List of strange talismans

Chapter 194 War Business and Industry 4K
Therefore, Cedric took the initiative to make concessions and accepted the other party as a member of the team.

However, his concession seemed to give the other party the impression that he was easy to bully.

Since entering Galanz Town, this young man who was polite at first has shown his unruly nature.

Cedric thought of what Valentine had done in the past two days - the other party first used his status to pressure others and asked to take charge of the transaction process. After being rejected by him, he then tried to bribe Matthews and bypassed the three people to complete the transaction.

Although he failed to succeed in the end, the successive setbacks seemed to irritate the young saint who was favored by fate.

During breakfast today, Valentine suddenly turned his back and threatened Matthews with severe words, demanding that Galanz must produce the finished steam engine within today, otherwise, he would let Galanz people experience the anger of a saint. The price of discipleship.

Cedric thought Valentine's behavior was very stupid.

When he first entered Galanz, he noticed that everyone here believed in a Far Eastern god named [Shuntian God].

The god even has a very impressive church outside the city.

This shows that Galanz is a large base of the Shuntian Sect, and may even be the largest base.

And a stronghold means there is a guarding force.

Without knowing the specific strength of Shuntianjiao, Cedric would rather wait a little longer than offend Matthews easily and put himself in danger.

But Valentine's rash attack disrupted his plan.Pushing him to the forefront of conflicts.

Cedric was a very cautious person. Seeing that the situation was developing in an uncontrollable direction, he made a quick decision and voluntarily handed over what the other party had been thinking about, and proposed that Valentine lead the subsequent transaction process.

Then, he found Matthews and expressed that the three of them were willing to give Galanz time, but Valentine used his status to pressure others, leaving him with no choice but to obey.

"He is more favored by the gods than me. You know, my fellow believer, sometimes things are always out of your control. Of course, I don't want this myself, so if there is a chance, I still want to follow our original agreement , complete the transaction peacefully.”

Cedric said.

He threw the mess to Valentine and wanted to see what the other party could do with this matter.

——It is best to achieve the goal through intimidation. If an accident occurs, he can quickly draw a clear line with Valentine to avoid being implicated.

It was precisely based on this idea that he changed his usual capable personality and pretended to be lazy.

While thinking about it, Cedric saw Valentine turn around.

"That kid named Sachette is extraordinary."

The blond saint seemed to recall what happened last night, and there was a rare hint of emotion in his cold eyes.

"His insights into industry shocked me. That's not the knowledge a 14-year-old should have."

"As for the other man named Chekov, he is a very capable craftsman. You will never imagine what I saw at that time. He hammered out a cylinder wall as smooth as a mirror on the iron felt, and his The only tools are a hammer and a file."

"To be honest, even in the Grand Federation where all gods gather and miracles are born every day, I have never seen such a talented ordinary person."

"It's a perfect combination that has everything it takes to succeed. All they lack is time."

he said slowly.

Hearing this, Tennyson showed a hint of confusion on his face.

"...Valentin, since you are so sure that they will succeed, why do you still force them to hand over the steam engine before today? Can't you wait any longer?"

"Do you think I am you? A 57-year-old ordinary saint? A mediocre person who wastes his life?"

Valentine said coldly: "My time cannot be wasted here. I have more important things to do, and this matter must end today."

"Moreover, I set a final delivery time for them to give us a reason to take action."

Tennyson was stunned for a moment and almost laughed angrily.

"Just to save 1000 gold coins? Are you short of money? Do you want me to give you your share?"

Elvis also said: "Why do you do something that can be solved with money? I'm sorry that I cannot agree with your point of view, Mr. Valentine."

Valentine sneered.

He looked up and glanced at the three people in front of him: "It seems that you are used to doing business with ordinary people?"

"Is there anything wrong with this?"

Seeing Valentine's sarcasm expression, Elvis felt unhappy for a while.

He retorted: "Do you have to use violence to reflect your lofty glory? Great, middle-level saint, Your Excellency Valentine?"

