"The oracle said that a new kingdom of God has emerged, and a large number of believers are needed to explore and build the palace of the kingdom of God."
"Oh my god!" Chu Zhuzhu exclaimed, and asked, "What does the Kingdom of God look like?"
"God..." Gongsun Zimang wanted to say something in praise, but he got stuck after just one word. He had never been to the Kingdom of God and had no idea what it was like. However, Gongsun Zimang's reaction was quite good. He thought for a few seconds and said, "Mortal language cannot describe the grandeur and magnificence of the Kingdom of God. When you go there yourself in the future, you will understand."
To prevent Chu Zhuzhu from asking more questions, Gongsun Zimang immediately said, "Okay, the most important thing now is to recruit believers..."
Lan Tiao suddenly asked, "Since the gods are so great, why don't they just use their might to build the kingdom of God, instead of making believers do hard labor?"
Chu Zhuzhu was stunned. "Yes, why?"
Gongsun Zimang cursed in his heart, feeling that the question asked by Lan Tiao was very strange. All the Compassionate People were preparing to go to the Kingdom of God, so how could they have the mind to think about anything else? Only Lan Tiao's thoughts were different.
The Compassionate Tribe were the most devoted believers of the gods. They wouldn't question their decisions, much less overthink them. Gongsun Zimang frowned unhappily and said, "The gods are high above us, and it's impossible for them to do everything themselves. They asked us to build the kingdom of God so that we could train ourselves, and... let us participate in its construction. This is a gift to us, and we should be grateful to the gods for giving us this opportunity!"
Lan Tiao: "..." Alas, so sad. When she thought that she would become like Gongsun Zimang tomorrow and become a loyal believer of the gods, Lan Tiao felt that her future was dark.
Gongsun Zimang recited poems praising the gods with great enthusiasm.
Lei Fenfei was performing a strange and bizarre dance on the side.
One of his legs was folded forward from behind, with the toes kicking at the back of his head, and the other leg was wrapped around his waist. His whole body was as soft as dough. From an ordinary person's perspective, this dance was indeed a bit scary, but if you were a cultivator, you would see a hint of Taoism in this strange dance.
Gongsun Zimang recited the poem for a full half hour until his mouth was dry and he finally stopped.
Lei Fenfei was already sweating profusely from dancing. After all, he was still a newcomer and could not perform this kind of dance for a long time. After the dance, he collapsed to the ground and could not stand up at all. He stared blankly at the sky, like an empty shell without a soul.
After a long while, Gongsun Zimang finally recovered and said, "Chu Zhuzhu, Lan Tiao, I allow you not to work today. You can walk around the mountain freely. Go to bed early tonight and greet the ceremony tomorrow with full energy."
"Okay," Chu Zhuzhu stretched and sighed, "I can finally rest..."
Lan Tiao had nothing to be happy about. She simply borrowed paper and pen and wrote a letter to Prince Rui's mansion, inviting Prince Rui and Yuan Zhan to visit. After she finished writing, she gave the envelope to Gongsun Zimang and said, "I like to write and draw when I have nothing to do. Can you lend me this pen?"
Gongsun Zimang waved his hand generously and said, "Tomorrow you will become one of us. We have as many pens, inkstones, and brushes as you want... This set of pens, inkstones, and brushes is all yours!"
"Thanks."
After Lan Tiao returned home, she wrote on a piece of paper: [No matter who you are, no one is more important than your family.]
If I disagree with the opinions on the paper, it means my thinking has been tampered with!
[You must remember that Azhi is the most important person in my life. ]
【There are also broken jade and cinder jade. 】
[To kill Prince Rui and save his younger brothers and sisters.]
【Kill Yuan Zhan.】
Writing on paper might be easy for people to find, but the houses, tables, chairs and benches here were all provided by the Compassionate Tribe. Where could Lan Tiao write these words? She couldn't lie under the bed and write on the bed board, could she?
Besides, the Compassionate Tribe has always been very tolerant of its members. Lan Tiao had never written any insulting words to the gods on paper. He was just reminding himself that his members would not hang him up and burn him to death because of this.
Next, Lan Tiao repeatedly wrote the two sentences "Protect Azhi" and "Protect Zheyu and Jinyu", as if he wanted to deeply imprint these two sentences in his heart. He was afraid that he would change his original intention after becoming a believer of the gods, but Gongsun Zimang alone was able to control him and change his thinking. If he participated in the conversion ceremony and accepted the blessing of the gods, could he still get away?
Lan Tiao sighed inwardly. His biggest worry was that after joining the Compassionate Tribe, his mindset would fundamentally change, leading him to view the gods as more important than his own siblings, perhaps even harming them for the sake of the gods. If that happened, he would be worse off dead than alive...
Lan Tiao looked at the bracelet on his wrist. It was a defensive spiritual weapon given to him by his sister. Seeing it reminded him of her. He wondered how his sister was doing recently and whether she had suffered any injustice.
"I am such a useless brother..." Lan Tiao showed a bitter smile on his face. What made him most uneasy was that if the Compassion Clan sent out the letter he wrote, what would he do if his two younger brothers and Azhi really came to find him after reading the contents of the letter?
Lan Tiao was lost in thought.
That night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep until dawn. However, he was woken up by a knock on the door after just a short while.
"Brother Lan Tiao, don't stay in bed. Today is a sacred day." Gongsun Zimang was originally in a good mood, but when he saw the two noticeable dark circles under Lan Tiao's eyes and the listless look on his face, he couldn't help but frown and questioned, "What's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you to go to bed early?"
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