Mystery Makes Me Strong

"But, the God of Darkness, can you give us strength?"

Someone asked cautiously.

"Of course." The man in the black cloak said sullenly, "Just face the shadows and dark places and pray. There is no need for a statue of fifty thousand gold dinars."

People don't understand the true meaning of "spectacle", they just think it is a strange ornamental building.

Hearing this, some bold people immediately began to pray.

"God of Darkness, please listen to my call, please give me strength so that I can get out of the cold basement and live in a big bright house, and I will have ten, no, a hundred beautiful maids to serve me." Someone said. opened the mouth.

The first person speaks, and the second speaks immediately.

Most people are like this, easy to waver, easy to convert.

"me too."

"me too."

The man in the black cloak smiled.

Sure enough, as he expected, these fragile, low-intelligence, dirty, and worm-like low-level beings, in order to survive, can wrong themselves into any appearance, selected by nature itself, the most adaptable population!

I don't know how long it has passed, and suddenly someone said: "I have a new arm, and my strength has also increased. I feel like I can kill a cow and overturn a car."

Everyone looked at it one after another, only to see that it was a thin one-armed man.

He has only one left arm, and everyone is not surprised by this, because missing arms and legs, missing hands and blind eyes is very common.

Fatigue work, if you are not careful, you will be involved in the machine without protection measures.

However, at this time, on his vacant right arm, a new arm that was as black as ink, greasy and smooth, and covered with swollen blisters suddenly grew!

No, it can't be said to be an arm, it doesn't look like a human.

But who it looks like, I'm sorry, with the experience of these workers, I really can't recognize it.

After all, most of them have never eaten seafood.

A worker who was a fisherman suddenly shouted: "This, this is, the arm of the king's thief!"

"Yes," the man in the black cloak laughed. "The light made you lose an arm, so the darkness found you a new one among countless creatures. Are you satisfied?"

"I, I'm satisfied, but I don't know if my maids will be satisfied in the future?" the skinny man said excitedly.

While talking excitedly, he used his new arm to lift a strong man next to him.

The new arm was wrapped around the opponent's body, like a python, so scared that the strong man dared not move!

Slowly, more and more people have obtained the gift of darkness!

First the handicapped, then the skinny, and finally the strong!

They shouted for joy, they were crazy, and their worship of darkness reached its peak!

Darkness, only darkness, will give power to each of them directly, unlike light, where power will only be taken away by kings, nobles, and bosses!

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Unbeknownst to the workers, another force is also at work.

"I can't go on like this!"

"Believers worship God's statues hard and produce countless bright and warm powers, but they are not used to improve their lives. This is unfair and violates God's will!"

Priest Laurent, who was born in a noble family, was also born to a maid, but he was very smart when he was five years old, and he often got 100 points in the exams organized by the gentlemen.

So he was left behind to be credited in the genealogy as the lord's fifteenth official son.

But unlike others, he still has a conscience.

This is probably because he was bullied since he was a child.

The sons of the master's wife, who have a huge family influence, no matter they are smart or stupid, beautiful or ugly, they must be the first in line of succession.

Those people still treat him like a servant, because he has good grades, and every time he comes out of the exam, he is beaten, and they threaten him not to pass the exam.

But his mother told him that if he failed the exam, he would not be beaten by these little guys who couldn't beat people to death, but he would be beaten by the society, which would really kill people.

"Okay, there are no nobles and lords who built wonders. Even if those poor ghosts worshiped gods all their lives, they would not be able to generate a little power. They can get dry bread to survive, instead of eating it like the famines in the east, south, and north. This is the greatest justice for them!" Another noble priest said disdainfully.

"But they will resist! According to the records in the past three years, the number of worker riots has increased by 200% every year! That's right, you read that right, the number of riots is doubling every year! Everyone has studied mathematics, How terrible it would be to know how to keep turning twice!" Priest Laurent roared.

He still has a conscience, but the fundamental reason for speaking out for the workers is to maintain a stable society, so that he can live in peace in his 200-square-meter high-end apartment under the service of three maids.

"Hmph, let the king and the nobles suppress it. The king occupies one-tenth of the divine power, and the workers are under their direct management." The noble priests still dismissed it with arrogance.

In his view, the resistance of those workers was meaningless.

If there is no divine power, maybe they can overthrow the king and nobles by virtue of their numbers, but not now.

One god knight of the king can suppress a thousand people!

And their strongest guardian Templars can suppress 10,000 people alone!

What about those workers?

"Wait, I also support giving those workers some good living conditions, at least allowing them to complete the normal family succession." Another female priest stood up.

"Thank you for your support, Bishop Catherine." Priest Laurent thanked him.

"No, the reason for my support is that the reproduction speed of those noble lords is too slow, and the quality is getting worse and worse, and the scientific community has already researched that inbreeding will cause population degradation..." Bishop Catherine said lightly.

"Yes, I support the bishop's opinion. The spread of believers is too slow. We have conquered all the land we can see, but there are still too few believers. We need more land and more people."

"That's right, divine power is too great. We have discovered more and more uses for it. It can create things out of thin air, make us immortal, and span the void... But all of these require a huge reserve of divine power, and men are also very Importantly, the reproduction speed of a noble lord is not as good as that of many people after all."

Everyone supported.

"Wait, you are wrong again!" The noble priest just stood up suddenly and shouted loudly.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with the logic of giving the workers better living conditions, allowing them to have more children, and provide us with more divine power?" Someone dissatisfied.

"Of course there is a problem. Do you think that people with good living conditions will have more children? Hahaha, that's totally wrong!"

"It's impossible, life is good, why not give birth?"

"It's very simple. When life is good, you will enjoy it yourself, instead of having more children to divide your own enjoyment! This is human nature, despicable human nature. I saw the future through prophecy! In that future, people eat nothing at all every day There is endless food, and they have to worry about their obese bodies every day, but they don't have children, or only one or two..." The noble priest sneered.

It turned out that he was not opposed to improving the living conditions of the workers simply out of arrogance.

Everyone was stunned and expressed their incomprehension.

"How is this possible, and people still worry about obesity? With so much food, why don't they have children?"

"It's hard to understand. Since the food can't be eaten, why don't you have ten or eight children, no, at least twenty! A woman will give birth to one child a year from the age of 16, with occasional breaks, until she is 45 years old!"