Civilization Trial: Start by Building a Sci-Fi Heaven

Chapter 280: If you ask for something, you will get something in return; the route of surrounding the cities from the countryside!

even……

China will come into contact with more and more civilizations in the future.

We can continue to spread the glory of this guardian deity of heaven and lead all the heavens and worlds to believe in [Wang Lingguan].

perhaps.

It can rise to unprecedented heights based on the way of faith.

By one's own efforts.

It is not impossible for something to exist that is comparable to the cosmological constant.

only.

This is still too far away.

The problem that China currently needs to solve is how to divide the faith in the Novaria continent, world number 6, where gods are everywhere.

"This is not easy. These eighteen gods have existed for thousands of years and have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the Ryan people."

"If you want to preach, you must first have a doctrine to let the people of this world know about Wang Lingguan. In simple terms, you have to spread the word, and the more impressive the better."

"On the Novarian continent, the God of Light has the most followers. We can learn a thing or two from him."

"Can we include some of our Chinese myths and legends?"

"..."

Everyone gathered together.

They started discussing it seriously again.

We must spread the teachings and let people all over the world believe in Wang Lingguan.

Just relying on a bare name.

Basically unattractive.

On Earth.

Whether it is Jesus.

Still Sakyamuni.

Or the gods of various religions all have rich background stories.

They want to spread [Wang Lingguan].

It would be best if it could be paired with the mythical heaven in the Chinese background story.

Carry out cultural invasion.

Bring a little Chinese shock to the Ryan people in the other world.

“In addition to the background story, we also have to show as many miracles as possible.”

"Yes, believers believe in gods and gods, and in the final analysis, they hope to be protected."

"Eleanor and the others will concentrate on performing miracles every few days. Why don't we do the same?"

"What kind of miracle can be created using technological means?"

"..."

While discussing.

Everyone fell into deep thought again.

in fact.

On the continent of Novaria, ordinary people do not know the truth about the gods.

Except for people from the Vatican.

Everyone.

They all believe that there are gods in the world and that believing in gods can protect them.

but……

Actually.

The so-called gods are just a product of their cultivation system.

Maybe in the future.

But definitely not now.

In order to convince the people.

People in the Vatican would often display supernatural powers to create so-called miracles and demonstrate the greatness of "God".

With these means.

Keep harvesting faith.

They gathered in various major churches to provide supplies for their practice.

"I think there is no need to perform so-called miracles."

Yang Mo heard everyone's discussion and spoke.

The voice just fell.

Everyone stopped talking and their eyes were focused on him.

"It is actually very simple to make the people in other worlds believe in [Wang Lingguan]."

Yang Mo went on to say: "The world is bustling with people, all for profit. The world is bustling with people, all for profit. The so-called faith is the same."

"Buddhists believe in Tathagata because he can bring them blessings and happiness in the next life."

"Christians believe in Jesus because Jesus can take them to heaven instead of hell."

"same."

"The people of Novaria in World 6 believe in gods, hoping to receive their protection and various rewards."

for this.

He sees things more clearly.

It’s the same as the Chinese mythology system.

They also believe in God.

only……

They all believe in gods that are beneficial to them.

There is a kitchen god in charge of cooking.

There is a God of Wealth in financial management.

There is a matchmaker for marriage.

There are longevity stars.

If you want to have a child, there is Guanyin.

As for those illusory gods of the sun, moon, beauty, and kindness...

Sorry.

In Chinese temples, there is no place to sit at the table.

Not to mention enjoying any incense.

It would be nice not to starve to death.

"Although the situation in other worlds is very different from that in our country, their demands for the gods are the same."

Yang Mo glanced at everyone and continued, "So, we don't need to perform any miracles. We just need to let [Wang Lingguan] solve the demands of the people from other worlds as much as possible."

Everyone finished listening.

Everyone reacted.

They all nodded.

Immediately adjust the direction, and the focus is no longer on creating illusory miracles and promoting the greatness of God.

But how to make believers benefit from their belief in [Wang Lingguan].

As Yang Mo said.

