My Little Country

Outside the window, the inner and outer urban areas are quite distinct.

Compared with Gus and others in the wooden house.

People who can live in stone buildings in the city are undoubtedly much happier.

However, after Xiao Yu flew over, he found that the residents of the city looked unhappy.

They live equally cautiously, and because they are worried that external forces will destroy their hard-won little happiness.

They also have to be cautious when providing services to the upper echelons and be careful with their colleagues.

In order to avoid being careless, his work would be replaced by his younger son.

When they wake up every day, they have to worry about whether letters from their employers will suddenly appear in the mailbox.

I deeply regret that this opening text is a nightmare for countless people in the city.

"Deeply regretful."

"Because of funding problems, Bode Castle has filed for bankruptcy protection."

"We regret to inform you that you have been fired."

"With the letter there is a compensation equivalent to your ten days of work."

"I wish you a new job in ten days."

"Thanks, Lord of the Spiral!"

Early in the morning, the sky just got dark.

Ron, the slender gardener, saw the letter he didn't want to see in the mailbox.

"How could this be?"

Ron rubbed his few hairs.

At the age of twenty, relying on this job in the city, he had met several loved ones in the church early on and raised five children.

There are no schools in the city.

Most of the knowledge is held by the church.

The rest are also the family heirs of each family, their trump cards left in the city.

Similar to the rules of not passing down the daughter-in-law and passing down the daughter-in-law, they are all basic operations.

The Ron family are gardeners.

His grandfather is, his father is, he is, and his son will be in the future.

Ron considered that he would only pass on his handcraft to the smartest child.

For others, I can only ask for blessings.

Perhaps they can be lucky enough to be selected to go overseas or even serve the church.

Although, the priests of the church have heard that in order to get closer to the gods and understand God's will, they must first castrate themselves before joining.

But this problem is obviously not a problem.

Wait until death to return to the embrace of the Lord of Spiral.

That thing will definitely come back, right?

Ron didn't dare to ask the priest these questions, but he guessed that it should be like this, and told his children so that they might one day have a chance but give up because of fear of part of the body.

It's just that Ron couldn't stop others, he taught himself for a long time or passed it on to other children.

After all, there are more and more people who can garden, but the aristocratic masters and churches who need this craft are limited.

Naturally, the job is getting harder and harder to find, and being fired is almost equivalent to a lifetime sentence.

"Cough cough cough!"

Fear, fear, Ron's face was so pale, and the cold wind blew.

He coughed.

Covered his mouth and coughed for a while.

Ron found a lot of blood in his palm.

He frowned, but he didn't care much.

Since the air in the sky has become more and more choking, people coughing and bleeding abound.

The church explained it.

The deterioration of the air is the test of the Lord of the Spiral to these despicable people.

Not only here, but also in other cities.

Ron was deeply impressed by this explanation.

He has heard the history of the mainland recited by priests.

Smart, he is keenly aware that there are many more people today than they were a thousand years ago.

There are so many competitors for God's grace. As a god, how can you not raise the threshold and increase the difficulty of the exam?

Thinking of this, Ron took a few deep breaths of choking air, his face kept calm.

With savings, Ron can still support fifteen days.

He walked out of the block non-stop, hoping to find a new job in these fifteen days.

Xiao Yu clung to Ron's shoulders and entered the city with him.

The street is fairly clean, it can be seen that someone cleaned it.

Then... it's the building.

Haha, you can really see the inscription mark of the spiral church everywhere.

Xiao Yu looked around and saw in his heart, the structure of this city and this continent became more and more clear.

Gus at the bottom, Ron at the middle.

All are filled with large puzzle pieces.

Next.

Xiao Yu looked at a church.

The priests in the church are working hard to stand outside the door, praying for some frustrated people and soothing their hearts.

From Ron’s dream, Xiao Yu already knew that these frustrated people would soon roll up their bedding and go to work with their families.

Glancing at the priest.

Upon seeing it with his own eyes, Xiao Yu was convinced that these priests really had no clue.