Valentin didn't care about Elvis's sarcasm. He just sneered: "What a sad mediocrity. In order to cover up your cowardice, you even abandoned the dignity of the saints and the dignity of industry."

"Ahem. Your Excellency Valentine. You may not know much about the situation in the White Star Country because you have been coaching in the Gran Federation all year round."

Seeing that everyone was getting more and more excited as they talked, and there was a strong tendency to start a fight, Cedric had no choice but to speak at this time, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

He explained: "The world needs peace. His Majesty the Great King encourages all sects within the White Star Kingdom to achieve their goals through transactions and negotiations instead of violence."

"Therefore, not only us, but the entire Industrial God Religion and even the saints of most sects have become accustomed to using transactions to solve problems."

"The gold coin is a wonderful thing, it gives industry."

"Industry has never been a vassal of commerce!"

Valentine spoke suddenly, in a tone that was almost declarative, and cut off Cedric's words.

He turned around and looked at Cedric with sharp eyes: "Listen up, Cedric, partners in industry have never had business, and insisting on using transactions to develop industry will only make our god a vassal of business! You have been corrupted by His power, and the entire White Star Kingdom has been corrupted by it!"

"It is a maggot parasitic on prosperity. It is an evil thing covered in hypocrisy! It uses the entire White Star Kingdom as his womb to incubate his extremely sinful authority!"

"Only war, only war! Can His sins be wiped out!"

Valentin said this and suddenly put his hand on Cedric's shoulder.

He squeezed Cedric's shoulders hard, looked into Cedric's eyes, and spoke word by word.

"It's time for you to wake up, my colleague. Let's start here, from Galanz! Start a war to overthrow Him!"

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Cedric was stunned.

He looked at Valentin who was getting more and more excited as he spoke. Looking at the other person's eyes that were both rational and crazy, he suddenly felt inexplicably in a trance.

He felt that the too young mid-level saint in front of him was a madman, a madman obsessed with war.

Why would anyone dislike peace?

If you can achieve your goals through transactions, why insist on resorting to violence?
But for some reason, he had a vague feeling in his heart that what the other party said seemed to make sense.

The status of business in the White Star Kingdom is indeed too high. Whether they are saints like them or the princes and nobles, everyone is used to solving problems through transactions.

Politics, people's livelihood, power, crime... I don't know since when, everything can be measured in gold coins and can be solved through transactions.

He suddenly thought of Matthews, a mediocre man who had rejected divine grace. It seemed that he had bought his current status as mayor with money.

It seems that business has no influence on White Star Kingdom’s corruption.
"Well."

Cedric suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his head.

His thoughts seemed to be torn apart by some kind of force, and some of his thoughts were missing out of thin air.

He instantly forgot what he had just thought, and even forgot that he had ever thought about it.This is not the scariest thing.

The scariest thing was...he didn't even think there was anything wrong with it.

Am I distracted?
He found an explanation for himself.

Then he quickly forgot everything.

Cedric's eyes fell to the front, and he felt disgusted with Valentine for no reason.

This feeling made him frown slightly, and he subconsciously took two steps away from this person who made him uncomfortable.

"Valentin, your arrogance is as ridiculous as your ignorance!"

Tennyson shouted angrily at this time: "Where do you think this is? This is Galanz! A place where industrialization is almost zero! How much of your mid-level saint's strength can you show here? Do you really think that is called Shuntian? Will God watch you misbehaving here?"

When Valentin heard this, he smiled and said, "He may not, but the premise is that he really exists."

Tennyson was slightly startled: "What did you say?"

"Sir Tennyson, has your hearing deteriorated due to your old age? I said, there is no god here."

Valentine's words were full of vitriol.

But Tennyson didn't bother to argue with him this time.

His expression was uncertain, and his mind was full of Valentine's words - there is no god here.

“How could a sect with such cohesion be without its god?”

Elvis expressed doubts about this: "If there is no God, no divine grace and no miracles, how can such cohesion and pious faith come from?"

