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"What kind of opposition could the various countries have? Those big countries didn't react at all, because they all knew that Mazu would not take action against them."

Gao Erzhuang stood in the void and began to report what he knew.

"Of course they won't react. Has the country already passed on relevant information about Mazu to them?"

“The payroll has been sent!”

Gao Erzhuang said weakly.

She never thought that Mazu's salary would be as high as 500 million yuan a year, and this is just a salary given by the country.

And now the five major countries are planning to give this annual salary, which means that Mazu will get at least 2500 million per year.

This number made Gao Erzhuang feel sick to his stomach.

Because there are some wealthy small countries that also plan to pay this salary, and all of them will be settled in domestic red banknotes. In other words, there may be no upper limit on Mazu's salary in the future, and it may even exceed 100 million yuan a year.

In short, whenever Gao Erzhuang thought about this annual salary, he felt a stomachache. This amount of money was really too much.

"Did only the five major countries give it? What about those wealthy people in the Middle East? Didn't they give it? And don't Japan and South Korea have any ideas? They are so close to us, don't they understand? What kind of god is Mazu, the goddess of the sea?"

Gao Wenfeng was still somewhat dissatisfied with the figure of 2500 million. He felt that the money was too little.

"What 2500 million are you talking about?"

Mazu stopped eating at this time because he had eaten too much and felt a little full. After all, his body was still made up of humans. Even though his appetite was several times larger than that of humans, he was still a human. So after eating a seafood set meal for two, three or five steaks, a double portion of fruit ice cream and a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall that was urgently airlifted from the country, he was finally full.

Finally feeling in the mood to listen to how much salary she actually got, Lin Mo Niang placed everything she had recorded in front of Mazu.

"You didn't exchange ideas, but books. Don't you have a spiritual connection?"

When Gao Wenfeng saw this scene, he remembered that the gods and his clones should be able to communicate freely.

"What are you thinking about? Of course this is impossible. You have to know that I have tens of thousands of clones. If every clone can communicate with me at will, then I would be extremely busy. Moreover, if the information of tens of thousands of people is gathered here, I will have a mental breakdown. Gods will also have mental breakdowns. Otherwise, why would they create clones to deal with those things? Isn't it because Gods are also fragile? There is no difference between the human body and the body of God. Our organs are the same. We all have the same blood vessels, the same size. We are the same as humans. We cannot process the information of tens of thousands of people in an instant. We are not computers, nor robots. The information of tens of thousands of people will shock me to death. Otherwise, why would I have so many clones? Because it is not enough to put one clone in each temple."

Mazu, at this time released from her hand a colorful ball of light with a diameter of five meters. The light in the ball was bright, dim, and of various colors.

"See? This is the thought you cast on me. This thought is bigger than the wave under your feet. What I'm releasing now is just a smaller version of it. I can only shrink it this small even if I try my best. It's impossible to make it smaller. These incense thoughts are just what I have absorbed in less than a season. What do you think will happen if I eat these things directly? Will I be shocked into an idiot? Will I become a puppet god?"

Mazu's face looked extremely ugly, because this ball of light was full of incense and thoughts, all of which were the beliefs that humans had placed on Mazu. Some of these beliefs were good, some were bad, but Mazu must respond to every request.

Because when humans wrote the underlying program for Mazu, Taoism added the 15 great vows, Buddhism added Guanyin's response to every prayer, and humans added the ability to call for help in times of distress.

These put together create a miracle, which is that Mazu will respond to all wishes imposed on her.

And Mazu must also respond, because this is the underlying program, in Mazu's thoughts and divinity. This program already existed in his body when he was still Lin Mo Niang, and it was already rooted in his soul. As long as someone is in trouble, Mazu will rescue him.

That is why Mazu created tens of thousands of clones, so that she would not be trapped by these things.

"It's really scary. Fortunately, I am the Lord of the Dead, and it has nothing to do with the living!"

Gao Wenfeng smiled. It was good that this matter was not his business.

