Balk said the famous words of the God of Wealth, then turned around from the carriage and handed Wang Xu a piece of parchment.
Wang Xu was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether he should answer it or not, and asked confusedly: "This is it?"
"Your Excellency, congratulations. You are already a believer in the God of Wealth. When I go back, I will register your name in the book. As for this, this is the atonement scroll of the temple. Are you willing to atone for your sins?"
Balk held the atonement scroll and looked at Wang Xu with green eyes.
Wang Xu opened his mouth and thought to himself: "Okay, I said why is it so easy? It turns out you are waiting for me here!"
The name of the Atonement Scroll is not unfamiliar to Wang Xuke.
This is one of the main sources of wealth in the temple. It is said that some poor families, who are so poor that they can't even afford to eat, have to save some food rations and exchange them for a few atonement rolls from the temple.
This is the sin of ordinary people. The sin of rich people requires a larger amount of indulgences.
Wang Xu lowered his head and looked at the parchment. The parchment Balk took out was made of the sheepskin of the northern snow goat, and the atonement scriptures on it were made of dragon's blood ink.
Such a piece of paper costs one hundred thousand divine coins.
You buy it, take it home and burn it, and in the words of the temple, your sins are forgiven by God.
As for whether it is useful, the answer is of course no use.
There are countless followers of gods, and for major gods like the Goddess of Wealth, the number of followers is in the trillions.
On average, the Temple of Wealth distributes hundreds of billions of atonement scrolls every month, nearly 10 billion a day.
There are 86,400 seconds in a day, and the Goddess of Wealth has to atone for the sins of 120,000 believers every second. She works around the clock like a robot in order to atone for the sins of all the believers who bought the atonement scrolls.
Thinking with your toes, this is also impossible.
If the gods were so loving, there would be no disputes in the world of gods. But in fact, all the disputes in the world of gods are caused by the gods.
"May the wealth be with us."
Wang Xu took the atonement scroll and handed Priest Balk a bag of divine coins with a smile on his face.
After receiving the divine coin, Balk smiled even more cordially and said, "May wealth be with you."
One hundred thousand divine coins to buy a piece of paper-like atonement scroll seems like a very stupid choice.
But Wang Xu knew that if he wanted to survive in the Wealth Federation, he would not be able to kick out the Wealth Temple.
This is just a swarm of flies. If you don't control them well, they can live in your home and annoy you to death.
This money should be used to buy stability. Who can make the king of hell easier than the devil?
"Your Excellency, every Sunday is the Sunday of the temple. If you have time, you can come to participate. I believe that on Sundays, you can make many like-minded friends."
Balk blinked, got into the carriage and left.
Wang Xu watched the carriage go away. He knew that what Balk meant was that people are divided into groups. Those who can participate in the Sunday activities of the temple are probably as rich or noble as him. This is a good opportunity to expand contacts.
However, he didn't intend to participate, so asking him to spend an unjust amount of 100,000 divine coins on a piece of useless piece of paper was the maximum concession he could make.
He even went to Sunday and met those aristocratic ladies. He really thought he had nothing to do all day long.
"Huh?"
Wang Xu suddenly thought that the saying about the chosen one seemed to be spread from the major temples.
He always felt that there was something in the words of the Chosen One. Perhaps he could participate in the Sunday prayer activities so that he could get some useful inside information from those upper-class people.
five days later
There are years in the world of gods, and there are 365 days in a year.
There are weeks in the world of the gods, and there are 7 days in a week.
Every Sunday is the Sunday designated by major temples. On this day, sincere believers will go to the temples to pray. In places where faith prevails, even bars and romantic places will be closed.
Today is another Sunday.
Wang Xu remembered Balk's words and decided to go to the temple to find out what the Chosen One said.
The southern area temple where Balk is located is in the southern area of St. Asona City.
This place is huge and can accommodate at least a million believers.
The decoration is also very luxurious. As the richest temple, the Temple of Wealth never skimps on wealth when it comes to decorating its facade.
When Wang Xu rushed here, there were already many people in the temple.
People are also divided into three, six or nine grades. The poor are not invited and can only worship in the square outside the temple.
Rich people like Wang Xu can enter the temple and pray with the chief priest and the high priest.
Wang Xu was sitting on a bench in the temple, reading the Bible boredly.
There are two kinds of Bibles, one is to praise God's achievements, and the other is to promote God's words.
What he has is the first one. In this Bible, the goddess of wealth is called the founder of the monetary system and the end of the tradition of barter.
It seems that without the emergence of the goddess of wealth, human civilization will not progress, and everyone will go back to the cave and become savages.
Of course, this is just Wang Xu’s own feeling, and what is recorded in the Bible is relatively euphemistic.
This Bible records all the achievements of the goddess of wealth in the form of poetry. It is easy to read and easy to remember.
Wang Xu pretended to read along, blending in with the crowd.
After reading for about half an hour, I finished reading the first chapter of the Bible. Unless you are a truly sincere believer, you don’t need to continue reading the second chapter.
After all, there are only a few sincere believers. After the first chapter of the Bible ended, people in the temple began to leave one after another, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of them were gone.
Wang Xu did not leave, but took the initiative to find Priest Balk while he was resting.
Seeing that Wang Xu was able to come to him, Priest Balk seemed very happy, thinking that he had really converted to the goddess of wealth.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Balk couldn't help but laugh, because in a way, the topic of the chosen one was also a taboo within the temple.
Of course, Wang Xu has a way to impress him.
The purpose of the Temple of Wealth is to put wealth first. As the priest of the temple, Balk can't even think about it without money.
A priest of the Temple of Wealth who doesn't like money is not a qualified priest of the Temple of Wealth.
With money opening the way, Balk hesitated and reluctantly said a few words to him.
"The Chosen Ones are very mysterious. They come from other time and space and believe in something called technology. I don't know where they come from. I only know that they reached an agreement with the gods and the gods allowed them to come to the world of the gods.
, and provide them with a carrier. For this reason, the chosen ones need to pay faith and believe in the gods.
There are many interests involved in this, such as which god the chosen ones believe in. The gods cannot interfere, and they must be given the right to choose.
Ten years later, the chosen ones will come. They will take over the matched body, absorb the body's memory, and become a new existence.
On the surface, they are the same as ordinary people. In fact, the Chosen Ones have more advantages than ordinary people. The gods assert that the Chosen Ones will grow very fast. The crisis of faith caused by the appearance of the Chosen Ones will probably be inevitable.
Indispensable.
By the way, the gods once said that the chosen ones call themselves players, which is a really weird title."
When Balk said this, he shook his head and said, "That's all I know. If there's more, only the gods will know."
"The Chosen One, the technological world, players!!"
Wang Xu's eyes were filled with shock and he whispered: "Game world?"