"We don't worship blindly. We worship the gods to tell our ancestors that we are doing well now and hope they will continue to bless us and pray for better things."
"Instead of being like them, who don't even give up their own selves and are blindly kidnapped by faith."
Anyway, I'm not one of theirs, so it doesn't matter.
Zelan then shrugged.
Rimuru shook his head. After all, Zelan did not grow up on the planet Shandala, so he naturally would not understand the blind faith of the people of Shandala.
But the God of Life does not not exist. He does exist and has performed many miracles. Moreover, the technology of the Shandala civilization was given by the God of Life. They did not naturally reach this level.
In other words, they only have the skills, but their ideological qualities have not been developed.
That's why it looks like this in Zelan's eyes.
Rimuru was the beneficiary of this civilization's blind faith, so he couldn't say anything about it.
And the purpose of their visit this time was not to discuss these things.
Glancing at the farce below, Ze Lan ate the fruit of life with boredom.
It is called the fruit of life, but in fact it is the fruit obtained from plants that have been genetically modified. It has the characteristics of high nutrition and high energy, and is most suitable for replenishing consumption.
Of course, the taste is not bad, but this kind of fruit tree is unique to Rimuru, and he required the fruit tree to meet his taste requirements at that time.
After all, the people of Shandala are not particular about food.
Even when crops are modified, the goal is only to increase yield and scientific research benefits.
Ze Lan bit the fruit and said, "Rimuru, hurry up, I don't have time to play with you."
Rimuru nodded to show that he understood, "Then I'll ask you to help me..."
Ze Lan shrugged, took a bite of the fruit, and continued, "You are responsible for telling me the list, and I will help you kill them."
Rimuru twitched the corner of his mouth. “That’s not necessary. A warning will be enough.”
"Tsk, whatever you want." Zelan waved his hand.
Rimuru stepped out of the sedan chair and pointed at the Supreme Commander in front of everyone, stating his fabricated will of the God of Life, "The God of Life believes he is guilty, and I will oversee his atonement..."
Now, everyone was stunned.
High Priest, what are you doing?
The political parties were bewildered. Was this atonement? Clearly, forgiveness!
The supreme commander was also confused, but he soon realized that it didn't matter who he took the blame for, he had to find someone bigger to take the blame.
The bigger the back, the more important it is.
"Who of you is in favor and who is against?"
Ze Lan also came out.
The moment they saw Zelan, the political parties' faces turned purple.
How could they object to this?
And so, just like that, the farce ended easily, the Supreme Commander surrendered to the High Priest, and the political party... faced the resentment of the people.
“…”
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