"Who knows?"

Valentine said in a nonchalant tone: "Perhaps, the so-called Shuntian is just the wild imagination of a group of ignorant people."

"Gods are born out of fantasy," Elvis retorted.

"Yes, that's true, but at least, He hasn't been born yet." Valentine said.

Elvis frowned slightly. He felt the certainty hidden under Valentine's light tone, which made him temporarily unsure whether the other party was arrogant or if he really had some convincing evidence.

It was then that Cedric finally recovered from his dazed feeling.

Listening to Valentine's words, he asked the question that the three people present wanted to know most.

"Why are you so sure that the God of Shuntian does not exist?"

"Because God gave me a revelation."

Valentine said.

Cedric was slightly startled: "Have you received the oracle from the God of Industry?"

Valentin said nothing, but unconsciously touched his middle finger.

Cedric noticed this action keenly. He glanced slightly and saw a flash of black and red light between Valentine's curled middle fingers.

Do you remember the divine object?
Cedric was a little surprised. Black is a symbol of industrial power, but why is there a hint of red mixed in?
As he was thinking, he heard Valentine say: "I didn't get the oracle, but I once had a prophetic dream. In the dream, I saw Galanz caught in the flames of war, and our god stood on the ruins, intact."

“Under His feet, countless saints prostrate themselves, cheering for Him to ascend to the top of the Kingdom of God.”

"That includes you and me."

Cedric frowned slightly.

Saints rarely dream. The intensity of consciousness that surpasses ordinary people makes it difficult for them to be affected by external factors. They have the phenomenon of thinking during the day and dreaming at night.

Unless, this influence does not come from the outside world.

"This dream was made when I was teaching at the Grant Federation. At that time, I didn't know that the town in the dream was called Galanz. I thought it was a revelation given to me by God, so I started to mobilize my connections to search for the dream in reality. The people and landscapes that have appeared.”

"It was a very difficult time, and the half-year-long search never produced any results. I felt exhausted and wanted to give up, so I chose to temporarily resign from my teaching position and return to White Star Country to relax."

"It was this accidental idea that allowed me to meet you in my hometown."

"Cedric, you may never understand how ecstatic I felt when I saw you in the church of the God of Industry."

"Your appearance proves that the dream is not false, and also proves my unique status in the eyes of the gods!"

"He chose me as His messenger! He wants me to destroy everything that should not exist and establish His brand-new kingdom of God on earth!"

Maybe it was because he felt there was no need to hide it anymore, or maybe it was to convince Cedric and others to cooperate with him.

Valentine took the initiative to reveal everything, with a slightly fanatical tone.

Cedric was silent for a moment.

"So, this is the real reason why you asked to join us? To drag Galanz into the war?"

Valentine nodded, then shook his head.

"Struggle is just behavior, not the goal."

"Then what is your purpose? To recreate an illusory dream and hope that the gods will give you blessings for it?"

Tennyson sneered: "Valentin, the great God of Industry is not a war monger. He likes peace. If you want to exchange war for gifts, you are destined to gain nothing!"

"Ah"

Valentine laughed: "Maybe He wasn't before, but I can't say for sure now."

".What do you mean?"

Tennyson was puzzled by the implications of this remark.

Valentine didn't explain, just touched his middle finger again.

Through his skin, he could clearly feel that his second knuckle was gradually becoming hot.

He knew that this was the artifact confirming his behavior.

Under his skin, in his flesh, there was an iron ring.

This simple-made iron ring was bought from a friend who was an archeology professor when he was in the Glen Federation.

At that time, he just saw the hammer pattern engraved on this thing and thought it was some kind of sacrificial vessel for the ancient god of industry, so he bought it for his collection.

But an unexpected battle caused his blood to drip on the ring.

That night, Valentine had that prophetic dream.

When he woke up the next morning, he discovered that a black ring had grown on his middle finger overnight.

It was buried under the skin, tightly bound to the phalanges, and could no longer be separated.

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