Blue Star, in the Ares Cathedral in the capital, the portal has been opened, and now Dingdang and the five people are saying goodbye to the "children". Monina and Eva chatted for a while, and finally seemed to want to leave something behind.
As a parting gift, I reached into my arms for a long time and took out a small pendant: "By the way, Eva, I'll give you this as a souvenir. Maybe when will I come back next time?"
Eva immediately showed a look of surprise, and carefully took the ordinary-looking pendant, holding it in her chest as if holding a rare treasure: "Goddess, thank you for your gift, I will definitely treasure it..."
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Lei's beard trembled with excitement: "Oh, today is such a glorious day. The church once again has an epic holy object!"
There is no doubt that although Monina took out the pendant casually, Lei has already made up his mind to offer that thing as a sacred object of the church, and sooner or later, the pendant strung with cotton thread will be used by the Azure Blue One.
Believers of the star respectfully place it in the church hall to accept the worship of all people, and the four characters "Glass Factory No. 5" on the base of the pendant will shine under the sunshine of the blue star.
I have been hanging out with the five-person group of gods for a long time, and I am no longer surprised by this kind of thing. Religion is such a strange thing. On the timeline, it has an unreasonable amplification effect. An ordinary person can even say that
A ridiculous beginning will always become weird and weird after being amplified by time and belief, just like a pile of scrap metal dug out from Europe in the days when the little crow was eating up its stomach, and now it has become the town of the Crow God Sect.
It is said that only those who are at the level of Church Knight Commander are qualified to use them when exterminating demons. But what is the reality? Before the little crow used those scraps of copper and iron to sharpen his beak, those swords
They are sold by the pound in the market.
Monina's act of leaving souvenirs for Eva immediately reminded Ilson and the others, and several unscrupulous gods began to pick them up one after another. It seemed that they all wanted to leave something behind. Ilson said while taking them out.
He said: "Wait a minute, I have some good things here - Monina is smart, she only thinks about details, she has to leave something behind after finally coming here. By the way, I found it!"
Finally, Erson took out a keychain, Lin took off the bracelet on her wrist, and Uncle Kenser took out a blank diary from his arms (probably he planned to keep it for accounting when buying groceries?)
, the three gods stuffed all these things to Eva: they knew that no matter who these gifts were given to, they would eventually be regarded as sacred objects of the church, so it would be more convenient to give them directly to the saint of the church for safekeeping.
According to my observation, the initial source of these holy objects that will be offered up for worship by all people should be the Yiwu Small Commodity Wholesale Market. In other words, to a certain extent, the Yiwu Small Commodity Wholesale Market has already embarked on the long march of mankind to conquer other worlds.
A solid first step...
Several religious leaders present hurriedly accepted these "god-given items", all smiling as if they were celebrating a festival. I really wanted to tell them that these things can be sold in containers in a place called Yiwu, but I wanted to
After thinking about it, he still didn't say it: the people of Azure Star are not fools. They can probably see what these gifts are at a glance, but this does not stop them from worshiping a bunch of glass beads and small notebooks as sacred objects.
This is religion, Chiguoguo's religion. What they worship is not the material, but the idol behind the material. I once again thought of Ilson's argument that "the reason why an artifact is an artifact is because it is used by gods", and expressed that
It is indeed an irrefutable truth. Let’s speak with facts: To put it bluntly, isn’t Longinus just a wooden stick with an iron tip?
Finally, all eyes were focused on my shoulder, where there was a guy who was one of the five main gods of the Blue Star: Ding Dong. This little thing always blinked curious eyes and looked at everything in front of him, his little feet
Throwing it around in the air, she waited until all four of her team members had turned their attention to her. Then she pointed to the tip of her nose and said, "Hey, Dingdang also wants to prepare a gift?"
Bingtis snorted next to him: "Nonsense, it's so hard to come here, why don't you leave something for the children before leaving? How can you be a god?"
"Oh." Dingdang nodded, and then showed an extremely troubled and painful look. He seemed to have made a lot of determination, and then he took out a lollipop from his pocket. After a while, as everyone expected, he took out a lollipop:
To her, this is the best thing.
"Well -" Dingdang continued to struggle with the lollipop, continued to suffer, continued to hesitate, and finally quickly took back his hand, peeled off the candy wrapper, opened his mouth and bit down a piece, and then handed over the missing piece of the lollipop.
To Eva, "Here, this is the best thing about Ding Dong..."
Lei was dumbfounded for the first time and stayed for a long time: "Goddess... this... this is hard to let go..."
A gift from God should be stored in a holy place as a holy object. How to put a lollipop? It should be melted after the first summer. I explained to Dingdang, and the little thing immediately smiled and said in front of everyone.
"Crunch, crunch" bit off the candy ball, handed the remaining candy stick to Eva, and said vaguely: "Here (here)!"
Everyone: "..."
Following Ilson's tickling, the church's collection of sacred objects once again reached its lower limit!
In the end, Joe, Ray and Eva were all driven away by Ilson. Apart from a group of us, there was only one old man in the church who was too old to look like. He was the Pope. Mu, Ilson was there.
