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The old priest put aside everything and came to the Federation, all he wanted was to start a new life.

Nagalil is no longer the Nagalil of their time, and the situation will only get worse when staying in the local area. In the end, it may be pulled as a nail. It is better to leave early.

At least, he didn’t come empty-handed, and there are a few tons of gold, which is enough for him to live here very well.

After chatting with Drag, he walked in front of Lynch, Lynch extended the hand, and the two shook hands, but obviously their relationship was not as good as Drag and the old priest’s relationship.

At least they will give a hug, and Lynch will simply shake hands when he gets married.

“How do you plan to arrange me?”, the old priest asked directly, he also looked around, “I still don’t think I saw my child.”

Lynch casually explained, “I told him that he was preaching today, so he will be able to come a little later. Before that, I will take you around.”

The old priest seemed to let go of his heart. Rika was his child, he thought so.

There are about a dozen priests who call themselves his child in the temple. The inheritance method of the local religion of Nagalil is very special.

They will go to various cities, towns and villages to choose Saintess. These will choose Saintess from everywhere to serve all the priests and High Priests in the temple.

In the next few years, when they are twenty years old, these Saintess will be sent home if they are not pregnant.

If someone is pregnant, the child born is the next generation of priest candidates, these Saintess will also get a compensation with these children, but in the end, the overwhelming majority of them still have to leave the temple, for example, when the child grows After the big.

Because of the particularity of this inheritance, no one knows whether the child a certain Saintess is pregnant and gave birth to is his own child, so in the strict sense, they will not call each other as father and son, but as father and son. Identity within religion.

But apart from this level of identity, everyone will still judge in their hearts based on the appearance of the next generation of priests after they have grown up.

For example, Rika, the youngest son of High Priest, thinks that this youngest son looks a lot like when he was young, so he firmly believes that this is his true child.

He also only sent Rika to the Federation, and the other children stayed in the Federation and continued to do the promising work of the priest.

When a person grows old, his lifelong beliefs and beliefs are gone, and desires and emotions have returned. Naturally, I hope that the child can be by my side.

Hearing that Rika was preaching, the old priest was obviously relieved, at least he didn’t do nothing here.

It’s good to be able to preach, and to do something. People always have a sustenance. He knows this better than anyone.

As for the result of mission, or the result of work, it is not so important.

While speaking, Lynch invited the old priest into the car, he wanted to take him around the city, and then let him settle down.

Someone like the old priest might still be useful at some point, coupled with his special identity, from the moment he got on the ship in Nagalil, the people of the safety committee were already Follow him.

He is unlikely to live in other places. His sensitive identity is destined to be suitable only for living in Bupen and living under federal supervision.

The old priests have long been psychologically prepared for the prosperity of the Federation, but obviously those preparations are still not enough. They can’t really come here, feel the life here, and will never understand why some people are willing to abandon everything and even their families. I also have to live in the Federation.

“I have deposited your gold in the bank…” Sitting in the car, Lynch talked about the gold ingots sent by the old priest.

The Nagalil religion advocates gold, so from the royal family to the civilians who can’t afford to eat, they are willing to sell the child, and they have to exchange money to buy gold objects to the gods.

The purpose of doing this is actually not so pure. Only by doing this, the gods will let them cast a good baby, in the final analysis, or for themselves.

This also allows priests everywhere to hold an astonishing amount of gold products. Aser, Lynch’s manager, opened a factory for extracting gold with chemical reagents in his home.

They will buy back those in the temple with gold powder and paint mixed together and brushed on the surface of the utensils as gold objects, which are also the lowest-grade gold objects.

Extract gold from it and then sell it to the people. Their business has never stopped for even one day because of insufficient supply!

Lynch had seen the collection of the old priest at that time, it was piled up like a hill of various gold utensils.

They are piled together after being beaten randomly, which is impressive and unforgettable.

Now the price of gold per ton in the international market has exceeded 2 million, and the family property of the old priest is a little over 15 million.

No matter where the money is placed in any country, it can be said to be very rich.

