Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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Unlike the outside world, which is becoming increasingly war-torn, the Eastern Continent still maintains a peaceful life without being affected at all.

Derrick Berg, like all the residents of Silver City, has a natural affinity for the warm sunshine and the power of purification. The sky gradually lights up, dispelling the darkness and terror, and it turns out that this is the legendary day. When the sun reaches its zenith, the skin-slightly hot temperature falls on the earth, slowly purifying the barren soil and polluted water. It turns out that this is the mythical noon.

A week has passed since the sun rose, and the people of Silver City have gradually developed a new habit.

They gradually and spontaneously gathered in the open squares and empty streets in their free time, sitting or lying down, enjoying the feeling of the warm sunlight shining on themselves, as if the restlessness and coldness of the night were being absorbed from their limbs. It seemed as if the bones were gradually being driven out.

Likewise, waiting for the sunrise has become a popular activity.

Derrick held an iron box in his arms. The rust on the box had just been rubbed off, and the uneven lid and bottom showed its age. It was probably older than Derrick. The box was originally used to store sundries at home, but now, it contains a "picture album" from outside.

A picture album is a special book that binds many pictures together.

The picture album is a "travel brochure" of the outside world specially selected by Mr. "World". It includes many famous scenic spots in the northern and southern continents, such as the bay scenery of Dixi and the corner of the Dusk Palace of Feysac Empire. While Derrick struggled to decipher the introduction written in the common language of the Northern Continent, he looked at each picture carefully, not wanting to miss even a single detail.

Before I knew it, I watched it for most of the night.

During this process, Derrick was overwhelmed and dazzled by the beautiful scenery and historical sites. He couldn't help but start thinking about whether there were similar "tourism" prospects in the Eastern Continent - the "Twilight Giant" of the Fusac Empire. "Tian" is obviously the style of the ancient giant clan, and it is very likely that it refers to the "Giant King's Court" in mythology. There is obviously a Giant King's Court in the Eastern Continent, but it can't be used for tourism... Speaking of places of interest, well, they are relatively well-preserved. Intact afternoon town? And those weird cities with people living in them... No, these are too dangerous. Are there any safer ones? The ruins of a ruined city that have been explored? The former chief’s upside-down mausoleum...?

Derrick stopped thinking with heartache.

As for picture albums, Silver City also has them, but they don't have such thin paper, such bright colors, or such fine brushstrokes.

After Derrick got the album, he flipped through two pages and decided that it was an extremely precious gift. He immediately prepared to find a suitable object to pack it up and properly hand it over to the six-person council.

After wrapping the animal skin, Derrick took out a box for the herbs, carefully put it into the iron box, and took it out.

He had stayed up all night, but was in good spirits, energetic, and even a little excited.

"Good morning, Derrick!"

As soon as he left home, someone came to greet him on the street in front of him.

"Good morning! Antierna!"

Everyone in Silver City liked the current greetings. Derrick couldn't help but smile, waved vigorously to the companion passing by, and watched as the companion left with his newly married husband.

It was so nice, walking in the sunshine... Derrick couldn't help but want to stretch out and stretch his muscles, but he still thought about the picture album in his arms, so he went straight to the round tower in the city without any further delay.

He jogged through the residential area where his home was located and saw idle people spontaneously gathering into two houses near Silver City Square - both were newly vacated, and the smaller one was for the new god "The Fool" The small church, and the larger one next to it is the mushroom collection area.

There is the church of the "Omniscient and Almighty Lord" in Silver City, which is not far away from the Church of the "Fool". There is also a priest. The priest is a warrior who is 2.5 meters tall. His job is as a member of the hunting team. Because of his faith, he also serves as a priest and is quite popular.

Many people still go to worship in the Lord's Church, and His Highness the "Angel of Destiny" is there except for eating and sleeping.

But at the same time, this small church, which is only one-third the size of the main church, also has a lot of traffic.

Derrick slowed down and secretly looked at the Church of the Fool.

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"I'll change the mushrooms!" A deep and deep voice sounded, and the skillful ancient giant language was mixed with a somewhat blunt Feysac word (Considering the same origin, Klein chose to give the Feysac word to Silver City. Translation), "The meat I brought is enough to exchange for ten meat-flavored mushrooms. There is a child at home, and I can get two more milk mushrooms——"

The pharmacist from Silver City stood in the specially designated mushroom receiving room next to the Church of the Fool. While scribbling in the book in his hand, he reached out to pick up the white and plump mushrooms in several large sacks in front of him, and asked :

"The meat is of good quality! Put it aside, what kind of flavor do you want? Fish, beef or mutton?"