The spokesperson of this world. Unlike Lilina, who is a complete nouveau riche and a golden newcomer, this is an old man who has been working for his god for two hundred years. Obviously, Ilson valued this old man very much, so he allowed him to stay.
At the end, he is also responsible for cleaning up the altar after the portal is closed.
In front of the Statue of the God of War, Ilson patted the shoulder of Mr. Mu, who was over 200 years old. Although from the outside, the latter looked old and out of shape and could have been Ilson's great-grandfather, in reality,
Ilson is really explaining to a child: "Then I will go back first. There are still many devastated worlds waiting for me to save..."
We have endured it by holding it in without causing trouble.
"Lord, will you ever return to this world?" Mu, a two-hundred-year-old man who could run all the way from the Fourth Ring Road to the city center, lowered his head and shrank his neck at this moment, as if he had high expectations but was afraid of being disappointed.
Child. He is the most virtuous and respected pope in Blue Star, but in front of the God of War, he is still the wild boy who fought in the god-welcoming procession in front of the temple two hundred years ago and bumped into the throne of the god. The God of War is eternal, no matter how long it is.
Years later, the God of War is still the heroic God of War, but the wild boy who was personally pardoned by the god back then has grown old. After two meetings, time has turned everything upside down. I couldn't help but have such a strange feeling in my heart.
I had this realization, so even though the unreliable image of Ilson was deeply ingrained in my mind, I still persisted in not complaining about 123, and at the same time continued to suffer huge conscience torture.
"Maybe he will come back, but I'm afraid it will be many years later. God will not interfere too much in the secular world, especially in a world like this," Ilson said lightly. The implication was that considering Mu's lifespan as a mortal, I'm afraid it will be...
That day was not coming, so the old man lowered his head in disappointment, but Ilson seemed to hesitate again, and decided to tell the old man something, "Do you still remember the words in the dogma?
——Practice teachings, practice them personally, and temper your soul, so that you can sublimate your body and transcend the world. Mu, you have been doing well for two hundred years. In the next few years, you still have to complete the last period of work.
Do your part well, and after your mission is completed, come to my country, and you will have your place there." As soon as I finished speaking, I heard Ilson yelling from the public channel of the spiritual connection: "Hey.
Hey, I couldn’t help but tell this kid in advance. I originally wanted to give him a surprise after he died!"
Me: "..." Could you please stop talking about such a sacred thing as being called by the Lord and being promoted to the Kingdom of God as being as vulgar as a second-level salary increase?
I don’t know whether it was because he was too old or because what his master said was too unexpected. Mu Leng was stunned for a full five or six seconds before he came to his senses. Then he was so excited that he was covered in chaff. Yilsin was still regretting himself.
Why are you so loose-lipped? Seeing this, he waved his hand decisively to interrupt what Mr. Mu was going to say next, and looked directly into the other person's eyes: "Keep in mind the words of the Bible, what you will usher in is not only sublimation, but also something greater.
You will not only be responsible for one race, you will even be responsible for more worlds and countless lives. You haven't even touched the starting point yet. Do you understand, go back and work hard."
"Yes, yes." Mu nodded repeatedly, and Yierson showed a satisfied smile next to him. This scene reminded me of the way I listened to my sister's words and decided to study hard on the first day of elementary school, but visually the old man in front of me was better than me.
It was much easier to discipline back then...
After leaving Blue Star, everyone else went home directly, but Sandora and I had to transfer to another place.
The universe where the Fourth Fleet is located, the capital star Kerudak. Sandora and I came to this planet again with several administrative experts and headquarters officers who came from the Shadow City.
I really didn’t expect that when I set out from Kerudak, I thought it was just a quick and convenient journey into the void, just like going out to get some soy sauce. The council was expecting us to come back to welcome their old friends, but it turned out that
Shandora and I actually went there for so many days, and there were so many twists and turns in the process: maybe I really am a man with an aura, and the trouble that plagues me might be a passive skill.
This time we came to Kerudak, there was a very obvious difference from the last time. The most obvious thing is "friendliness". The last time we came here, we were almost secretly received by the parliament, and the ordinary people of Kerudak were all
At first, we didn’t even know that the Imperials had arrived on their planet, and among the senior officials of the Fourth Fleet, there were many who were wary of us. But this time, Sandora and I were officially welcomed:
The full acceptance of the Parliament and the Senior Executive Council of the Fourth Fleet is on the one hand, and more importantly, now they are no longer worried about the public unrest that may be caused by the appearance of the Imperial Party on their capital star - at least the overall environment is good.
The development of xing is obvious to all.
The royal shuttle Sandora and I took was escorted by several small frigates and arrived directly in front of the parliament building. Due to the special nature of Toberu-style architecture, the temporary parking lot in front of the parliament building was a parking lot parallel to the waist of the building's sphere.
A half-moon-shaped platform that relies on anti-gravity technology to float in the air. On both sides of the parking lot are officials from the Fourth Fleet who came to greet them and some people who looked like representatives of the people: they did not wear any kind of uniforms, and I can only guess that they were civilians.