Believers believe in gods, essentially hoping to receive gods' protection.

The greatness of God.

Of course it is important.

But compared to benefiting themselves, what people actually desire is the latter.

and so.

In China.

Guanyin, the savior of suffering, was extremely angry.

"Now we have the doctrine. The King of Spirits saves the suffering and the distressed. He will save millions of people in the other world. Those who believe in him will gain eternal life!"

"We have to think of a way to respond to the demands of believers from other worlds. It would be best if we could achieve what we ask for and what we get!"

"By building the most effective temple, we may be able to snatch the faith from the eighteen local gods in the other world at the fastest speed!"

"This needs to be carefully considered."

"..."

In the conference room.

The sound of heated discussions among the crowd echoed.

Various suggestions.

It is constantly proposed and improved.

……

The next day.

The continent of Novaria.

The city of morning light.

Somewhere in a field.

A middle-aged man in a ragged robe was flying at a low altitude, carrying his young daughter on his back.

Looking a little anxious.

"Tuguo, bear with it for a moment. I will take you to the temple to find a priest to heal you right away."

He tilted his head.

Comforting his daughter who was running a high fever on his back.

His name is Hicks.

He is an ordinary farmer in the City of Dawn.

did not expect.

This morning, my daughter developed a high fever.

Imbalanced body temperature.

The doctors around him were helpless and suggested that he go to the Temple of Light in the center of the city to find a priest.

Priests can make holy water.

Performing the miracle of the God of Light might save his daughter.

then.

He early in the morning.

So he took his daughter and rushed towards the city center.

but……

The City of Dawn is really too big.

It's called the city.

But it's like a large country.

The place where he lived was very far away from the temple in the center of the city.

"Father, I...I...I...I feel...I can't hold on any longer..."

A weak voice came from behind.

The warmth of his daughter.

taller and taller.

"Don't fall asleep."

Hicks looked anxious and kept talking to his daughter.

Trying to cheer her up.

But it was of no avail, the daughter on his back had fainted quietly.

"This is how to do."

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

here.

It is still at least half a day's journey to the Temple of Light.

And his daughter...

Obviously I can't hold on until then.

"By the way, other temples, where are the other temples closest to here?"

He quickly took out a map and searched through them one by one.

Temple of Light.

Temple of the Goddess of Life.

War Temple.

Dark Temple.

Destroy the temple.

Fire Temple...

What made him despair was that every temple was gathered in the center of the city.

He is a devout believer in the God of Light...

At this moment, he was left with nowhere to go and could only watch his daughter die in front of him.

"Tuguo, I'm sorry..."

His body was shaking and his eyes were red.

At this moment.

Not far below, he suddenly saw a temple.

It stands quietly in front.

Located in the southeast corner of the City of Dawn.

Distance from him.

Close at hand.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and after repeating it several times, he found that it was not an illusion.

Subsequently.

He flipped through the crumpled map.

I compared it several times.

He didn't even find the temple marked on the map.

“Is it a new one established by the Holy See?”

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he was surprised: "It must be that the God of Light heard my prayers and came to the temple to help my daughter escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

As the most devout believer.

He contributed 80% of his income from farming to the Holy See.

Past good deeds.

Finally, it paid off.

He flapped his wings and took the initiative to land in the direction of the temple in front.

Not long after.

Then they came to the outside of the temple and saw several people wearing strange clothes.

The other person’s clothing, hairstyle and accessories.

They are all very different from him.

But at this moment he.

I don't care about these anymore.

"Hello, may I ask, is this the Temple of the God of Light?"

He carried his daughter on his back and hurried forward to ask.

"God of Light?"

The leader looked at him and shook his head.

"Then may I ask, what temple is this?"

Hicks asked politely again.

"This is the Temple of Wang Lingguan."

But the other party looked at him deeply and answered meaningfully.

"Wang...what official?" He blinked and for a moment suspected that he was hallucinating.

They are from the continent of Novaria.

Is there such a god?

He had never heard of or seen such a temple.

"It's Wang Lingguan."

