spooky calendar

Chapter 353 The Growth of a Divine Statue

The night of August 18th.

Jesus began to study his own way of dominance.

As Qin Ze said, all roads have been opened, and all ways to the master have been opened.

The path of the ancestors does not actually mean it is the strongest path.

If he could become the belief of everyone and use the power of belief to become a god, he would not necessarily be weaker than Qin Ze and Nuwa who followed the path of the ancestors.

The greater significance of the Road of the Ancestors is to open up the world and make everyone feel that the world is vast and they can fly freely instead of being blocked by the high wall.

Jesus always felt that the path he took was actually the most correct and powerful.

Of course, this idea is actually very exaggerating.

People have faith, but sentient beings have more desires. If you practice simplicity and simplicity in pursuing desires, you can actually go a long way.

But Jesus didn't care about that; he just wanted to become the master as soon as possible.

"It seems that what Qin Ze said is right. I have to answer a few prayers..."

"To put it simply, I have to play God and make more people believe in the existence of miracles, so their faith will deepen."

In fact, in this world, no miracle happened before the weirdness came.

But it does not affect people's belief in Buddhism and religion.

If a miracle happened... then you can imagine that according to the social customs of Longxia, if you want to kowtow to Guanyin Bodhisattva, you can't do it without some connections. Even the monks in the temple may not be interested in your incense money.

In fact, Jesus is like this.

Not long ago, the actress tried various methods to sleep with Jesus.

During this process... I was deceived by many men who claimed to be disciples of Jesus.

Those who cheat in the name of Jesus can be said to have made a lot of money, but the Old Calendar Association does not care about this.

Jesus never even looked at ordinary people.

Until today, he had never thought about responding to prayers from the world.

"Then let's get started..."

Jesus was not sure whether he could become the master in seven days.

But he is essentially a genius.

None of the Five Gods of Valhalla is simple. Once they start doing something, their progress will definitely be far beyond that of their peers.

Closing his eyes, Jesus began to carefully feel the people's prayers.

Countless bubbles appeared in Jesus' mind.

Colored bubbles.

The color of the bubbles, some are white, and appear very fragile.

Jesus listened and saw that the white bubbles looked like this.

"My Lord, please bless me with better luck this month so that I can win back that bad debt! Let me have a great time in Las Vegas!"

He is a gambler.

Jesus approaches the bubble and can decide whether to help the person.

The bubbles quickly established a connection between Jesus' consciousness and Jesus...

Jesus' body became ethereal.

"Awesome, I can actually enter the area where the believers are?"

This is really a god descending.

With the speed and perception of Jesus Catastrophe Realm, going to a casino, no matter how awesome the casino technology is, or what kind of gambling king is in charge... due to the absolute gap in perception and consciousness, they are all clouds.

He could certainly help this believer win.

But Jesus discovered that…the faith value of the white bubble was only a few points.

To become the master, he needs hundreds of thousands of points.

……

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Las Vegas.

In an inn, a man was smoking a cigarette and praying to Jesus.

He exhaled a puff of smoke, never expecting...

Suddenly, gray fog surged in the room.

"Fuck...what the hell!"

Only at this time did Jesus realize that he had come here only in a virtual spiritual form.

An ethereal form that can only be seen by those who pray.

The gray fog formed the outline of Jesus, which instantly frightened the man so much that he fell to the ground in a mess.

But soon, the man recognized it. It was Jesus!

"Oh my God, God answered me! Oh no, my Jesus!"

The man was kneeling, and it was obvious that he was not a religious person, but just a utilitarian worshipper making a wish and praying.

Jesus actually wants to hurry up and go to the casino to take you to win big and tell you how to place your bets.

But he found that he had to listen to the other person's past first. In other words, this was a ritual.

"Tell me about your past. Any part of it will do, but be honest."

The man hesitated for a while and told part of his experience.

It's not complicated, it can even be said to be quite simple.

It's probably about a hard-working man who accidentally got involved in gambling. After making some quick money, he no longer looks down on normal work that makes money slowly.

So he later became a gambler and owed $400,000.

Recently, he faces the risk of being arrested and put in a dog cage if he fails to pay the money.

Of course, broken arms and legs are also possible.

The emergence of the Old Calendar Association has made many people focus on strange things. No one cares about the evil deeds of ordinary people in those corners of the sin city.