This reminded Xiao Yu of the priests in the city of Holy Lord in the real world.

I heard that among the well-known archbishops of the city of the Holy Lord, there is no shortage of them.

It is said that another is because they were caught doing those shameful things, and then the villagers rushed to help the archbishop who was still a priest to complete the most important step and broke the handle.

As a result, the archbishop got the spiritual sublimation after he lost the handle, so he devoted himself to studying theology. In the end, he was promoted to the archbishop without relying on relationships, and he was able to retain his name.

As a result, a castrationist emerged from Europa, who strongly agreed with this view.

Judging from the historical records, there are many talkers, but few people actually take action.

It is really not as good as the spiral churches on this continent.

Take a look at others and do it yourself.

Everyone has no handle and can devote himself to the gods.

Consider carefully.

Xiao Yu didn't go to find the priest, but was attached to a luxurious carriage in a turning area.

In the carriage, was a middle-aged man with a mustache and bright eyes.

In this continent, the fact of being able to reach middle age shows that this person's identity is extraordinary.

After a while, Xiao Yu also understood the identity of this new target.

Lord Hull.

One of the old nobles in this city.

One tenth of the black stone factories on the periphery are his industry or closely related to his industry.

People live a long time, they think more.

The same goes for the wise creatures in this secret realm.

Growing up in this city, watching the city repeat its operations unchangingly, like a behemoth that devours human lives and creates despair.

Lord Hull, has been suspicious of everything around him.

He always feels.

This world shouldn't be like this.

Everyone should not be so depressed and numb.

He was talented, and every time he looked up at the stars, he would only feel heavy inexplicably.

I think of the numb people he saw when he visited.

"The Lord of Spiral will give everyone happiness."

Every time Lord Hull thought of this, he would immediately pinch the disc seal on his chest and silently repeat the prayers of the priests to hypnotize himself.

"Pouch."

"Can the world after death really become happy?"

Hearing the voice of the upper class, Xiao Yu moved slightly, and suddenly something came out of his mind.

Lord Hull stiffened suddenly in the carriage.

I subconsciously wanted to ask, but thought of something and closed my mouth, pretending that nothing happened.

This calm and cautiousness made Lord Hull's impression in Xiao Yu's eyes, a little higher.

Click.

The carriage returned to the castle in the city.

Lord Hull slowly got out of the carriage.

Glanced at the neighbor's fort.

It was a white fortress building one level larger than Lord Hull's castle.

Originally owned by an old earl, he later became a new viscount.

Today, the viscount went bankrupt, and went straight away, becoming a deacon in a workshop of Lord Hull.

The frustration of these nobles has been alerting Lord Hull.

Let him dare not care at all, let alone do things according to his heart.

He knows very well that if he is not careful, he may lose everything and go to the bottom to work in a desperate manner.

I may not worry about hunger and thirst, but the next generation is just like those numb workers.

Therefore, even during the inspection, I touched my heart and sighed that the people under him were really tired and bitter.

He might be able to contribute a little bit.

But also quickly dismissed the idea.

The church's purchases will not buy their own goods at a fair price because of his kindness.

They only need the lowest price while still meeting the quality needs.

The status quo is the best solution currently known under such rules.

A better solution depends on which talented factory owner discovers a more efficient means of squeezing labor, and then everyone follows up together.

Those who fail to do so, or fail to learn the essence, will go bankrupt and be acquired by other companies.

Lord Hull knew the logic very well.

Thinking more deeply, he knew that such a gameplay was definitely unsustainable!

In the end, everything will fall apart.

He, and other colleagues, none of them can escape the flood of the crash!

Faintly, Lord Hull had an illusion.

He suspects that these nobles, in the world after death, will also be implicated because of this collapse.

This is what Lord Hull is most worried about.

Lord Hull also wanted to break free from this world that would surely end if it continued.

Unfortunately, he can't do it!

Even a noble, a very successful noble, Lord Hull can only follow the trend like a gear.

Bang bang bang.

After Lord Hull returned to his castle, he speeded up a little anxiously.

