Chapter 862
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The incense prepared by the high priest is different, but they have a common feature, that is, they can make people feel the call of the gods!
This is a wonderful feeling. When the believers sit together, close their eyes, listen to the high priest's inaudible but rhythmic prayer, and gradually everything around them changes, people will think that God really exists.
You say it doesn't exist. Why did you sit in the temple at the last moment, but now you have stood at a high altitude?
There is also a God who almost covers the whole heaven and earth, lying in the universe. People can only see part of his body, not the whole picture.
Of course, the picture in some people's brain is not like this at this time. They may fall into endless hell. There are terrible monsters and evil spirits everywhere. They are facing invincible enemies, and only gods can save them.
There are also people in front of everything is pulled strange, they seem to be in a wonderful world, there is no sadness, only joy, they are so simply immersed in happiness for a long time.
The role of incense burning is too important. It can be said that it is precisely because the original high priests found the role of characteristic incense that they gradually convinced the whole nagarian society.
Whether it is the chief at the beginning or the governor later, whether it is a poor inferior or a noble superior, as long as they sit in a closed room and feel the call of the gods, there will be uncontrolled things.
It is precisely because those in power cannot resist the call of the gods that they firmly believe that there are gods in the world.
The same is true of RickA's mission in the Federation. He was going to inherit the position of high priest, but now he has changed a place.
He made use of the hallucinogenic component of the ghost face mushroom in the incense, so that many people saw the colorful gods with their own eyes, and they became believers
Well, federals are not so easy to cheat. In fact, they know that it may be some kind of hallucinogen. Ghost face mushroom is a restricted product in the Federation. It's very difficult to get it.
The price on the black market is very high. In order to maintain his current missionary scale, most of the money is used to buy ghost face mushrooms and prepare incense.
Many of those believers don't really believe in gods. They just enjoy free hallucinogens here.
Now, he doesn't have much money in his pocket. The cost of preaching here is too high. Whether it's specific preaching or TV preaching, as long as there is action, it means spending money and a lot of money.
RickA looked forward to his nominal father. He never thought he was the old man's son because he didn't think they looked very alike.
But he didn't care. In that environment, it was better to have a high priest as his father than an unknown priest as his father.
Now, his father also came to the Federation. He had to ask how much money the old man brought.
The old priest's muddy eyes were full of wisdom. He touched his body with a slow motion, and then found a small pocket.
The pocket of lamb skin is very soft and has good sealing performance. It doesn't look like cow leather. It will crack or harden after a long time.
He shook and shook off some rough polished gemstones from his small pocket.
These gemstones are very common in the temple. They will be embedded in the appearance of various gods and used as some kind of fuel to "dye" the appearance of gods.
If you say it's worth money, it may not be worth much.
But if it is worthless, it is definitely a humiliation to the gem itself.
Looking at these gemstones, RickA's expression changed from expectation to disappointment, "is that all?"
He took the lamb's leather bag from the old priest's hand, shook everything in it in the palm of his hand, and held a handful of precious stones.
In this year of the Federation, the most common place he went was the antique shop on each street. He roughly estimated that these things in his hand were worth hundreds of thousands of federal sol.
It looks like a lot, but in fact, this money is not very helpful to his missionary career. It can't even stand how much time he spends.
"Is there nothing else?" he put the gem back into his sheepskin pocket and put it in his arms.
The old priest shook his head. "They don't allow me to bring more things. Those are theirs."
He didn't say who they were, but both father and son knew who they were.
Who else but the federals.
Thinking of so many precious stones and gold in the temple, RickA's expression became unhappy.
"You stay at home. Leave the rest to me and everything will be all right..." without more greetings, he turned and left.
Looking at the back of RickA leaving, the old priest's eyes were also slightly changing.
On the third day after the old priest came to the union, he called Lynch.
At more than nine o'clock in the morning, Lynch drove to pick him up.
