Chapter 151: Strategy for the Bishop

The Four Seasons Church's misfortunes did not end there. When they had built the church, confirmed that there were no problems with the extraordinary skills, and paid a traffic fee, and were about to perform a "miracle" in front of the tourists, several large birds flew by, and piles of bird droppings fell on the scriptures they had just spread out.

Bishop Mo Fanwo's face immediately turned green, but tourists flocked to take photos, and some excitedly shouted, "Look, the Four Seasons Church has received retribution!"

"They deserve it!"

"Hahaha, it must be the spirits of Atalan and Azhenlan in heaven!"

Bishop Mo Fanwo could no longer tolerate it. He couldn't take action against the tourists, but that didn't stop him from catching those stinky birds that dared to shit on his head.

With a whoosh, he used a flying skill, soared into the sky amid the exclamations of the tourists, and reached out to grab those puffins.

After doing something bad, the few Pucci birds screamed and immediately flew into the pasture for their lives, then plunged into the cloud spit out by the ground dragon.

The two races, the Ground Dragon and the Pucci Bird, have been allied for many years, and their tacit understanding and fighting methods are perfectly coordinated. The snow-white Pucci Bird dives into the cloud, hiding its small green crest, and immediately merges completely with the cloud, disappearing completely.

No matter how much the onlookers zoomed in with their high-powered cameras, or how Bishop Mo Fanwo's eyes were wide open, almost causing snow blindness, they could not tell where the Pucci birds had gone.

But Bishop Mo Fanwo was, after all, a Level 30 transcendent. Although the huge level gap did not give him the ability of clairvoyance, he was a follower of the Four Seasons. He immediately shouted, "Wind, help me!" In an instant, a strong wind blew up, blowing out all the clouds created by the Earth Dragon, and also blew out the Puff Birds hiding in the clouds.

The onlookers raised their mobile phones and screamed, some were busy recording videos, some immediately called people, and some excitedly moved forward.

"Why didn't the park announce in advance that there was such a performance today?"

"Luckily I didn't go to eat just now."

"Family, come quickly, there are wonderful performances in the park."

"This old man is so imposing!"

"It's just that the shouting is a bit childish..."

Bishop Mo Fanwo tried his best to ignore the tourists' rude remarks. He fixed his gaze on the puffins that were tumbling and rolling in the wind. His usually kind face was filled with anger. "The Lord said, 'Those who are kind will enjoy a gentle breeze, and those who are unkind will be crushed by the wind.' You heretics who disrespect the scriptures, I will punish you on behalf of the Lord..."

Mo Fanwo hadn't finished his words when he was suddenly pushed. His eyes widened, his beard trembling with anger. He saw a woman in front of him, taller and stronger than him, shouting, "Who are you trying to punish? You blew away the castle I worked so hard to build! Pay me!"

It turned out that Bishop Mo Fanwo's powerful gust of wind had not only blown away the cloud that sheltered the Pucci Bird, but also scattered all the objects the tourists had spent so long making with the cloud. At first, they were stunned by Mo Fanwo's display of power. It wasn't until He Jing approached them to demand an explanation that they realized: Yes, the show was beautiful, but the park had wiped out their hard work without any notice. And the key point was, those were the works they hadn't even taken photos or videos to post on social media! Just gone, like that! They needed an explanation!

So Bishop Mo Fanwo was surrounded by a group of tourists. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and looked like they wanted to turn him over. Although Bishop Mo Fanwo had encountered many bad things in the past two days, this was the first time for him, who had lived a life of luxury in another world, to be surrounded by so many people in an aggressive manner. For a moment, he was caught off guard and unable to cope with it.

Soon, the incident alarmed the staff, and finally Chi Xiaozhen stepped forward to temporarily calm the tourists down. Then Sal sent Bishop Mo Fanwo back to their church and started typing on the computer to ask them for money.

Bishop Mo Fanwo was very dissatisfied and said that the cause of the incident was Puchi Bird, and Puchi Bird should bear full responsibility for this matter!

With a loud bang, Thrall slammed his computer onto the table. The sound was incredibly harsh in the silent church, startling several people present. He looked at Bishop Mo Fanwo coldly, "I believe we discussed this issue before your church moved in. Whether you have a conflict with a tourist or an employee in the park, you must first report it to a staff member or to me. Only then will we have the right to judge right and wrong and impose punishment. Yesterday, you left your residence without permission and entered other parts of the park. For various reasons, we didn't bother with you, but that doesn't mean we'll just ignore it."

Bishop Mo Fanwo faced Thrall as if he were facing the unfathomable Pope. A little sweat appeared on his forehead. "Your Majesty, but the Pucci Bird..."

Sar said, "Puchi Bird had diarrhea after eating overnight feed. It wasn't intentional. Let's let it go after Puchi Bird comes over and apologizes to you!"

Bishop Mo Fanwo's lips trembled with anger. That was a precious canon! In the Kingdom of Theodore, blasphemy against the canon would result in fifty lashes on the scaffold. Just an apology, and he'd be fined?

However, Thrall clearly considered the matter over. He continued, "Today, you entered the ranch without permission and then destroyed the visitors' hard work. Now the visitors are in a very bad mood. You should know that this paradise is closely related to my Lord's apotheosis. If you make the visitors unhappy, my Lord will also be unhappy."

Upon hearing this, Bishop Mo Fanwo was unable to utter any more indignation, and the anger on the faces of the other clergy froze. Indeed, they could not afford to offend a god. If the Lord of Paradise displeased them and sent them back, the Pope would not let them go.

