Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 110 Chapter 109 Meeting Gift

Feng Xiuhu came so early in order to inquire about the procedures of the initiation ceremony in advance so that he could cram for it, but he didn't expect to bump into the invigilator as soon as he entered the door.

It's like before entering the exam room, you wanted to discuss with your classmates how to pass the note to you, but it's difficult to say it in front of the invigilator.

Mr. Feng was so worried that he had no choice but to follow the two of them and continue walking inside.

After turning a few corners, they came to a hall that looked like a chapel.

Konate Chen asked Feng Xiuhu and Mike to wait here, and then he went around to the back and disappeared.

Feng Xiuhu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pulled Mike to sit on the chair.

"Tell me quickly, what should I pay attention to later?"

There were not many people in the hall at this time, and the seats were sparsely populated.

Mike looked around for a while, and suddenly he stealthily took out a glass tube the size of his index finger from his clothes. Inside the tube was a milky white unknown liquid.

He pulled out the cork, held the tube in his palm, tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp, then quickly hid the empty tube in the gap of the bench under his butt.

Feng Xiuhu was confused: "Eating breakfast?"

Mike raised his finger and winked at him: "Shh."

Feng Xiuhu bent down and was about to touch the glass tube: "Let me taste it."

Mike quickly stopped him and said anxiously, "Don't say anything. It's a faith concentration enhancer."

Feng Xiuhu was stunned: "Why is there someone who takes stimulants before the competition?"

He thought he was the only one planning to cheat, but he didn't expect there was another expert.

Mike clasped his hands together and pleaded with a bitter face: "Be quiet, please. If I can't pass the test of faith this time, I will never have another chance."

After all, Mike had helped Feng Xiuhu many times, and Feng Xiuhu had no intention of stabbing him in the back at this time. Besides, he now liked Mike more and more - perhaps because they were both cheaters and felt a sense of mutual respect.

He pulled Mike and said, "Then tell me first, what is the process later and what should I pay attention to?"

Seeing that Feng Xiuhu took the initiative to skip the previous topic, Mike finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He licked the medicine stains off his lips and began to speak, "The initiation ceremony is presided over by the bishop. Currently, there are only two bishops in Fancheng: Bishop Konate and Bishop Yuke."

"Nominally, a deacon has the right to choose which bishop to initiate him. If the initiation is successful, he becomes the bishop's subordinate. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will continue to work under this bishop."

"But the truth is, it's not our turn to choose. Before we even get started, we've already been 'labeled' by a certain bishop. For example, if we were both deacons of the Factory District Cathedral, we would naturally follow Bishop Konate, while the deacons of the Upper City Cathedral would naturally choose Bishop Yuk."

Feng Xiuhu seemed to be lost in thought. He asked again, "Once I successfully enter the spiritual realm—no, I mean the spiritual awakening stage—will I become a priest?"

Mike sneered, "Of course not. Cultivation stages don't correspond to official positions, but those who can serve as priests must at least be at the spiritual awakening stage. So even if you succeed in breaking through, when you can become a priest depends on whether the bishop is willing to promote you."

Feng Xiuhu thought for a moment and asked, "How many priests are there in Fancheng now?"

He is considering how much room for improvement he has.

Without further ado, Mike replied, "If we ignore realm and only consider positions, there are definitely dozens of priests."

"so little?"

Feng Xiuhu was quite surprised. Shi had clearly said that the spiritual realm was only the first stage. As long as one could get started, it would not be difficult to cross this threshold - besides, the efficiency of practicing the church's skills was higher than that of the temple.

Mike guessed he had misunderstood, so he explained, "It's not that the church only has a few dozen priests, but that there are only a few dozen priests left in Fancheng."

Feng Xiuhu didn't understand: "What about the ones that weren't left? Kill them all?"

Mike waved his hands in fear: "What nonsense! Of course he was sent out."

"Fancheng is a big city. Not only does it have an archbishop, but it also has a cardinal elder. All major matters are decided by these adults, so having too many priests is just a waste of time."

"And the kingdom is so big, there's more than just Sails City. There are countless towns and villages outside, large and small, that need missionary work. These places are also the best places for priests."

Mike's tone was hopeful: "To be honest, this is also my greatest hope."

"Fan City is too big. Even the smallest church is built to the standards of a cathedral. Ultimately, the bishop has the final say in cathedrals. Even if I become a priest one day, I'll have to live very carefully." "So it's better to be sent out, find a town, and take charge of a prayer hall—the smallest chapel, that is. Then, without anyone to pressure you, the priest will be the most powerful, no different from a local tyrant."

That's what happened.

Feng Xiuhu was still thinking that he could walk around Fancheng freely once he became a priest, but he didn't expect that there was also the risk of being thrown out - he had just settled in this place, so of course he didn't want to leave.

As he was speaking, a figure suddenly came over.

"Are you Deacon Feng Xiuhu?"

Feng Xiuhu turned his head and saw a young man wearing a deacon's robe standing next to him.

Feng Xiuhu didn't notice that when Mike behind him saw this person, his expression changed slightly.

Feng Xiuhu looked him over and asked, "Who are you?"

The young man touched his chest and saluted, smiling politely. "My name is Paul, and I'm a deacon at the Upper Town Church."

Finally, he deliberately added, "Are you the deacon Feng Xiuhu who climbed up from the Dicheng choir?"

Feng Xiuhu didn't hear the teasing in his tone. He scratched his head and asked curiously, "Could there be someone else named Feng Xiuhu?"

Mike secretly pulled him, and Feng Xiuhu turned around and looked: "Why are you pulling me?"

Mike lowered his head and said nothing.

Paul chuckled. "I knew I was right—I've never been to Bocheng, but you have a very special aura."

Feng Xiuhu raised his eyebrows and looked back: "What do you mean by that?"

Paul kept smiling. "It's nothing serious, don't get me wrong. I've heard of Deacon Feng for a long time, so I came here to make some friends. His name is Crazy Bug, right?"

Seeing that he had nothing in his hands, Feng Xiuhu asked, "You don't even bring a gift to make friends? You're not sincere."

Paul's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled again and said, "Shouldn't you be giving me a meeting gift?"

"Makes sense."

Feng Xiuhu nodded: "Wait, I'll get it for you."

He reached back to touch the axe, but Mike held his arm tightly.

Mike said anxiously in his ear: "They are descendants of nobles, don't mess around."

Sitting on a chair not far away - should be Paul's companion.

Someone shouted, "Stop teasing that fool. Come back quickly, or he'll really get on with you."

Paul smiled helplessly, shook his head and walked back.

Feng Xiuhu couldn't pull his hands away for a long time, and in desperation he kicked Paul on the butt, knocking him to the ground.

Paul got up angrily and glared at Feng Xiuhu: "You dare to kick me?"

Feng Xiuhu signaled him not to be impatient: "Wait a moment, I must give you this meeting gift today."

As Feng Xiuhu exerted force, Mike could no longer hold him down. At the critical moment, he took the initiative to pull out the short axe from Feng Xiuhu's waistband.

Feng Xiuhu stood up and felt around on his butt for a long time but couldn't find the axe.

He looked back and saw Mike staring at him blankly with a hatchet in his hand.

Feng Xiuhu was overjoyed: "Good brother, then you go first."

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