Chapter 732 Show Your Heart
There is no distinction between day and night in the underground city-state.
The ten balls of light in the sky shine twenty-four hours a day.
After all, every plant and tree in the city-state does not receive real sunlight, so replacing it with light will naturally be greatly compromised.
However, although there is no day and night, citizens' schedules will not be chaotic. After all, everyone has access to the Internet and Internet hours are standard.
As for which region's time to use, the church will inform everyone. Basically, the time in one time zone will range from three months to half a year.
In recent months, the underground city-state has been using Honiara time in the Solomon Islands.
It was now half past eight in the evening, Honiara time.
In the home of a wealthy citizen, a young girl was praying at home. The statue of the god above her head bloomed with dazzling light, filling the entire room.
The light even shines out from the windows of the three-story building, illuminating the entire city.
Under this dazzling blazing light, the ten light balls on the top were reduced to foil.
"Oh! Which priest is here to visit Dorothy and her family?"
"No, I was on the roadside and didn't see any priest coming."
"Ah! Is Dorothy so pious?"
"Maybe it's his man."
"Hey, did you forget that his man went to the ground? This must be Dorothy's promotion."
Such a dazzling light could only be produced by a priest, and the surrounding neighbors could see that it definitely exceeded the light that citizens could produce.
Neighbors gossiped about who in the family had attained piety enough to serve as a priest.
"Dong dong dong..."
In this small building in the capital, a woman rushed up to the third floor in surprise, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw that the light overflowing inside almost blinded her, forcing her to close her eyes and turn her face away. And cover it with your hands.
"Helen?" the woman asked, half worried and half tentative.
As the light gradually subsided, a girl less than ten years old knelt on the ground, opened her eyes, and looked back at her: "Mom, is something wrong? I'm praying."
The woman covered her mouth with her hands in surprise, walked up and hugged the girl and said, "My child, is it really you? Was it really you who was praying just now?"
The girl nodded, confused: "I'm praying, what's wrong, mom?"
"Oh God." The surprise on the woman's face almost burst out. She hugged Helen tightly and said, "You make me so proud, Helen, so proud of me. You will become a pastor, my child."
Helen said firmly: "Of course! Mom, I will definitely become a priest when I grow up."
The woman kissed Helen, shook her head and said, "Silly boy, you already are!"
"Huh?" Helen looked at her mother blankly.
"You are already a pastor! My child!" The woman excitedly picked up Helen, went downstairs and rushed to the street.
She shouted to her neighbors: “My daughter is a priest!”
"Oh oh oh!" The neighbors cheered proudly, feeling happy and congratulating her from the bottom of their hearts.
"It's Helen, God, she's not even ten years old, right?"
"I thought it was Dorothy, but I didn't expect it was her daughter."
While congratulating the neighbors, they were also extremely shocked.
Nine-year-old pastor, is this a broken record?
Although everyone knows that Helen of Dorothy's family is a good child and a devout genius, but a few days ago she was still a little short of becoming a citizen, but now she has become as pious as a priest overnight.
However, everyone did not think there was anything wrong with this. On the contrary, some people just respected and felt honored.
After all, faith does not necessarily require progress step by step.
It was meant to be suddenly manic in one breath!
Piety and faith are just a matter of one thought.
When an idea comes to mind, it is normal for the reverence for God in your heart to suddenly surge.
There are precedents for a pariah who survived a catastrophe because of something and believed that God had saved him, and then suddenly became a fanatical believer with a level of piety reaching the level of a priest.
"Child, hurry up! Light up this statue!" Dorothy carried her daughter to the entrance of the mission area, surrounded by a large group of neighbors.
She pointed to a tall statue of a god and asked Helen to pray.
Helen knelt in front of the statue, crossed her hands with her fingers devoutly, placed them on her chin and closed her eyes in prayer.
Not long after, the statue burst into unparalleled dazzling light.
Even if everyone closes their eyelids, the light will shine through and hurt their eyes.
Suddenly, the light went out. Helen was startled and looked forward. She could feel that a more pious consciousness was blocking her from lighting up the statue.
"Are we finally going to get in touch with the core figures of the church?"
Helen had no doubt that it was Mo Qiong.
Since Mo Qiong wanted to enter the church area in this way, of course he couldn't show his true colors.
Even if he transforms, it won't work. After all, his second form, which this city-state has no record of, is a black household.