Thrall continued, "Fortunately, my Lord is so busy that he hasn't noticed such a small matter yet. My sister has already used her skills to appease the tourists. I will still speak well of you in front of my Lord."

Thrall's sister, Chi Xiaozhen, is a lady that makes people fall in love with her at first sight. Even Bishop Mo Fanwo couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy when he saw her for the first time, but he understood that this was the influence of the other party's extraordinary level and skill effects. With such a skill that makes people close to her, it only takes a moment for Chi Xiaozhen to calm the emotions of tourists, and this can indeed make the Lord of Paradise, who has not yet truly become a god, unaware of it.

Most importantly, Chi Xiaozhen was also a powerful figure at the level of the Pope. For Mo Fanwo and the others, having such a figure personally come forward to do this was like having the Pope personally come out to help them sort things out after they had gotten into trouble. This was a great honor! It was enough to prove Thrall's kindness to them.

Bishop Mofanwo then calmed down and was even quite grateful to Thrall. He accepted the compensation of one thousand gold coins proposed by Thrall without any obstacles.

Of course, before Sal left, he did not forget to ask Sal for advice on how to win the favor of tourists. Facing Sal's surprised gaze, Bishop Mofanwo blushed. There was no other way, he had tried many ways.

Reading scriptures - tourists refuted him seriously with a bunch of fallacies, and their confidence was beyond his comprehension; showing strength - tourists treated him as a performer and would call their friends to comment together; introducing the goddess - tourists kept calling her an evil god, which made Bishop Mo Fanwo so angry that he wanted to burn all these disrespectful fools to death several times.

He had never experienced such a setback in his life!

Sarr expressed sympathy. "I understand. When I was in charge of publicity, I also had some past experiences I didn't want to recall." For example, despite being a straight man, he relied on his sexuality to attract a group of gay customers, and when he went out to hand out flyers, passersby rolled their eyes. Looking back now, he felt really bad for his father.

Bishop Mofanwo originally kept his distance from Thrall, but when he met Thrall's eyes, he suddenly realized that Thrall understood him!

Thrall had a similar experience. Although they worshipped different gods, they shared common experiences and feelings, just like two trees rooted on two opposite cliffs. Although they seemed far apart, their roots continued to grow and could touch each other!

After Thrall left, Bishop Mofanwo sighed softly, his eyes becoming moist. Alas, why aren't they under the command of the same righteous god?

Turning around and seeing the young and energetic Raymond, he felt melancholy again, "I wish I were as young as you."

Raymond: ???

He was puzzled for a moment, then his eyes widened in shock. What did the Bishop mean by this? What good was there in being young like him? Did he want to get closer to Thrall's mission?

No, no, no, that's not right. Nothing about this place is right. There are no nobles, no king. How can there be such a place in the world? He must have been bewitched!

***

Chi Yi could be said to have seen the farce that took place in the Four Seasons Church from beginning to end.

Under the instigation or threat of King Little Thorn, the employees of the paradise, as well as the ground dragon, the puff bird, the mind doll and the tree spirit joined the camp to retaliate against the Church of Four Seasons.

Both the Tree Spirit and the Psychic Doll have grudges against the Church of the Four Seasons. The former's entire clan was captured and enslaved by the Kingdom of Theodore, and while they resent the Kingdom, they also naturally resent the Four Seasons Goddess they worship. The latter's former master was destroyed by the evil god, and naturally they are extremely enthusiastic about seeking revenge against the Church of the Four Seasons.

The night before, Bishop Morfanwo had left a night watch. The tree spirits were responsible for communicating with the flowers and trees near the church, causing them to rustle and mask the sound of the ground dragon approaching the church. The telepathic spectator, Ah Zhen, had blinded the night watchman's mind, making him insensitive to the ground dragon's entry. King Little Thorn personally intervened, using his mischief skills to lower Bishop Morfanwo's vigilance.

With their combined efforts, the ground dragon's entry into the church went smoothly. Bishop Morvanwo was unaware of the existence of the Psychic Dolls, much less the combined efforts of several races to defecate in the church. Therefore, he concluded that there was a traitor inside the church, secretly inserting the ground dragon's feces to hinder their missionary work.

Of course, the premise is Raymond's accidental betrayal, otherwise Bishop Mo Fanwo would never have thought of the internal thief.

But Chi Yizhen never expected that when Thrall said he was going to seduce a man, he would act so quickly and catch a big one right away! He even captured Bishop Mo Fanwo!

When Chi Yizheng saw Bishop Mo Fanwo's expression of having found a confidant, his soul was shaken and he began to think about life.

"Game, isn't it bad to deceive an elderly person's feelings?"

【Let them no longer unite, isn't this what the players expect? 】

Chi Yizhen thought about it and thought that an old man was better than a young and handsome guy like Raymond! At least he believed that Sal was not so heavy-handed as to fall in love with an old man.

Moreover, when it comes to major issues of right and wrong, morality should be put aside!

He narrowed his eyes and said with a hint of excitement, "I believe the setbacks they've encountered over the past two days have smoothed out most of the rough edges of the Four Seasons Church members. It's time to have them work for the park. Well, the Four Seasons Church wants to spread its faith, so it can't just offer no benefits at all! And it just so happens that many tourists are in need of skills."

This was a strategy Chi Yizhen had planned long ago. How could 30,000 red-eyed elves possibly satisfy the endless stream of tourists on Earth? From the very beginning, he had his eyes on the Four Seasons Church's skill tree for wind, frost, thunder and rain.