The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"The Saint can sense the strong fluctuations in emotions and some thoughts caused by the sin, but that's all. Things that have nothing to do with the sin, that is, most of the psychological activities in normal times, she can't feel."

Mu explained: "We are all used to getting along with the Saint, so she won't find out what we are thinking."

"I see. But... this is truly a terrifying spiritual essence."

Anser sighed, “If it grows, I wonder how far it will develop.”

Mu seemed to take this as some kind of hint, and immediately explained: "We will not use the power of the Saint for conquest and war. In the end, we will only be the judge of sin until we die."

"This spiritual essence called [Awareness] has always existed for this purpose."

"That's it..."

Hydra nodded with satisfaction. "That's great. This way, we have a lot more room to talk. But even though you said so, Your Excellency..."

The devil just showed a satisfied smile, then put on a flawless hypocritical mask, frowned and said: "I am not questioning whether the Saint's faith is firm, but the key is... everyone in the church seems to have neglected the importance of doctrine and scriptures."

He tapped his temple and said, "If, I mean if, if your faith in God is shaken so easily, the consequences will be disastrous."

Mu immediately recalled Xin's performance just now. Although she was fully qualified to be a saint, in the previous topic, he also realized the big problem that Ansel mentioned.

The foundation of faith is not strong enough. As a result, no matter how firm the believers' faith is, it is just a castle in the air that is destined to collapse.

"As an excellent ruling tool..." Anser asked in confusion, "You don't seem to have put much effort into this aspect."

"This..." Mu was speechless for a moment and couldn't say anything.

The extraordinary people do not believe in God because the power they possess and their understanding of the world make them not believe in God.

But in fact, as long as you are strong enough, it is not difficult to create an atmosphere of God's existence. Before they grow up, extraordinary people are essentially just a part of society.

The religions of this world have saved a lot of effort because of the existence of extraordinary beings - there is no need to painstakingly compile sufficiently detailed and complete scriptures and doctrines to demonstrate the existence of God. All it needs to do is to attribute all the power to God, and then God's existence will be impeccable in the eyes of the weak.

On the contrary...their cognition, understanding, and manipulation of faith are completely on a different level from the religion of that world.

Seeing the somewhat embarrassed look on the Bishop's face, the evil snake finally showed its vicious fangs.

"Regarding this point... I have a suggestion. Does Bishop Mu want to hear it?"

"...Please give me some advice, Your Highness the Regent."

"The focus of faith is on God, so naturally we have to strengthen the correctness and rationality of God. It can't be a little fire dragon above my head, but an existence that can be reasonably inferred without relying on the argument of faith."

The devil narrowed his eyes and said softly:

"Have you heard of the concept of the First Cause, Bishop Mu?"

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Xin waited outside for a long time before Mu came out.

She noticed that Mu looked a little dazed. Although she had not had much contact with this cardinal in white, she had almost never seen such a disobedient look on any other bishop's face.

"Your Excellency the Bishop." Miss Saint couldn't help but ask curiously, "What did Mr. Devil say to you? Why do you look... strange?"

"I……"

Mu opened his mouth, and it took him several seconds to come back to his senses. He looked up at the sky, then lowered his head and said in admiration: "I am just impressed by the... talent of His Royal Highness the Regent."

"So what did Mr. Devil say to Bishop Mu?"

Mu glanced at Xin and waved his hand gently: "Some communication on church affairs and... academic discussions, don't worry about it, Saint."

Xin quietly sensed the wavelength of Xia Mu's soul and felt a little relieved when he thought that the bishop was not lying.

Church affairs and academic exchanges were indeed things she disliked. If that was the case, then leaving at that time was the right choice.

Hmm, did Mr. Devil know that I don’t like these two topics, so he asked me to leave?

Thinking of this, Xin could no longer suppress the curiosity in his heart.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally asked Mu very honestly: "Bishop Mu, what about Mr. Devil, and the women around him, such as Miss Wolf, Miss Crow, Miss Doll, and the evil..."

Because of the oath, Xin immediately stopped herself from talking - when Mu asked her about the truth about the turmoil in the imperial capital, she didn't tell the truth about Ivora even a little bit.

"In short, regarding the salvation of Mr. Devil and the people around him... I can't use the power given by God."

The Saint was a little embarrassed: "It's hard to work on Mr. Devil. As for other people... Mr. Devil will definitely not accept it, and it will further increase the difficulty of redeeming him, so I didn't do it."

"Under this situation, how can I save Mr. Devil and the others?"

Facing Xin's pious and pure eyes, Mu responded somewhat helplessly: "If it really doesn't work, then put it aside for now. God won't blame you."

"No, they, especially Mr. Devil, have a huge power that I have never seen before. If we can save him..."

In this matter, Xin's determination did not waver at all: "I will not give up Mr. Devil. This is my mission, my duty, and as for what to do..."

Xin thought about it and did not describe in detail what Anser did during the turmoil. Instead, she briefly explained Anser's "ability" that shocked her and... coveted her, and then asked Mu:

"I don't think it's a good idea to listen to Mr. Devil, but if I can learn Mr. Devil's skills, I might be able to redeem him."

