Step into the door slowly.
The passage between the two worlds is like a wave of water, sending out ripples after Chu An enters.
Every step felt like stepping into a sticky swamp.
A few minutes later, Chu An, who successfully entered the door, stepped onto the ground paved with stone bricks.
Standing there, the two looked at each other and nodded in greeting.
Looking at the temple-like building in the distance, Chu An just looked around briefly, with a calm expression on his poker-like face, as if he was not surprised by the scene here.
The temple is huge, and the towering dome is covered with colorful paintings.
The bluestone floor tiles and holy white walls look a bit ethereal.
Just like a medieval church, the pattern painted on the dome looks like an oil painting. From the picture, one can clearly see that it is Lin An's figure.
Under the deconstruction of religion, the scenes that once appeared in Lin An were given a sacred meaning. Even the original scene of the "trial" of the nobles in Polaka was painted as a miracle, occupying the highest point of the dome.
And at the far end are four huge stone statues.
The central stone sculpture is Lin An with open arms, wearing a white robe and smiling like a holy spirit.
On the huge altar base made of gold and gems, white candlelight made his image extremely tall and mysterious.
At first glance, it actually gives people a feeling of kindness.
Absurd, weird.
Under the hands of a devout sculptor, Lin An himself probably did not expect that he would be fictionalized into such an image.
On both sides of "his" giant statue are giant bears like guardians and Gao Tian holding a bow.
The giant silver bear roared forward, while Gao Tian was carved into a sharp-eyed warrior.
As for Mo Ling, the statue is the smallest and is placed behind Lin An.
With her hands clasped together in fists, her image seems to have been distorted by believers into a representation of the "Lamb".
I don’t know if she has never shown any special abilities, but she has been shaped by the teachings into a protected "saint".
Footsteps echoed.
Chu An walked a few steps closer and looked away.
Here is the former copy of the amoeba.
Of course, it is now dubbed Ling'an World by Klein.
At ten times the speed of time, the surviving humans after the final battle quickly multiplied and multiplied.
Under Klein's special methods, the population increased rapidly.
The entire world has formed a new social system based on the sect that Lin An inadvertently left behind.
The integration of politics and religion has created the largest “Kingdom of God” on earth in history.
...
Ignoring the fanatical looks, Chu An spread his hands and directly handed the psychic mother seed in his hand to Klein.
"according to rules."
"You help me cultivate the crops, and I will open the channel for you."
"If nothing happens, don't disturb me. I will stay here for a while."
Keep your words short and get to the point.
Standing opposite each other, Klein couldn't help but feel helpless as he listened to Chu An's cold tone.
"You are treating me as a tool..."
"Can't you have a nicer attitude? We can be considered friends after all, right?"
"friend?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu An glanced at Klein expressionlessly and replied softly:
"We're just using each other."
"You want to open the passage, and I need you to provide food, that's all."
Listening to Chu An's straightforward words, a wry smile appeared on Klein's face and he didn't care.
He was used to this poker face's irritating way of speaking.
"Fine."
"Are you staying here to study amoeba?"
"To be honest, I'm curious why you don't transport supplies directly from here."
"You know, as long as I want, I can make this continent full of food~"
After receiving the female seed, Klein looked up and down at Chu An, obviously very curious about the answer to the question.
From the moment Chu An contacted him and told him that he needed a large amount of food in exchange for their cooperation, he took the initiative to propose this.
But for some reason, Chu An didn't agree, and instead went through a lot of trouble to come over.
Withdrawing his arm, Chu An lifted the frame slightly and frowned slightly:
"You have too many questions."
"Things taken out from here do not have system-specific markings. If there are too many, they will be detected by it."
"Once the detection is triggered, you and I will both die."
"As for the amoeba thing, it has nothing to do with you."
Listening to Chu An's brief reply, Klein's eyes flashed and he suddenly fell silent for a moment.
Is that so?
No wonder this guy did this...
But after he heard the word system, a flash of fear suddenly flashed in his eyes.
After reluctantly accepting the answer, Klein looked miserable and sighed:
"Damn system..."
"But having said that, if you want to study amoeba, I do have a lot of information."