The other party smiled slightly, took the initiative to step forward and introduced enthusiastically: "Wang Lingguan is from China, it is understandable that you don't know him. I can slowly explain to you the great story of this god..."

"Gulu!"

Hicks swallowed.

Look.

Full of disappointment.

"No, that's not necessary."

He smiled bitterly, turned around and was about to leave with his daughter.

He was dissatisfied with this god whose origins were unknown.

Not of any interest.

"and many more."

But he had only taken a few steps when he was stopped by the other party.

"Is that your daughter on your back?"

Hearing this, Hicks turned his head and looked at his daughter who was sleeping on his back.

There was a loving look in his eyes.

But after a while.

He became gloomy again: "Her name is Tuguo, but she seems to have been contaminated by evil filth and has a high fever..."

"Since you have come to our temple, it is fate."

The temple staff in strange clothes smiled and pointed at the temple gate and said, "Go into the temple and worship. Maybe the savior [Wang Lingguan] will show up and save your daughter."

"I have never heard of this Wang Lingguan."

Hicks shook his head and did not hold out any hope.

"But if you go to other temples now, it's still hundreds of kilometers away. I think your daughter is about to collapse."

The temple staff pointed at his back and reminded him.

Hear this.

Hicks' body trembled.

Turning around with difficulty.

A glimmer of hope was rekindled.

Looking towards the gate of the temple.

Although he is an unknown god, since he can be called a god, maybe he can really save his daughter.

but……

As a devout believer in the God of Light.

Stepping into the temple of an unknown god, he struggled deeply in his heart.

One side is faith.

On one side is his own daughter.

"I was trying to save my daughter. If the God of Light knew about this, he would probably forgive my mistake."

finally.

He consoled himself.

Carrying his daughter on his back, he walked towards the interior of the temple.

The moment he stepped into the temple, Hicks felt an unprecedented sense of tranquility and solemnity.

The light shines through the stained glass windows, creating colorful shadows that shine on the walls.

Serene and peaceful.

The interior display was completely different from the temple he had imagined.

There are no priests or clergymen.

There was nothing all around.

There were yellow cushions placed there one after another, which he had never seen before.

It didn't take long.

He walked into the temple, where a tall statue stood in the center.

His name is [Wang Lingguan].

The deity's face is solemn yet compassionate.

Holding a golden whip and flaming eyes, he seems to be able to see through all the evil and suffering in the world.

Following the instructions of the temple staff, he gently placed his daughter on the cushion in front of the statue.

Then get down on your knees.

Hands together.

Close your eyes and pray devoutly.

What he wanted was simple. He hoped that the god before him could save his daughter and grant her health and safety.

Time passes in silence.

Every second is a mixture of torment and anticipation for Hicks.

Sudden.

He felt a warm light emanating from the statue.

Followed by.

A vortex appeared in the void.

In the whirlpool.

A green pill fell out.

"Wang Lingguan has appeared!"

The temple staff behind him saw this and danced with excitement, saying, "Your sincerity must have moved Wang Lingguan, the great Wang Lingguan gave you the elixir!"

"Spiritual...spiritual medicine?"

Hicks reached for the pill and blinked.

"Yes."

The temple staff member also realized that his expression was too exaggerated, so he restrained himself and said, "You just need to give the pill to your daughter. I guarantee that the disease will be cured!"

Hear this.

Hicks looked again at his daughter, who was in agony on the cushion.

After a brief hesitation.

He picked up the pill and helped his daughter swallow it.

More than ten seconds later.

An amazing scene happened.

The daughter, who had been in a coma and had a high fever, slowly opened her eyes.

"Father, are you...is this the Temple of Light? I feel like I'm okay..."

She immediately threw herself into Hicks' arms and expressed her feelings.

"Are you really well?"

Hicks was surprised and delighted.

Subsequently.

He looked up at the unknown god in front of him.

My heart is filled with joy and gratitude.

The miracle just now was small.

But it kept repeating in his mind.

"Father, this is the only money I brought with me today. All of it..."

