Chapter 353 The Growth of a Shaman

The night of August 18th.

Jesus began to study his own path to mastery.

Just as Qin Ze said, all roads have been opened, and all ways to dominance have been opened.

The path of the ancestors does not actually mean that it is the strongest path.

If you can become the faith of everyone and use the power of faith to become a god, you may not be weaker than Qin Ze and Nuwa who followed the path of the ancestors.

The greater significance of the path of the ancestors is to open up the world so that everyone feels that the world is wide and can fly freely instead of being blocked by that high wall.

Jesus always felt that the path he took was actually the most correct and powerful.

Of course, this idea is actually very grandiose.

People have beliefs, but sentient beings have more desires. If you practice the simplicity of desires, you can actually go a long way on that path.

But Jesus didn't care about that. He just wanted to become the master quickly.

"It seems that Qin Ze is right. I have to answer a few prayers..."

"To put it simply, I have to play God and let more people believe in the existence of miracles, so their faith will deepen."

In this world, before the strangeness came, there was no miracle.

But it does not affect people's belief in Buddhism and religion.

If a miracle comes... then it is conceivable that according to Long Xia's sophistication and national conditions, if you want to kowtow to Guanyin Bodhisattva, it doesn't matter, you can't do it. Even the monks in the temple may not be interested in your little incense money.

In fact, this is what Jesus was like.

Not long ago, the actress tried to sleep with Jesus through various methods.

During this process... I was deceived by many men who claimed to be disciples of Jesus.

Those who cheat in the name of Jesus can make a lot of money, but the Old Calendar Association doesn't care about that.

Jesus never even looked at ordinary people.

Until today, he had never thought of answering human prayers.

"Then let's get started..."

Jesus was really not sure whether he could become the master in seven days.

But he is also a genius at heart.

None of the five gods in the Hall of Valor is simple. Once they start doing something, their progress is bound to far exceed that of similar people.

Closing his eyes, Jesus began to listen carefully to the people's prayers.

Countless bubbles appeared in Jesus' mind.

Colored speech bubbles.

The color of the bubbles, some are white and appear very fragile.

Jesus listened and saw the white bubbles looked like this.

"My Lord, please bless me with better luck this month, so that I can win back that bad debt! Let me be famous in Las Vegas!"

He's a gambler.

By getting close to the bubble, Jesus could decide whether to help the man or not.

The bubbles quickly brought Jesus’ consciousness into contact with Jesus…

Jesus' body became unreal.

"Awesome, I can actually enter the area where the believers are?"

This time he really became a god.

With the speed and perception of Jesus in the Catastrophe Realm, if you go to a casino, no matter how awesome the casino technology is, or what kind of gambling king there is... with the absolute gap in perception and consciousness, it's all just a cloud.

He can certainly help this believer win.

But Jesus discovered... the faith value of the white bubbles is only a few points.

To become a master, he needs hundreds of thousands of points.

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Las Vegas.

In a hotel, a man smokes a cigarette and prays to Jesus.

He exhaled a puff of smoke, never expecting...

Suddenly gray fog surged in the room.

"What the hell!"

At this time, Jesus realized that he had only come here in an ethereal form.

An ethereal form that can only be seen by those who pray.

The gray mist condensed the outline of Jesus. At this moment, the man was so frightened that he fell to the ground in a panic.

But not long after, the man recognized it, it was Jesus!

"Mom! My God, God has answered me! Oh no, my Jesus!"

The man was kneeling and worshiping. It was obvious that he was not a religious believer, but a utilitarian worshiper who made wishes and prayed.

Jesus actually wants to hurry up and wants to hurry up and go to the casino to take you to kill everyone and tell you how to bet.

But he found that he had to listen to the other person's past first. In other words, it is a ritual.

"Tell me about your past, any part of it, but you have to be honest."

The man hesitated for a while and then told part of his experience.

It's not complicated, it's even quite simple.

It was probably a hard-working man who accidentally got involved in gambling. After making quick money, he no longer cared about normal work, which was a slow-paying job.

So he later became a gambler and owed $400,000 in debt.

Recently, he faces the risk of being caught and put in a dog cage without paying back the money.

Of course, it is also possible to lose hands and feet.

The emergence of the Old Calendar Association has caused many people to focus on strange things. In those corners of sinful cities, no one cares about the evil deeds of ordinary people.

