"Have you heard that the birth rate of newborns has been frighteningly high recently? Even Aunt Kyle, who was judged by the priest to be infertile, is pregnant."
"Aunt Kyle is pregnant? Who did it? Isn't she a widow?"
"They must be in love with each other. Aunt Kyle was also a flower when she was young. It is said that even the Sheriff of our area was Aunt Kyle's suitor back then."
Federation of Fortune, capital, Saint-Atholin.
Saint Asona is the capital of the Wealth Federation and Wang Xu’s chosen destination.
It has been three days since he arrived here. Wang Xu used his tens of millions of divine coins to buy a small castle in the southern district of the city, a title of Lord, and nearly a thousand acres of plantation.
It has to be said that the Wealth Federation is indeed a paradise for the rich, where money can buy everything, including noble titles that cannot be obtained with much hard work in other religious countries.
Although it is said that Lordship is only the lowest title, it is not hereditary and does not have any privileges.
But a title is a title. In the world of gods, nobles and ordinary people are on two different levels.
Even if you are a Lord, you will start as a junior officer when you enter the army, and will not be a top soldier like ordinary people.
Before, he thought that since he robbed a black dragon's cave and had several miscellaneous places, he would be a small fortune in the Wealth Federation.
But I didn’t expect that there are so many rich people here. No wonder they dare to name the federation after the word wealth. Compared with other countries of faith and the federation of wealth, GDP is the difference between the United States and Yugoslavia.
In other faith countries, a person with a net worth of tens of millions is enough to become a tycoon, and even demigods do not have such a net worth. However, in a wealth center like Saint Asona, a person with a net worth of tens of millions is not even considered a small rich man.
If you don’t ask, you won’t know. If you ask, you will be shocked.
In St. Assona, there are many people worth over 100 million yuan, at least tens of thousands of them.
There are no less than a few hundred moderately wealthy people worth billions or tens of billions here.
Further up, there are even more than a dozen rich people worth hundreds of billions in the city. Under the concept of the Temple of Wealth that money is power, these rich people enjoy the treatment of the chosen ones of the God of Wealth, and do not need to practice at all.
Just relying on the blessing of the God of Wealth, he has a level 3 to 5 strength.
With a net worth of tens of millions, Wang Xu may be considered a rich man elsewhere, but here he can only be called Bayi Lexin, a wealthy farmer in God's words, and he cannot reach the threshold of a rich man at all.
All his wealth was thrown away like water, and he had a new place of refuge, plus a noble status recognized by the Wealth Federation.
Is it worth it?
Wang Xu felt that it was okay. He had no legal status in this world. After obtaining the status of Lord of the Wealth Federation, his household registration would be here, and it would be easier to do things.
"Since when did we have more newborns?"
In the garden, Wang Xu frowned while listening to the conversation between the two gardeners.
After hearing this, the gardener respectfully replied: "Just in the past few years, it used to be great to have three or four children in a family, but now there are many families with seven or eight children, and some even have more than a dozen."
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"How strange!"
Wang Xu vaguely felt that something was wrong. The living standard in the world of gods was relatively low, and the pressure to have children would be great. Generally speaking, two adults would have to live frugally to raise three to four children.
How can you raise seven or eight children?
You must know that the era of population explosion never comes suddenly.
The fertility rate in the world of the gods can reach 3.8. On average, ten couples can have 38 children, so the population has always maintained steady growth.
This fertility rate is the fertility rate that ordinary people in the world of gods have explored and found most suitable from generation to generation.
No matter how many people there are, we will have to live frugally and even risk starving to death.
Any less, and the family's labor force will be insufficient. How to maintain a balance is a top priority in the eyes of the people.
"What did the temple say?"
The temple mentioned by Wang Xu refers to the Temple of Wealth.
The Goddess of Wealth is a powerful eighth-level main god in the lawful camp. Some people say that her divine power is not far from that of the ninth-level god king.
It's no wonder that the God of Wealth takes wealth as his authority and has a very wide range of beliefs. Her belief is not limited to humans. According to legend, there are many demons in the abyss world who believe in her.
In the lawful camp, some people say that the most unfathomable person is the God-King of Light. So except for the God-King of Light, if the Goddess of Wealth wants to be the number two figure, I am afraid no one will dare to compete for the number one spot.