As he spoke, he turned around and pointed back, and glanced meaningfully at Colonel Chu:
"I added a lot of things to them according to your needs..."
"This is quite an interesting masterpiece."
With a proud tone, Klein didn't care at all about saying the word masterpiece in front of the enthusiastic crowd.
As if he didn't care what the group heard.
Behind him, tens of thousands of believers were densely packed and watched excitedly as Klein pointed at them. They also didn't care about his attitude towards objects in his words.
It's like, it's an honor to be pointed at.
Shaking his head slightly, Chu An's expression remained unchanged:
"No need."
"Does your information refer to yourself?"
"If you're bored, you can make more of yourself."
After Chu An finished speaking, he walked towards the crowd, leaving a slightly stunned Klein alone.
"This guy..."
Shaking his head, Klein put away the excess emotions on his face and looked at Chu An's back. For some reason, he chuckled.
It turns out that he already knew that I was a bug...
....
Walking through the enthusiastic crowd, the pace is slow.
Under the spotlight of everyone, Chu An has reached the end of the church.
When he was about to leave, he paused and suddenly stopped in front of a middle-aged man wearing a white sacrificial robe.
Seeing Chu An stop, unlike the other people kneeling on the ground, this middle-aged man's clothes were obviously much more gorgeous.
He held a short white-gold staff and held a silver book in his right hand, dressed like a pope.
The two looked at each other, and the middle-aged man was suddenly shaken, and he opened his mouth with an extremely excited expression, wanting to say something.
But whether he didn't dare or didn't know what to say, the thin middle-aged man's mouth trembled, and the scepter in his left hand turned blue.
His hair was gray, and he spoke tremblingly:
"you.."
"Are you...!!?"
Looking at the pope who wanted to say something but was so excited that he couldn't help himself, Chu An nodded slightly:
"Yes, I'm here on his behalf."
The voice was very soft, but it was like thunder in the ears of the middle-aged man.
An ordinary sentence, but in an instant he was so excited that his eyes turned red.
Looking into Chu An's eyes, His Majesty the Pope could no longer control his emotions:
"As expected...as expected! The Lord has not abandoned us!"
"Lord Lin An... No! Lord God..."
"Is he okay? Will he come to our place again?"
“Does the Lord have any will!?”
Asked many questions in succession.
As the Pope's voice sounded, countless believers in the hall trembled at the same time. They did not dare to look back, but they were extremely pious and wanted to hear every next word of An.
On both sides of the temple, four priests with solemn faces and scrolls in their hands stared at Chu An. The quill in his right hand turned blue and his fingertips trembled.
In their eyes, Chu An at this time is the most noble person in the world, the representative of Lin An.
Every word spoken by the divine messengers must be recorded for future generations.
Looking at the excited Pope, the original indifferent expression on Chu An's face was replaced by a gentle smile:
"Will do."
"But maybe it won't be long before the Lord needs you to fight for Him..."
After saying that, Chu An nodded and left.
Looking at Chu An's leaving figure, the pope, who was known as the highest authority in the continent and had been in contact with the gods, was stunned for a moment, then nodded excitedly.
The rickety body tried to straighten up.
Taking a deep breath, he faced tens of thousands of fanatic believers, suddenly raised the scepter in his hand, and shouted loudly with a solemn expression:
"Do you hear that!? Lambs of my Lord!"
"The Supreme One who once redeemed the world has issued a new revelation! Lord! We are needed!"
"For Ling'an!"
The Pope’s shouts with all his strength echoed in the temple.
In an instant, countless equally fanatical shouts sounded at the same time, which were the shouts of all fanatical believers as if they were being honored:
"For Ling'an!"
“All glory to Ling’an!”
“All glory to Ling’an!”
...
Over and over again, amid the roar of the mountain and the tsunami, the pope holding the scepter subconsciously looked back and saw that the clerk not far away was writing quickly.
Under the dome, on the pure white statue, the smile became more and more sacred.
In a daze, he seemed to remember the day he saw God for the first time.
...
In the corner of the temple, a female priest draped in white gauze looked silently at the pope who led the believers in chanting.
Or.
Lemmings.