Jesus eventually granted his wish and allowed the man to win.

After winning $570,000, the fog around Jesus disappeared.

The white bubbles turned into belief values.

Time taken - one hour.

In one hour, he was in Linxiang City and saved a gambler in Las Vegas.

But the faith value is very few.

Jesus felt something was wrong... It stands to reason that first of all, the manifestation of the spirit itself is worthy of belief in itself.

Secondly, I helped him get out of the trough of life, so I should be more worthy of faith.

But why is the faith value so low?

Jesus is not stupid, he actually understands human nature.

After Jesus left, the man prayed desperately, begging Jesus to show up.

But Jesus no longer showed up, so the man cursed:

"Fuck, hallucination, all hallucinations, nothing!"

A little bit of kindness, a big bit of hatred.

Jesus thought about it, probably like this. But maybe there are other reasons.

Then, Jesus fulfilled several more wishes. White bubbles are really worthless.

This group of people seem to worship God for utilitarian purposes.

If God doesn't help them, they will feel that fate is unfair, but if God helps them, they will feel that they are lucky and it is natural for God to help them.

Many people in this world are like this.

Jesus found that if he kept choosing white bubbles... then he would probably have to be seventy years old to become the master.

So he began to search for bubbles with higher value.

According to past experience, above white is blue, above blue is purple, and above purple is orange.

But Jesus found that if his consciousness was in the free country across the ocean, it seemed that most people were white bubbles.

The wishes they made were basically for themselves.

Fortunately, he still found an orange bubble.

"It's not easy. This bubble is in Philadelphia. Let me see what kind of wish it is."

...

...

The consciousness approached the bubble, and the gray fog descended.

The virtual figure of Jesus soon appeared behind the girl.

"Tell me about your past, any part of it is fine, but you must be honest."

The girl knelt in front of the Bible, as if she didn't hear Jesus' words, but just prayed devoutly.

Jesus spoke again:

"If you don't tell me about your past, I will disappear."

The girl still knelt there.

Jesus frowned, but soon he saw the girl stand up and start making gestures to the Bible.

This is sign language.

At this moment, Jesus suddenly understood... the person who made the wish was deaf and dumb.

So he moved the virtual body condensed by the gray fog and came to the table where the Bible was placed.

This scene scared the girl, but the next second, Jesus' voice resounded in the girl's mind.

"I responded to your prayer. Now, you can use your consciousness to answer me, your past experiences, and your wishes."

Jesus finally understood. No wonder he couldn't hear any sound when he approached the bubble.

It turned out that the girl couldn't speak.

He guessed that the girl hoped that she could become healthy and normal.

This is not difficult. For Jesus now, the power of wish can do a lot of things.

But then, the content that the girl began to tell surprised Jesus.

"My friend is a painter... He is very good, but... He is a blind man."

Blind painter?

Jesus thought it was very strange.

Based on the existence of Jian Yiyi, he felt that those who played with this thing must be geniuses.

So Jesus really looked down on ordinary painters.

But as the girl told the story, Jesus gradually realized that the girl was not simple.

"He could actually see when he was a child, but he had an accident later... he couldn't see anymore."

"But at that time, he was already a very good painter. Everyone thought his career was ruined."

"After all, if an artist can't even see, how can he draw anything?"

"But he is very stubborn. Everyone said he couldn't be a painter, but he insisted on being a painter. Everyone said he could only be an ordinary person, but he insisted on being a genius that people looked up to."

"He is really excellent and has painted many amazing paintings."

"God... Can you imagine that Ryan no longer paints those broad things, he only paints those small objects, and he uses his fingers to feel every detail of the object."

"Screwdrivers, nail clippers, cans, rings, pendants, keys, delicate carvings, or some fruits that can be held in one hand. ”

“As long as he touches these things, he can draw them.”

“His exquisite painting skills make many professional teachers feel incredible.”

“But do you know…”

“When his works are posted online, people don’t pay attention to his paintings, but just think…this person is so inspiring.”

“When Ryan’s mother read those comments to Ryan, Ryan was so angry that he trembled…”

“People don’t praise his works, don’t realize his struggle against fate, people just feel strange.”

“Wow, a blind man can actually draw.”

“Wow, he is really inspiring.”

“Wow, he must have worked hard, right?”

“Although he can’t surpass those real painters, it’s really not easy for a blind man to do this…”

The girl’s sign language was very fast, and it was obvious that the girl felt unfair for Ryan.

