Chapter 179 Thrall's Passion
Chi Yizhen said slowly, "If we were to tell him all about the fall of the Thorns Empire, how March was lured into studying the truth about monsters, how the leeches and the Four Evil Gods manipulated the monsters to invade Paradise, and how the Sea God took the blame, I wonder if Bishop Mo Fanwo would go completely crazy?"
Game: [Maybe.]
Chi Yizhen nodded, "Sure enough, we have to take it one step at a time! It doesn't matter. Let's plant the seeds of doubt in them first. Over time, they'll eventually break through the ground."
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A heavy gasp disturbed the night scene of the "Book Travel" Experience Hall.
Bishop Mo Fanwo ran out of the experience hall, holding on to a pillar and panting, even forgetting the bishop's manners and decency.
At that moment, a bright light suddenly flashed before his eyes. A tourist staying at the hot springs, waving a flashlight around at night, had spotted him. It was dark, and Bishop Mo Fanwo had deliberately changed into Earthling clothing to avoid attracting attention. The tourist hadn't recognized him as an NPC from the church.
Seeing someone standing at the entrance of the Experience Hall holding onto a pillar, he assumed they were just walking around to savor the experience, so he said, "Are you also impatient and looking forward to tomorrow so you can get in and play as soon as possible?"
Bishop Mofanwo did not speak.
The tourist didn't come too close, nor did he shine the flashlight into his face. The light fell on the ground, creating a bright and warm circle of light on the grass, like the only place favored by God in a world surrounded by monsters.
Perhaps out of sheer excitement, or perhaps convinced that Bishop Mo Fanwo was a kindred spirit, the visitor began recounting his magical experience at the "Book Tour" experience center. "Today, I used immersive mode to enter 'The Goddess of Luo River.' My goodness, the Goddess of Luo River is absolutely stunning! I have no idea how they created the park's model."
Bishop Mo Fanwo: "Lotus Goddess?"
Tourist: "Oh, it's the goddess of Luoshui. If only she could come to reality, I would definitely pursue her. If I can't catch her, I can just be her backup. As long as one of her boats is me, that's enough."
Bishop Mo Fanwo struggled to understand his words. "You believe in the Goddess Luo?"
The tourist tilted his head and asked, "How could that be? The only person I believe in is the God of Wealth. I always dream of him making me rich!"
Bishop Mo Fanwo blurted out, "This is blasphemy! Faith in God necessitates piety in body and soul. We must pray to the Lord with the utmost sincerity. Whether the Lord bestows blessings or imposes punishment, we must accept it calmly. This is the Lord's concern and test for us."
The tourist seemed a little speechless, "Uncle, are you so into the role? I feel like this is a bit like PUA!"
Although he didn't understand, Bishop Mo Fanwo could tell it wasn't a good word. He was already agitated, and now he couldn't control his emotions any more. "Is what you're doing right? You destroy things that don't work, and you worship those that do. You're just running a business! This isn't faith!"
He spoke louder and louder, frightening the tourist, who thought he had encountered a mentally ill person. Fearing trouble, he turned and ran. He ran ahead, and Bishop Mofanwo chased after him, shouting as he ran, not sure if it was to convince him or to convince himself.
The tourist ran dozens of meters away and looked back to see Bishop Mo Fanwo chasing him at a very fast speed. His expression was ferocious and his eyes were red in the night. He was almost scared to death and rolled and crawled while shouting to the staff that there was a madman and psychopath here.
Finally, Thrall suddenly appeared to block Bishop Mo Fanwo, and Chi Xiaozhen took the tourist back to the hot springs to comfort him.
Seeing Thrall appear, Bishop Mofanwo grabbed him as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, "Thrall, Your Majesty Thrall!"
Thrall's appearance is rather stern, but when he smiles, he seems easy to talk to. He patted Bishop Mo Fanwo's shoulders soothingly on the grass in front of the experience hall, as if he was comforting an old friend who was out of control.
"Your Majesty, I saw a strange book in the Experience Hall. It actually says there are no gods! It also says there's no difference between monsters and gods! It must be an evil book secretly brought in by a heretic. It's a vicious curse! It's a bewitching demonic language. You must..."