It's okay to walk around the streets, but no one can remember everyone in the city.
But if you want to enter the church area, it would be bad if someone does a little search, but the result is that this person is not found.
Therefore, Mo Qiong selected a suitable girl, sent her away under hypnosis, and then changed her appearance through a plastic surgery room to look like her.
In this way, he is a person with an ID card, relatives, files, and many people know him.
"Is this the child?" A man wearing a dark gray robe came out. His clothes were different from the simplicity of citizens, but full of religious style.
Dorothy said excitedly: "Bishop Feibo, my child Helen, she is extremely pious!"
The bishop named Feibo smiled warmly, touched Mo Qiong's head and said: "You are only nine years old, right?"
Mo Qiong raised his head and said: "I am willing to dedicate everything to the great Mother Goddess."
Her expression was extremely holy, her eyes trembled slightly, red, as if they were bleeding.
Everyone sighed, good child, so pious and cute.
They didn't know that Mo Qiong's stigmata had occurred, and his eyes were bleeding and crying.
No one can grasp the time when the stigmata will occur. Sometimes it stops bleeding automatically, and sometimes it suddenly occurs.
It must be said that the Gaia Church is very likely to know that the stigmata is the effect of the containment. Once the other party realizes that Mo Qiong has stigmata, it is possible that he will be exposed.
It is obviously not safe to bet that the other party does not know the stigmata, or does not know that the stigmata is caused by the containment, and the tolerance rate is too low.
So when Mo Qiong feels pain, he immediately controls the eye muscles and nerves, sprays out the tears quickly, and lets the blood and tears gush.
However, no one saw it at the scene.
Because the moment the tears flowed, he disappeared.
The point of landing was in another world.
This is probably something that only Mo Qiong can do. His holy mark is just the blood and tears type, without wounds. It is different from Wuyun Mo, Gou Ye and others.
In addition, only Mo Qiong can shoot to the other world at the moment the blood spurts out.
So at this moment, his tear glands are like the flamethrower that set fire to the other world back then.
The flames disappeared at the nozzle, as if there was a transparent portal blocking the nozzle.
The same is true for blood, which disappeared the moment the tear glands spurted out.
As a result, everyone could only see that Helen's eyes were red, as if her eyes were about to burst and bleed, but she didn't really spurt blood.
Not only can it not be seen as a holy mark, but it also makes people feel that this child is so excited and pious.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes seemed to be willing to sacrifice his life.
"Good child, come with me." Fei Bo smiled, took Mo Qiong's little hand, and led her into the church area.
The stigmata recurred from time to time, but soon stopped. Mo Qiong rubbed his eyes and began to focus on the internal intelligence of the church area.
The church area was full of temples, sanctuaries and monasteries.
Along the way, Mo Qiong looked around, recorded the routes and the locations of various buildings, and then sent them to Gou Ye and others to draw deployment maps.
"There are guards at every intersection here, remember these sentinels!"
"Tsk tsk, they are dressed like the Knights Templar, but they are holding automatic rifles..."
"Huh? The style of this gun is wrong, they designed it themselves. Enlarge the picture!"
"Ah! There is a painting of the air-conditioning god inside the muzzle! There is also a painting of the electric light god on the aiming lens!"
They soon discovered that the church area was full of weapons of faith, not just guns.
The walls, gates, and stone pillars were all embossed with statues of gods, and the entire church area was full of activation media for this pseudo-god power.
"Archbishop, this is the new priest seedling, Helen. She has three thousand piety!" Fei Bo led Mo Qiong to a side hall that looked like an operating room and said respectfully.
An old man in a golden robe in the hall seemed to have been notified in advance, and was supported by two female priests to sit on a chair.
The old man's eyes were hollowed out, looking very scary, and he wore an iron crown on his head. In the center of the crown was not a gem, but a vivid eyeball.
"Helen, take off your clothes." Fei Bo said, opened the cabinet next to him, and took out a set of dissection tools.
"???" Mo Qiong took off his clothes without any defense, but he was very strange in his heart.
He glanced at the crown on the archbishop's head, which was obviously a containment object.
Then, he heard the old man say: "Good boy, show your heart to God."
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P.S: Sorry. Tomorrow is also three updates. I was sick two days ago, and I got better today. I vomited everything I ate, and I felt that my body was hollowed out.