Hearing Lynch talking about the gold, the old priest’s attention returned to the car. He looked at Lynch and waited for him to continue.

“Federal people also like gold, but people don’t use gold as currency. I will help you convert this gold into cash at the current gold price and store it in a bank account.”

“Do you want me to explain to you what a bank account is?”

The old priest shook the head with a smile, “I know, don’t treat me as someone who doesn’t know anything, I know this!”

Lynch took out a voucher from his pocket and handed it over, “This is the account voucher. You can use this to modify the content of your account in any Golden Exchange Bank.”

“You must also rely on this to process cash checks and transfer checks from banks. In the Federation, checks are very important.”

The old priest sounded a little strange, but he actually had some questions, but he didn’t ask.

His identity has allowed him to act as an omnipotent substitute for all these years. He is the incarnation of a god in the world. Anyone can be confused. There is something that he doesn’t understand, but he can’t.

These things are difficult to change in a short time, he has to adapt.

After a round, everyone had a meal in the dining room. It was obvious that the old priest was a little uncomfortable with using knives and forks and sitting at the table.

He is more like a federate than a federate-because he is rich, and having money in the federated means that everything is right, and he is just such a person.

He occasionally talked to the old priest about anecdotes about life here, as well as some trivial things in life. Generally speaking, he was helping Lynch to calm the old priest’s emotions.

After eating, Lynch sent the old priest back to meet with his son. Before the old priest left the car, Lynch took his hand.

“Don’t tell your son how much money you have, at least don’t say it as soon as you come up, do you understand what I mean?”

The old priest froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly became sharp, but soon seemed to become muddy again.

He clicked nodded, “I’m not stupid…”, after a moment of silence, he said again, “Thank you for reminding me.”

Lynch released his hand, “You cooperate with me very much. I treat you as my friend. The way I treat my friend is different from when treating the enemy. You will understand what I mean.”

“Call me if you have something…”

After saying goodbye to the car, Lynch slowly left the villa area. The old priest on the side had a slightly weird expression. He touched the bracelet on his wrist. It was his “father” when he was in his twenties. “Give it to him.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard Rika’s voice, “Welcome, father!”

He was wearing a… very strange costume, with cuffs and neckline tightly closed together, a little lighter than pure black, and a little more azure, which made him look like a very serious person , And quite mature.

There was a little smile on the old priest’s face, and he hugged him, and then the old priest saw more people in the room.

“Let me introduce to you, these all are my good friends, but also the people of God. They have always looked forward to seeing you.”

There are more than a dozen people in the room. These people are very young. There are men and women. There is something familiar to the old priest in their eyes, which is a kind of fanaticism.

This fanaticism also existed in the eyes of the believers in Nagalil, even in the eyes of the old priests for a long time.

Some people think that this is their piety, but it is not, at least not entirely.

What they are pious is only the gods in the illusion, and their own indifferent, the old priest knows this situation better than anyone else, they are poisoned!

There are many magical things in nature, and these things are hallucinogenic.

The incense in the Earth Sect teaching of Nagalil has these ingredients. The core reason why each generation of High Priest is inheritance lies in incense.

Their special incense allows people to see the gods, hear what the gods say to them, and feel the greatness of the gods.

In the end, every High Priest is very clear. They fanatically said that they want to see the gods again. In fact, they want to bathe in incense and play with the little people in the incense.

After greeted everyone briefly, Rika sent the old priest to the second floor.

Later, after the people downstairs had left, Rika found the old priest who was watching TV.

His adaptability to the new life is much higher than Lynch imagined. At least he knows how to turn on the TV and has found what he wants to watch.

Is this simple?

No, at least 37% of the people in the Federation cannot use the remote control correctly. This is not a simple matter!

“It’s nice to see you, are all the things over there over?” Rika walked in, sat in the chair, and asked casually, as if chatting.

The old priest lowered his voice and nodded, “Everything is over.”

Rika clicked nodded, he didn’t know how to pick up, but finally he asked, “Did you come empty-handed?”

After he said it, he felt that this statement was too blunt, and immediately added, “I mean, did you bring other things?”