These creatures have not existed in Silver City for at least a thousand years. Now, along with these mushrooms of the Fool's grace, these ancient words are being pulled out of the dictionary.

"Half fish and half beef! The mutton flavor doesn't taste good..." The tall warrior muttered in a generous voice, and put the piece of contaminated animal meat in his hand into the warehouse behind the pharmacist, happily Twelve fist-sized mushrooms were taken away.

"Remember not to eat them raw! And don't let the mushrooms be stained with flesh and blood before they are cooked!"

The pharmacist gave a few reminders, and then started talking to the next person who came to collect the mushrooms.

The genius Mr. Frank, who has never met before, provided a mushroom that can absorb the endotoxin of the contaminated beast. This mushroom, together with the mushroom that can quickly purify the toxins and pollution in the human body after being taken, shocked the medical center of Silver City. God. Therefore, the first pastor of the Church of the Fool was a pharmacist. When he saw that these two kinds of mushrooms were effective, he successfully saved two companions who were about to be sent home due to years of toxin accumulation and were on the verge of death. Finally, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes and he converted to the Fool on the spot.

At present, the production of mushrooms is limited, so they adopt the form of barter. People who want to try new flavors can exchange their prey and some merits, and the meat will be grown with toxin-absorbing mushrooms and provided to others.

However, the output of these two kinds of mushrooms is less. The former can be mass-produced through the research of pharmacists with relatively inferior effects, while the latter is equivalent to expensive medicine. Taking it directly is too luxurious. The medical office decided to provide mushrooms to patients with mild symptoms. Soup.

Also, spend more time in the sun. The sun itself has a purifying function, which is especially obvious in the Eastern Continent.

"This mushroom is really delicious! It's fragrant and sweet. Once you eat it once, you'll never forget it!"

Derrick looked over from a distance. The warrior who had just taken the mushrooms was enthusiastically recommending it to others. Many people were very interested in the good-looking mushrooms, but there were not many people who could exchange the prey. They are all still relying on the black-faced grass ration from Silver City.

"There are no toxins, no pollution, and no side effects. I would never dare to imagine such food!"

"Just like the reappearance of the sun, myths are gradually turning into reality. All of this must praise the great Lord and praise the 'Fool'..."

Such words can be widely recognized in the current Silver City. Through the "mushroom", a brand-new thing, people have initially accepted and supported the "Fool" who came to help with good intentions. It is just like the sun. It is something that Silver City could not have imagined. In addition, the "Fool" has the endorsement of the Lord, is an old friend of the Lord, and has the promise of salvation. Although most people will not blatantly change their faith for a while, they will not mind it for the sake of delicious food." A few simple services were held in the church of The Fool.

The beliefs of the two gods spread harmoniously in Silver City, and the six-person council also expressed their acquiescence and support for such behavior - they are the ones who identify whether the mushrooms are safe, and no one cares about Silver City more than them.

so good……

Derrick looked at it for a while, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

He obtained these mushrooms and items from the outside world through Mr. Fool, but the Council of Six asked Derrick not to disclose his connection with the Fool's favored ones for the time being. Claims that The Fool has established a connection with the Council.

This is a kind of protection. At least Derrick really doesn't know how he should deal with it if his friends around him suddenly come up and ask questions about him.

After watching the third person leave with the mushrooms, Derrick finally took steps and ran towards the round tower briskly.

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"The abyss is another name for hell, a collection of sins in the world, and a reflection of heaven?"

"Can those extraordinary powers be used by others?"

"Those who do good will ascend to heaven, and those who do evil will fall into the abyss. Oh my God, isn't this judged by the piety of faith?"

"This is simply a denial of theology, no, a complete denial!"

A more devout sun believer cried after watching it. Several steam believers with decorative gear accessories on their bodies were also silent. Near the announcement, two or three church members with silver crosses on their chests looked at them with their eyes. Scanning the crowd.

With them here, the crying was not too loud.

This announcement directly overturns the orthodox doctrine since the Fifth Age - originally the main pass was piety, while good deeds and donations were the icing on the cake. But things are different now. God said that the kingdom of God requires not only piety, but more importantly, good deeds!

People couldn't help but discuss in low voices, and those who couldn't accept it turned around and left.

The mediocre civilians could just read it and read it. They could also rely on their literacy to understand the announcement and show off to their neighbors.

They don't care what the academic and theological circles think, they only care about whether they can have peace after death.