Hu Linglong also patted his chest and said, "Yeah, I don't care about the affairs of the living. I just want the land where I live to have good weather and good harvests. That's great!"

When hearing what the only two gods at the scene said, Mazu almost couldn't help but want to summon another huge wave to hit the two of them.

"Okay, Mazu, I can tell you what the 2500 million just now means. That is the salary given to you by the five major countries, 2500 million a year and that is after tax. The purpose of giving you this money is to enable you to calm the waves at sea. Of course, after this matter is over, and after this matter is over, I estimate that more than a dozen countries will give you money, and the money they give you should be over 500 million a year. The total amount should be around million, which is not too much, but not too little, and should be enough for you to spend."

Mazu was silent for a moment, then asked another question, "What about my clone? These wages are only for my Mazu, so what about the wages for the 10,000 Lin Mo Niangs? Isn't there any arrangement?"

Gao Wenfeng was stunned for a moment, then he looked at Hu Linglong and Gao Erzhuang, and then started contacting Zhao Fangxu again. Zhao Fangxu immediately started contacting the top leaders, and the top leaders also started contacting other countries.

In less than five minutes, all the countries that had Mazu temples in their countries passed on their news that they would be responsible for Lin Mo Niang's expenses in their country, and would also give her an annual salary of 500 million, which would be paid on a per capita basis!
"Well, that's not bad. When the time comes, I will give out as many Lin Mo Niang as you have temples. And tell everyone that the currency I recognize is only the currency of your country. I don't recognize the currency of other countries because they can't confer titles on me."

When Zhao Fangxu heard this, his eyes immediately lit up. He was so happy because if this was done, the world would have one more international currency, and this international currency would have a higher status than the U.S. dollar because the U.S. dollar could not communicate with gods!

"As it should be, just like the Lord of Mount Tai who is in charge of the afterlife, only recognizes the ghost money of the Bank of Heaven and Earth, and refuses all other money."

Gao Wenfeng smiled. The afterlife had not officially appeared yet, nor had it been constructed, but that didn't mean he couldn't say it.

After learning what Mazu and Gao Wenfeng said, all countries in the world, except America and a few regional powers, were happy, because with one more international currency, they had one more choice.

Compared to the domineering America, they would rather communicate with China, which can provide a win-win strategy, because China always leaves room for others. "What are they doing? Do they want to start a war? Don't they know that our dollar is the international currency?"

The commander-in-chief of America kept slapping his desk and yelling crazily at everyone in front of him. In front of him, everyone was reading translations of ancient Chinese texts. Some people even read fantasy novels directly. They needed to know what gods and the afterlife were like.

So no one paid any attention to the commander-in-chief's anger. Even the commander-in-chief himself had begun to ask his family to exchange dollars for some Chinese currency. It would be better to get some money from the Bank of Heaven and Earth, because only this money could be used by gods and the afterlife in the future.

It is clear to everyone that the petrodollar system is over, and what has replaced it is the Chinese system of gods and the afterlife.

In front of this system, the US dollar and oil are nothing, because they can neither please God nor manage the afterlife.

"No wonder the Chinese say that death is like life. It turns out that they have an afterlife. After death, people have to live in the afterlife for so many years before they can be reincarnated as humans. Moreover, they have to buy the quota to be reincarnated as humans. No wonder they established the Heaven and Earth Bank. The afterlife has long been controlled by their financial system. What a pity! If we had known these things earlier, we would have controlled the afterlife long ago."

A Jewish financier there kept sighing that he actually knew nothing about these things. He felt that it was such a pity. If he had known these things earlier, he would definitely buy a large amount of currency to make his ancestors live better, or even let his ancestors control the finances of the underworld.

"Have you never thought that these things might be false?"

The commander-in-chief looked at the capitalist and asked with gritted teeth. In his opinion, this guy was too easy to cheat.

"Do you know about the Jiashen Rebellion in the Chinese alien world?"