Jesus probably understood that the genius of the past certainly didn’t want pity, but recognition.

Although this young man named Ryan was blind, his inner pride made him never put himself below the painters in the eyes of the public.

But many people are actually unable to appreciate art.

Even if Ryan draws works that amaze his peers in the industry, in the eyes of ordinary people, they will subconsciously appreciate them with prejudice——

A blind man can draw very well, which is worthy of encouragement and worthy of being moved by his inspiration, but when it comes to how good this blind man really is... they don't believe it.

There were tears in the girl's eyes, and her hands trembling while making sign language.

"He is such a proud person. He doesn't want to accept pity from others at all. He just wants to tell people...it doesn't matter. Even a disabled person can reach the top in the field of art."

"But people will pay more attention to his disability and characterize him through his disability."

"He quickly became famous, but few people were amazed by his works. People just thought at first glance that the paintings were good, and stopped looking at them in detail. Most of them praised him for his perseverance and perseverance. Praise him for his efforts.”

Jesus actually understood Ryan a little bit.

In the eyes of a genius, if you praise his efforts, you are denying him.

"But... although his works are small objects, in the lines of the paintings, you can glimpse the vast world!"

"He hated people's pity, and that's why he always liked to talk to me... because I couldn't say the words to sympathize with him."

"Maybe because of this, he and I became friends...well, friends."

"I'm lucky. Because I couldn't speak, I never said the words that disgusted him."

“He also seemed to enjoy communicating with me silently, putting words on paper.”

"I also understand the pride in his heart."

"He also wanted to paint the sky and the earth, and paint huge things that couldn't be measured with the palm of his hand..."

"He is such a genius. If he had vision, he would definitely...definitely become even better, right?"

"At that time, the whole world will study his works seriously!"

Jesus looked at the girl, who lowered her head.

There was some helplessness in her eyes, but she quickly ignited hope:

"God... I want to pray to you, please let him regain his sight!"

Jesus was surprised.

"Don't you wish you were no longer deaf-mute? Don't you wish you could hear sounds?"

In fact, being deaf-mute has brought a lot of inconvenience to the girl. It can be said that...she herself is the one who is often discriminated against.

But she shook her head:

"If I wasn't like this, how could I go to him?"

"Ryan must be because I am also a disabled person and feel that I will be one of the very few people who can think from the same perspective as him, so he will... agree to be friends with such a person."

"I just hope that he can regain his light and display his talents. As for myself...it doesn't matter, I'm used to it."

There are many things that cannot be deceived.

Jesus suddenly understood that there was a reason why this bubble was so noble.

This is a girl who sacrifices herself for others. For such a believer, once you answer her prayers, she will be extremely pious and grateful to you.

This wish... is also very selfless.

But is there really such love in this world?

Jesus heard countless girls say they loved Him.

Just like that female star, she couldn't let go of his lifeblood, acting as if she was seeing a man for the first time.

He knows that these loves are of great self-interest.

He met such a person once.

"What if he regains his light, but feels that you are no longer worthy of being friends with him? If he regains his light, then for a genius like him, and the world becomes wider, will he still care about you?"

The girl lowered her head, feeling a little pitiful, but she still managed a smile:

"No...it doesn't matter. It would be nice to see him from a distance on a more dazzling stage."

There’s a love story like this in Philadelphia…it’s a surprise to Jesus.

At the same time, I feel very complicated.

He tried to make amends with distorted values ​​such as "Muqiang" and "Female licking dogs".

But something felt wrong. I feel like this shouldn't be done.

Eventually, Jesus granted this wish.

The power of his wish can't achieve life and death, human flesh and bones, nor is it as outrageous as the god of competition.

But it is not difficult to restore sight to an ordinary person.

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In Linxiang City, Jesus opened his eyes.

He sat in silence, suddenly feeling the urge to smoke.

This is how the story ends, he hopes. When Ryan opened his eyes...

Ryan will find that the girl is not very beautiful, and Ryan will be shocked by the huge and beautiful painting of the world.

But when Ryan opened his eyes, the first person he saw was the girl.

He had touched the girl's cheek many times, but it didn't appear like that ridiculous scene in a romantic drama where the other half regained his sight but couldn't recognize the couple.

