After he finished reading this part, the "stars" stopped flashing and turned into a real-time monitoring screen again.
Um…
Meng Yi felt a headache as he looked at the three thousand "stars" that kept flashing.
It can’t be all “junk information”, what if there is some good news?
It is not a big deal to flip through them one by one. Flipping through the names of one believer is equivalent to watching a three-minute short video. Three thousand... there may be thirty thousand in the future.
We have to find a way to avoid ineffective prayers.
Let’s first look at what these twinkling stars have in common.
The stars were falling, and before he could check them one by one, he suddenly felt someone coming to his "physical body". With a thought, he hurried back from here.
"Snap"
The light in the second bedroom was turned on.
"Meng Yi Meng Yi, God just summoned me!"
It’s Cen Qiyun.
Meng Yi pretended to be woken from a deep sleep, his eyes blurry, "Huh?"
"Look!"
Cen Qiyun sat beside the bed, stretched out her hand and pointed, and a stream of cold air condensed and hit his forehead.
"What are you doing!" Meng Yi shuddered, feeling a chill on his forehead. He then gritted his teeth and pointed at the mechanical clock on the table, "Do you know what time it is?"
"Hey?" Cen Qiyun looked puzzled. "Aren't you surprised by my frost spell?"
I'm surprised you...
Meng Yi could only try his best to feign surprise, astonishment, and a probing look, and asked in a tone of sudden realization mixed with more doubts:
"What's going on?"
Such acting!
Cen Qiyun smiled broadly, trying to make her voice sound more reserved. "God has summoned me and bestowed upon me a new power of grace."
She held a piece of ice in her snow-white, delicate hands.
Her expression became solemn. "I believe God is pleased to see His temple standing on earth!"
"Ah?" Meng Yi was confused, but this time he was sincere.
Cen Qiyun frowned and glanced at him, why is he so stupid?
Then his brows relaxed, thinking, "If you are a little stupid, there will be no competition. Just be a good thug."
"Think about it, why would God bestow His grace upon me again?"
...no response.
She sighed and said firmly, "I have proposed to you to build a sacred temple."
Meng Yi nodded dully. He had just given himself the reason that he was commending her for promoting the Honorable Name and the Holy Covenant, but this woman's thinking...
Cen Qiyun continued, "So, we have to work harder to make money! Buy the Sixth Street Xinyi Garden as soon as possible."
Her eyes looked sparkling.
Meng Yi opened his mouth. He didn't expect that even becoming a god would require him to struggle to "buy a house".
However, as a divinely-blessed person, he should express his opinion, and he immediately agreed, "You are right."
He immediately noticed the current situation.
Cen Qiyun was now wearing a thin pajamas. She ran to her room carelessly and sat beside her bed.
Meng Yi said helplessly: "Shouldn't you go back to rest?"
Cen Qiyun now looked very excited. She turned around barefoot and ran to the living room to bring in the half-burnt books.
"Let's study how to design the sanctuary."
Meng Yi was overwhelmed.
It was indeed nice to have a beautiful woman in scantily clad stay in the same room with him in the middle of the night, but if she dragged him to read a secret book, that would be another matter.
"The carvings on the gate should imitate those in the Kingdom of God..."
"Look here, there's a painting or sculpture with strong symbolic meaning..."
"I know a great painter!"
Meng Yi forced himself to stay awake and turned to look at the clock.
Four o'clock in the morning.
"Why…"
"What’s wrong with you?"
Cen Qiyun lay on the bed and looked at him sideways.
Meng Yi came back to his senses. "Oh, it's nothing. I was impressed by your wild and imaginative ideas. No wonder you were able to receive divine grace twice in just two days."
Cen Qiyun tried to smooth the corners of her mouth and nodded slightly, "Worship the gods!"
Meng Yi could only nod randomly.
When it was bright outside, Cen Qiyun was in high spirits, while Meng Yi was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes.
Cen Qiyun suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Oh, right, we still have to go to the inner city today."
Meng Yi was so upset that he wanted to cry but had no tears. Could he get some sleep?
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