Thrall: "That book is right. There are no gods in the world. People are their own gods."
Bishop Mofanwo's accusation came to an abrupt end. He stared at Thrall, thinking he must be having a nightmare.
After a while, Bishop Mo Fanwo trembled and said, "Then, then the god you believe in..."
Thrall's expression was unfathomable. "Oh, you mean the Lord of Paradise? That's indeed my Lord, but He's not a human god. He's merely the master of Fantasy Paradise, just an ordinary director."
Bishop Mo Fanwo continued to stare at him in disbelief.
Thrall continued, "You've been here for over two months, and you've explored the park many times at night. Have you ever seen any churches or statues dedicated to our Lord? You come into contact with so many tourists every day, and they talk about so many gods. Have you ever seen the Lord of the Paradise?"
Bishop Mo Fanwo was stunned. He finally understood where the vague sense of disharmony came from.
However, Sarna's confusing delirium continued, "That book says there's no difference between monsters and gods, and that's true. It's just that monsters eat people openly, while the so-called gods you believe in eat people secretly..."
"No!" Bishop Mo Fanwo interrupted him hastily. "God loves his people. It is because of divine power that food can be produced, the cold winter is banished forever, and we can live..." What kind of life? If it were in the past, he would definitely say that we live in peace and happiness, but when compared with the living standards of the people on Earth, he was speechless.
When he first entered the park, he was sure that those who came to visit the park were all dignitaries of this world, at least minor nobles or wealthy businessmen with no worries about food and clothing.
After all, ordinary people cannot maintain such a strong body and rosy complexion, nor can they maintain such a leisurely attitude of long-term comfortable life. It is even more impossible for them to come to the paradise to consume and it is impossible for them to master extraordinary powers.
But as time went on, tens of thousands of tourists entered the park every day, and there were few duplicates among them. This made Bishop Mo Fanwo think carefully and terrified. What kind of rich world could support so many noble people?
No, they were not nobles. They did not have any of the arrogance of nobles, and they did not have any servants around them. Even when facing the servants sweeping the floor in the paradise, their attitude was polite and courteous.
So, they were just like they said, ordinary people. But compared to the status of nobles, the world that allowed ordinary people to live such a comfortable life was even more terrifying!
Thrall's voice rang out again. "As you can see, our world has no gods, and our people have no reverence for them. If the gods bring abundant harvests and warm weather, then how can we, the people here, live in peace and prosperity while destroying statues, demolishing temples, and showing no respect for the gods?"
"You say your gods protect you? But the living standards of your nobles are no better than those of our commoners. Life for your commoners is even harder. If gods love all living things, why didn't they save every one of your commoners when they were bitten by monsters? Why didn't gods appear to provide food and shelter when your commoners were starving and freezing?"
Bishop Mofanwo had no way to refute it. To say that God was powerless made Him seem useless, which was simply disrespectful! To say that God deliberately refused to help made the Lord appear cold and arrogant, without any mercy at all.
Finally, he could only say, "This is a test from the gods."
Thrall said coldly, "Your god loves to test people so much, and doesn't care about the countless deaths and injuries of his followers. Could he be the reincarnation of the test paper?"
Mo Fanwo: "You... um..."
Thrall covered his mouth with a smile and enthusiastically invited him to continue listening. "Actually, your civilians don't have to be eaten by monsters. As long as your god issues an oracle and releases the skill book, allowing everyone to become extraordinary and giving everyone the skills to protect themselves, they will certainly not die. Why is the skill book that is always kept secret in your world so easily released in Paradise?"
"This is really strange. He was reluctant at first, but then suddenly became willing. Could it be that after learning your skills, I will unknowingly become your believer? Wow, this looks more like witchcraft!"
As Sal was talking, he suddenly realized that Bishop Mofanwo had stopped moving. He thought that Bishop Mofanwo had fainted from anger, but when he looked more closely, he saw that Bishop Mofanwo's face was flushed red and his expression was painful, as if he had fainted because he had held him too tightly.
Thrall: ...
Never mind, the mission is accomplished. He loosened his grip, threw the man to the ground, and turned away.
The time has come, let’s go and fight Raymond.
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