After seeing Lynch, the old priest breathed a sigh of relief. "It's hard for you to imagine. Just now I thought you were my family."
After hearing this, Lynch couldn't help laughing. "It surprised me a little. Did something happen?"
He opened the door and let the old priest in.
RickA has gone out. His daily job is to fool around everywhere, at least in the eyes of the old priest and FSC agents.
He used his identity as the only son of missionaries and gods and his wealth to sleep with different women.
Sometimes the scene will be terrible and someone will be injured, but everyone doesn't care about it.
Just burn incense and get hurt in the process of enjoying extreme happiness. What's the matter?
He shouldn't have gone out in the morning, because the morning is not a suitable time. Most people are still sleeping at this time, and they are active after the afternoon.
But when he knew Lynch was coming, RickA took the initiative to find an excuse to leave.
He was afraid of Lynch because Lynch broke his bone in front of him and even threatened to kill him.
He believed that Lynch could really do that, so he felt uncomfortable when he heard Lynch's name and wanted to leave early.
It also gave the old priest more time.
Sitting in the car, the car moved slowly forward. Lynch asked curiously, "it seems that you don't get along well with RickA."
It's obvious that if they get along well, they won't have their own trip.
The old priest didn't say much, but just smiled and perfunctory, "I heard that the medical level of the Federation is very high."
There is no dispute about this. Cutting edge technology is piled up with money, especially in the medical industry.
Every progress in medical science means that researchers beyond people's imagination participate in it, break through the shackles of science and technology in the past, and verify it on a large scale in animals and even humans.
The cost is definitely not a small number. The poorer people can't even afford the development and research of medical science.
After receiving Lynch's positive answer, the old priest asked another question, "can they let me know if I still have the ability to give birth?"
Lynch nodded again. "It's easy."
The old priest grabbed Lynch's hand and looked at him seriously, "take me!"
More than half an hour later, the two appeared in a private medical institution that was not a hospital.
It only provides services for the rich. Many of the federal dignitaries, stars and rich are their customers, as is Lynch.
You can attack the immorality of medical groups, but this will not prevent you from enjoying advanced medical technology.
With the help of a beautiful federal female nurse in her twenties, the old priest calmly completed the work of collecting and analyzing samples.
He devoted his whole life to the gods, including his body and soul. In the past, he was not ashamed of dancing naked in front of tens of thousands or even more believers, and now he won't.
Soon, a doctor in his thirties came over, "Sir, according to the report in our hands, you still have the ability to be a father. Your body is healthier than what we see!"
The doctor also felt a little incredible that the old man who seemed to fall at any time still had the ability to give birth.
In fact, old is just his appearance. Although he is also very old, he is not old to that extent.
"So I can still be a father?" the old priest asked again, and the doctor confirmed the answer again and again.
He looked at Lynch. "How much do I have to pay for this?"
Lynch shook hands with the doctor and walked to the door with the old priest. "I've paid. Now we can talk about what you want?"
Standing outside the hospital that is not a hospital, the old priest looked at the blue and clear sky and sighed, "I want a child that really belongs to me..."
In the afternoon, some intermediaries in buppen got an order. A 60 year old man wanted a child. He needed an adult woman to give birth to the child through natural breeding.
When it's done, women can live with him and his children as the mother of their children, and can get 200000 federal sol compensation at one time.
The old priest thought he should give more. One million was a good number, but Lynch told him that federal sol was not as worthless as Gary before. In fact, tens of thousands of yuan was enough.
The purpose of giving 200000 is to select better genes that can satisfy him.
For a time, many women enthusiastically signed up.
Is it important to sleep with a 60 year old several times?
No, it doesn't matter at all. What matters is money and the inheritance rights that children can get.
At present, buppen's senior recruitment is about 1200 yuan a night, of which 100 to 200 yuan are from their agent and 200 to 400 yuan are from the agency. They can only get 600 to 800 yuan themselves.
