Chapter 90 Greater than the Great City fifth day. "We are believers, devout people. Devout people cannot just take, they must give!" "Devote! Devote!" “For every contribution, God will give back!” At the morning assemblies of the thirty-six districts, thirty-six newly ordained priests loudly proclaimed: "Everything you give will be rewarded!" The people gathered here looked at each other in bewilderment. They had enjoyed four days of peace and holy communion, and most of them had gradually begun to believe in [Emperor Xiang] and [Chen Xiang]. But asking them to dedicate themselves? this. Many people remained silent. "Me! I want to dedicate myself!" A loud voice was heard in the crowd. People looked over and saw a bearded homeless man. Although the tramp was wearing a pure white ceremonial robe, some edges of the tattered clothes underneath were still visible. Although he looked energetic, he still looked hungry and thin. "Is it Li Rongen? I know him. He used to pick up trash near my home for more than ten years." "A homeless person also wants to make a donation? What does he want to make a donation? Bedbugs and lice?"
"I know him, too. He was a professor at an ordinary university 20 years ago. If I remember correctly, something happened in his family. His three sons and one daughter were not his biological children. Later, he became a homeless man." The homeless man named Li Rongen ignored the rustling sounds around him and walked firmly to the priest. He prostrated himself reverently: "I have been wandering for seventeen years, and I have never had a full meal, not even one." "These past few days, I have sweet communion to eat every day and a brand new white robe to wear. My broken and crumbling life seems to have light." "I have nothing to offer," Every word he said was full of piety: "All I have to offer is my tiny, humble soul. Will the Lord accept the soul of a homeless person?" The priest stared at him for a long time before saying: "Devotion of souls is the act of saints. You are not a saint." He wanted to refuse, his ears moved slightly, but he changed his words: "But, you are not a saint, but you are willing to dedicate your soul. How is your piety different from that of a saint? The Lord said." "That's right." The priest used his silver staff to draw an irregular circle on the ground, which just wrapped the tramp in it. He sprinkled silver powder, took candles, placed them in the eight corners of the circle, and then lit them. A misty blue smoke rose up, accompanied by a faint aroma, and the priest solemnly said: "Your name is Li Rongen?" "Yes, I am." "Li Rongen, I'm asking you one last time, are you really willing to dedicate your soul to the great Lord? After this, you will lose your freedom and become a warrior on the front line of the Holy Church. You may live in the Pure Land after your death, but it is also possible that your soul will be scattered." "Do you want to?" The tramp wrapped himself in the pure white ceremonial garment that he had carefully trimmed these days and that was still as white as snow. He said firmly:
"I am willing." Not far away, Chen Xiang, who was staring at everything, nodded slightly. A wisp of black flame floated out, and the pigs prepared in advance were burned into snow-white ashes. "it is good!" The priest's figure suddenly stood up, holding high the silver staff in his hand. The shadows near the huge altar began to creep away, and there was light in the sky! "what is that!" Some civilians cried out in surprise and pointed to the sky. Many people looked towards the sky, and as the clouds and mist rolled, they unexpectedly, gathered together to form a huge mist-like head! The head made of clouds seemed to be staring at this place, accompanied by brilliant light and blazing black flames! ! The next moment, The flames twisted into a giant black dragon, and amid countless people's gazes of awe, fear, and shock, The inky dragon sank in the clouds, as if touching the forehead of the homeless man crawling on the ground. “This is a gift from God!” The priest's voice suddenly became louder, and the dark dragon sank into the homeless man's body like a siphon. The tramp fell, rolled, and wailed. A quarter of an hour later, when he stood up again, the pure white ritual robe on his body moved without wind. He raised his head and held out his hands: “I feel like my body is full of strength.” The priest said solemnly: "You have dedicated your soul to the Lord. You have become a loyal warrior of the Lord. You will be named a Knight. You will become a sharp spear that pierces the hearts of all heretics!" "The Emperor is watching you." The tramp clasped his hands together, raised them above his head, took a deep breath, and said as the wind blew: "Praise the Emperor Elephant!" It was like the roar of a hundred people, like the sound of a bell being struck and a drum being beaten, like thunder rising from the ground! ! The tramp's voice created visible folds in the air, which spread out violently along with rolling air waves, deafening! Some people were blown to the ground by the strong wind, some stared blankly at the tramp whose voice was like thunder, and some prostrated themselves on the ground. "This is a miracle!" "Praise the Emperor Elephant. Praise the Emperor Elephant!" More and more people are prostrating themselves, more and more people are pious, and more and more people are raising their hands above their heads in praise! It's not just this area. Similar scenes were playing out in the other thirty-five districts. As the fifth day drew to a close, there were even more believers. “Every sacrifice will be rewarded by God, either today or tomorrow.” Mori said respectfully: “Nothing can inspire people more and make their piety more successful than a miracle.” Chen Xiang nodded slightly, glanced at the loss of 47,000 pigs on the report, and smiled lightly. "It's time for a name."
