Bright moon.

Qin Tang likes this name very much.

Although the name is easy to call, it always makes people feel very familiar.

Just like I heard it in my previous life.

——Class Qin Tang, who never cared about gossip at Capital University, thought so confidently.

Of course, the most important thing is that this name has nothing to do with facelessness.

Wuface decided to abandon his previous name because of dawn.

Realizing this incident made Qin Tang happy both physically and mentally.

Zhu Xianyue didn't know what Qin Tang had thought, but looking at his expression, he felt like he had thought of something strange.

"Be careful in the Thirteenth District, because the Pope here is very powerful." Qin Tang said to Zhu Xianyue, "The ten-year-old Pope Andyya is just a puppet at all. That child probably doesn't even understand what the Pope is."

"Grat is more like an invisible pope than him, but that man is very smart. He puts an easy-to-control child on that throne and can help him withstand a lot of things."

Zhu Xianyue thought that the photo looked very holy, but there was a trace of confusion hidden deep in her eyes and said slowly, "Since it's a child, you should go to study."

After hearing her words, Qin Tang was strangely silent.

Zhu Xianyue closed the information in his hand as if she hadn't seen his silence.

"And, it's really a coward to have such a young child as a shield, Glat."

...

In that quiet palace, the Pope lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

It was pitch black around, and the butterflies in the garden seemed to have fallen asleep.

His light blue eyes were completely awake, and he took out something that he had hidden very tightly from under his thick mattress.

A golden cup walking from the dining table this morning.

He ran to the corner of the wall in two steps, put the cup on the wall, and listened to the blurry sound coming from the corridor.

"…Those people are coming soon, what should we do then?"

"I don't know. It's just a mere group of poor people."

“The Ole Empire is said to be organizing a battle in the Thirteenth District recently, and they want to introduce war into the holy church.”

"Then, what should I do!"

"It's okay, after so many years, can you still trust Bishop Glat?"

"That's right. Bishop Glat will definitely bring down miracles at that time, so that believers will see the scene in front of them. At that time, believers will definitely worship..."

The sound behind was getting blurry, and the little pope couldn't hear it clearly. He continued to try hard to put his ear against the wall, but it was still in chaos.

"Ole Empire? What is it?" Andyya murmured to himself alone.

"Why can Bishop Glat bring down his miracle?"

"What do they mean?"

Andyya was a little uneasy. No matter what, he was just a child, especially a child who was not very clear about most things.

He didn't sleep all night, tossing and turning on the luxurious bed alone, and finally couldn't fall asleep until dawn.

When I woke up the next day, Andre's eyes were like pandas, and he looked very unintended.

"Andea, what's wrong? Didn't you have a good rest last night?" Bishop Glat came over and asked Anda softly.

"No, I dreamed of a very terrible demon last night." Andyya yawned and wiped his eyes.

His eyes that had yawned were pure like the sky, and he looked at Bishop Glat with such pure and blank eyes and said, "Do you say if I dream of a demon, it is a sign of bad luck?"

Bishop Glat looked at Andean's sky blue eyes, and Andre was still looking at him innocently.

After a while, Bishop Glat lowered his head and gently stroked Andy's hair and said:

"Maybe this will be the case. After all, you are the supreme pope, and your dreams sometimes have certain signs."

"Then, what should I do!" Andyah said with wide eyes, "Can you tell the believers of the church about this?"

Bishop Glat paused slightly, then smiled and said:

“As you wish.”

...

"So, so far, there are at least a few thousand miracles of all sizes that Bishop Glat has brought down."

"But what made the people of District 13 trust him so much was actually the same time ten years ago?"

Zhu Xianyue looked at the information and frowned wildly.

The information contains miracles of all sizes. According to Zhu Xianyue's own perspective, these can basically be explained clearly using modern technology and other things.

But only that time ten years ago, Zhu Xianyue always felt a little familiar.

She looked at the huge "disaster", turned her head to Xiaobai and said, "Isn't this the mecha of the Outrey Empire ten years ago? Did the Outrey Empire come here?"

"I have occupied the Thirteenth District for a month." Xiaobai said, "The fighter jets back then were very dangerous, so the Outreach Empire was fortunate to succeed."

"And your brother was in St. Liven, so the general who fought in the Thirteenth District was Grat."

Zhu Xianyue saw General Grate bravely resisting in the video. At that time, his eyebrows and eyes looked really firm, almost different from the current Cardinal who looked compassionate.

"The 13th District in this video looks much more modern than it is now." Xiaobai sighed as he looked at the video.

"It's only been ten years, how could it degenerate into this?"

"Probably...fear."

Zhu Xinyue suddenly said.

"Fear that all this I have now will be lost."

She looked at the short houses in front of her and wondered how many times she felt that humans are really a multi-faceted creature.

A general who had defended his country before would become a guy who would attack his own family after experiencing the baptism of money and power.

Sometimes it is really difficult for a person to be able to live in one's own life, but maybe he is such a person.

Zhu Xianyue walked alone to a small restaurant, preparing to eat something before setting off.

As a result, at this moment, she suddenly saw a piece of paper pasted in front of the restaurant.

There were many people around there, most of them were illiterate, so they were listening to the person in front chanting the words on the paper.

Zhu Xianyue also heard it from afar.

"Disaster?"

She turned to look at the group of people.

Because the word disaster was mentioned, the people present looked a little scared, and some very young children were hiding in their mother's arms and trembling.

Zhu Xianyue was in the crowd and suddenly saw the girl who looked like a tomboy yesterday.

She was also hiding in her mother's arms, almost burying her entire face, leaving only a pair of big, grape-like eyes.

At this moment, this little girl named Ami was secretly looking at Zhu Xianyue.

Zhu Xianyue saw her eyes and smiled at her.

The little girl was stunned, and then quickly shrank her head into her mother's arms.

But soon, she poked her head out again and stared at Zhu Xianyue's face with a little courage.

At this moment, an excited voice in the distance broke the dull environment in the room.

"Disaster is coming, but the great God will definitely save us!"

An old man with gray hair suddenly stood up.

His voice was a little hoarse and sounded unpleasant, but at this moment everyone was looking at him.

"No matter what this disaster is, it will not defeat us!"

“Just like it was ten years ago!”

"Yes, I know, it must be!"

"I saw it with my own eyes at that time!"

Zhu Xianyue paused for drinking tea, and then continued to drink as if nothing had happened.

"Cheer! Cheer for our gods!"

"He will surely save us from this disaster!"

Although the old man looked like he could faint if the wind blew, his face was flushed with excitement at this moment.

His voice was also very inciting.

So, that kind of very uncomfortable fanaticism gradually appeared in this tavern.
To be continued...