Blackstone Code

The old priest left everything behind and came to the Federation, all he wanted was to start a new life.

Nagaril is no longer the Nagaril of their time. The situation will only get worse if they stay here. In the end, they may be pulled out as nails. It is better to leave early.

At least, he didn't come empty-handed, he also had several tons of gold, which was enough for him to live a very good life here.

After chatting with Drago, he walked up to Lynch. Lynch stretched out his hand and the two shook hands, but it was obvious that their relationship was not as good as Drago's relationship with the old priest.

At least they hugged each other, while Lynch married him with a simple handshake.

"How are you going to arrange for me?" the old priest asked directly. He also looked around, "I haven't seen my child yet."

Lynch explained casually, "I informed him that he is preaching today, so he will have to come later. Before that, I will take you around."

The old priest seemed relieved. Rika was his child, or so he thought.

There are about a dozen priests who claim to be his children in the temple. The way Nagalir's local religion is passed down is very special.

They will go to various cities, towns and villages to select saints. These saints selected from everywhere will serve all the priests and high priests in the temple.

In later years, at the age of twenty, these holy women would be sent home, if they were not pregnant.

If someone is pregnant, the child born will be the next generation of priests. These saints will also receive compensation with these children, but in the end most of them will still have to leave the temple, for example, when the children grow up after.

Because of the special nature of this inheritance, no one knows whether the child a certain saint is pregnant with and gives birth to is his or her own child, so strictly speaking, they do not call each other father and son, but by their status within the religion. .

But aside from this layer of identity, everyone will still make some inner judgments based on the appearance of the next generation of priests when they grow up.

For example, the high priest's younger son Rika felt that this younger son looked very similar to himself when he was young, so he firmly believed that this was his real child.

He only sent Rika to the Federation, while the other children stayed in the Federation and continued to work in the promising job of priests.

When people get old, their lifelong beliefs and beliefs are gone, and their desires and emotions return. Naturally, they hope that their children can be by their side.

Hearing that Rika was preaching, the old priest was obviously very pleased. At least he was not doing nothing here.

It would be nice to be able to preach and have something to do. People always have to have someone to rely on, and he knows this better than anyone else.

As for the results of preaching or work, they are not that important.

As he spoke, Lynch invited the old priest to get in the car. He wanted to take him around the city and then let him settle down.

People like the old priest might be useful at some point. Coupled with his special status, the people from the Security Committee had already followed him from the moment he boarded the ship in Nagaril. .

It was unlikely that he would live anywhere else, and his sensitive identity was destined to live only in Bupen, under federal surveillance.

The old priest has long been psychologically prepared for the prosperity of the Federation, but obviously those preparations are still not enough. He cannot really come here and experience the life here. He will never understand why some people are willing to abandon everything and even their families. Come and live in the Federation.

"I have deposited your gold in the bank..." Sitting in the car, Lynch talked about the gold ingots sent by the old priest.

Nagaril's religion advocates gold, so from the royal family to the common people who can't afford to eat, they are willing to sell their children in exchange for money to buy gold objects to offer to the gods.

The purpose of doing this is actually not that pure. Only by doing this will the gods let them have a good pregnancy. In the final analysis, it is for themselves.

This also allowed priests everywhere to have an astonishing number of gold products in their hands. Lynch's manager Asl opened a factory for extracting gold with chemical reagents at his home.

They would buy those in the temple that were mixed with gold powder and paint and painted on the surface of the vessels as gold vessels, which were also the lowest-grade gold vessels.

Gold is extracted from it and then sold to the public. Their business has never stopped for even a day due to insufficient supply!

Lynch had seen the old priest's collection at that time, which was a mountain of various gold vessels piled up.

They were randomly beaten and piled together in an impressive and unforgettable way.

Now the price of gold per ton in the international market has exceeded two million, and the old priest's family fortune is a little over fifteen million.

No matter where this money is placed in any country, it can be said to be very rich.

Hearing Lynch talk about the gold, the old priest's attention returned to the car. He looked at Lynch, waiting for him to continue.