Sleeping with different people every day for a year is almost 200000, including some old people and even perverts. Why not?
Because money is hot?
Of course not!
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The incense prepared by the high priest is different, but they have a common feature, that is, they can make people feel the call of the gods!
This is a wonderful feeling. When the believers sit together, close their eyes, listen to the high priest's inaudible but rhythmic prayer, and gradually everything around them changes, people will think that God really exists.
You say it doesn't exist. Why did you sit in the temple at the last moment, but now you have stood at a high altitude?
There is also a God who almost covers the whole heaven and earth, lying in the universe. People can only see part of his body, not the whole picture.
Of course, the picture in some people's brain is not like this at this time. They may fall into endless hell. There are terrible monsters and evil spirits everywhere. They are facing invincible enemies, and only gods can save them.
There are also people in front of everything is pulled strange, they seem to be in a wonderful world, there is no sadness, only joy, they are so simply immersed in happiness for a long time.
The role of incense burning is too important. It can be said that it is precisely because the original high priests found the role of characteristic incense that they gradually convinced the whole nagarian society.
Whether it is the chief at the beginning or the governor later, whether it is a poor inferior or a noble superior, as long as they sit in a closed room and feel the call of the gods, there will be uncontrolled things.
It is precisely because those in power cannot resist the call of the gods that they firmly believe that there are gods in the world.
The same is true of RickA's mission in the Federation. He was going to inherit the position of high priest, but now he has changed a place.
He made use of the hallucinogenic component of the ghost face mushroom in the incense, so that many people saw the colorful gods with their own eyes, and they became believers
Well, federals are not so easy to cheat. In fact, they know that it may be some kind of hallucinogen. Ghost face mushroom is a restricted product in the Federation. It's very difficult to get it.
The price on the black market is very high. In order to maintain his current missionary scale, most of the money is used to buy ghost face mushrooms and prepare incense.
Many of those believers don't really believe in gods. They just enjoy free hallucinogens here.
Now, he doesn't have much money in his pocket. The cost of preaching here is too high. Whether it's specific preaching or TV preaching, as long as there is action, it means spending money and a lot of money.
RickA looked forward to his nominal father. He never thought he was the old man's son because he didn't think they looked very alike.
But he didn't care. In that environment, it was better to have a high priest as his father than an unknown priest as his father.
Now, his father also came to the Federation. He had to ask how much money the old man brought.
The old priest's muddy eyes were full of wisdom. He touched his body with a slow motion, and then found a small pocket.
The pocket of lamb skin is very soft and has good sealing performance. It doesn't look like cow leather. It will crack or harden after a long time.
He shook and shook off some rough polished gemstones from his small pocket.
These gemstones are very common in the temple. They will be embedded in the appearance of various gods and used as some kind of fuel to "dye" the appearance of gods.
If you say it's worth money, it may not be worth much.
But if it is worthless, it is definitely a humiliation to the gem itself.
Looking at these gemstones, RickA's expression changed from expectation to disappointment, "is that all?"
He took the lamb's leather bag from the old priest's hand, shook everything in it in the palm of his hand, and held a handful of precious stones.
In this year of the Federation, the most common place he went was the antique shop on each street. He roughly estimated that these things in his hand were worth hundreds of thousands of federal sol.
It looks like a lot, but in fact, this money is not very helpful to his missionary career. It can't even stand how much time he spends.
"Is there nothing else?" he put the gem back into his sheepskin pocket and put it in his arms.
The old priest shook his head. "They don't allow me to bring more things. Those are theirs."
He didn't say who they were, but both father and son knew who they were.
Who else but the federals.
Thinking of so many precious stones and gold in the temple, RickA's expression became unhappy.
"You stay at home. Leave the rest to me and everything will be all right..." without more greetings, he turned and left.
Looking at the back of RickA leaving, the old priest's eyes were also slightly changing.
On the third day after the old priest came to the union, he called Lynch.
At more than nine o'clock in the morning, Lynch drove to pick him up.
