Chapter 155
Two days ago, after careful consideration, Chi Yizheng decided to turn Duoduo from virtual to real when her reputation value reached 10,000.
Then he did nothing for the past two days and just kept an eye on Duoduo all day. He also specifically notified his employees that if they saw Duoduo taking things in the shopping area, they should ignore her and not make a sound, and just put it on his account. He was afraid that some tourists would see Duoduo stealing things in the shopping area and shout out loudly, hurting the little girl's self-esteem.
As a result, nothing happened during the past two days. Duoduo was just like an ordinary little girl, full of curiosity and friendliness towards her surroundings. She also told him that she felt the way tourists fought monsters was too primitive, and she wanted to start a program on the internal channel to teach tourists monster-fighting techniques.
For the first time, Chi Yizhen suspected that the personality setting generated by the character card was wrong. Now that he saw Duoduo stole something extraordinary, he actually felt relieved.
"It's probably like this: the gate knife has been lowered, and I finally don't have to suffer and wait for death anymore..." No, what kind of bad metaphor is this?
Chi Yizheng checked the memory and was silent for a moment.
"The philosopher Kant said there are only two things in this world that can move people: the vast starry sky above, and the lofty moral principles in the human heart." He said, "Games. That's my first feeling after reading this memory."
Game: [What distinguishes humans from animals is that humans not only domesticate animals but also domesticate themselves. Once the needs of survival are met, human greed compels them to pursue more and higher things. Some channel this greed into power and money, while others channel it into moral ideals. The latter are noble simply because scarcity makes things valuable.]
Indeed, the instinct of living things is to survive, and then to live a better and more superior life. When the needs of survival have been fully met, some creatures will lie down and spend their lives leisurely; some creatures will pursue more wealth and superiority; a very small number of creatures will pursue higher knowledge and morality.
But what about the evil gods of other worlds? Why are they so united in their ambitions, so unwavering in their unwavering drive to gather followers and expand? They are not inferior beings, possessing wisdom and power. Don't they have other interests and ideals? Their fervor for power and their thirst for followers are like replicas.
"No, evil gods are just like monsters, they can only enter and exit. They cannot be considered living beings."
The closer Chi Yizheng gets to the level of a god, the more he understands how twisted the desires of those evil gods are. In comparison, he feels that he is still a normal person. At least he still thinks about eating well and sleeping well every day, and has the pursuits of ordinary people.
Early the next morning, he called Duoduo to him and asked her why she stole Qian Panpan's memory. "I don't think you did something wrong, I'm just a little surprised."
Duoduo stared at him for a while with her big eyes under her short dark green hair, and said, "Dad, isn't this what you wanted?"
Chi Yizhen was stunned.
Duoduo said, "Isn't the purpose of Fantasyland to make visitors feel happy and joyful? When I see a precious soul suffering, as a member of the park, I should also find a way to help her escape from pain and find happiness! But I don't have the ability to make people happy directly, so I can only take away the memory that caused her pain!"
As she spoke, Duoduo's eyes lit up. "Dad, I know you want to praise me, but I'm no longer at the age where I can be happy for days just by receiving a compliment. If you praise me now, I'll only be happy for an afternoon." After seeming to hesitate for a moment, she added, "Okay, at most, one more morning."
Chi Yizhen couldn't help but laugh, "You guessed right, Dad just wanted to praise you, you did a great job!"
"Hmm." The thirteen-year-old girl put her hands behind her back and took out a candy from her personal space and handed it to him, "Thank you, Dad. This is a return gift."
Chi Yizheng looked down and saw that it was his favorite chocolate fudge. He peeled off the candy wrapper and sat on the terrace of the Dwarf Elf Restaurant with Duoduo, eating candy while watching the bustling tourists below.
"Duoduo, you know what? I'm really surprised. I didn't expect that your stealing skills would be used in this way."
Duoduo felt strange. "If it's not used in this way, what's the use? Do those tourists have other things worth stealing? Dad, you don't think I would steal their money or personal belongings, do you?"
Chi Yizhen: ...
I actually thought so.
Duoduo chewed candy in his mouth, but spoke clearly: "Dad, when our family is too poor to afford food, then I will steal money."
Chi Yi was speechless. Even if he was too poor to eat, couldn't he just beg? Why steal? At least begging could give passersby the joy of doing a good deed. No, no, he had hands and feet. It was better to do odd jobs than begging!
While thinking this in his heart, he said, "No, absolutely not. My family is rich! Look, there are so many tourists, and we make a lot of money every day!"
Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. I don't want to steal money. That would be too embarrassing. I prefer to steal their memories."
Chi Yizhen: "However, although some memories are painful, they are part of the person who is involved and cannot be separated. They are one of the main factors in the formation of personality. You'd better understand the situation in advance and ask the person's opinion. You can't steal memories that affect the personality."
