"Are you a pilgrim here to worship? If so, you can follow this path and finally reach the Holy Mountain."
"Are you here to seek refuge with your relatives? If you are looking for relatives, I suggest you go to the temple and ask the priest. They have the names and addresses of everyone there."
"Or are you a chosen person called by the Lord? If so, then I still recommend that you go to the temple to find a priest. They know the process behind it."
"Or……"
Different from the dull farmer's appearance, this friendly man is quite good at talking, and he followed the somewhat confused Ning Feng into talking.
"Ah! The old habit happened again!"
After talking to himself like this for a long time, he suddenly slapped his forehead.
Snapped!
"Oh, hahaha, look at my anxious temper, cough, cough, cough!"
Smiling, he suddenly realized that he was a little too familiar.
He coughed twice, then raised his hand and rubbed it hard on his clothes a few times, wiping off the dirt on his hands.
He handed his hand to Ning Feng and showed a simple smile.
"I'm Hurley and I've lived here for many years!"
While holding out his palm, he slapped his chest vigorously with his left hand and spoke confidently.
"Don't worry, if you have any questions, I can help you answer them!"
After blinking, Ning Feng looked at the other person a few more times, but in the end he did not reject the other person's kindness and raised his hand to shake his hand gently.
Rough and powerful, there is no doubt that this is the palm of a farmer.
True to his appearance, Hurley spent most of his life farming.
"If I have to say it, I should be considered the third type as you said."
Being invited by the Lord of Holy Light, can this be considered a favored one?
Ning Feng felt that it was probably calculated, and even based on this alone, his status was already higher than that of many archbishops.
Who is qualified to be personally invited by the Lord of Holy Light?
"Oh! Then this is really enviable!"
Hurley's eyes widened but he had no doubts. Instead, he looked up and down with emotion, and finally said with emotion:
"It would be great if I were also one of God's favored ones!"
"Is the identity of God's Chosen a good one?"
"of course!"
Looking at Ning Feng strangely, Hurley muttered:
"That's the Chosen One of the Holy Light! What an enviable and coveted honor it is! Do you know how noble it is? Hahaha, but don't be nervous, you will understand in the future."
"Well! Let's go, I'll take you to the temple."
After saying that, without waiting for Ning Feng's reaction, he strode straight away, not even caring about the wheat he had just harvested.
"Don't you need to bring it with you?"
Raising his eyebrows, Ning Feng followed Heli and asked:
"The wheat is just left there, is it okay?"
"Don't worry! There won't be any worries about those things here, because there is no need."
Not because of moral or dogmatic constraints, just because it's not necessary.
"…………"
Ning Feng just thought about it and understood the reason.
...Isn’t it necessary?
In this kind of miracle city, no one will suffer from cold or hunger, so even if there is food scattered on the ground, no one will secretly hide it.
A half-bag of wheat that could buy a young slave outside would be worth no more than the toys a child plays with here.
"This is indeed unnecessary."
Not noticing the weirdness in Ning Feng's tone, Hurley continued to talk endlessly.
From the neighbor's newly pregnant little daughter to the habits of the bishop and priest, from the abundant wheat fields to the scenery he saw when he was seven years old, he talked about everything from all over the world.
If Ning Feng didn't know that it was just the first time for him to meet the other party, he almost thought that he and Hurley were long-lost relatives.
Otherwise, who would spend their walking time trying to fill the void between two people with one-sided communication?
The two walked for a while, and Hurley patted his forehead again and smiled sheepishly:
"Oh, I forgot again, Guang said it here, hahahaha..."
Scratching his head vigorously in an attempt to relieve the embarrassment, he asked:
"Speaking of which, where are you from? Where did you come from?"
"I...I actually can't remember where I was born, but I came from the north this time."
"North, I remember the scenery in the north is very nice, right?"
Curious light shone in his eyes, and Hurley was suddenly full of interest in Ning Feng's hometown.
"Can you tell me about it? What's the situation outside now? Although it's not as good as the City of Holy Light, it's still pretty good, right?"
good?
Um?
"Why do you think the situation outside is good?"
The land is filled with sorrow, countless casualties, gods are wreaking havoc, and monsters are rampant...
Do you want to say that this kind of world is...not bad?
Not noticing the change in Ning Feng's expression, Hurley raised his head proudly:
"Does that need to be said? Let me tell you, I have lived here for many years! I have an impression of everyone who comes into the city."
"Every one of the people who have come here from outside over the years is healthy, and they are no longer as thin as before."
"Some people were wearing all kinds of jewelry when they first arrived, and they even pulled several carts of gold! Of course, all of them were donated to the temple in the end."
Combining these insights, the well-informed Hurley confidently inferred.
"Life outside must be pretty good now!"
"Am I right?"
Isn’t that right?
Faced with this problem, Ning Feng didn't even feel angry.
He just wanted to laugh a little.
The outside world is already raging with war, so it is not difficult to deduce who will have the financial and material resources to flee here.
Those people definitely do not represent the majority of people.
But there's nothing to argue with a farmer who has lived in an ideal country all his life, right?
"Outside……"
Ning Feng just stopped and looked at everything with bright golden light around him.
All those covered by the Holy Light.
From the vast wheat fields, from the exquisite pavilions, from the smiles on everyone's faces... He looked at the temple in front of him, and finally at the scorching sun above the sky.
The sun that casts its warm gaze and nourishes the growth of all things.
Ha ha.
Ning Feng chuckled lightly, shook his head, and said to himself:
"It's really dark."
"……What did you say?"
Hurley looked up strangely, only to find that the sun was still shining brightly and had not darkened at all.
What is he talking about?
"Nothing, I was just thinking about how to answer your question."
Ning Feng stared at the sun and spoke softly:
"This is how I think about the outside world."
He said:
"dark."
"The endless darkness, the darkness that swallows up all the innocent people."
【There is only one thought left all over the land - only one death,】
【Quick and lack of dignity;】
[The famine penetrated the stomach and intestines - people died and their bodies were exposed in the wilderness, their flesh and bones were not covered;]