She said in a low voice with great entanglement: "I have a rebellious thought in my heart that does not rely on God, which makes me feel ashamed, but now... I really can't rely on God's power. What should I do, Bishop Mu?"

Learn from that regent...

Mu thought back to the conversation he had just had with the young man, and a little cold sweat broke out on his back.

Although Xin is a little slow, she is not stupid. Her abnormality comes from the difference in her way of thinking. In this regard, if she had Anser's support and correction...

He couldn't imagine what their Saint would become if Xin and Anser learned the real things.

However, he quickly calmed down because he knew Anser would not do that.

The spiritual essence that Xin possesses is extremely terrifying. Her current "harmlessness" mostly comes from the guidance of the church, which limits her control of the spiritual essence to the judgment of sins.

If Xin is taught too well, it will definitely not be a good thing for His Royal Highness the Regent, who has no shortage of power.

From the conversation just now, Mu has already understood that what His Royal Highness the Regent needs is no longer strength and combat power. What he needs most... is undoubtedly a powerful assistant in his rule.

And religion can perfectly play this role.

His Royal Highness the Regent also confessed very straightforwardly that this was the fundamental reason why he was willing to support the Holy Alliance Church.

Well, if we let the Saint go to His Royal Highness the Regent, he will definitely help us further and strengthen our sense of belonging to the church. After all, helping the church is also helping himself.

After all, even if he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to kidnap the saint.

Thinking of this, Mu let out a long breath.

"It's alright, Saint."

The bishop smiled gently at Xin and encouraged him, "You are fulfilling your duties and realizing the mission given by God. How could God blame you?"

Xin's eyes gradually brightened: "Would God... also think so?"

She had wanted to convince herself in this way, but the faint sense of guilt and the strange emotions that had almost never appeared in her heart made it difficult for her to make a decision.

"God will definitely think so." Mu answered with great certainty.

"Okay, I see."

The saint prayed devoutly: "This is all your will, God."

May everything in the world be in harmony, just as your will bless the world.

She recited this prayer silently, but an indescribable, troubled emotion grew in her heart.

I seek instruction from Mr. Devil, who has committed such a huge sin and clearly needs my redemption.

It is a kind of joy that once you taste it, you will never forget it for the rest of your life.

The joy of transcending taboos.

Chapter 5.5: Girls and Women (K)

The furnace in the alchemy workshop was rarely burning. Various parts were piled on the processing table, and messy waste was piled up in the corner of the workshop. It seemed that there was still no progress in the promotion of the universal ether furnace during this period.

Ming Fuluo did not do her daily forging, but curled up on the sofa, frowning as she looked at the report she got from Marina.

The Tower of Babel prospered with Anther's support, and their countless dreams came true. Anther gave them a lot of freedom, but the large-scale production of some things required his approval.

This report is about some alchemical instruments that have not been allowed to be mass-produced by Anther, but have not been banned from research and development by Anther, but are instead being trial-promoted on a small scale.

"Civilian autonomous processing device, serial Ethernet home network, optimized malicious detector, portable simple measuring instrument..."

Ming Furo had heard of all the equipment recorded in the report. Although she no longer cared much about the affairs of the Tower of Babel, due to Ansel's requirement of "living for himself", Ming Furo would occasionally communicate with her former teachers, elders, and colleagues.

These things are not simple gadgets, many of them are complete equipment systems, and without exception, their appearance will bring enormous impact to this society.

An automatic machine tool that can perform extremely high-precision processing as long as the parameters are input. With the supply strength of the Tower of Babel, it can produce 100 machines per month. In just three months, all the blacksmith shops in the empire will go bankrupt. A magic network that integrates the three basic home functions of lighting, heat preservation, and cleaning, and can connect all houses in a large area in series. A detector with extremely low power consumption, more sensitive, and smarter, which can directly mark malicious targets...

In the past, Ming Furo didn't think there was anything wrong with these things, and was even confused as to why Anser restricted or even banned the production of these ideas. But looking back now after being reminded by Anser, Ming Furo just felt a chill down her spine.

too fast.

Anser told her that normal social change comes from changes in productivity, which is essentially an innovation in energy and power, and this innovation is a leap forward, from one energy source to another, from one level of productivity to another, and the effects of the final change are unimaginable to people before the change. But even so, it is impossible to be so unimaginable that it is completely irrelevant.

The power of the supernatural is so boundless that perhaps just because of the imagination of an alchemist, a part of mortal society can instantly skip a thousand years of development. There are countless such alchemists in the Tower of Babel, and when they gather together to discuss, they don't know to what incredible extent they will push the future.

And in that infinite future, how should mortals, who have made almost no contribution to these possibilities brought about entirely by the extraordinary, deal with themselves?

When extraordinary powers and the creativity of extraordinary people grow unchecked, the mortal world will be left far behind at an incredibly terrifying speed and become completely unnecessary.