After seeing Lynch, the old priest breathed a sigh of relief. "It's hard for you to imagine. Just now I thought you were my family."
After hearing this, Lynch couldn't help laughing. "It surprised me a little. Did something happen?"
He opened the door and let the old priest in.
RickA has gone out. His daily job is to fool around everywhere, at least in the eyes of the old priest and FSC agents.
He used his identity as the only son of missionaries and gods and his wealth to sleep with different women.
Sometimes the scene will be terrible and someone will be injured, but everyone doesn't care about it.
Just burn incense and get hurt in the process of enjoying extreme happiness. What's the matter?
He shouldn't have gone out in the morning, because the morning is not a suitable time. Most people are still sleeping at this time, and they are active after the afternoon.
But when he knew Lynch was coming, RickA took the initiative to find an excuse to leave.
He was afraid of Lynch because Lynch broke his bone in front of him and even threatened to kill him.
He believed that Lynch could really do that, so he felt uncomfortable when he heard Lynch's name and wanted to leave early.
It also gave the old priest more time.
Sitting in the car, the car moved slowly forward. Lynch asked curiously, "it seems that you don't get along well with RickA."
It's obvious that if they get along well, they won't have their own trip.
The old priest didn't say much, but just smiled and perfunctory, "I heard that the medical level of the Federation is very high."
There is no dispute about this. Cutting edge technology is piled up with money, especially in the medical industry.
Every progress in medical science means that researchers beyond people's imagination participate in it, break through the shackles of science and technology in the past, and verify it on a large scale in animals and even humans.
The cost is definitely not a small number. The poorer people can't even afford the development and research of medical science.
After receiving Lynch's positive answer, the old priest asked another question, "can they let me know if I still have the ability to give birth?"
Lynch nodded again. "It's easy."
The old priest grabbed Lynch's hand and looked at him seriously, "take me!"
More than half an hour later, the two appeared in a private medical institution that was not a hospital.
It only provides services for the rich. Many of the federal dignitaries, stars and rich are their customers, as is Lynch.
You can attack the immorality of medical groups, but this will not prevent you from enjoying advanced medical technology.
With the help of a beautiful federal female nurse in her twenties, the old priest calmly completed the work of collecting and analyzing samples.
He devoted his whole life to the gods, including his body and soul. In the past, he was not ashamed of dancing naked in front of tens of thousands or even more believers, and now he won't.
Soon, a doctor in his thirties came over, "Sir, according to the report in our hands, you still have the ability to be a father. Your body is healthier than what we see!"
The doctor also felt a little incredible that the old man who seemed to fall at any time still had the ability to give birth.
In fact, old is just his appearance. Although he is also very old, he is not old to that extent.
"So I can still be a father?" the old priest asked again, and the doctor confirmed the answer again and again.
He looked at Lynch. "How much do I have to pay for this?"
Lynch shook hands with the doctor and walked to the door with the old priest. "I've paid. Now we can talk about what you want?"
Standing outside the hospital that is not a hospital, the old priest looked at the blue and clear sky and sighed, "I want a child that really belongs to me..."
In the afternoon, some intermediaries in buppen got an order. A 60 year old man wanted a child. He needed an adult woman to give birth to the child through natural breeding.
When it's done, women can live with him and his children as the mother of their children, and can get 200000 federal sol compensation at one time.
The old priest thought he should give more. One million was a good number, but Lynch told him that federal sol was not as worthless as Gary before. In fact, tens of thousands of yuan was enough.
The purpose of giving 200000 is to select better genes that can satisfy him.
For a time, many women enthusiastically signed up.
Is it important to sleep with a 60 year old several times?
No, it doesn't matter at all. What matters is money and the inheritance rights that children can get.
At present, buppen's senior recruitment is about 1200 yuan a night, of which 100 to 200 yuan are from their agent and 200 to 400 yuan are from the agency. They can only get 600 to 800 yuan themselves.
