Chapter 88: Staring

The Sun God Cult's church address is located behind the Commercial Street in the central district. Because grain prices in the city have risen during this period and land prices have plummeted, they were quickly able to purchase a suitable location within the permitted scope to serve as their church.

Bishop Aikemengde Alahan looked proudly at his masterpiece. The Sun God Cult had not been able to possess a church in Tana City for the past hundred years, and now, he, who looked as if he were an underground bishop, had finally become a true bishop in Tana City.

All he had paid was the price of brainwashing some young people; of course, how could this be called brainwashing?

He had clearly done a very good job, making those young people realize just what a dire situation Tana City was in.

Those nobles were also very accommodating; as long as he could shake the foundations of the Wealth Church, they would be willing to provide enough help.

"Bishop, those Xiahui People are all building houses in another place; it looks like they are building residential buildings," a young man ran over, panting. "Do we need to keep watching them?"

"No need. I heard that most of them work in bars?"

"Yes, and some are in the Military Camp. Only a few, two or three, seem to be working for the Wealth Church, but that should just be odd jobs; after all, the Wealth Church pays more." The young man who was speaking thought carefully. "Right, it seems one of them was granted the opportunity to awaken by the Wealth Church, but he is already dead."

"Dead?"

"Yes, the witch killed him on the Clock Tower. Many people in the Government Building know about this. It is said that the Wealth Church paid a large sum in compensation. I think the money they are using to build the houses must be that pension."

Aikemengde Alahan had heard of the deeds of those Xiahui People long ago; it is said that the War Church speaks highly of them.

These fellows seem not to fear death, and every one of them possesses a fairly good physique, it is just that the language is a bit difficult to communicate in.

It is also unknown what happened in that distant small country that caused so many Xiahui People to run to Tana City to make a living.

He thought to himself that since these Xiahui People are building houses, it might mean that more Xiahui People are going to come over.

"You should still keep an eye on them; our church is just in a time when we are short of people." The Bishop patted the young man on the shoulder. "All the major churches are competing for these Xiahui People; only the Wisdom Church does not take them seriously. Don't give me that look; they are all people who do not fear death, and there are many of them. Look at those fellows in the Factory District; in the end, didn't they still run off for bread?"

"That is because they are disloyal to the church; they have not realized the majesty of God, nor do they understand our doctrine!" the young man said indignantly.

At that time, they could only use their lack of fear of death to threaten those people from the Wealth Church.

This was simply a disgrace to the Sun God Cult.

They had operated in Tana City for many years as if they were an Underground Church; despite being a righteous god's cult, they were suppressed by several other churches.

Now, they actually have to be like the other churches and hire those Xiahui People?

Archbishop Aikemengde continued to persuade: "I know you are unconvinced, but there is nothing to be unconvinced about. If we also had a group of Xiahui People to help, we wouldn't have had to hide from the Wealth Church back then. If we didn't have to hide from the Wealth Church, we wouldn't have had to make such a big commotion. Seeing these ignorant people homeless every day and forced to beg for a living, I feel truly sad."

He was talking about the witch incident that caused their missionary work to be interrupted.

After that incident passed, the Wealth Church had been looking for them, as if they had some connection to the witch.

They even sent those Xiahui People to look for his shadow on Bar Street.

But how could he be such a useless person?

As the only official member of the Sun Church in Tana City, he must ensure his own safety.

Once the church is built, those old stubborn fools will know how correct his approach was.

"The light of the sun exists forever in our hearts." The young man lowered his head; he had to admit that the Bishop was right.

If the Wealth Church had not hired those Xiahui People, they would not have had to take such a big risk at all.

Of course, if they did not take risks, the people in Tana City might not have been able to eat.

But at least it would not be like it is now, where the whole city is worried about having enough to eat.

The players did not yet know they were being watched; upon hearing that they were going to rebuild houses, they were all full of energy.

Especially since the houses being built this time were for them to live in.

No one wanted to live in the Sewers, but the original house already held many children, so building a new apartment for accommodation was imminent.

This was also something Andrew had to hurry to do; according to rumors, how many houses the players build signifies how many new players can join hands and advance together in the future.

As pioneer players, in order to recruit a few more underlings, putting in the effort to build houses is the right thing to do.

During the day now, there are no thugs going to look for trouble at Fred's bar, so most players can come over to help.

Even many female players have started helping to build houses, and almost everyone is just burying their heads in work without much communication.

Because outside is the camp where the refugees live.

It is not easy to find a suitable place, so Andrew could only purchase land on the edge of Tana City, which is why encountering a refugee camp is normal; after all, this is the edge of the entire city district.

The land Andrew purchased was originally intended for a factory, but because of the witch's disturbance, the original construction site was abandoned, leaving only a perimeter wall.

In order not to lose too much money, the factory owner chose to take the initiative to sell this land.

The foundations were good, but there were no buildings on them yet, which was perfect for the players to let their imaginations run wild.

It was just that while building houses, one could feel the extent of the misery in the refugee camp outside.

Without walls, without beds, adults and children were gathered in the refugee camp; in less than two days, the refugee camp was no different from a slum.

Although the children were still playing games and even dancing on the sides of the road.

But most people were completely numb; those who received bread were ecstatic, those with weaker physiques would have their bread snatched away, and women would give everything to fill their stomachs and ensure their children survived...

Everything was too real, so the players chose silence.

It was not that they did not want to help, but that they were powerless.

Tana City now has fifty thousand refugees, while there are only two hundred players, and only a few dozen on the construction site.

They really did not know where to start.

(End of chapter)