Chapter 447: Creation of Chaos

Fully, automatic, prayer, machine.

Each word seems to be understandable, but after each word is connected, the priest is a bit confused, difficult to understand—no, buddy, what the hell are you doing?

But looking at Ji Jue's incomparably serious expression, his brows frowned until his five features were almost distorted.

It's not that he can't understand, but that he simply can't believe it.

What on earth do you want to do!

"It... it..."

"As the name implies, it is what you understand."

Ji Jue smiled, spreading his hands: "As long as you wear it, it can help you pray; no need for focused meditation, no need to waste time, even when eating, drinking, or going to the toilet, it will operate at all times.

Of course, as an alchemy equipment, it does consume a little spiritual quality, so wearing it for a long time will also feel fatigue, but at most, it's just the degree that can be replenished after a sleep, and even, you can wear it while sleeping.

In this way, twenty-four hours a day, thirty days a month, twelve months a year, every moment, every second, you are equivalent to praying."

The priest was indifferent, sneering: "Ha, where do I need—"

"Must be very troubled, right?"

Before he could finish, Ji Jue interrupted his words and said bluntly: "Like you, a great person who handles ten thousand things a day, countless things of the cult are carried on your shoulders, serving the cult wholeheartedly, leading the believers, even the time left for yourself is countable, and under the state of forgetting food and sleep, where do you have the effort to squeeze out so much time to pray?"

The priest's expression stalled.

Wanting to speak but stopping.

If it were the believers who had nothing, it would be fine, but for people who reached his height, there were so many extravagant enjoyments and beautiful lives every day; there wasn't even enough time to enjoy it for forty-eight hours a day... Compared to that, the long and boring prayer time that required full concentration became particularly agonizing, yet it couldn't be avoided.

Not only that, in order to show their piety and sacrifice, priests had to invest more time in it, and even, not hesitate to assist with whipping, fasting, and many strict ascetic practices, in order to stand out among their peers, racking their brains, to have some achievements, and more importantly, in order to enjoy longer in the realm of extreme happiness, they had to rack their brains even more.

Even if the hard work can't be killed, it will become less and less...

No way, this track is too rolled; the bishops and saints of the early days have already collected taxes to eight hundred years later. Everyone rolled themselves, rolled the holy hall, rolled the holy hall, rolled the believers, rolled the believers, rolled the parish...

Rolling, there is no end.

Even in the kingdom of heaven, it is the same.

For a moment, the priest swallowed his saliva, stiffly, lowered his head, and looked at the Holy Seal on the table, his eyes moving—if, this thing is true, then, the faith that the believers of his holy hall can contribute, wouldn't it be able to...

But!

The key lies in the maker of this thing!

He couldn't figure out what the resistance camp was doing!

His expression suddenly collapsed, solemn and gloomy, staring dead at Ji Jue, asking word by word: "You... what conspiracy do you have..."

"Of course, it's to show sincerity."

Ji Jue answered decisively, his smile becoming more enthusiastic and harmless: "At the same time, isn't it also to provide you with more value?

Moreover, you wouldn't really think that someone would be stupid enough to walk to the end in a dead end, right?"

For a moment, the priest was stunned.

Suspicious.

Doubting his own ears.

Then, he saw Ji Jue leaning on the couch, stretching his body lazily, picking up the wine glass, sipping the fine wine, picking up the water pipe's smoke rod, inhaling deeply, squinting his eyes to taste the fragrance, and exhaling blue smoke.

From the curling smoke, he unveiled the mask of the heroic fighter, revealing the light and dark true face: "No need for me to talk nonsense, I think, you are also clear... this damn camp, it looks like it won't last long."

【?】

The priest picked his ear, incredulous: Buddy, what the hell are you saying?

"Aren't you guys self-proclaimed resistance fighters, heretical heroes?!"

"Those are just things said to the cannon fodder below, just listen to them; you are already a priest, you wouldn't still believe this set of ghost talk, right?"