"Federal people also like gold very much, but people don't use gold as currency. I will help you convert the gold into cash at the current gold price and store it in a bank account."

"Do you want me to explain to you what a bank account is?"

The old priest smiled and shook his head, "I understand. Don't think of me as someone who doesn't know anything. I understand this!"

Lynch took out a voucher from his pocket and handed it over, "This is the account voucher. You can use this to modify the contents of your account at any Jinhui Bank."

"This is also necessary to process cash checks and transfer checks from banks. In the federation, checks are very important."

The old priest heard something strange. He actually had some questions, but he didn't ask them.

His identity has allowed him to act as the omniscient and omnipotent agent over the years. He is the incarnation of God in the human world. Anyone can be confused and understand something, but he cannot.

These things are difficult to change in a short time, and he has to adapt.

After walking around, everyone had a meal in the restaurant. It was obvious that the old priest was a little uncomfortable with using knives and forks and sitting at the table to eat. Mr. Drago had completely adapted to it.

He is more like a federal person than a federal person because he has money. Having money in the federation means that everything he does is right. This is precisely the kind of person he is.

He would occasionally tell the old priest some anecdotes about life here and trivial matters in life. Generally speaking, he was helping Lynch to appease the old priest's emotions.

After eating, Lynch sent the old priest back to meet his son. Before the old priest left the car, Lynch held his hand.

"Don't tell your son how much money you have, at least not right away, you know what I mean?"

The old priest was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, but soon seemed to become cloudy again.

He nodded, "I'm not stupid...", and after a moment of silence, he said, "Thank you for reminding me."

Lynch let go of his hand, "You are very cooperative with me. I regard you as my friend. You treat friends differently from enemies. You will understand what I mean."

"Call me if you have anything..."

Lynch said goodbye to the car and slowly left the villa area. The old priest standing aside had a slightly strange expression. He touched the bracelet on his wrist, which was given to him by his "father" when he was in his twenties. For him.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard Rika's voice, "Welcome, father!"

He was wearing a... very strange outfit. The cuffs and collar were all tightly together. It was slightly lighter than pure black, with a little more cyan. This made him look like a very serious person, and quite... of maturity.

There was a smile on the old priest's face and he hugged him. Then the old priest saw more people in the room.

"Let me introduce you. These are my good friends and God's people. They have always been looking forward to meeting you."

There were more than a dozen people in the room, all of whom were young, both male and female. There was something in their eyes that the old priest was very familiar with, that was a kind of fanaticism.

This kind of fanaticism also existed in the eyes of the believers in Nagaril, and even in the eyes of the old priests for a long time.

Some people think this is their piety, but it’s not, at least not entirely.

The only thing they were pious about was the gods in the illusion and their own indifference. The old priest knew this situation better than anyone else. They were poisoned!

There are many magical things in nature that are hallucinogenic.

The burning of incense in the local religion of Nagaril contains these ingredients. The core reason why each generation of high priests is inherited is the burning of incense.

Their specially made incense allows people to see the gods, hear what the gods say to them, and feel the greatness of the gods.

But in the final analysis, every high priest knows very well that those who fanatically say they want to see the gods again actually just want to bathe in incense and play with the little people in the incense.

After briefly greeting everyone, Rika sent the old priest to the second floor.

Later, after all the people downstairs had left, Rika found the old priest who was watching TV.

His ability to adapt to his new life is much higher than Lynch imagined. At least he knows how to turn on the TV and find what he wants to watch.

Is it simple?

No, at least 37% of people in the Federation cannot use remote controls correctly. This is not a simple thing!

"It's nice to see you. Are things over there all over?" Rika walked in, sat on a chair, and asked casually, as if chatting.

The old priest lowered his voice and nodded, "Everything is over."

Rika nodded. He was a little confused about how to proceed, but finally asked, "Did you come here empty-handed?"

After he said it, he felt that the statement was too blunt, and immediately added, "I mean, did you bring anything else?"