The conversation with Anser left a big psychological trauma on Ming Fuluo. Although Anser denied that mortals would eventually become useless things that would be abandoned by the extraordinary, he did not really tell her the answer. She went to ask Marina, and the witch, who only had Anser in her heart, gave her a rare answer with a very serious look:

"No one except Mr. Anser can see that future, but I am sure that... if the future is out of control due to the loss of a certain person, it is definitely not the right future."

This sentence made Ming Fuluo realize. She once believed that as long as she had Anser's help, she would be able to lead the world in the right direction. But if... the weight of the entire world depends on Anser alone, and it cannot be realized without him, then is that future really correct?

"Boom boom boom!"

The heavy muffled sound temporarily brought Ming Fuluo out of her thoughts. She turned to look at the door of the workshop. There was only one person who would knock on the door so rudely.

"come in."

The woman rubbed her temples and put her curled feet on the ground. Her black stockings were a little thick today, and they made a slight rustling sound when they touched the sofa surface.

Hitana burst into the workshop with a bang, giving the impression that she was going to use a battering ram to knock the door down. She put her hands on her hips and said casually, "I'm here to play with you, Luo!"

"You were complaining about not being strong enough yesterday, and now you're wasting time again?"

Ming Fuluo walked slowly towards the workbench: "And it's a waste of two people."

"This is called combining work and rest. Anser taught me... and I almost broke your limiter."

Wearing cool tight sports shorts and a belly-baring vest, Xitana took off the two bracelets on her wrists and said with a pout, "Look, there are cracks on them."

Ming Fuluo took the bracelet, pushed up her glasses, frowned and said, "I just got you a new one last month. It's only been a short time... You are such a monster."

Xitana's training is not what it seems, just swinging fists and kicks, posing, how can she still use this kind of training method that ordinary people use to strengthen her body at her level. When she is exercising, she will wear the bracelet made by Ming Fuluo. While squeezing the ether in her body to the limit, it will also frantically extract Xitana's physical strength and attack irregularly. That's right, it will directly attack any part of her body from the inside, even the heart and even the brain.

And with Shitana's level, if an ordinary fourth-level transcendent wears this and is unfortunately attacked on the brain, the entire head will be blown to pieces.

Under this level of restriction, Hitana managed to crush the first generation of limiters within a week, and the version of the limiter that was crushed now is the third generation.

A normal genius, no matter how talented he is, still needs time to grow. It took many years for Hitana in the original future to grow to the point where she could look down on the world.

But now, Xitana…she has an almost unlimited supply of resources. Anser can take out alchemy potions that are worth a fortune for fifth-level extraordinary people from Flamel's inventory and give them to Xitana as drinks. And she is probably the only one in the world who can drink the secret treasures or potions that normal extraordinary people have to rest for a year or two.

Ming Fuluo had to admit that this heartless and silly dog ​​beside her was truly an unsolvable existence in terms of force. She had a hunch that when Xitana was promoted to the fifth level... Anser might not be her opponent.

This guy was able to tear a dragon apart with his bare hands when he was upgrading from level 3 to level 4. What earth-shattering thing would he have to do when he was upgrading from level 4 to level 5?

Thinking of this, the scholar sighed and began to repair Xitana's limiter.

She didn't have much desire for power. For Ming Fuluo, further advancement in the extraordinary level was just for better creation. And for her, who had fallen into the abyss and was the head of the abyss, promotion to the fifth level was just a matter of time, something that didn't require any thought and would come naturally.

Ming Furo usually doesn't think about this kind of thing, but during this period of thinking, she unconsciously began to think about herself, about Xitana, and about... Ansher's power.

If everything went perfectly, Anser achieved his revenge on fate, and they also fulfilled their respective wishes and pursuits, and could live happily together with Anser, then at that time... they should, no, must have been very strong.

Anther might not reach the sixth-order abyss, but with all the Contracted Heads gathered, his strength must be unfathomable; needless to say, Hitana must have reached the pinnacle of power by then; after Marina's soul was healed, even if she did not rely on the power of the Devouring Head, the cheating ability to borrow power from Anther unconditionally was already unreasonable enough; as for herself... no matter how bad she was at fighting, the mechanical deity at that time must have been iterated by her to an even more unsolvable level of perfection.

And what do they mean to the world?

Not only has he surpassed mortals, he has also surpassed all extraordinary beings, becoming an unstoppable existence who can influence the development of the world with just his personal will. Changing the world of extraordinary beings is as easy as extraordinary beings changing the world of mortals.

Will she be able to make the right decision by then? Will they be able to make the right decision?

Anxiety spread in Ming Fuluo's heart, and the movements of her hands became a little unnatural.

Hitana, who was leaning on the processing table with her hands and looking around idly, glanced at her, and after stroking her chin and looking at the scholar for a while, she suddenly reached out and snatched the limiter from her hand.

"...What are you doing?" Ming Fuluo came back to her senses and glared at Xitana.

"I'm afraid you'll get distracted and blow yourself up while walking."