Most people feel that their evil deeds are nothing more than petty thefts and fights. They are not even worthy of being sent to prison, and they will certainly not be taken away by the abyss - or hell. What's more, they still have enough time to do a lot of good deeds, go to church to confess, pray, and donate some small money to make up for their small evil deeds. Not only are they not afraid, but they also gloat about some domineering neighbors.

It is not the common people who are really worried. Many of the nobles have not yet realized what changes this clause will bring to their lives. Even if they know it, they are confident that they can use their relationship with the church or half of the family. The gods were granted some pardon.

On the contrary, there are some groups that bully others and have some money, such as small nobles and small wealthy businessmen who abuse their power to participate in many underground industries.

They are very clear about the source of their money, and they are also very clear about their sins that cannot be redeemed even if they hand over all the money. After escaping punishment in the world with privileges and money, they begin to fear that they will not be able to escape death. of trial.

"It's unbelievable. If the church hadn't posted the announcement, I would have thought this was a lunatic's dream talk."

In the crowd, a man with fair skin and Intis blood stood on tiptoes to read the announcement that was surrounded by people. Then he said enthusiastically to the shorter female companion next to him:

"The church actually encourages wild extraordinary people to register, claiming that it will be rearranged based on personal circumstances. Listen to what crazy talk this is!"

"Is it possible that a wild Extraordinary who has never done anything bad or killed anyone has a chance to sneak into the church? I don't believe it."

The female companion pushed up her glasses and frowned:

"What if it's true? We have been wandering around for a long time, and we want to settle down in Trier, but if we don't use extraordinary abilities, we can't even save the money to open a small shop."

"Then there is no need for us to take this risk. Who knows if we will be caught and locked up in the basement as soon as we enter?"

The man of Intis blood rubbed his arms and made a scared expression: "I heard that many churches treat wild Extraordinary people like this! They will also force wild Extraordinary people to test the negative effects of various Extraordinary items. , this is more uncomfortable than death, I would rather make a living outside."

"But our sequence is so low, our ability is so poor, we can't earn a decent living at all... Even if you go to school to be a teacher, you will be noticed because of your excellent learning ability, but if you don't engage in education, Work, your sequence is useless..."

The female companion looked at her companion distressedly and couldn't help but ask the young man of Southern Continent origin who stood on the other side and remained silent:

"Metz, what do you think? Can the church's words be trusted?"

A young man named Mace Sherault from the Southern Continent wore a brown soft hat with a brim and hid his eyes in the shadows. He stared at the announcement closely, reading and reading over and over again like an obsession. Regarding the content related to "the abyss", he kept praising God in Dutan language.

“Hell is the destination of sinners, with demons accompanying them.”

"This is God's promise. We have a place to go after we die, and we can still do as much evil as we want..."

He muttered for a long time before he noticed that his companion was talking to him. He quickly smiled and said, "I think this is trustworthy."

"However, I suggest that only you go."

The girl wearing glasses suddenly became nervous when Mace pointed his finger at her, and asked with some stuttering:

"Why, why?"

Mace smiled calmly and said: "Because you are a polymath, and I heard that the members of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery are also polymaths. If you go and register, you might be able to get a position in the church. Where do your traits come from?”

When he said this, the girl with glasses became a little more courageous: "Yes, I took it from a dead church member a few years ago. I thought it was a gem..."

"Yes, you just need to tell all this, and then claim that your belief is the God of Steam and Machinery, and express your piety and goodwill, maybe you can be accepted by the church." Mace persuaded his companions with a smile, " You have the highest chance of being accepted. If you succeed, you can find out what the church's internal attitude is towards wild extraordinary people..." He looked at another companion, "Maybe it can also help. Dido.”

"I-I'll think about it."

The girl reached out and pushed up her glasses again, and the sadness in her brows dissipated a lot: "Maybe you are right, no, you are always right!"

"Can this really happen?"

The man named Dido couldn't help but get excited when he heard this. He looked at his companions excitedly, as if he had already seen the days when he would become a half-official Beyonder and no longer have to live in fear every day. Then, he coughed, looked at Mace, and asked quickly:

"What about you? What are you going to do? Do you want to continue to be a hired killer?"

"Maybe, it's time for us to say goodbye."

The two of them widened their eyes at the same time. Without this powerful and calm companion, it would be difficult for the two low-sequence Beyonders to deal with the danger. Gambling with the church might become the only option.

Metz pulled up the brim of his hat and smiled casually: "My companions and I separated and came to the Northern Continent according to the guidance of our hearts, just to pursue power and opportunities. There are probably many people in Intis who need me to do this dirty thing now. Living people, such as those rich and small nobles."