Jesus finally granted the wish and allowed the man to win.

After winning $570,000, the gray mist that Jesus had gathered disappeared.

The white bubbles turned into faith values.

Time taken – one hour.

In just one hour, he was in Linxiang City and saved a gambler who was far away in Las Vegas.

But the faith value is very few.

Jesus felt that this was not right… Logically speaking, his own miracle itself was worthy of belief.

Secondly, I helped him get out of the trough of life, so I should be more worthy of trust.

But why is the faith value so low?

Jesus was not stupid; he actually understood human nature.

After Jesus left, the man prayed desperately, begging Jesus to appear.

But Jesus did not appear again, so the man cursed:
"Fuck, it's an illusion, it's all an illusion, it's nothing!"

Sheng Mien, fight against Mien.

Jesus thought about it and thought that was probably the case. But there might be other reasons as well.

Then, Jesus granted several more wishes. White bubbles are really worthless.

This group of people seem to be worshipping God for utilitarian purposes.

If God does not help them, they will lament that fate is unfair, but if God helps them, they will feel that they are lucky and it is natural for God to help them.

This is true for many people in this world.

Jesus realized that if he kept choosing the white bubbles… then he would probably have to be seventy years old before he could become the Lord.

So he began searching for bubbles of higher value.

According to past experience, above white is blue, above blue is purple, and above purple is orange.

But Jesus discovered that if his consciousness was in the free country across the ocean, it seemed that most people were white bubbles.

The wishes they made were basically for themselves.

Fortunately, he still found an orange bubble.

"It's not easy. This bubble is in Philadelphia. Let me see what kind of wish it is."

……

……

As consciousness approaches the bubble, gray fog descends.

The phantom figure of Jesus soon appeared behind the girl.

"Tell me about your past. Any part of it will do, but be honest."

The girl knelt in front of the Bible, as if she did not hear Jesus' words, but just prayed devoutly.

Jesus spoke again:

"If you don't tell me about your past, I will disappear."

The girl still knelt there.

Jesus frowned, but soon he saw the girl stand up and begin gesturing to the Bible.

This is sign language.

At this moment, Jesus suddenly understood...the person who made the wish was deaf and dumb.

So he moved his ethereal body made of gray fog and came to the altar where the Bible was placed.

This scene frightened the girl, but the next second, the voice of Jesus resounded in the girl's mind.

"I have answered your prayers. Now, you can answer me with your consciousness, your past experiences, and your wishes."

Jesus finally understood. No wonder he couldn't hear any sound when he got close to the bubble.

It turned out that the girl couldn't speak.

He guessed that the girl hoped that she could become healthy and normal.

This is not difficult. For Jesus now, the power of desire can do many things.

But what the girl said next surprised Jesus.

"My friend is a painter... He is a very good painter, but... He is blind."

A blind painter?

Jesus found this very strange.

Based on Jian Yiyi's existence, he felt that anyone who played with this thing had to be a genius.

So Jesus really looked down upon ordinary painters.

But as the girl spoke, Jesus gradually realized that the girl was not simple.

"He could actually see when he was a child, but he had an accident later... and he can no longer see."

"But at that time, he was already a very good painter. Everyone thought his career was ruined."

"After all, how can an artist paint something if he can't even see?"

"But he was very stubborn. Everyone told him that he couldn't be a painter, but he insisted on being one. Everyone told him that he could only be an ordinary person, but he insisted on being a genius that people looked up to."

“He is really good and has produced many amazing paintings.”

"God... can you imagine, Ryan no longer paints those broad things, he only paints those small objects, he uses his fingers to feel every detail of the object."

"Screwdrivers, nail clippers, cans, rings, pendants, keys, intricate carvings, or some fruit that can be held in one hand."

"As long as he touched these things, he could draw them."

"His painting skills are so exquisite that many professional teachers find them incredible."

"But you know..."

"When his works are posted online, people don't pay attention to his paintings, they just think... this person is so inspiring."

"When Ryan's mother read those comments to Ryan, Ryan was shaking with anger..."

“People don’t praise his work, they don’t realize his struggle against fate, people just feel curious.”

"Wow, a blind man can actually draw."

"Wow, he's really inspiring."

"Wow, he must have worked hard, right?"

"Although he can't surpass those real painters, it's really not easy for a blind man to do this..."

