The woman looked at the innocent child and sighed, "There is no such thing as a god. These are just tricks of the church."
"Ma'am, what do you mean by this?"
The woman lowered her voice, "Child, you don't know that the church's people only make money. Even if someone else is in charge, it's just a change of power. It makes no difference to the people."
She pointed to the portrait in the room and said, "I also believed that the church and the gods could protect my family, but my husband died on the front line. Where were the church and the gods when the aliens attacked?"
Ji Chuan finally found out the reason. The people, who had been deceived for a long time, did not trust the church and the gods, and believed that the gods that appeared were just a trick to make money.
He took out a few gold grains and said, "Thank you, Madam, for pouring the water for me."
"This is too valuable. Keep this money here for your own safety. Also, stay away from the Pope. It is said that he has robbed many children, and none of them have returned."
"It's okay, ma'am. The children are safe now. The Pope is dead. I believe that God will protect this country again."
The woman opened her mouth slightly in surprise, "Dead? That's good! He has swindled so many people out of their wealth! But most people don't have much savings anymore, and the gods won't protect poor people like us..."
Her expression was very lonely, as if she was recalling something. If one wanted to obtain the blessing of the gods, one had to offer money and property to the gods first. This was a tradition shaped by the church.
The piercing sound of the city bells ended the conversation. "Kid, you should hide here. It looks like another alien race is coming!"
"The gods will not abandon you regardless of whether you are rich or poor. As long as you believe in them, they will protect you. If foreign enemies invade, the gods will repel them."
The woman was a little confused by Ji Chuan's words, but she found that Ji Chuan's body was glowing. He had transformed from a ragged refugee into a holy boy.
The boy walked out of the room and flew towards the battlefield.
The woman couldn't calm down for a long time. She knelt down in the direction where Ji Chuan left, praying to the gods to repel the enemies and keep her safe.
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