Chapter 149 The Punching Bag of the Garden

[Ding Dong, your believer No. 236 fulfilled the wish of believer No. 7777!]

[Ding Dong! Your believer No. 12 fulfilled the wish for believer No. 23435!]

Ding Dong, the player has successfully fulfilled 90 wishes for their followers through the wish outsourcing model. With ten more wishes, you will be promoted again, and your next level will be Weak God... After player modification, your next level will be Supreme God.

"Not bad, not bad." Chi Yizheng nodded.

The wishes in the Wishing House cannot be fulfilled easily. For example, if a tourist simply wants to become beautiful or rich, and this wish is just icing on the cake for him, then this person will not be selected by the Wishing House. Even if a bug allows him to enter the Wishing House, this wish will not be counted in the 100 wishes.

The Wishing House's selection criteria is that the wish can significantly change one's fate and positively impact their surroundings and the world. For example, the owner of Mingsheng Electric Appliances might wish to revive his company, seemingly just for himself. However, if his wish is fulfilled, countless others will benefit. This is the kind of wish the Wishing House recognizes.

It has only been about a month since the Wishing House was built, which means that he will be able to get rid of the title of false god soon, and then he will be more confident when he encounters those evil gods again.

"People from the Four Seasons Church have arrived this morning, haven't they? How are they doing? How many believers have they recruited?"

Game: [So far, the number of believers they have recruited in Paradise is 0.]

Chi Yizhen couldn't help laughing, "I knew it would be like this."

He originally thought that this was because the Four Seasons Church had not yet opened, but with a quick glance of his divine sense, he discovered that they had already paid the data fee this morning. In this case, not a single tourist stayed to listen to the doctrines they promoted!

"This Four Seasons Church is too bad!" Chi Yizheng was very surprised.

He thought that even if these professional charlatans couldn't convert tourists into their believers, they could at least trick people into coming in to listen to their bragging. But in the end, not even a single one stayed, which was a bit strange.

"Look at what they are doing." Chi Yizheng was in a good mood. He muttered to himself and then turned his attention to the Four Seasons Church.

The Four Seasons Church's headquarters was located behind the Fantasy Ranch, part of the 2,000 acres of land that Chi Yizhen had recently leased from the government. Due to future planning considerations, the Four Seasons Church's headquarters wasn't adjacent to the Fantasy Ranch; it was still quite a distance away. It was currently the most secluded area in the park. If it weren't for a corner of the Fantasy Ranch where they could be seen through the fence, no tourists would have noticed it.

When Chi Yizhen's consciousness turned to that place, the people from the Four Seasons Church were sitting on the ground, panting and not caring about their image.

The skills they used all morning were all ineffective!

At first, I thought it was because the supernatural factors in this place were too poor. Later, after some sensing and testing with props, I found that on the contrary, the supernatural factors in the Fantasy Park were not poor at all, but very rich.

Bishop Mo Fanwo couldn't figure it out, "How is this possible? Could it be that the power of the rules of the new world does not recognize our extraordinary powers?" But they watched the ground dragons and puff birds in the pasture from afar and found that there was no such problem. Their extraordinary powers were used just fine.

Raymond: "Is there some force hindering us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the clergymen who came here seemed to have been enlightened and began to guess who they had offended.

"Could it be His Majesty Sar? He looked unhappy that day in the cathedral."

"This is the agreement between our goddess and the Lord of Paradise. Does he dare to disobey his Lord?"

"I think we're a little too hasty. Let's not rush into building a church yet. Let's go into the paradise and take a look around first."

Bishop Mofanwo accepted this suggestion. He nodded and said, "Indeed, we are too eager to complete the Pope's mission. Even a newly appointed commander must first establish good relations with the locals, not to mention that we are only renting a piece of land for missionary work." Looking around at everyone present, Raymond was the only one who seemed to be in good spirits. So he said, "Raymond, come with me."

Raymond immediately accepted the order respectfully.

To facilitate their travel between the two worlds, Paradise granted them access to a teleportation array, allowing them to travel back and forth once a week. This time, in addition to him and Raymond, five clergymen also came. They had to rest and recover their extraordinary powers before nightfall, and eliminate the forces that hindered them and build the church. Otherwise, they would have to sleep on the ground tonight, which would be a shame!

Raymond and Bishop Mo Fanwo pushed open the door in front of them and set foot in the fantasy paradise for the first time.

Although the place they are renting now also belongs to the Fantasy Park, it is completely undeveloped. Just separated by a wall and a gate, it seems like stepping into another world, full of cheerful laughter and lively conversation.

Raymond stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, unable to come back to his senses.

According to Earth time, they had entered the park at eight in the morning, making it seven or eight hours already. Yet, in that time, their vision was limited. A hazy mist enveloped the empty expanse of land, and they could only vaguely discern lights in the distance, but couldn't make out what they were. Ahead lay the Fantasy Ranch, separated by two rows of trees. However, the angle limited their view, and since they were all prominent figures, they couldn't bring themselves to peek in.

Although they had seen tourists in the morning, there weren't too many people, so they didn't have a very intuitive feeling. But now, seeing so many people having fun in the park, they couldn't help but stop.

It was simply that these people looked too healthy and happy, and as missionary clergymen, they couldn't think of any way to make them believe in the Goddess of Four Seasons.

Are they well fed and clothed? These people don’t seem to be lacking in food or clothing.

A respectable appearance and a comfortable life? These people who can afford to spend a lot of money to visit the theme park seem to have no shortage of these.