The girl signed very quickly, and it was obvious that she felt sorry for Ryan.

Jesus could probably understand that the geniuses of the past certainly did not want pity, but recognition.

Although this young man named Ryan was blind, his inner pride made him never put himself inferior to the painter in the eyes of the public.

But many people are actually unable to appreciate art.

Even if Ryan's paintings amaze his peers in the industry, ordinary people will subconsciously appreciate them with prejudice.

A blind man can draw very well, which is worthy of encouragement and worthy of being moved by his inspiration, but if you say how great this blind man is really... they don't believe it.

There were tears in the girl's eyes and her hands were shaking as she was signing.

"He was such a proud person, he didn't want to accept other people's pity at all, he just wanted to tell people... it doesn't matter, even if you are disabled, you can reach the pinnacle in the field of art."

"But people will pay more attention to his disability and define him based on his disability."

"He became famous very quickly, but few people were amazed by his works. People just thought at first glance that the paintings were good, and then stopped looking at them in detail. Most people praised him for his perseverance and hard work."

Jesus actually began to understand Ryan a little.

In the eyes of a genius, praising him for his hard work is actually denying him.

“But…even though his works are those tiny objects, in the lines of the paintings, one can glimpse a vast world!”

"He hates people's pity, and that's why he always likes to talk to me... because I can't say those words of sympathy to him."

"Perhaps because of this, he and I became friends... well, friends."

"I am lucky. Because I can't speak, I never said those words that disgusted him."

“He also seemed to enjoy communicating with me silently, putting words on paper.”

“I also understand the pride in his heart.”

"He also wanted to paint the sky and the earth, and the huge things that could not be measured with the palm of his hand..."

"He is such a genius. If he had vision, he would definitely... definitely become even better, right?"

"At that time, the whole world will seriously study his works!"

Jesus looked at the girl, who lowered her head.

There was some helplessness in her eyes, but hope soon ignited:

"God... I want to pray to you, please let him regain his sight!"

Jesus was surprised.

"Don't you wish you were no longer deaf and dumb? Don't you wish you could hear something?"

In fact, being deaf and dumb has brought a lot of inconvenience to the girl. It can be said that...she herself is the one who is often discriminated against.

But she shook her head: "If I wasn't like this, how could I have walked to his side?"

"Ryan must have thought that because I am also disabled, I would be one of the few people who can think from the same perspective as him, so... that's why he agreed to be friends with such a person."

"I just hope he can regain his sight and display his talent. As for me...it's okay. I'm used to it."

There are many things that cannot be deceived.

Jesus suddenly understood that there was a reason why this bubble was so noble.

This is a selfless girl. Once you respond to her prayers, such a believer will be extremely pious and grateful to you.

This wish... is also very selfless.

But is there really such love in this world?
Jesus heard countless girls say they loved him.

Just like that female star, who couldn't let go of his penis and acted as if she was seeing a man for the first time.

He knew that all this love was of a hugely selfish nature.

He met such a person once.

"What if he regains his sight but feels that you are no longer worthy of being his friend? If he regains his sight, then for a genius like him, the world will become wider. Will he still care about you?"

The girl lowered her head, looking somewhat pitiful, but still managed a smile:
"No...it's okay. It would be nice to be able to see him from afar on a more dazzling stage."

There is such a love story in Philadelphia...it really surprises Jesus.

At the same time, the mood is very complicated.

He tried to make up for it by using distorted values ​​such as "admiring the strong" and "female licks the dog".

But I felt something was wrong. I felt that this was not the right thing to do.

Finally, Jesus granted this wish.

His power of wish cannot bring back the dead to life, nor is it as outrageous as that of the God of Athletics.

But it is not difficult to restore the eyesight of an ordinary person.

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……

In Linxiang City, Jesus opened his eyes.

He sat in silence and suddenly felt like smoking.

He really hoped that this would be the ending of the story. When Ryan opened his eyes...

Ryan will find out that the girl is not really that pretty, and Ryan will be shocked at the huge and beautiful painting of the world.

But when Ryan opened his eyes, the first person he saw was the girl.

He had touched the girl's cheek many times, but there was no such cliché scene as in romantic dramas where the other half regains his sight but cannot recognize the couple.