"What?" Mori asked in confusion, not daring to look up. “The church should have a name.” Chen Xiang walked to the window, looked at the white moon and red moon in the sky, and thought of the pure white fog. He said calmly: "Order." "The name of the church is order." "The thirty-six people selected today who volunteered to accept God's gift are the first batch of knights of the Church of Order. Let's call them the Pure White Knights." "Pure white means order. Wherever they pass, chaos will cease and darkness will retreat. Pure white is the only thing." "The first little fellow is called Li Rongen, right? Give him armor, a warhorse, and forge a spear and a heavy shield for him. He will be the first Knight Commander." "I will faithfully convey your orders and fulfill your words." Mori bowed, just like a true priest facing his Lord. Chen Xiang nodded slightly. After Mori left, he quietly felt the stronger faith, with a faint smile on his face. Is this faith? Each of the thirty-six knights was infused with the spirit and energy of thousands of pigs, and Li Rongen was even carrying the weight of ten thousand pigs. This is a miracle he performed. This is the great power that only God possesses. This is a gift. ……………… sixth day. "enemy!" "All those who create chaos and destroy order are our enemies!" "The lance of the White Knight will nail every heretic who craves chaos to the mountain!" "We are at peace, we are at peace, we have no worries about food and clothing, and no one can break the peace that belongs to us and is given by God!" "We will defend our peace to the death!" The people cheered and leaped for joy, all in one voice; "We will defend our peace to the death!" "Praise the Emperor Elephant!" Wearing pure white armor and sitting astride a unicorn that Big Mom had specially hunted from the spirit world, Li Rongen held high his spear and heavy shield. He traveled around the thirty-six districts and was admired by countless people. This is an unprecedented glory. "Any heresy!" The Knight Commander said in a powerful voice: "I will charge!"
"I walk on earth, in the kingdom of the Lord, and wherever I look, there will be only order!" "Praise the Emperor Elephant!" End of the sixth day. "The people of the Outer Third Ring Road have been living in chaos and suffering for years, and their future is uncertain. They have been suppressed for too long, and they are terrified day and night. Now you give them peace." Mori said respectfully: "The results were better than expected. On the sixth day, I completed your decree." "In the entire outer third ring, 70% of people have become casual believers, 20% are devout believers, and there are thousands of fanatics." "Among them, Knight Commander Li's belief in you and the Emperor Elephant has gone beyond the realm of a fanatic. He is absolutely loyal and is ready to die." Chen Xiang looked sideways and asked: "Can six days transform a person from a nonbeliever into a fanatical believer?" Although he was asking questions, he actually knew that this was the truth. Among the scattered, overlapping, and mumbling prayers that one could occasionally hear, the prayer from Li Rongen was the loudest. Mori smiled respectfully: "To a person who has lost hope and is completely desperate, you give him a ray of light, and you become his whole world." “How can such a person not be pious?” "Yeah." Chen Xiang nodded thoughtfully. The moon sets and the sun rises. The seventh day comes. Chen Xiang leaned on the sofa and did not sleep all night. He looked out the window, at his own people and territory, at absolute order and peace. "It's June 30th." "The day of God's coming is tomorrow, and the opportunity is today." Chen Xiang's gaze traveled across the long distance and fell on the Saint-Lo Square in the twelfth district of the Ninth Ring Road. He saw a familiar figure. It’s Director Wang from the orphanage. A huge cross was erected on the Saint-Lo Square at some point in time. That must be the place where God descended. “The outer three rings have been integrated, but not everyone is pious.” “Maybe, I also have an opportunity.” Chen Xiang chuckled twice and turned on the TV. "Good morning, Seven Rings News!" "At the beginning of everything, please put your hands together and raise them above your head!" On TV, Hongmao, who still became the host after switching to the seventh ring, raised his hands above his head: "Praise the Emperor Elephant!" His voice was sincere and powerful, and he spread his hands and made an exaggerated gesture: "Today is the last day of June. The Lord is still great, the sun is still shining, and there is no top news this morning because last night was peaceful!"
The red-haired host had an exaggerated expression: "I went to sleep without even closing my front door yesterday, and guess what? When I woke up, there was Communion on the table at home, and the rest, oh, I was fine!" "This is order, this is order!" "All in all, it's going to be another great day." "Good morning, and welcome to the land of order." "This place is greater than the Great City!" (End of this chapter)