It turns out that Proud Ryan, after seeing the girl, his first words were:

"Hailey...it turns out you are so white. Although I have imagined your face countless times, when I actually saw it, I still thought it was beautiful."

Silent companionship and cautious dealings, Ryan actually felt the girl's mood.

It's just that one is too proud and can't speak, and the other is too inferior and only dares to be friends.

Such green love, with the help of Jesus... finally turned into sweet love.

When Jesus returned to Linxiang City, his face was downcast.

It actually doesn’t end with a man abandoning a woman...

There are actually such fairy tales in this world.

This wish made Jesus realize that in a world where weirdness has come, there are still people who love each other.

At the same time, he gained more than a thousand faith points.

It turns out that meeting someone who truly knows how to be grateful will bring great gratitude.

For the first time in his life, Jesus felt happy when he did good things for others... even if it was for selfish purposes.

He wanted to be ashamed of such happiness, fearing that such happiness would raise his morality. Because being too moral would make it impossible to survive.

But he still laughed a little. Thinking that maybe the next time he saw Ryan and Hailey, it would be at their wedding, and they would pray for each other to be healthy and live long.

Jesus began to look for new bubbles.

He slowly left the Free Country and looked in the direction of Asia.

Originally, it was thought that there would be many grand wishes in wealthy places, but most of them were selfish.

When Jesus changed an area to perceive... he soon found a colorful bubble.

That was the highest level bubble.

But when Jesus approached the bubble... the wish he heard was extremely small.

"Bread... bread... give me a piece of bread... God, Odin, Zeus, Jesus, Maria... anyone is fine, I don't want to eat that, I don't want to eat..."

It was the voice of a thirteen-year-old child.

This wish made Jesus feel very strange. It was not even a wish made to himself.

The child called all the gods in his cognition, and he was not ranked first, as if he was just a by-product.

And this wish was particularly outrageous. What a humble wish it was, just to ask for a piece of bread.

Why was this bubble colorful?

Jesus was curious, and his consciousness descended on that place.

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In the broken house, the boy's lips were cracked, his steps were shaking, and he walked towards the distance.

He was skinny and looked very hungry.

When the gray fog came, unlike others, the boy was not very surprised.

He thought he was hallucinating because of hunger.

Jesus knew this place, this was a city swept by war.

He was no stranger to war, and the Free Country was a country that liked to make trouble.

But this was also the first time Jesus came to such a place.

He was ready and decided to use the power of wish to conjure the most expensive bread. Treat this starving child well.

But first, he needed the child to tell his past.

Jesus really wanted to skip this process. After experiencing the last wish, he suddenly became afraid of these human stories.

He was afraid that these stories would erase something from him.

But he couldn't do it.

The boy was already extremely weak, but fortunately his consciousness could directly tell Jesus about his past.

Jesus thought at first that this was one of the tragedies in countless wars.

A person who was about to starve to death because of the war... But gradually, his expression began to become heavy.

"Isa, we really can't support your mother."

"Take her away, find a place to bury her, we don't have enough bread."

"Your mother is dying, she was hit by a stray bullet and won't live long."

"Take her away, then come back, you are still young, we still need you."

The middle-aged man in the room asked a child to bury his mother who was not dead yet with an almost indifferent attitude.

This sounds really outrageous, but no one in the room thinks it is outrageous.

Isa just carried his mother on his back and walked out stubbornly.

This time, they really couldn't afford a woman anymore.

Especially the dying woman, who would only drag them down.

But only the woman's son, Isa, knew best how his mother had protected him time and time again.

But he had to take his mother away. He had to bury his mother, and he had to survive.

He had to leave the city with this group of people.

When the old calendar people of this world came and people's attention shifted to the weird level, the real world did not actually become peaceful.

On the contrary, those who waged war to plunder lives and resources would be more unscrupulous.

In the corners that people didn't pay attention to, there were countless children who didn't even have the chance to grow up.

Only by escaping from this invaded country could there be a chance of survival.

Isa wanted to survive.

And his mother was dying, and he was actually told several times by the men who were traveling with him that he had lost his mother...

"She is not as strong as us, and she will only drag us down if she follows us again and again. You can't be the same as before, you must take her to a farther place so that she can't come back!"

This can only be done by Isa.

Because that is Isa's mother, no one else can kill Isa's mother. Only Isa can.

This seems to be a customary rule.