It turns out that Ryan, who is so proud, said the first thing after seeing the girl:
"Hailey... I didn't know you were this white. Although I have imagined your face countless times, I still think it's beautiful when I actually see it."

Silent companionship and cautious interactions, Ryan actually felt the girl's mood.

It’s just that one is too proud and can’t speak, and the other is too inferior and dares only be friends.

Such young love, with the help of Jesus... finally turned into sweet love.

After Jesus returned to Linxiang City, he had a gloomy face.

It's not the ending where the man abandons the woman...

There are actually such fairy tale stories in this world.

This wish made Jesus realize that in this strange world, there are still people who love each other.

At the same time, he gained more than a thousand faith points.

It turns out that when you meet someone who truly knows how to be grateful, you will receive huge gratitude.

For the first time in his life, Jesus did a good deed to help others...even though it was done with selfish motives, he actually felt happy.

He wanted to be ashamed of such happiness, fearing that such happiness would raise his morals, because being too moral would make him unable to survive.

But he still smiled a little, thinking that maybe the next time he would see Ryan and Hailey would be at their wedding, when they would pray for each other to live long and healthy lives.

Jesus began to look for new bubbles.

He slowly left the Free Country and peered in the direction of Asia.

I thought that wealthy places would have many grand wishes, but most of them are selfish.

When Jesus changed the area to perceive... he soon discovered a colorful bubble.

That is the highest level of bubbles.

But when Jesus approached the bubble…the wish he heard was incredibly small.

"Bread...bread...give me a piece of bread...God, Odin, Zeus, Jesus, Maria...anyone is fine, I don't want to eat that, I don't want to eat it..."

It was the voice of a thirteen-year-old child.

This wish seemed strange to Jesus; it was not even a wish directed toward himself.

The child called upon all the gods in his knowledge, and he himself was not ranked first, as if he was just a by-product.

And this wish is particularly outrageous. It is such a humble wish, just for a piece of bread.

Why is this bubble colorful?
Jesus was in a state of curiosity and consciousness descended into that place.

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In the ruined house, the young man walked towards the distance with cracked lips and shaky steps.

He was skinny and looked very hungry.

When the gray fog descended, unlike the others, the boy was not very surprised.

He thought he was hallucinating because he was hungry.

Jesus knew this place was a city engulfed in war.

He is no stranger to war, and the Free State is a country that likes to stir up trouble.

But this was also the first time Jesus came to such a place.

He was ready and decided to use the power of wish to conjure up the most expensive bread to treat the starving child.

But first, he needed the kid to talk about his past.

Jesus really wanted to skip this process. After experiencing his previous wish, he suddenly became afraid of these human stories.

I’m afraid that these stories will erase something from me.

But he couldn't do it.

The boy was extremely weak, but fortunately his consciousness was able to tell Jesus directly about his past.

Jesus initially thought that this was just one of the countless tragedies of war.

A man who was about to starve to death because of the war...but gradually, the expression on his face began to become heavy.

"Isa, we really can't support your mother anymore."

"Take her away and find a place to bury her. We don't have enough bread."

"Your mother is dying. She was hit by a stray bullet. She won't live long."

"Take her away, and then come back. You are still young, and we still need you."

The middle-aged man in the room, with an almost indifferent attitude, asked a child to bury his mother who was not yet dead.

This really sounds outrageous, but no one in the room thinks it is outrageous.

Issa just carried his mother on his back and walked outside stubbornly.

This time, they really couldn't afford a woman anymore.

Especially a dying woman, she will only be a burden to them.

But only the woman's son, Issa, knew best how his mother protected him time and time again.

But he had to take his mother with him. He had to bury her. He had to survive.

He wanted to leave the city with this group of people.

When the Old Calendarists of this world arrived and people's attention shifted to the weird level, the real world did not actually become peaceful.

On the contrary, those who wage war to plunder lives and resources will be more unscrupulous.

In corners that people ignore, there are countless children who don’t even have the chance to grow up.

Only by escaping from this invaded country can one have a chance of survival.

Issa wanted to live.

His mother was dying, and he had been told several times by men traveling with him that he had lost his mother...

"She is not as strong as us. If she follows us again and again, she will only be a burden to us. You can't be the same as before. You must take her to a farther place so that she can't come back!"

This task can only be done by Isa.

Because that was Isa's mother, no one else could kill Isa's mother, only Isa could.

This seems to be an established rule.

