Please ask the dream.

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Feng Xue was now very confused. It had been about eight hours since he entered this scaled-down version of the Garden of Eden, but he had already attended three "worships".

If it were just that it would be fine, but the biggest problem is that the three times of worship are all to different "gods".

At three o'clock, he worshipped the "Three Phase Sephiroth" originated from Sirize. At half past six, he worshipped in the church standing in the north of the city, which was originally used for worship by the lower-level service industry. The one worshipped inside was the "Bull of Plenty" originally belonging to the Barrow ethnic minority. Now, he and Yuvi were standing in front of the church, which was originally used for worship by intellectuals in schools, hospitals, etc., watching a clergyman wearing golden fleece and a wreath on his head, holding up a scepter and reading the gospel.

What made Feng Xue a little uneasy was that the god enshrined in this church where worship was held in the middle of the night was called Kong Su, and he knew him!

In fact, when Feng Xue first heard the name, he felt it was quite unfamiliar, but when he saw the statue held up by the clergyman, he was a little embarrassed, because this thing was the worst beast king he had ever seen since he traveled through time - the round-horned sheep.

"Fara, Silize, Barrow... Is this a collective restoration of the religions that Shinra destroyed? But why are none of them the main gods?"

Like the previous two times, after a "short" half-hour service, the clergy announced the end. Watching the crowd disperse again, Feng Xue walked towards the hotel he had found.

In the past eight hours, except for three services, the behavior logic of these Shinra people was relatively normal. Some would sit lazily on the street and chat, while others would find a place to take a nap, as if they didn't care at all that the outside world was on the verge of collapse. But at every specific time, they would suddenly stand up like zombies, and then spontaneously gather into a crowd and walk towards a specific church, and disperse again after completing the service.

In this situation, even an illiterate Feng Xue knew that this must be some kind of ritual structure. However, throughout the entire process, neither the clergy nor the participants produced any G·I particle fluctuations that could be called abnormal.

"Sure enough, the problem should be in the dreamland." Feng Xue took out the watch adjusted according to the clock on the roadside and waited for midnight to come. At this moment, You Wei also pushed the door and walked in.

"Did you find anything?" After the first service, Feng Xue and You Wei investigated separately and only met each other during each service. However, in order to avoid interfering with each other's thinking, they finally spoke again until this moment.

"I didn't find anything here. I just felt that these passers-by were completely unaware of the crisis. If I hadn't been able to actually sense the changes in their emotions and the fluctuations of G·I particles, I would have suspected that they were NPCs like Liuhun."

Feng Xue spread his hands. For the first time, he felt that the Creator was a debuff. Because of the Creator's strong thinking strength, his doubts would be very "destructive". To use a very classic line -

"It is difficult to master the power of stepping on an ant without killing it."

Hearing Feng Xue's helpless feedback with a sense of superiority, You Wei rolled her eyes, pulled out a few pieces of paper from her arms and said:
"In terms of importance, we didn't find anything special, but there were a lot of interesting things."

Feng Xue saw that You Wei's tone was subtle, so he immediately took the papers. With just one glance, he recognized the person on the first page -

"Green?"

"Yes, I thought he was dead. It seems that he is still alive and well. He can kill the Creator as a dreamer and still be alive. He is also a... Well, I forgot that he learned his country-destroying structure from you!"

You Wei suddenly lost interest, but Feng Xue frowned:

"How do you know this?"

"Nonsense! Hongying's empathic dream is not a secret. Green happened to be in Jingbin at that time. After he returned to Shinra, Shinra exploded. After he exploded, it started raining over Hongying. Either you copied him or he copied you, but your information is so transparent. You never missed a class before joining the army, and you had no chance after joining the army, so the time for your communication must be after you escaped from prison." So the question is, is it more likely that a master who has lived for hundreds of years and is proficient in various music genres can quickly learn the music structure figured out by a twenty-something amateur, or is it more likely that an amateur can quickly learn the music structure created by the master with great effort?"

"..." Feng Xue heard this and for a moment he couldn't explain why he had first learned from Green for more than ten years, and then Green learned from him for a few hours. He could only turn his attention back to the wanted poster.

However, apart from Green, he did not recognize the people depicted on the other papers, at least, not those from Green's troupe.

and so……

"Is this a wanted warrant?" Feng Xue looked at this incoherent thing and suspected that You Wei had deliberately cut out the reward part just to play a guessing game with him.

"Almost. I found it at the old site of the Inquisition. It's not a ruin. That place has now become the 'Dark Flower List'. Anyway, the people on these pieces of paper are all the survivors of countries destroyed and annexed by Shinra. Green is from Ilvia, the green-haired guy was once the prince of Perlo, and the one with the black face is a colleague of mine. He seems to be from a country called Romka..."

"So they are hiding in the city?" Feng Xue asked. Seeing You Wei shaking her head, she was a little surprised: "It can't be the Dreamland, right?"

"Probably. They said they were going to salvage something... These ones only require people to be salvaged. Other than that, there are a lot of other ones that require items, all of which are weird-looking..."

As You Wei spoke, she took out a pile of papers with photos on them. It was only because Feng Xue had been a thief that she would not have been able to recognize the origins of these things.

"My goodness, they are all sacrificial items or totems, idols and the like. I feel like the Garden of Eden is playing a big game now!"

Feng Xue tapped his head gently, and suddenly felt that running those three weekend games today seemed to be quite interesting.

but……

According to the situation of the round-horned sheep, the gods corresponding to these things should have become something like the King of Civilization, right?
However, considering that they have been basically destroyed for more than a hundred years, their strength is probably only slightly stronger than that of Im.

Feng Xue was thinking in her heart, while You Wei said thoughtfully:

"It seems that the Garden of Eden is fixed by these kings? Speaking of which, the next service is tomorrow morning at 7 o'clock, and the location is the Central Church... um, that is the cathedral in the Garden of Eden where only bishops and sons of God are qualified to enter, and even saints can only worship outside. Who do you think is worshipped there?"

"How would I know that?" Feng Xue grinned. Seeing that the time was about to reach midnight, he waved his hand and said:
"I'll go to the Dreamland to take a look later, please help keep an eye on it!"

"I know, I know. That's why I came here!" You Wei replied as a matter of course. She took out the ancestral boards and started burning incense, muttering as she burned:

"I heard that in some places, gods are also ancestors. I wonder if I can kidnap a few of them and bring them back..."

(End of this chapter)