He held back the servants, returned to his room, and after making a pot of black tea for himself, he waited.

Xiao Yu smiled slightly, and easily dragged Lord Hull into the dream world.

Lord Hull just felt a flower before his eyes.

Next breath.

He saw himself sitting in a pavilion in the big flowery garden.

On the marble table in the pavilion, there is a pot of flower tea.

The scent of tea secreted one's heart and lungs, causing Lord Hull to slightly open his mouth, feeling that this was a taste he had never felt before.

"Try it, it's good for your soul."

Xiao Yu transformed into a Qingyun sword immortal, and came to Lord Hull with a kindly smile, and sat in front of Lord Hull.

Lord Hull looked at Qingyun Sword Immortal, surprised at the other's good looks.

Looking around again, he sat down, took a sip, and whispered:

"Are you... the messenger of the Spiral Lord?"

"messenger?"

"Ah!"

Xiao Yu showed white teeth.

"I dare not be the messenger of such false gods."

"No, it shouldn't be a false god."

"This kind of act of playing with the soul and blaspheming the soul is clearly an evil god."

Xiao Yu said with emotion.

The word Cthulhu made Lord Hull's eyes widened.

In the language of this continent, in fact, there are no such words as evil gods and false gods.

However, with Xiao Yu's mental power, it was easy for the other person to know the meaning of these new words.

Because of this, Lord Hull soon wanted to understand everything.

He was trembling a little and got goose bumps all over.

Then, he whimpered:

"Evil... Cthulhu?"

"You mean that the Lord of the Spiral is fake, and those priests lied to us?"

"No, that's not right, those priests may also be poor people who were deceived, we... the whole world was deceived?"

Xiao Yu didn't say much.

But smart people, can always rely on a few words to fill your brain with a whole cause and effect.

This is why Xiao Yu likes to deal with such smart people.

Save trouble, and let the other party help you make up for loopholes in your speech.

"I can show you the reality of this world."

"Just, do you dare to watch?"

Xiao Yu looked at Lord Hull who was a little mad, and asked softly.

"Look!"

"I must see clearly!"

Lord Hull widened his eyes and craned his neck.

Xiao Yu waved his hand.

In the dream, with his mind moving, a projection emerged.

In the projection, the whole secret continent floating in the ocean appeared.

It is worth mentioning that Xiao Yu did not really peek into the truth of this world in order to avoid being detected.

He only inferred what the whole puzzle should look like.

Then, after replenishing his brain, relying on the powerful creative ability of the dream world, he projected it to Lord Hull.

Lord Hull's breathing increased.

This is also normal. It is normal for him who has never seen a movie~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to see a projection screen comparable to a three-dimensional theater, and to receive a visual impact.

The story of the projection proceeded quickly.

Lord Hull then saw the lives of the poor lower class, the anxious middle class, and the involuntary upper class.

And I saw that these people constantly had gray lines emerging from their bodies, gathering with the giants in the sky, forming a large group of dark clouds that seemed to obscure the sky of a small part of the continent!

Dark clouds are not just gray lines.

There are also those who have died. After being simply processed by the priests of the church, their souls were taken along the gray lines and led into the dark clouds.

This scene made Lord Hull very excited.

Will the soul be attracted by the Lord of the Spiral?

But...it's not right, why does the soul that entered the dark cloud become so painful?

In the dark clouds, countless distorted faces protruded from the surface, seeming to be wailing constantly.

Just looking at those faces.

Lord Hull had an empathetic despair.

That is the despair and pain of being deceived, and finally hoped to be crushed!

Just feel it.

Lord Hull couldn't help but knelt on the ground trembling with pain.

Tears couldn't stop dripping.

This world... really shouldn't be so!

Thinking of this, Lord Hull felt even more enlightened, trembling his fingers, and pointed to himself:

"Will a nobleman like me do the same?"

"No, you are special."

Xiao Yu shook his head and zoomed in on a projection.

It was a cloud of insignificant white clouds, just beside the dark clouds.

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