Here, everyone tacitly agreed. When your loved ones become useless, you will take them far away, let them get lost in the distance, or let them be buried...

In short, get rid of this person yourself.

If you want to survive, you have to constantly abandon those useless people. As supplies become increasingly scarce, people will gradually become "useless".

Issa cannot be discarded.

He lied to his mother and said, "Mom, I will take you away from here. I know a place with plenty of bread."

Issa carried his mother on his back and started walking outside.

This time, he decided to find a place farther away to bury his mother.

He carried his mother on his back, and his mother's eyes lit up as she happily left with Isa.

When Issa carried his mother on his back, his mother hummed a tune that Issa had heard when he was a child.

He wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

The war had dried up his tears.

Gradually, my mother's voice became smaller and smaller.

Even if he leaned close to Isa's ear, Isa could no longer hear clearly.

Issa looked back and saw blood behind him.

He had walked a long way and didn't know how long his mother had been bleeding.

After all, he still loved his mother, and suddenly he felt a surge of intense self-blame in his heart.

The war had driven him to the point where he was no longer a human being. He even wanted to kill his own mother.

He began to check his mother's wound, only to find that she had bitten her finger at some point.

Isa was puzzled:

"Mom, why are you doing this?"

Issa's mother smiled weakly:
"My little Issa, the road is too long... Mom is afraid of you... I'm afraid that after you lose me, you won't be able to go back."

"I was really worried...I was really worried that you were lost, so I thought that you could find your way back by following the blood trail."

The voice was so soft that it seemed as if it had not been spoken, but it exploded in Isa's heart like thunder.

He had long since been unable to cry, but he still opened his mouth wide and sobbed bitterly.

He thought he had fooled his mother, but she always knew his lies.

When she learned that her child had finally chosen to let her die, she had no complaints.

She wanted to spend more time with her children in the last moments of her life.

Just unknowingly, after a little while, I have already walked a very long way.

She was not worried that she could not go back, but she was worried that her children could not go back.

Those dripping blood were her final signposts.

At this moment, Isa really wished he could have brought a few more pieces of bread, so that his mother could have died later.

In this city where bread is more valuable than human life, he began to pray for bread.

Among all the gods in the sky, no matter who comes, he really longs for a piece of bread.

After Jesus heard this story, he noticed that there was no body next to Issa.

That crucial piece of bread... was still a little late.

It can't save two lives, it can only keep one person alive.

For a moment, Jesus was at a loss.

It’s not that this wish is difficult to achieve...but this wish allows him to see another side of the world.

What a humble life this is, but such a humble life has a mother who loves him so much.

He suddenly thought of his parents.

Jesus smiled silently.

She grew up in an orphanage, and was only told she had a father a few years later when her father was released from prison.

But he was always abused.

Jesus thought that his childhood was already difficult.

A world where my parents don't love me is the most tragic story in the world.

But today, the person who made a wish he met made the sadness in his heart seem so artificial.

The boy cried sadly not because he had no bread to eat, but because his mother would never come back.

There is something heavier and more broken in this world than not being loved, and that is being deeply loved but no longer being able to respond to that love.

You can only destroy the person who loves you with your own hands in fear.

This is war. Surviving this war made Jesus feel that his suffering was worthless.

It also made Jesus believe that there is indeed true love in this world.

This place is called Gaza, and there are countless people like Issa.

There were countless corpses lying on the road where Isa buried his mother.

Some of them had prayed to Jesus, but Jesus did not want to answer these prayers a few days ago.

When God looks down upon the world, he can only see dust. Even if it is stained with blood, it is nothing but red dust.

But when God stands on this land, He will also be moved by the dust.

For the first time, Jesus wanted to do something. He wanted to take the child away from the city and give him milk, bread and barbecue for the rest of his life...

But he was afraid again.

Why is it that in the process of becoming the master, he is the only one who is gradually regaining his humanity instead of gradually losing it?
August 18th, night.

Jesus' consciousness returned to Linxiang City again.

This was only the first of the final seven days, and he found it a bit difficult.

He thought he was seeing the scenery at the top, the vast world behind the master.

But he discovered...what he saw was that all living beings were suffering.

But after a long silence, Jesus closed his eyes again and began to respond to prayer.

In a corner that he didn't notice, his calendar began to shine.

(End of this chapter)