"That chaos among the extraordinary people was caused by eight strange abilities. We don't need to care about the other abilities. We only need to know that there is an ability called the Soul Binding and General Sent. The Soul Binding and General Sent can detain a person's soul after death by its side and communicate with it. The soul has always existed, but we don't understand these things."

The Jewish capitalist sneered and told the story of General Ju Lingqian, but he did not tell him the more exciting story of the Shuangquan Hands, because the extraordinary people who were close to him told him that the ability of Shuangquan Hands had been lost.

Of course, even if it had not been lost, he would not dare allow anyone to use this ability on him to cure his illness or restore his youth.

Because this ability can modify a person's memory, it is really terrible. He cannot guarantee whether money can satisfy those people. He is worried that money will make those people more greedy.

The words about the jingling of gold came to an abrupt end. This sentence will always be the truth, but it does not tell everyone how dangerous it is for a child to carry gold through the busy streets.

But the capitalists are very clear that in front of people with extraordinary abilities, they are just the child carrying gold through the busy streets.

So he would rather look for the afterlife than use his extraordinary abilities to make himself live longer, because the afterlife recognizes money.

Big capitalists have nothing else to do but have a lot of money.

"But you forgot that there are 18 levels of hell in the afterlife, where those who have done bad things will be judged. Do you think you are a good person?"

The commander-in-chief sneered. Did he really think that he had never seen what was going on in the afterlife?
He also graduated from a regular university and was a well-read scholar who had read hundreds of schools of thought. Although Chinese was difficult, he still learned it, so he had seen those things earlier and had a clearer understanding of what the world after death is like.

"I am a great philanthropist. I have opened hundreds of orphanages and dozens of foundations around the world, and have provided a lot of assistance to the poor around the world. For this, I have spent hundreds of millions of dollars. Who in the world would not say that I am kind, and who would not say that our family is kind?"

After saying this, the capitalist laughed, and all the other capitalists with him also laughed, because they all had excellent reputations.

"Do you dare to go up to the mirror of sin? Do you dare to go to see the Three Lives Stone?"

Looking at those laughing capitalists, the commander-in-chief directly mentioned the Mirror of Evil and the Stone of Three Lives. This time, no one could laugh anymore.

"You are so disappointing. Why do you say these things that make us kind people feel uncomfortable? You idiot, we will not support you anymore! Idiot!"

No one likes people who tell the truth, whether it is the emperor wearing new clothes or these self-proclaimed benevolent capitalists, they don’t like people who tell the truth.

Because lies never hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife.

They themselves know what kind of people they are. If they are truly kind, they would not want to spend money to buy themselves peace.

A capitalist suddenly said, "Let's believe in Buddhism. If we believe in Buddhism, we can be safe through Buddhism, just like buying a free ticket in the Middle Ages. As long as we pay enough incense, Buddhism will arrange a good life for us! Of course, it can't be the fake Buddhism of India, it must be the real Buddhism of China. These two sides of Buddhism are different."

After this person finished speaking, everyone else also became excited. Yes, there is also Buddhism. They have also read Buddhist scriptures. According to Buddhists, as long as you say "Happy and Good Life" you can be reborn in bliss forever. Now that Mazu has appeared, will the gods of Buddhism also appear?

If it appears, they can enjoy eternal bliss.

Of course, as for the gods in their own religions, the gods who could send them to heaven or hell, none of them wanted those guys to show up, because they knew very well that the things in them would never allow them to go to heaven and would definitely send them to hell.

In this case, how can you not arrange a good place for yourself in hell in advance?
"No, we should pay attention to this young man. This young man is called Taishan Fujun. I spent a lot of money and resources to get this information from the people on that ship. Taishan Fujun is a god who can control the life and death of gods and spirits. He is the original god of the underworld. We should please him. As long as we please him, we can get real benefits!"

An old man knocked on Gao Wenfeng's name on the tablet. He had used a lot of resources to get this news. Of course, there was another piece of news that he did not tell others. That was that the fierce woman next to Gao Wenfeng was also a deity, the mountain god of Changbai Mountain.

This kind of news is naturally known, the fewer people the better! (End of this chapter)