Roman Slave Owner

Chapter 174: True God Paper

This process, called degumming, makes the raw material fibrous.

Some slaves have fished it out, washed it, chopped it up and pounded it.

The fiber is broomified, and this step has already become pulp.

Then it is infiltrated into water to become a slurry, and then the slurry is scooped out with a water-seeking paper scoop (bamboo mat), so that the pulp is interwoven into a thin sheet of wet paper on the scoop.

At the beginning, these slaves were not skilled in technology, and they were either thin or thick.

Yellowed papers were pasted on the bluestone one by one.

Due to the warmer weather, it didn't take long for the paper to dry out.

No matter how papermaking changes, it is always inseparable from these four processes.

The slaves happily handed over the yellowed paper to Li Wei, and then looked at him with admiration.

These slaves are the ones who know Li Wei's skills best. Sugar making, spirit making, steel sword making, large glass and paper making, there is almost nothing he can't do.

"These are all revelations from the true god, and I only understood them after receiving the teaching from the true god's dream."

Li Wei said with a stern face.

Now he is the only prophet of the Holy Cult, and also the last prophet. There will never be a prophet in the Holy Cult in the future, and of course he is the most powerful person in the Holy Cult.

Those slaves have awe on their faces, are these real?

Could it be that only Pangu is the true god?

Li Wei ignored them, left here with some papers, and then went to a completed small monastery.

Due to the rush of time, the scale of this monastery is not large, only covering an area of about 500 square meters.

Li Wei didn't want to turn Dragon City into a religious holy place. He planned to spend huge sums of money to build a towering and magnificent church in Capua, which should be the religious center of Rome.

Right here, a kind-hearted old man was waiting for him.

He was none other than Annius the Elder, the father of Annius.

Ever since he learned of the holy religion, Old Annius was among the first batch to apply to join the church and became the dean of the monastery, helping Li Wei train priests.

"Prophet, is this the paper you were talking about?"

Touching the papers, Old Annius said in surprise.

"No, this is not paper, this is true god paper, this is the paper that true god bestows on us."

Li Wei said with a serious face.

Old Annius immediately looked solemn, and then made the sign of the cross on his chest, "You're right, everything is a gift from the true God."

Li Wei gave a thumbs up secretly, the dean seems to be quite qualified.

Li Wei asked him to try this kind of real magic paper, and after using it, the old Annius found that the effect was really good.

And this kind of paper can be folded as you like, without worrying about the risk of breaking, it is many times stronger than papyrus.

"Is our "Holy Book" going to be copied on this kind of paper?"

Old Annius said excitedly.

"Scribing? No, this is too low-level. The true God told me that the "Holy Book" should be printed, and it should be printed with movable type.

Li Wei shook his head and said.

"What is typography?"

Old Annius said with a confused face.

He found that what Li Wei said was too profound, which made him unable to keep up with the rhythm at all.

"The true god pointed out my technique in the dream, and the true god blesses you."

Levi said.

Old Annius became more and more confused. He was the abbot of the monastery, why the true god didn't point him out.

"Is there really a true god in this world?"

asked old Annius.

"Of course I do. All my technologies, including sugar making, wine making, paper making, and glass improvement, are all guided by the true god. He is the only god in this world. He is benevolent, omniscient and omnipotent."

Li Wei said devoutly, "If you can't get the guidance of the true god, it can only prove that you are not devout enough."

Are you not religious enough? Old Annius thought suspiciously.

It's true, if you become a fanatic, can you get the guidance of the real god and make a fortune like the owner of the house?

Old Annius' eyes lit up immediately, and he said with great reverence: "May the true God forgive my sins. From now on, I will worship the true God wholeheartedly."

The corners of Li Wei's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that the only thing that could defeat the gods was money.

"When will the printing process be done?"

asked old Annius.

"One month. In the past two years, we will do our best to train missionaries. We need them to preach."

Levi said.

"Okay, does the True God have any special instructions for preaching?"

asked old Annius.

Li Wei was silent for a while, and then said something that was regarded as a classic by the congregation of later generations.

"The countryside surrounds the city."

This is the path taken by the Catholic Church in later generations to occupy Rome, and it is also the path taken by a certain country in later generations to seize power, and it may even be...

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*** Time flies, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye, a village near Preninest.

Memius was cutting some fences, and since Levi had allocated the land for them, he had also been allocated a large piece of land.

He and many of his comrades were allotted here, occupying what was originally Samni land.

Thanks to the good money he made in Africa, and the addition of two slaves to his family, a wife and three children, he was doing very well.

Holding these fences, he walked towards his home. There were children laughing and playing from time to time along the way, and there was a peaceful scene everywhere.

At this moment, a young man in a black robe came out from next door to his house, and his friend Rufus held the young man's hand and expressed his gratitude.

Rufus, his comrade in arms, had a handicap in that arm after being pierced by a javelin in a fight.

Fortunately, there are slaves farming the land, so life is still decent.

The identity of that black-robed youth is very special. A year ago, Li Wei funded the construction of a church and school in their village. That black-robed youth, Longus, is both the priest of this church and the principal of that school.

In order to quickly promote the holy religion, Li Wei decided to take the dual route of church and school, starting from the baby.

The Romans respected the religions of all nations very much, so they did not make any waves in this village.

After Longus came here, he was very enthusiastic to help those lonely old people, and gave the villagers some gifts from time to time. Many villagers liked him very much. In addition, he was the principal of the only primary school in the village. Old people and poor villagers have all converted to that so-called holy religion.

Longus bids farewell to Rufus, just in time to spot Memius.

"Hello, Memius."

Longus greeted very warmly.

"Hello, Reverend Father."

Memius said respectfully.

He respects the clergy very much, even if he doesn't believe in any so-called true god.

"We have a meeting at church tomorrow, do you want to come?"

Longus asked.

"I'm sorry, I have work to do tomorrow."

Memius said.

"It's such a pity, I welcome you anytime."

Longus said regretfully.