Su Xiangli is young and does not have the skills to socialize well. But she knows that when talking to others, she must always grasp her position and have killer sentences.
So when she encounters a question that she can't answer, she just says kill it.
Love cannot influence? Kill.
The infidels obstructed and killed.
After killing so many people, no one dares to object, then the world will naturally be at peace.
Since the country decided to let her be a tyrant in the game, Su Xiangli was determined to be a butcher.
Surprisingly, Su Xiangli's remarks were praised by many people.
This is a warlike race. When everyone heard about killing, they suddenly realized.
"Oh! That's it."
"This is love, I understand!"
"This Noodle God is very good. It sounds similar to Mithras."
"Since the miracle is right in front of me, then I want to join the religion!"
"I'll join the religion too!"
The audience cheered and everyone reached a consensus.
"Fuck Mithras, we converted today!"
This enthusiastic response stunned Su Xiangli. Fortunately, Xiaolu locked her facial expression, so she could still appear calm and composed.
"As long as you declare your joining the religion, you will all be followers of the Flying Spaghetti Cult. We don't have such a complicated initiation ceremony."
Everyone nodded again, "Simple and direct, I like it."
Seeing that the situation was great, Su Xiangli couldn't help but feel a little happy. It seemed that spreading faith was easier than imagined. These were just a group of stupid and backward natives. Isn't it easy to get their worship? She was already imagining the future.
With his unique ability, he pretended to be a divine envoy, converting all the nobles of the Totin Empire into religious believers, and then popularized science and education, thus establishing a complete early stage base for his compatriots.
The Flying Face Pope floating in the sky happily swam forward and waved his hands. The refreshing wind blew across the faces of everyone in the audience, making them feel as if their bodies and minds had received the most mysterious baptism. In fact, it was indeed Su Xiangli.
The air brought in from high places dissipated the stench that filled the town, giving their nasal cavities a brief rest.
"The Eight Commandments of Manxi. First of all, the great Noodle God warned the world: I hope you will not be so self-righteous when preaching. If some people don't believe it, it doesn't matter. Your God is not a vain and jealous God."
The audience nodded, "Understood. If you don't believe it, let's just kill them. That's fine too."
Su Xiangli was stunned again, no, what do you understand?
The situation seems a little out of control.
She was silent for a moment and nodded, "It's good that you know. Secondly, Zhu said, I hope you won't suppress, conquer, punish, or harm others in my name, and don't do evil to others. I don't want your worship.
Purity has to do with the water, not the people.”
This statement undoubtedly caused an uproar.
"Didn't you say kill just now? Why don't you kill now?"
"Can you kill someone?"
Su Xiangli snorted coldly, "Be quiet! Wait for me to tell you slowly!" The atmosphere conveyed her voice to everyone, and her voice was like thunder.
Everyone fell silent again. Facing these different faces, their expressions were always the same. When the crowd fell into the same fanaticism, they became a collective, a symbolic giant.
"Zui does not recommend meaningless killing. What you have to do is to avoid meaningless evil and bring sinners before me, and I will lead them to Zhu's heaven."
"So that's it!"
“What’s in the cooked heaven?”
"The Kingdom of Cooked Heaven has..." Su Xiangli hesitated again. She couldn't say that there were beer volcanoes and **** in the Kingdom of Cooked Heaven, right? "...There are infinite parties, where you have no memory,
I can only live in a dream and do whatever I want to do."
"It doesn't sound as good as Hall of Valor." Everyone was dissatisfied again, "The kingdom of God Mithras has the Arena of Gods, where we can die countless times but never die. Does the kingdom of God Noodles also have these?"
Su Xiangli frowned inwardly, but he also got wise and shouted: "You are so belligerent, you can only enter hell, where there are infinite struggles, where you have no memory, you can only die in bloody battles, and you will never be able to break free."
As soon as these words came out, the people were still dissatisfied, "What's the good thing? You should relax sometimes."
Su Xiangli (tired): "As long as you can repent, you can return to heaven from hell."
Everyone cheered: "Yes!"
"The third of the Eight Commandments of Moxi: I hope you will not distinguish people by their clothes, appearance or words. Be kind and tolerant when dealing with all sentient beings. You should remember: woman = someone, man = someone, shrimp = shrimp. Sex and color.
, no difference, etc.”
The men made dissatisfied sounds, "What does this mean? There is no difference between men and women? Men are strong, so they should bear the responsibility of warriors, and women should be responsible for farming and supporting the family. Isn't this good?"
Su Xiangli clenched his fists, "I've told you that I don't like meaningless wars. If you still think that force is used to prove the superiority of people, come here. I, a woman, will challenge all of you men and let you all go to hell."
Check it out!"
As soon as these words came out, the ignorant people shrank back a little, "You are a messenger of God. If I hurt you rashly, won't I be punished by being boiled?"
"I don't care, I don't care about you. It's me who cares about you. Only people can care about people. God just lets you see the truth of the world and fight for it. In the end, it is people, not God, who accomplish everything. This universe is very important to God."
It doesn’t matter to you! I don’t care!”
"If you don't care about cooking, how can you have such a miracle?"
There are often people who make things difficult. If Su Xiangli cannot pass this level, she will not be able to preach, and spreading the Flying Face Cult itself is only a temporary measure. There must be a banner and a goal to lead the team. Players from Earth
We need a reasonable identity to intervene in local affairs.
Flying Spaghetti is a completely satirical religion, which itself is used to mock those real religions. Since it cannot be proven that God does not exist, it cannot be proven that Flying Spaghetti does not exist. There is no essential difference between God and a ball of noodles.
Religion is the shackles of human rationality. The motherland does not need ignorant people, even as partners in the game. What the development of science needs is scientifically literate people, a healthy and energetic group.
Su Xiangli did not intend to engage in superstition at the beginning. She just wanted to temporarily use the belief in the flying noodle monster as a tool to tame the public. When scientific ideas spread, this religion will be useless.
"I will lead everyone who truly believes in cooking, let them see the true meaning of the world, and let them get what they want. Men will enjoy honors, women will enjoy life, the elderly will be comforted, children will be nurtured, and illness and disability will be far away from you.
You see a whole new world every day.”
"Why? Even the great pope of the most Mithraic cult would not dare to say such a thing."
"One is based on moral beliefs, and the other is based on science and technology."
"science?"
"Yes, Mr. De and Mr. Sai." Su Xiangli exhaled and entered a familiar field. Modern people like her are familiar with this kind of popular science content and know a lot about it.
"Science can make crops grow well, weapons can become sophisticated, science can accomplish anything, as long as we unite."
Su Xiangli looked at the thinking crowd. Everyone was discussing, whether they were businessmen, farmers, nobles or civilians. In this small town, more than 600 people were discussing together, and the words were boiling like a pot of messy porridge.
Eventually, they concluded that cooking equals God and science brings miracles, so science equals religion.
Su Xiangli (speechless): "That's pretty much it. Today's preaching is over. If you want to know the remaining precepts, come back tomorrow."
