"…What's going on?" Wen Liyu opened her eyes in surprise and loosened her clasped hands. "I can't use my power anymore?"
The system also looked confused: "This is impossible!"
"But the water control spell I just recited didn't move a single drop of water!" Wen Liyu stared at the basin in front of her, her cheeks puffed up slightly in anger.
The saint in my memory could use it easily and could gather water into a ball in the air.
But when she used it, how come not even a drop of water moved?
"Host, isn't it because you're not sincere enough?" The system quickly flipped through the information and saw that the first page of each spell read: [Love the Father with all your heart, and the Father will bless you and me.]
"...I'm a koi who cultivated myself to the point of being able to ascend to heaven. I've only ever believed in myself!" Wen Liyu was dumbfounded. "You want me to believe in a god that might not even exist?"
If she had not failed to survive the tribulation, she would have been worshipped as a dragon god.
Asking her to offer sacrifices to her colleagues just feels awkward no matter how you think about it.
The system was also dumbfounded. After a long pause, it said, "This... I'll go back and ask the seniors. Call me when the host needs me."
"Okay." Wen Liyu had no choice but to sigh after the system left, then obediently went to the bathroom next to her and bathed her whole body with the holy water in the pool.
When she changed into a new black robe and walked out of the room, she transformed from a lively little carp into a kind and compassionate little saint.
Wen Liyu clasped her hands together, holding a cross on her fingertips, and walked towards the chapel on the left with a dignified and graceful step.
It is now lunchtime, and people who have been busy all morning will rush to the chapel to wait for the clergy to lead them in prayer before lunch.
Wen Liyu walked towards the platform step by step and stood there with her head lowered. Her slim and beautiful figure was covered and hidden by the solemn black robe.
She put down the cross, stretched out her green fingers, held the white candle on the table, and led everyone in prayer with smooth movements, elegance and grace.
"Dearest Almighty Father God, your most loyal believers are here to ask you to bestow your grace and bless your people who love you most. We are here..."
The prayer was long and corny. Wen Liyu emptied her mind and recited the prayer from memory. Finally, she placed the white candle back on the table and doused the flame with holy water. "...Amen."
"Amen."
The believers in the audience also finished reading the last word. Many of them looked up quietly after reading it, taking this opportunity to secretly memorize the appearance of the saint in their hearts.
Not everyone has the opportunity to be led in prayer by the saint. Many people come to the Vatican to pray every day, but the Vatican only receives the first three hundred believers.
The three hundred people were divided into three groups and handed over to the Pope, the Saint, and the Archbishop respectively.
Believers cannot choose where they want to go and can only be led by clergy.
After the prayer, there were still many believers who were reluctant to leave and wanted to take a few more glances at the saint. They stood there, staring at the charming and holy saint on the altar with obsessed eyes.
The saint was so focused on clearing the things on the stage that she didn't even want to spare a glance at them.
The believers who were obsessed with the saint were led out of the church one by one by the clergy, and the loss and regret in their hearts continued to grow.
"I clearly didn't drink, but I felt drunk just by looking at the Saint..."
"Oh Almighty Lord, when will the Saint look at me? Just one glance will be enough. I am willing to exchange all my wealth for it."
"It's a pity that the Saint must dedicate her entire life to God the Father. We can only see her in the Vatican."
Wen Liyu doesn't care about other people's opinions and looks at all. She became the queen in the previous world.
She is surrounded by dozens or even hundreds of people every day, and is even stared at by old-fashioned officials at banquets. She no longer cares about people's gazes.
She silently walked down the altar, held the cross again, maintained the image of a saint praying anytime and anywhere, and followed the servant back to the room.
Food had been placed in the room in advance, with only a small piece of bread and drinkable holy water.
The bread is made exclusively for the saint by the priests who use the power of light to grind the flour from planting to harvesting, then add holy water to knead it into dough, and bake it with divine power.
Not bad, but not tasty either.
This is done to keep the saint's body and mind pure and holy. The saint cannot eat ordinary food.
Wen Liyu sat on the chair with dull eyes: “…” What a hard life this is.
This is not as delicious as the fish food she ate when she was a carp.
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After the nap, it was Wen Liyu's turn to go to the main hall to pray.
She stood alone in front of the main hall, looking up at the huge statue in front of her and confirming with the returning system, "Such a huge statue, I am going to clean it by myself??"
"Yes." The system was in a low mood. He had not found a way to solve the problem of not being able to use his power.
Wen Liyu turned her head and looked around. She was the only one in the main hall. She rolled up her wide sleeves to her elbows and wiped the wet silk cloth on the statue.
"Host!! What are you doing?!" The system was not paying attention, and his host did something bad with good intentions.
"I'm wiping the statue?" Wen Liyu looked confused, and long water marks were left where she wiped.
Those who know understand that they are wiping the dust off the statue, while those who don’t think they are giving the statue a bath.
"...Host, you have to at least wring the towel dry before you can consider it as wiping." The system was a little helpless.
Wen Liyu didn't understand what the system meant. "But it's so comfortable to have water on my body."
As a little koi, she loves water naturally. How can it be called wiping the body if there is no water on her body!
"It's okay, it will dry in the sun later." Wen Liyu waved her hand fearlessly and wiped it a few more times.
She also swung the towel at the statue's face with a "whoosh" sound.
System: ………It’s over.
Wen Liyu didn't realize she was in trouble yet. She jumped a few times on the spot. Unable to get a towel, she had to lift the hem of her robe and hide it around her waist.
He lay on the statue and climbed up with a "hehehe" sound.
"Host..." The system's voice was a little trembling. He felt that his source code had become messy because of her operation.
Wen Liyu carefully wiped the head of the statue, leaving a hint of doubt to the system, "Hmm?"
"The statue is equivalent to the incarnation of the God of Light in the underworld. Although there will be a sense of it only when he is projected onto this statue, if you do this, what if..." The system began to worry about the host as it spoke. It felt that this world was going to fail!
Wen Liyu had long been spoiled by Shaoyao and was fearless. Hearing the system's words, she became even more excited. She reached out and touched the chest of the statue, "What are you afraid of? I've climbed onto his head, and he didn't bring down any divine punishment. That means he's definitely not here!"
"It seems so." The system was actually comforted by her words.
The God of Light who was forced to take a bath, had his head touched while someone sat on his shoulders, and even had his breasts touched: ……………
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