weiwei said with a complicated expression.

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