He turned around and looked at the temple staff member from before.

At the same time, he took out all the money he had.

however.

The other party smiled slightly.

"Wang Lingguan saves people from suffering and disasters, and never talks about money, only about fate."

Hicks listened.

It was even more surprising.

He had encountered certain problems before and went to the temple to pray for help from the priests and divinities.

every time.

It requires paying a lot of money.

Although the gods are of no use.

But the priests and priests who are responsible for offering sacrifices to the gods accept all the money.

He didn't expect that.

This unknown temple doesn't charge any money!

"Wang Lingguan can show his power because of your sincerity."

Seeing that he was silent, the temple staff member smiled and explained, "If your heart is not sincere, even if you kneel through the cushion and contribute ten thousand gold coins, [Wang Lingguan] will not help you."

"But I..."

After hearing this, Hicks couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "I actually believe in the God of Light. I just bowed down because I had no choice but to save my daughter."

"In the eyes of Wang Lingguan, there is no sectarianism."

The temple staff chuckled a few times and explained again: "He has compassion on the suffering of the world, and has transformed into thousands of incarnations, wandering the world, saving people, relieving suffering, and loving the world."

"No matter which god you believe in."

“As long as there is someone who is suffering, come to this temple and ask for something, He will answer it.”

Hicks was even more shocked when he heard this.

There is no sectarianism.

As long as someone is suffering.

But I have something to ask for.

There must be a response.

Every word touched his heart.

And thinking back to the God of Light he believed in...

But he has always been high above, often releasing amazing miracles that radiate throughout the city.

But he really encountered difficulties every time.

But the God of Light never took action.

Previously.

There is no comparison.

He never doubted the God of Light.

But now.

After meeting [Wang Lingguan] and witnessing his effectiveness.

His faith.

I couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

Wang Lingguan saves people from suffering.

The God of Light is high in the sky.

Wang Lingguan had only one request.

The God of Light is high above.

Wang Lingguan will definitely respond.

The God of Light ignores the human world.

"Wang Lingguan..."

He held his daughter in his arms and left the temple in a trance.

mouth.

But he kept repeating Wang Lingguan's name.

"Finally gone."

After seeing Hicks leave, the temple staff wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He smiled bitterly and said, "It's really not easy to fool people."

His name is Songzishi.

He is one of the people sent by China to World No. 6.

He is currently the priest of Wang Lingguan Temple in the City of Dawn.

Well.

Equivalent to the priests in other temples.

After completing the transaction with the Holy See, China dispatched construction robots to the southeast suburbs of the City of Dawn.

Found an area.

It took all night.

The Wang Lingguan Temple was built.

It is said to be one night, but in fact, converted into the Chinese time scale, it is about one and a half days.

This temple is not located in the center of the City of Dawn.

Instead, it is located in the southeast suburbs.

because……

A large number of middle and lower class people live in this area.

The number is in the hundreds of millions.

And Hicks...

He was the first believer to enter the temple after it was built.

strictly speaking.

He is not a believer. He just came here out of desperation.

China still has a long way to go to complete its cultural invasion and spread the glory of Wang Lingguan in this strange world.

People of this world.

Basically, they all believe in one of the eighteen gods of the Holy See.

faith.

It has already been divided up.

They first.

Only by making Wang Lingguan famous can he gradually seize the faith from other "gods".

"I have to go out and hand out some flyers."

Songzishi shrugged, picked up a pile of flyers on the table and walked out of the temple.

in fact.

China has many ways to promote "Wang Lingguan".

It can even be done so that everyone in the entire City of Dawn instantly knows the name and deeds of Wang Lingguan.

But if you do this.

Too ostentatious.

first timing.

I am afraid it will cause resistance and opposition from all believers.

It would be better to publicize secretly, make a small effort to achieve great results, and start with the low-end poor people.

Demonstrate the efficacy of Wang Lingguan step by step.

This creates a "brand effect".

Surround the cities from the countryside.

finally.

Create a spark that can start a prairie fire.

Sweeping across the entire Novaria continent.

(End of this chapter)