"Let's just say goodbye. We probably won't see each other again in the future." He immediately turned around and left without waiting for the two companions to answer. After walking a few dozen meters, he saw that the two companions did not catch up with him. Metz couldn't help but Smile.

It was just two Sequence 9s, and neither of them were good at fighting. If he hadn't found a more trustworthy snakehead, he wouldn't have had to deal with them for so long... After losing the burden, he felt much lighter all over, and he was playing with his hands in his pockets. New blade purchased.

As usual, he planned to go to the lower streets, to the most chaotic and dirty corners filled with sin, hallucinogens and death, kill a few people, receive a few assassination commissions, earn some travel expenses, and then take advantage of the chaos to go there. ——Going towards Loen, the Demon Clan is there and already has considerable scale and influence. Backlund has all the hopes of the demons for advancement, and life can be easily bought with money.

Mace didn't think it was strange, he even thought it was too expensive for Northern Continental people to charge several hundred pounds each.

How noble are the poor people of the Northern Continent? Why do they need hundreds of pounds per person? In the small village where he and Wen Xia were born, a small village that prospered for a while due to coal mining, there were many people who sold themselves and their children for a few pennies and a few sulers.

Those who captured slaves even kidnapped them from their hometowns without spending a penny, and then sold them to human traffickers in the northern continent for one pound per person or even less. The traffickers then selected, trained and packaged them, removing the As for the low-priced parts, the best slaves may be sold for dozens or hundreds of pounds.

This is huge profits obtained by violence.

Wen Xia stayed in the Southern Continent and the Rose School, and he followed a female saint on the ship to the Northern Continent.

They boarded the ship as civilians in the Intis colony, and learned from the identity documents that the female saint's name was Hilda. She was a high-sequence prisoner and seemed to be able to change herself into many forms. That voyage was still fresh in Mace's memory.

Although criminals and prisoners are in adjacent paths, one in the lower sequence is a madman and the other is a cold-blooded person. Ms. Hilda looks a little crazy, and she happens to have a beautiful face and an "inferior" skin color, so there are always people on the ship. People with evil intentions tried to do something to her - these people gradually dwindled after Ms. Hilda happily dug out the eyeballs of a lowly crew member with her fingers.

During long voyages at sea, crew members would regularly eat fruits and supplement vitamins to prevent diseases. That lowly crew member was stepped on by everyone, cowardly and incompetent. He couldn't even get a whole orange. He could only lick his own orange segments and secretly pick up some leftover orange peels from others.

He is such a person who dares not ask for a piece of orange from others, but dares to pry open the door of a crazy woman from the Southern Continent late at night with a dagger.

But these people are still there, and Ms. Hilda enjoys torturing them and watching their madness and malice show no where to be unleashed. But she acted like a madman. Metz clearly remembered that she deliberately injured herself to make herself look weak. She had a high fever on the ship like an ordinary weak woman, and made things that would make it difficult for her to get ashore alive. look. So those people once again began to take advantage of her, and the crew member who lost an eye clamored to make her lose her eye and enjoy the bleeding eye hole——

There were more obscene words. Metz finished smoking one cigarette after another on the deck. He was still confused about his emotions after being completely transformed by the "cold-blooded man". He wondered whether he had made a mistake. In fact, this Nine out of ten people on the ship are his own companions.

Eventually, their bodies piled up in mountains.

The good thing is that the world is quiet, but the sad thing is that no one comes to sail the boat. Ms. Hilda ends her indulgence, and Anhui turns into a resentful ghost and floats away. Metz watched her leave, not daring to shout, so he could only put down the lifeboat and rowed more than ten sea miles to reach a coast.

Then he walked and stopped along the way, entered the port, followed the two people into Intis, and came all the way to Trier.

Without the burden, Mace felt much happier. He walked straight down the street. Along the way, he accidentally glanced in the other direction and caught a glimpse of a man in black standing in front of the notice he had just put up. He looked seriously. Really look at the content above.

The Loen people... Mace left quickly without looking at them.

"I'm a little dissatisfied."

After reading the notice, the gentleman with the blood-like ruby ​​on his cane sighed dejectedly:

"Being justified by faith, being punished by evil, and then sins devouring each other, how normal."

"Why do you describe the abyss as being like a human garbage dump?"

"Is this intentional? I obviously have good taste - it's so hard to understand that my subjects are food!"

He muttered angrily for a while, then turned and left.

TBC

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Okay, let everyone see my learning results in two days.

I found it interesting when I saw in the previous chapter that everyone was deceived into thinking that Ms. D’s eldest brother was Hibbert No. 2...