Representatives of certain organizations. On the outside of the anti-gravity platform, there were projected subtitles welcoming me and Sandora. These subtitles faced in all directions and could be seen on the top of any tower building around the parliament building. And I was dragged
Compared with the events in other worlds that we attended, this kind of welcoming scene can be said to be very inconspicuous in terms of scale and splendidness. But as long as we think about it as the kind response to us by the exiles back then, even such a low-key greeting can be said to be very inconspicuous.
It's hard to avoid being moved.
"It's not easy." As the shuttle slowly approached the platform, I couldn't help but look at Shandora, "Just this line of welcome banners that can be displayed publicly gives me a better feeling than fighting the fallen apostles for ten consecutive years.
Victory is hard-won.”
"And we still have a long way to go," Sandora smiled slightly. She was in a good mood, but she was not too optimistic because of the situation in front of her. "You see, there is a martial law area outside, and there are sentries on the top of the building in the distance, and
The scale and personnel composition of the welcoming scene were obviously carefully selected. It can only be said that the Fourth Fleet has officially been able to openly contact the Empire. This can be regarded as the initial stage of normalization of diplomacy, but at the level of their society as a whole, it is far from reaching the level of ice.
The past feud is at the end of the line. Once the Fifth Fleet completes emergency repairs and arrives in this universe, the situation should improve further. Cocokina should work hard to ease the relationship between the exiles and the Empire."
I also understand what Sandora said. It's just a series of things, whether it involves the fallen apostles or the bottom of the abyss. These things have put a lot of psychological pressure on me. A certain sense of urgency has become more and more intense in these days.
The feeling is getting stronger and stronger, and it always makes me feel that there is not enough time, and I wish that everything could be done in one step. However, everything I face needs time, a lot of time, and things that can be done in one step are simply not enough.
exists.
I looked into the distance and could see many swaying shadows on the tops of the towering towers outside the martial law area. Those should be civilians of the Fourth Fleet, although most of them had never seen them a year ago.
They had seen imperial battleships, but they were born and raised in the shadow of the "Imperial Slayer". They curiously looked in this direction across the martial law zone, looking at the empire that had shadowed countless generations.
What does a battleship look like?
At this moment, Sandora gently squeezed my hand, signaling that the shuttle had docked.
On the parking platform, a translucent female figure, accompanied by several senior officials, came up to her. She was the supreme ruler of the Fourth Fleet, the Yunad Council. She used the unique etiquette unique to the Nader people to greet her.
Shandora and I, as well as the emperors and people behind us, welcomed us: "I think the parliament can now call you friends from a personal perspective."
"This is really hard-won," I laughed, told the truth in my heart, and then went straight to the topic, "The Fifth Fleet is undergoing renovations in another military world. Their spaceships are not in good condition, but fortunately
I managed to complete the mission successfully, all the spaceships arrived safely, and everyone arrived safely."
The council nodded slightly: "We have communicated with Captain Cocokina and learned about his situation. Knowing that our old friend is well is really the best thing that has happened to us in the past tens of thousands of years."
Sandora and I came over. First of all, when we met with an accident, many previously planned things were put on hold. The preparations for the reception of the Fifth Fleet and the arrangements for the Fourth Fleet were all suspended because of this.
Now that we are back, we want to prepare all these things with the parliament as soon as possible; secondly, we want to see the effect of the "public opinion building" we carried out under my sister's suggestion.
Well, it is certain that public opinion building is indeed very effective. Since we set out to save the Fifth Fleet with great fanfare and high-profile propaganda at that time, the biggest gain now is that the empire and the exiles have initially established normal official communication. And then the Fifth Fleet
The fleet is going to be placed in this world, and we may just take this opportunity to send people to help them build colonial facilities and giant star ports in the name of assistance, although Sandora and I have not directly left a permanent garrison in this universe.
plan, but after the "aid construction", an unspoken support relationship has been formed between the exiles and the empire.
More importantly, the new citizens of the Fourth Fleet will also get used to the life of Imperial soldiers around them during this process. To change the exiles' impression of the new empire, this habituation process is more important than anything else.
We talked about a lot of things with the management of the Fourth Fleet in the reception hall of the parliament building. Of course, Sandora and the experts from all walks of life were negotiating with each other most of the time. I was basically in the background.
, jumping cyclically between the two states of "What are you talking about?" and "What are you talking about again?", I can only intervene when it comes to the current situation of the Fifth Fleet: I still know a little bit about this aspect.
, after all, the entire fleet was taken all the way in my "belly" at that time, and I almost used my mental power to scan every one of their ships.
According to a more detailed report sent by Cocokina, the situation of the Fifth Fleet is extremely bad. Almost no spacecraft is intact. Even after emergency repairs from the civilized community, it can only barely maintain operation. And now, the fifth fleet is in extremely bad condition.
The Fourth Fleet itself had not yet dealt with the matter at hand, so they had to hand over the heavy responsibility of the Fifth Fleet to the Empire - so the Parliament made a difficult decision:
She hopes to get a batch of colonial stars that can be put into use in a short time.
It played right into Sandora's and mine's hands. To be continued.