Ji Jue sneered, exhaling a puff of smoke again: "Really, I thought this was a good deal a few years ago, but the oil and water are getting less and less, the cattle and horses are getting thinner and thinner, and the days are getting harder and harder. Why not change your thinking and seek a retreat for yourself?

In this world, what other road can compare to the grand avenue of the cult? We have also admired the realm of extreme happiness for a long time, Priest."

His smile was deep: "We can also be pious, don't you think?"

"Ha, hahahaha, hahahahaha!!"

The priest could no longer restrain himself, laughing, leaning back and forth, laughing until tears almost came out: "Didn't expect it, really didn't expect it; I thought your camp was still the same stubbornness as before, didn't expect there to be such a curve-faith person who is good at adapting."

"That's natural, good birds choose trees to perch, those who know the times are heroes."

Ji Jue's smoke rod tapped the Holy Seal on the table, grinning: "I think these gifts will definitely change the priest's view of us. After all, things that the priest and the cult are not convenient to do, the heretics in the camp who have no king and no father can do them quite handily... anyway, they are all goods that will go to the Border Prison, why not create a little more value?"

After laughing, the priest suddenly put away his softness, asking coldly: "That's what you say, but you came to the door empty-handed and took out this thing to give to me; do you think I will believe it?"

"That's why sincerity is the most important thing."

Ji Jue flicked his hand, one, two, three, four, a large handful of Holy Seals were pulled out of his pocket and thrown onto the table: "The priest has cooperated with us for so long, we are still counting on joining the cult through you, why would we cut ourselves off from you again?

It's just some things done in passing, such a simple structure, there are many capable people in the cult, can they still do any tricks?"

"Moreover..."

He paused, his smile becoming happy: "If you are really worried, just find someone to try it, right?

Don't worry, as long as you try it once, you will definitely understand that our heart to abandon darkness and turn to light is even more sincere than what we say in our mouths."

The priest pondered, his expression changed, and for a long time, he didn't speak.

And Ji Jue, having thrown down the smoke rod and things, got up, slowly straightened his clothes, and politely bid farewell by stroking his chest: "Doing business, the most important thing is patience; in terms of supplies, we are not in a hurry.

Everyone is used to living a hard life, it doesn't matter if the cattle and horses below are poor. Later, after you have experienced the effect, come contact us again."

As Ji Jue and the others left, for a long time, the silent meeting room was still thinking.

Lowering his eyes, in contemplation, he looked at the string of Holy Seals in his hand, for a long time.

"Someone."

He suddenly said, and immediately a servant walked up, prostrating respectfully.

"Mix this thing into the Holy Seals distributed by the holy hall, don't show any traces, give it to any bumpkin, watch him for me, understand?"

"Understand."

The servant held it high with both hands, picked up the Holy Seal, and turned to leave.

The meeting room fell into silence again.

Soon, amidst the singing and dancing, there were delicate groans, endless...

Until long after leaving the warehouse, Yan Fei still couldn't suppress the impulse and finally gathered his courage to open his mouth: "Mr. Ji, that thing... it... it actually..."

"Ah?"

Ji Jue turned his head, puzzled.

"I mean, that fully automatic prayer machine, it really..."

"Yes, really."

Ji Jue nodded decisively: "It can replace people to pray; the principle is exactly the same as praying in the holy hall, and it can also pass the verification of the holy hall; rather, it is made through similar methods."

In those inconspicuous Holy Seals, the main materials, other than inferior metal, only had the scraps left by angels.

Those mass-produced Holy Seals could hardly be called alchemy works; the structure was really too simple.

The only place with technical content was the spiritual intelligence structure approximated by spiritual quality refining; it couldn't even be called a fragment; the biggest function was, like a prayer wheel, constantly meditating on the prayer text, praying to the Holy Spirit, and then extracting the self-nature and spiritual quality of the wearer, completing the sacrifice.

"Actually, if purely from the perspective of efficiency, it is even better to use than believers praying themselves; after all, mortals with seven emotions and six desires, who can maintain concentration twenty-four hours a day without distracting thoughts?"

At that instant, Yan Fei was stunned, incredulous.

Immediately after, he was 'suddenly enlightened', and realized.

