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At this moment, many homeless people gathered in Lieyang Square.

"Lord, please give us holy water!"

"Lord, please give us bread!"

"Lord, please reward us with copper coins!"

"Lord, please give us lucrative jobs..."

A faint wailing sound echoed in Lieyang Square.

This group of ragged homeless people lined up like a long queue and gathered at the entrance of Lieyang Church.

They had not eaten for many days, they were hungry, and their bodies smelled like mold.

It can be seen that under the bloody light of their blackened skin, there seems to be squirming insect shadows.

Chenxi frowned. She found that there were more and more people gathering near Lieyang Church recently.

It's a bit like returning to the past when the Xijiang River pollution incident happened...

However, most homeless people become unemployed because of unemployment.

They have lost their stable jobs and can only rely on prayers to receive relief food support.

However, Lieyang Church was in a turbulent state amid the previous waves of impact and had not yet stabilized.

Since the pollution incident disappeared, they have stopped distributing relief food to these homeless people.

But there is still a steady stream of people arriving here.

Just because yesterday, a kind-hearted nun couldn't bear it, so she secretly divided her piece of bread and threw it into the group of homeless people. It was quickly eaten away, not even the crumbs were left.

After this, these homeless people suddenly thought that their prayers were accepted by the gods.

They even more happily squatted at the door of the church, praying to God for bread to fall again.

Because of her kindness, the nun was punished by the bishop to face the wall and think about her fault, and deducted one day's food as punishment.

Chen Xi has been feeling very depressed recently.

These dirty tramps kept gathering outside the church. Even though everyone was hungry and didn't even have the strength to speak, they could only make weak prayers. However, the population was so overwhelming that every tramp could not stand it. Han only needs to rub his vocal cords slightly to make a little sound, which is grouped together in pieces. The sound is like countless ants rubbing against the window outside the door, which makes people feel uneasy.

Her practice of the astral body has hit a bottleneck in the past few days. Coupled with these noisy sounds, it is even more difficult for her to sit still and still, and her practice progress has also been delayed.

If that's all, then Chen Xi can surround his room and set up spiritual walls to isolate the sounds from outside so as not to disturb his self-cultivation.

But in the past few days, some homeless people have eaten some leopard bile. From time to time, they organize people to try to climb in through the windows of the church and the back garden. Once these things happen, the bishop will let himself go in the name of the saint. Make speeches outside to calm the mood.

...After all, if thousands of homeless people rush forward at all costs, even with the power of the Sun Church, it will be difficult to resist so many homeless people.

At the same time, if too many casualties are caused on a large scale and killed all at once, then such a huge corpse may be used as formation materials for some evil rituals, and the consequences may be more serious.

In this regard, the Bishop of El-Melloi has issued an order prohibiting the burning of these homeless people in the name of the Lord of the Burning Sun, lest they destroy their faith in the Lord.

Although Lieyang Church has a high prestige in this city, there are still some things that cannot be done casually.

Otherwise... you will have to bear extremely terrible consequences!

Chenxi sighed, thinking that this might be an equivalent, right?

at this time.

In the sky above Lieyang Square, the melodious sound of the flute floated.

The sound of the flute seems to carry hope, making people feel that there seems to be a future of work ahead, waiting for them.

When the tramps heard the singing, they immediately stood up collectively and walked out of the square.

In an instant, the crowded Lieyang Square became much cooler.

"What's happening here?"

When Chen Xi witnessed this miraculous scene, she couldn't help but froze on the spot, feeling a little incredible.

Suddenly, she felt that the sound of the flute sounded familiar, and she immediately thought of something.

"Did the big boss take action?"

So many homeless people have left.

But...where will they go in the future?

But in any case, it is a very good thing that these guys should not show up at the door of the church and disturb their practice.

Thinking of this, Chen Xi immediately took out his bloody phone and sent a message to Chen Ye.

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At noon, the outermost edge of Lieyang Square.

Countless homeless people lined up in a long line, marching through Mink Street toward the Manufacturing Association.

The mob organization dormant near Mink Street was immediately frightened.

Under normal circumstances, if they see passing aboriginal people, they will definitely want to rob them.

However, the footsteps of these tens of thousands of homeless people walking on the streets were as dull as the thunder of iron cavalry.

In this case, any guy without eyes who dares to provoke a team of this size is looking for death!

Many mob leaders acted like they were dead and mute today, canceling all their schedules and staying in their lairs, not daring to go out.

Chen Ye's figure lurked in the shadows, playing the flute while infusing it with spiritual power, controlling the group of homeless people and heading to the Manufacturing Association.

He planned to send this labor force to Tang Wu to complete the repair task of Xijiang Wharf with the Poseidon.

"Ding!"

At this moment, Chen Ye heard a crisp message prompt, and the blood curtain in front of him reorganized, and then formed message text boxes one after another——

[Chen Xi: "Did you use music to attract the group of homeless people at the church door?\