Jia Shu's slaves knelt in a row, not daring to move.
Xiaobai looked in Wan's direction and waved to her.
Wan was holding a tray in her hand, with ten small dark brown balls the size of soybeans placed in it. She saw Xiaobai's gesture and quickly walked to the slave with the tray.
Wan squatted in front of the head slave and said gently: "Take one."
The slave raised his head and looked at Wan warily, then looked at Xiaobai with sad eyes, then reached out tremblingly and took out a small dark brown ball from the tray.
The ball was too small, so the slave was afraid of breaking it, so he carefully placed it in his palm and looked at it carefully.
It looks like a rolled up and dried leaf...
The slave looked at it for a long time and still looked confused, not knowing what it was.
Wan walked towards each kneeling slave and asked them to get a small ball for themselves, then walked to stand next to the old chief.
Xiaobai stood on the platform and said: "The leaf in your hands is called the leaf of faith. If you believe in me, it will reveal its true appearance."
The Leaf of Faith was found by Xiaobai in the system. It can be used to test the tribesmen's faith in him, and the price is quite impressive, only 1 faith value.
Yes, you read that right, as long as you have 1 faith value, you can’t suffer a loss with 1 faith value, and you can’t be fooled by buying it... emmm...
As Xiao Bai finished speaking, Wan took out a small dark brown ball, walked to the slave, put it in her palm, and slowly closed her eyes.
Something magical happened.
The little ball actually trembled slightly and slowly relaxed its body, just like tea leaves soaked in hot water.
A dark brown leaf appeared in Wan's hand.
This scene was not only seen by the slaves, but also by other tribesmen. Their eyes widened and their mouths became O-shaped.
Well, so amazing!
This is not the end yet, the unfolding of the leaf of faith in Wan's hand seems to be just the beginning, and the main leaf is constantly changing.
Dots of green light appeared in the leaves, forming a striped path that became veins.
The leaf veins continue to extend, and the dark brown leaves are gradually dyed green.
From dark green to turquoise, it is like a beautiful piece of art.
When the leaf of faith completely stops changing, it is no longer an ordinary leaf, but like a work of art carved from exquisite jade, full of the breath of life.
"Holy Spirit!" Jiali Hai murmured.
"How is that possible?" Jia Liqing could hardly believe his eyes.
…
Wan opened her eyes and looked at the leaf of faith in her hand. The beautiful leaf made her eyes flash with surprise.
She turned to look at Xiaobai, her eyes full of expectation.
Xiaobai smiled and nodded towards her, and Wan's eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons. The affirmation from the gods was her greatest happiness.
She carefully held the leaf of faith in her palm and showed it to the slaves.
In fact, the slaves just saw it, but who wouldn’t want to take a closer look?
They looked at it very seriously, and then looked at the small ball in their palms with fiery eyes.
The smart rat slave reacted immediately and imitated Wan's example and closed his eyes.
He entered into a state of no thought, as if he had entered a world of nothingness.
Deep in the world, he felt a breath of life, which was a little green light, and he rushed towards the light with all his strength.
The tribesmen who were observing him outside found that the leaf of faith in his palm began to change, very slowly, but it was indeed changing.
The little ball was like a flower, unfolding slowly, many times slower than Wan's speed.
The armored rat tribesman ran towards the light with all his strength in the void, but still couldn't get close. He was panting from exhaustion, but still refused to stop until he exhaled the last breath in his chest and looked into the distance.
There was a touch of green everywhere, and he fell down unwillingly.
Am I dead? He asked himself doubtfully.
Isn't death particularly scary? Why don't I feel anything?
No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out. He opened his eyes and looked around blankly. Only then did he realize that he was still in the same place, never moving, and everyone was looking at him, so quiet and terrifying.
He looked at the leaf of faith in his hand.
The dark brown ball disappeared, replaced by a wrinkled and dry leaf. Compared with the crystal clear leaf of faith in Wan's hand, which was like a work of art, he felt ashamed.
Suddenly he thought of something and looked up at Xiao Bai on the high platform in horror.
My faith is not pious, will the gods punish me? He thought with fear in his heart.
Xiaobai looked at his frightened eyes and said slowly: "Those who believe in me will be free. You have proved your belief. From this moment on, you will be pardoned, and from now on you will be a member of the Samsara Tribe. May
Your life is glorious and you have no fear of death."
Xiaobai's words were like a heavy hammer hitting the rat slave's heart. He stared blankly at the god in gorgeous clothes, tears flowing out of his eyes uncontrollably.
From silence to sound, he howled loudly, grabbed the ground with his head, and made a thumping sound.
Ever since the Armored Rat Tribe was destroyed by the Samsara Tribe and the Armored Rat God was devoured by the God of Samsara, they have completely become slaves, just like weeds that no one cares about and no one loves. Anyone from the Samsara Tribe can beat and scold them.
, no one will stand up for them.
Even if they die, no one will grieve.
He thought he would never have freedom again in this life, but he didn't expect... Today, he actually had freedom and a tribe again.
"My God, thank you, my God, thank you..." He kowtowed and murmured.
Everyone watched this scene quietly until Wan stepped forward and helped him up. Li came to his side, patted his shoulder gently and brought him back to the crowd, just like he did to other tribal brothers.
The discrimination and dissatisfaction in the eyes of the tribesmen disappeared, and they all patted his shoulders, laughed and comforted him, and blessed him.
This armored rat slave wiped away his tears while nodding his thanks to the people around him. From this moment on, he finally felt like he belonged again.
The members of the escort were stunned, they had never seen such a thing before.
In their hearts, slaves are slaves and will always be slaves. They cannot become fellow tribesmen!
But the people of the Samsara tribe broke all this. The kindness they expressed was not fake, but they truly accepted this person.
How is this possible?
No matter what they thought, the other armored rat slaves who were still kneeling there saw hope, closed their eyes one after another, and began to move the leaves of faith in their hands.
The leaves of faith unfolded, and new reincarnation tribesmen were born!
The Samsara Tribe was influenced by Xiao Bai, and they became a melting pot, absorbing and accepting everyone who really wanted to join them.