Duoduo didn't seem to understand. After thinking for a while, she nodded.
***
The Four Seasons Church is located in the chapel of Fantasy Paradise.
Bishop Mo Fanwo had been staring at a tourist's neck for so long that the tourist began to doubt himself. He touched his own neck, finding nothing. He then said, "Hello, Skill Instructor. You said that signing in at the statue sixteen times would allow you to learn a skill. This is my fourth time signing in. You must remember this."
Bishop Mo Fanwo couldn't help but interrupt him, "You must address the statue respectfully. Also, this isn't a sign-in, this is a prayer! You must pray at least sixteen times before you can learn any skills."
Tourist: "Then why are you staring at my neck?"
Bishop Mo Fanwo pointed at the jade token hanging around his neck and asked, "What is this?"
As a clergyman, he keenly sensed something strange from the jade tablet.
The tourist touched the jade pendant he was wearing and said, "This is the Guanyin jade pendant!"
Bishop Mo Fanwo had been interacting with tourists these days and was of course familiar with what "Guanyin" was. He was shocked and said, "How can you bring other religious objects with you when you come to worship the goddess? This is blasphemy! Take it off immediately!"
The tourist didn't tolerate him and said directly: "You are crazy. I wear whatever I like. What's it to you?" Then he walked away with a swagger.
Bishop Mo Fanwo was furious, and what made him even more desperate was that there were actually quite a few people like this tourist. It was okay to have many followers of the God of Wealth, Wenquxing, and Nuwa, but there were also people who believed in foxes, paper people, and so on.
His eyes were red with anger as he said to Raymond beside him, "I've already allowed them to believe in other gods, but they can't even show the most basic respect. I kindly pointed it out, and they actually acted like this!"
Raymond looked at Bishop Mo Fanwo's puffy eyes, which hadn't yet subsided, and he breathed a sigh of relief while comforting him. Fortunately, he wasn't responsible for missionary work, otherwise he would have been pissed off by the people of this world. A thought flashed through his mind, and he came to his senses. No, how could he have such blasphemous thoughts? He must have been contaminated by the heretics of this world!
In the evening, Thrall came to visit. As soon as Mo Fanwo saw him, he burst into tears and told him about the difficulties he had faced during the day.
Bishop Mo Fanwo: "The people here are so dishonorable and too profit-driven. They actually say that we can believe in any god that works. This is blasphemy! It's heresy!"
Thrall's tone was quite gentle. He brought a case of Coke to the church members. Seeing the dazed expressions on Bishop Mofanwo, Raymond, and the others' faces after they drank the Coke, he said, "Is it delicious? This is the improved version of Coke from the dwarves. It's going to be released next month."
Bishop Mo Fanwo: "It's delicious. After drinking it, I feel better."
Thrall said with a hint of pride, "Of course, this is also influenced by the power of my Lord. Anyone who drinks it will feel happy."
Mo Fanwo's expression froze, and he was about to put down his Coke when he heard Thrall say, "Drink it. My Lord doesn't mind, so you shouldn't worry about it either. We live in different worlds, so it's normal for us to have different cultures and customs. The God of Wealth, whose followers are spread all over the world, doesn't mind if his followers convert to other religions. My Lord doesn't mind if someone uses something he believes in while not believing in him."
Thrall recounted several local myths, such as Nuwa mending the sky, Kuafu chasing the sun, Wenqu descending to earth, and the appearance of the God of Wealth. "Here, the gods often bestow blessings upon us, and whether or not to believe in them is up to the people themselves. If you want to preach to tourists, you must first let them experience the benefits of believing in the Goddess of the Four Seasons. It's not so easy to expect people to fervently believe in you without any effort, just by talking a few times. Did you, from the beginning, do nothing but talk, and expect the people of the Kingdom of Theodore to accept the Church of the Four Seasons as their state religion?"
Bishop Mo Fanwo suddenly realized, "Not really. The scriptures record that it was the goddess who descended from the sky at that time, repelled the invading monsters, and restored the crops that had been trampled by the monsters."
As he spoke, Bishop Mo Fanwo showed a look of gratitude, "Your Majesty, thank you for your reminder."
The next day, when He Jing went to the Goddess Church to sign in, Bishop Mo Fanwo kindly said to her, "From today on, the rule of signing in sixteen times has been lifted. The Goddess is merciful and has granted every devout believer the opportunity to learn skills."
He Jing was amazed. She was of course very happy and immediately followed Bishop Mo Fanwo to learn skills.
This good news quickly spread through the Internet. At the same time, another wave gradually emerged on the Internet.
A netizen posted that he had a strange dream in which his spiritual consciousness spoke to him and there were some very strange scenes in the dream.
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