Sleeping with different people every day for a year is almost 200000, including some old people and even perverts. Why not?
Because money is hot?
Of course not!
The incense prepared by the high priest is different, but they have a common feature, that is, they can make people feel the call of the gods!This is a wonderful feeling. When the believers sit together, close their eyes, listen to the high priest's inaudible but rhythmic prayer, and gradually everything around them changes, people will think that God really exists.You say it doesn't exist. Why did you sit in the temple at the last moment, but now you have stood at a high altitude?There is also a God who almost covers the whole heaven and earth, lying in the universe. People can only see part of his body, not the whole picture.Of course, the picture in some people's brain is not like this at this time. They may fall into endless hell. There are terrible monsters and evil spirits everywhere. They are facing invincible enemies, and only gods can save them.There are also people in front of everything is pulled strange, they seem to be in a wonderful world, there is no sadness, only joy, they are so simply immersed in happiness for a long time.The role of incense burning is too important. It can be said that it is precisely because the original high priests found the role of characteristic incense that they gradually convinced the whole nagarian society.Whether it is the chief at the beginning or the governor later, whether it is a poor inferior or a noble superior, as long as they sit in a closed room and feel the call of the gods, there will be uncontrolled things.It is precisely because those in power cannot resist the call of the gods that they firmly believe that there are gods in the world.The same is true of RickA's mission in the Federation. He was going to inherit the position of high priest, but now he has changed a place.He made use of the hallucinogenic component of the ghost face mushroom in the incense, so that many people saw the colorful gods with their own eyes, and they became believersWell, federals are not so easy to cheat. In fact, they know that it may be some kind of hallucinogen. Ghost face mushroom is a restricted product in the Federation. It's very difficult to get it.The price on the black market is very high. In order to maintain his current missionary scale, most of the money is used to buy ghost face mushrooms and prepare incense.Many of those believers don't really believe in gods. They just enjoy free hallucinogens here.Now, he doesn't have much money in his pocket. The cost of preaching here is too high. Whether it's specific preaching or TV preaching, as long as there is action, it means spending money and a lot of money.RickA looked forward to his nominal father. He never thought he was the old man's son because he didn't think they looked very alike.But he didn't care. In that environment, it was better to have a high priest as his father than an unknown priest as his father.Now, his father also came to the Federation. He had to ask how much money the old man brought.The old priest's muddy eyes were full of wisdom. He touched his body with a slow motion, and then found a small pocket.The pocket of lamb skin is very soft and has good sealing performance. It doesn't look like cow leather. It will crack or harden after a long time.He shook and shook off some rough polished gemstones from his small pocket.These gemstones are very common in the temple. They will be embedded in the appearance of various gods and used as some kind of fuel to "dye" the appearance of gods.If you say it's worth money, it may not be worth much.But if it is worthless, it is definitely a humiliation to the gem itself.Looking at these gemstones, RickA's expression changed from expectation to disappointment, "is that all?"He took the lamb's leather bag from the old priest's hand, shook everything in it in the palm of his hand, and held a handful of precious stones.In this year of the Federation, the most common place he went was the antique shop on each street. He roughly estimated that these things in his hand were worth hundreds of thousands of federal sol.It looks like a lot, but in fact, this money is not very helpful to his missionary career. It can't even stand how much time he spends."Is there nothing else?" he put the gem back into his sheepskin pocket and put it in his arms.The old priest shook his head. "They don't allow me to bring more things. Those are theirs."He didn't say who they were, but both father and son knew who they were.Who else but the federals.Thinking of so many precious stones and gold in the temple, RickA's expression became unhappy."You stay at home. Leave the rest to me and everything will be all right..." without more greetings, he turned and left.Looking at the back of RickA leaving, the old priest's eyes were also slightly changing.On the third day after the old priest came to the union, he called Lynch.At more than