Saint Asona, as the capital of the Federation of Wealth and the place of honor for the Goddess of Wealth, she will never pay less attention to here.
Even if he is not like the God of Knights, staring at his own land, he is not indifferent.
"The priest of the temple said that the era called the Chosen is coming. The newborns born in the past few years are the bodies of the Chosen, so we don't need to panic. He also said that in ten years, the Chosen will be online, uh
, what does it mean to go online?”
The two gardeners didn't know where they heard the news, but what they said was clear-cut, as if they had seen the oracle with their own eyes.
"The Chosen Son, in physical form, is online?"
Wang Xu muttered the words, always feeling that he was familiar with them.
When asked again, the two gardeners were confused. They were just at the bottom of the society, so it would be nice to hear some rumors, but no one would tell them too much details.
"Is Lord Wang Xu at home?"
Just as he was asking, a carriage pulled by white horses stopped outside Wang Xu's manor, and a well-dressed old priest stepped out of the carriage.
Wang Xu looked up and found that the old priest's clothes were all woven with gold threads. This extremely luxurious clothing could only be worn by priests in the Temple of Wealth.
"I'm just, is there something wrong?"
Wang Xu walked out of the manor. In the world of gods, priests are known as the people who should not be offended. Some priests who have an important position in the minds of the gods are more terrible to offend than to offend the gods themselves.
The energy fluctuations in the old priest's body are not strong, only around the second level. When converted into the power system of the world of gods, it corresponds to the legendary stage.
Of course, Wang Xu did not despise him because of this. He climbed up from the bottom step by step. He knew that a little person today may not become a big shot tomorrow. It would not be harmful in this society to have a better attitude when meeting strangers.
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"I am Balk, a community priest in the southern region under the jurisdiction of the Temple of Fortune and the city of Saint Asona. I heard that your Lordship has just moved to Saint Asona recently, and I would like to do an investigation."
Balk is an old man in his eighties or nineties. His hair is sparse and he wears a golden yuan hoop on his head. He is so thin that he seems to be blown down by the wind at any time.
In other worlds, second-level cultivation is already quite high, and it would be easy to live hundreds of years.
But in the world of gods, even third-level demigods do not live much longer than ordinary people, only one hundred and fifty years at most.
If you want to break the lifespan limit, you can only ignite the divine fire and become a fourth-level inferior god.
Some people say that the lifespan limit comes from the curse of the God of Death. The God of Death shoulders the responsibility of purifying life. He believes that long life belongs to the gods and hates mortals getting involved.
So he set different standards for each race.
If the human race does not become gods, the upper limit of its life span is 150 years.
Balk looks to be in his eighties or nineties, and his cultivation level is only at the second-level legendary level. Considering that he is probably not far away from his end of the road.
"Do an investigation, what to investigate?"
Wang Xu's attitude cooled down when he heard that Balk was here to investigate him.
Seeing his reaction, Balk hurriedly said: "You misunderstood. My investigation is to investigate your views on the God of Wealth and your beliefs."
"What about?" Wang Xu asked.
"For example, if you agree with the views of the God of Wealth, but have no other beliefs, or are willing to change your beliefs, I think the great Goddess of Wealth will be very happy to have more followers."
When Balk said this, Wang Xu also relaxed and said, "So that's it, I am willing to change my faith and become a believer of the Goddess of Wealth."
Wang Xu doesn't believe in this thing at all.
As for the Chinese, they just say they believe it, but there are only a few who really believe it.
Take worshiping Bodhisattva as an example. If he believes in Bodhisattva today, and someone says a few words tomorrow, he may invite another God of Wealth back.
Is that faith?
No, it's just self-comfort. A truly sincere believer is willing to die for his beliefs.
You ask those who worship Bodhisattva, God of Wealth, Fox Fairy and the like at home, how many of them would die for their professed beliefs?
not a single one.
Their belief is nothing more than an excuse. An old locust tree at the head of the village that has been struck by lightning can make a group of people kneel down and kowtow to pray for peace.
Two days later, the policeman came and said that this was feudal superstition and that the old locust tree should be eradicated. Each person who did it would be given two hundred yuan.
The one who took the two hundred yuan was the one who kowtowed to the old locust tree before.