Here, everyone tacitly agrees. When your loved ones become useless, you will take them far away, let them get lost in the distance, or let them be buried...

In short, you have to abandon this person yourself.

If you want to survive, you have to constantly abandon those useless people. Under the increasingly tight supplies, people will gradually become "useless".

Isa cannot be abandoned.

He lied to his mother and said: Mom, I will take you away from here. I know a place with a lot of bread.

Isa carried his mother on his back and started walking outside.

This time, he decided to find a farther place to bury his mother.

He carried his mother on his back, and his mother's eyes lit up, and she happily left with Isa.

When Isa carried his mother on his back, his mother hummed the tune that Isa had heard when he was a child.

He wanted to cry, but couldn't.

The war made him shed tears.

Gradually, my mother's voice became smaller and smaller.

Even if he was close to Issa's ear, Issa could no longer hear clearly.

Isa turned around and saw blood stains behind him.

He had walked a long way, and he didn't know how long his mother had been bleeding.

After all, he still loved his mother, and suddenly he felt intense self-blame in his heart.

The war has made him almost no longer a human being, and he actually wants to kill his mother.

He began to check his mother's wound, but found that at some point, her mother had bitten her finger.

Issa was puzzled:

"Mom, why are you doing this?"

Issa’s mother smiled weakly:

"My little Isa, the road is too long... Mom is afraid of you... I'm afraid that you won't be able to go back after losing your mother."

"I'm really worried...I'm really worried that you're lost. I just thought that you could find your way back by following the blood trail."

The voice was so soft that it seemed like it was not spoken, but it was like thunder exploding in Issa's heart.

He could no longer cry, but he still opened his mouth wide and cried bitterly.

He thought he had lied to his mother, but her mother had always known his lies.

When she learned that her child had finally chosen to let her die, she did not complain.

She wanted to spend more time with her children in the last moments of her life.

But unknowingly, after a little while, the road has been gone for a long, long time.

She wasn't worried that she wouldn't be able to go back, she was just worried that her children wouldn't be able to go back.

Those dripping bloodstains are her last signposts.

At this time, Isa really wished that she could bring more pieces of bread, so that her mother could die later.

In this city where bread is more valuable than human life, he began to pray for bread.

All the gods in the sky, no matter who comes, he really longs for a piece of bread.

After Jesus heard the story, he noticed that there was no body next to Issa.

That crucial piece of bread... was a little late after all.

It couldn't save the lives of two people, it could only allow one person to survive.

Jesus was at a loss for a moment.

It's not that this wish is difficult to realize...but that this wish allows him to see another side of the world.

What a despicable life this is, but such a despicable life has a mother who loves him so much.

He suddenly thought of his parents.

Jesus smiled silently.

He grew up in an orphanage. It was only a few years after his father was released from prison that he was informed that he had a father.

But he was always abused.

Jesus thought that his childhood had been difficult.

A world where my parents don’t love me is the most tragic story in the world.

But today, the person he met who made a wish made the sadness in his heart seem so artificial.

The young man cried sadly, not because there was no bread to eat, but because his mother would never come back.

There is something heavier and more broken in this world than not being loved, which is being deeply loved but never being able to respond to that love again.

I can only destroy the people who love me with my own hands in fear.

This is war. Surviving in such a war made Jesus feel that his suffering was worthless.

It also made Jesus believe...it turns out that there is indeed real love in this world.

This place is called Gaza, and there are countless people like Issa here.

On the road where Issa buried her mother, there were countless corpses.

Some of them also prayed to Jesus, but Jesus did not want to answer these prayers a few days ago.

When God looks down at the human world, he can only see dust. Even if it is stained with blood, it is just red dust.

But when God stands on this land, God will also be moved by the dust.

For the first time in his heart, Jesus wanted to do something. He wants to take this child out of the city and give him milk, bread and barbecue that he can eat for a lifetime...

But he was afraid again.

Why is it that the process of becoming a master, for him alone, is not a process of gradually losing humanity, but a process of gradually regaining humanity?

August 18th, night.

Jesus' consciousness returned to Linxiang City again.

This was the first day of the final seven days, and he found it a little difficult.

He thought he was seeing the scenery from the top, the vast world behind the master.

But he realized... what he saw was that all living beings were suffering.

But after a long silence, Jesus closed his eyes again and began to answer the prayer.

In a corner that he didn't notice, his calendar began to shine.