Yes, in Raymond's eyes, the paradise had lured the strange races from their world here for people's entertainment, and must have charged a hefty fee.

Not long after Raymond stopped walking, Bishop Mo Fanwo's voice rang in his ears, "Child, are you confused?"

Raymond nodded.

Bishop Mo Fanwo said, "You are wrong. Your confusion right now is just a lamb straying into unfamiliar pastures. But in reality, the sky of this world and the grass beneath our feet are essentially the same as what we have seen in the past."

Upon hearing this, Raymond's eyes gradually became firm. He made a prayer to the Goddess of Four Seasons and said, "Bishop Mo Fanwo, thank you."

The bishop shook his head, his eyes gentle, and looked at the tourists again.

At this time, these two people in strange costumes have attracted the attention of many tourists, especially Bishop Mofanwo, who is wearing a four-color robe and a four-color hat on his head. The aura of a charlatan and the fancy clothes still attract people's attention.

Some people recognized that this was the charlatan who had failed to cast a spell in the morning and started explaining it to those around them. Others thought it was an NPC in the park and wanted to go up and take a photo with it.

Lin Lanlan ran over to take a photo. She wanted to stand between Raymond and Mo Fanwo, but just as she approached and hadn't spoken yet, Mo Fanwo gently stopped her. With the humble attitude he had shown when the Four Seasons Church was first established, Mo Fanwo said to Lin Lanlan, "Miss, do you often feel lost?"

Lin Lanlan was surprised, "How did you know?"

Mo Fanwo immediately said, "Because humans are born like lambs, they need the guidance of sheepdogs to find their way home."

Lin Lanlan was puzzled. "But I'm confused. What does this have to do with lambs needing sheepdogs?"

Mo Fanwo: ...

Undeterred, he recited a series of missionary quotations, leaving Lin Lanlan stunned. Finally, he aroused Lin Lanlan's interest in the Goddess of the Four Seasons. Then he said, "Our Lord, the great being in charge of the four seasons, has the four seasons because of Him. It is He who ensures a good harvest and brings happiness to human life. It is He who makes..."

Lin Lanlan: "You're not right. The four seasons are caused by the world's revolution around the sun, not by the goddess of seasons."

Mo Fanwo: ...What kind of heresy is this?

But the people before him were not the subjects of the Kingdom of Theodore, but the people of the New World. The scriptures say that fools do not understand the truth, and we should educate them instead of being angry.

Bishop Mofanwo once again smiled gently and kindly, like a life mentor. He said, "Sometimes, people form misconceptions simply because they are in such a low position. But today, I will tell you the true truth. In the beginning, the four seasons were the goddess who brought color to this monotonous and desolate world. Later, out of pity for her people, she completely banished the harsh winter from our Kingdom of Theodore. As a result, my country maintains a comfortable temperature year-round, unlike the Kingdom of Gundra, which suffers from the torment of winter and the pain of crop failure."

Although the Church of Life from the Gondela Kingdom hadn't yet moved in, that didn't stop Bishop Mo Fanwo from secretly stepping on them. Everyone believed that the power of the Goddess of Four Seasons was greater than that of the God of Life.

He was about to continue explaining the greatness of the Goddess of Four Seasons to the little girl in front of him, but Lin Lanlan shook her head. "Your teachings are too careless. You don't have winter there. Is it because your country is in Africa? No, there are some areas in Africa where it snows. Your country must have no distinct seasons like some of our southern regions, with little difference in temperature between spring, autumn and winter. That's why you have the illusion that there is no winter."

She said in a serious tone, "Winter can't be driven away. It's determined by geographical factors. This is high school knowledge."

Mo Fanwo: ...

What is she talking about? Why can't I understand anything? No, no, no, this is heresy, the self-righteousness of ignorant people. There is no need to explore it.

At this time, Lin Lanlan suddenly said: "Well, there are a lot of bugs on your body, don't you feel itchy?"

Bishop Mofanwo: ...

He looked down and saw several caterpillars crawling into his collar.

***

At the Fantasy Ranch, a ground dragon grazing with its head down suddenly heard a roar and scream in the distance. It raised its head and said to its companions, "That voice sounds so familiar! It seems to be those people from the Church of Four Seasons."

My companion said "oh" and didn't care much.

Earth Dragon: "Should we go back to our hometown to avoid the limelight?"

Companion: ???

Earth Dragon: "Have you read the letter King Little Thorn sent last night? They want to retaliate against the Church of Four Seasons and are encouraging other employees to act together."

"But we have no grudge against the church."

"But if we don't do what King Little Thorn says, he'll send his army to take our business. If we don't have business, the director will drive us back."

"Yes, the grass here is delicious, and I can get food every day. I don't want to go back."

"What should I do?"

Several ground dragons looked up at the sky together. After discussing for a long time, they decided to secretly go to the Four Seasons Church’s headquarters to poop.

At the same time, the puffbirds had the same troubles. Like the ground dragons, they could not afford to offend the King of the Little Thorn. After all, the King owned a city, while they only had a small pasture. No matter how they looked at it, the King was more valued by the director than they were.

They also couldn't afford to offend the Church of Four Seasons, so they referred to the plan of the Earth Dragon and decided to poop for the people of the Church of Four Seasons as well.

"Wouldn't that be too obvious?"

"It's okay, we're straight-forward people. We can just pretend to have diarrhea and fly over it."

"Then I'll say the feed the dwarf gave me was poisonous!"

Dwarf: ???