nine o'clock in the morning, Lynch drove to pick him up.After seeing Lynch, the old priest breathed a sigh of relief. "It's hard for you to imagine. Just now I thought you were my family."After hearing this, Lynch couldn't help laughing. "It surprised me a little. Did something happen?"He opened the door and let the old priest in.RickA has gone out. His daily job is to fool around everywhere, at least in the eyes of the old priest and FSC agents.He used his identity as the only son of missionaries and gods and his wealth to sleep with different women.Sometimes the scene will be terrible and someone will be injured, but everyone doesn't care about it.Just burn incense and get hurt in the process of enjoying extreme happiness. What's the matter?He shouldn't have gone out in the morning, because the morning is not a suitable time. Most people are still sleeping at this time, and they are active after the afternoon.But when he knew Lynch was coming, RickA took the initiative to find an excuse to leave.He was afraid of Lynch because Lynch broke his bone in front of him and even threatened to kill him.He believed that Lynch could really do that, so he felt uncomfortable when he heard Lynch's name and wanted to leave early.It also gave the old priest more time.Sitting in the car, the car moved slowly forward. Lynch asked curiously, "it seems that you don't get along well with RickA."It's obvious that if they get along well, they won't have their own trip.The old priest didn't say much, but just smiled and perfunctory, "I heard that the medical level of the Federation is very high."There is no dispute about this. Cutting edge technology is piled up with money, especially in the medical industry.Every progress in medical science means that researchers beyond people's imagination participate in it, break through the shackles of science and technology in the past, and verify it on a large scale in animals and even humans.The cost is definitely not a small number. The poorer people can't even afford the development and research of medical science.After receiving Lynch's positive answer, the old priest asked another question, "can they let me know if I still have the ability to give birth?"Lynch nodded again. "It's easy."The old priest grabbed Lynch's hand and looked at him seriously, "take me!"More than half an hour later, the two appeared in a private medical institution that was not a hospital.It only provides services for the rich. Many of the federal dignitaries, stars and rich are their customers, as is Lynch.You can attack the immorality of medical groups, but this will not prevent you from enjoying advanced medical technology.With the help of a beautiful federal female nurse in her twenties, the old priest calmly completed the work of collecting and analyzing samples.He devoted his whole life to the gods, including his body and soul. In the past, he was not ashamed of dancing naked in front of tens of thousands or even more believers, and now he won't.Soon, a doctor in his thirties came over, "Sir, according to the report in our hands, you still have the ability to be a father. Your body is healthier than what we see!"The doctor also felt a little incredible that the old man who seemed to fall at any time still had the ability to give birth.In fact, old is just his appearance. Although he is also very old, he is not old to that extent."So I can still be a father?" the old priest asked again, and the doctor confirmed the answer again and again.He looked at Lynch. "How much do I have to pay for this?"Lynch shook hands with the doctor and walked to the door with the old priest. "I've paid. Now we can talk about what you want?"Standing outside the hospital that is not a hospital, the old priest looked at the blue and clear sky and sighed, "I want a child that really belongs to me..."In the afternoon, some intermediaries in buppen got an order. A 60 year old man wanted a child. He needed an adult woman to give birth to the child through natural breeding.When it's done, women can live with him and his children as the mother of their children, and can get 200000 federal sol compensation at one time.The old priest thought he should give more. One million was a good number, but Lynch told him that federal sol was not as worthless as Gary before. In fact, tens of thousands of yuan was enough.The purpose of giving 200000 is to select better genes that can satisfy him.For a time, many women enthusiastically signed up.Is it important to sleep with a 60 year old several times?No, it doesn't matter at all. What matters is money and the inheritance rights that children can get.At present, buppen's senior recruitment is about 1200 yuan a night, of which 100 to 200 yuan are from their agent and 200 to 400 yuan are from the agency. They can only get 600 to 800 yuan themselves.Sleeping with different people every day for a year is almost 200000, including some old people and even perverts. Why not?Because money is hot?Of course not!