"I understand!"

He said decisively: "It must be poisoning! As long as we mix some other things in it, over the years, we will definitely be able to..."

"Pfft!"

Old Bao next to him was amused, Ji Jue looked at him, and both of them couldn't help but grin, shaking their heads.

Silly boy.

Watching Yan Fei's confused look, Bao Dacai sighed and said: "You kid really has shallow experience in the world; these days, everyone knows that artisans are reliable, pigs will climb trees!

Even before wearing a pair of underpants, one has to check it, let alone things taken out of the resistance camp; they will definitely check it clearly with a magnifying glass without getting tired; if there is really something in it, where can it be hidden?

Moreover, where is the need for poisoning?"

"Then... then..." Yan Fei's face flushed, annoyed by being mocked, and nervous because Mr. Ji was helping the enemy: "Why... why do you want to..."

"Because, there is no need for any extra arrangements,"

Bao Dacai smoked his leaf cigarette, exhaling a puff of blue smoke: "The very existence of that thing is already a 'poison'."

However, it's not for the Holy Spirit.

This poison is aimed at all believers... and even the foundation of the cult's existence!

When prayer can be replaced by tools, it can no longer be called 'piety'. The meaning represented by the act of prayer will also be completely alienated.

After stripping away the meditation and concentration of self-moving, the meaning represented by prayer will return to the essence of paying taxes.

The better it is to use, the better it is to use, the more widespread it affects, the deeper the poison it causes!

No need to worry about no one using it.

Laziness is human nature; even in an eight-hour boring classroom, there are distractions and slacking off; if everyone could focus on one thing, where would there be such a thing as a rolling dog in this world?

You know, this kind of long prayer is something that goes against nature.

Once a simple method and a convenient dharma door appear, and after experiencing the benefits, naturally, there is no need to worry about no one using it. Not only no need to worry about no one using it, but even other people who can maintain integrity will gradually be dragged into the water.

Just like a stimulant.

A person can go without food or drink for twenty-four hours a day, but absolutely cannot maintain concentration for twenty-four hours to pray, and those who use the fully automatic prayer machine can even lie down and surpass countless people just by hanging it on their necks...

He is using it, I am using it; if you don't use it, then how can you catch up with those who climbed up through tools and cheating?

No, let alone catching up; if everyone is using it, the result of not using it can only be... being thrown to the last place in the year-end evaluation!

Think about the consequences!

Falling behind once means cutting off legs and feet, falling behind twice means digging out internal organs, falling behind three times means being beaten into the Border Prison!

Falling behind is equivalent to walking toward destruction!

At that time, let alone wanting to climb up, even if you just want to maintain your original position, the only choice left is one!

"This is a genuine... creation of chaos, a creation of stagnation and corruption!"

Bao Dacai laughed strangely: "Some people say they are pillars of the Association, but they have never introduced themselves as elites of the Deep Abyss.

This vision and talent for penetrating the essence and catalyzing chaos, even those few Grand Artisans, I'm afraid, would also praise it endlessly?"

"On the bright side, even if one day I can't mix in the Association and throw myself into the Deep Abyss, I still have a position." Ji Jue walked in front with his hands behind his back, retorting indifferently: "Better than mixing around and having no foothold in the whole world, right?"

"Hey, how do you know we don't have a foothold?"

"Oh? Tell me more." Ji Jue seemed curious.

"Say? Say what?" The old fogey asked suspiciously: "I don't understand what you are saying."

Damn, old thing selling secrets, sooner or later I'll throw you into the furnace...

"I, I don't understand!"

Yan Fei shouted, literally, confused, eyes spinning, completely not understanding what these two people were whispering about for half a day.

But he keenly noticed one point.

"But doing this will only make the Holy Spirit stronger, right?!"

In the brief silence, the two walking in front looked at each other, grinning silently, their smiles ferocious.

"Of course."

Ji Jue raised his eyes, looking at the empty firmament, sighing mockingly: "We did so much, isn't it just to make him eat more and become stronger?" ===== CHAPTER 448 =====