Chapter 405: Only My Unique Law Chapter 405: The Tonsure Scholar

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

The first place Yin Senyong arrived at was Wuxin County.

Accompanying him was Xi Chang, a manager of the China Jiangning Poverty Alleviation Foundation. Chen Yi had told him the Ministry of Civil Affairs had a 70 million yuan undesignated fund, to be given to whichever foundation had the highest efficiency. Xi Chang believed Chen Yi, because the person deciding which foundation had the highest efficiency was Vice Minister Li of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, who was the son of Chen Zhongguo's old comrade-in-arms, a martyr's descendant, and had been promoted all the way thanks to Chen Zhongguo. The several foundations Fang Manyi participated in had all borrowed his light.

Because Yin Senyong was restricted by the 80-kilometer radius Light Curtain, after getting off the highway, Xi Chang took him to the nearest miner gathering area and said to him: "Miners have it very hard. Going down the mine is both exhausting and dangerous, not to mention the wages are low. These few mines are considered good ones — the miners are married with children, but what they earn is just barely enough for expenses. If they get a slight headache or fever, they can only tough it out... sigh..."

The Bureau Chief of the Wuxin County Civil Affairs Bureau was also at the side, habitually saying: "We try our best to solve the miners' difficulties, but you know, recently many gold mines in Wuxin County have stopped work. No work means no money. This is something we can't easily say to those bosses."

Yin Senyong looked up at the dilapidated shacks the miners lived in. These were temporary houses built from wood and telephone poles. Inside it was pitch black with no windows. A single dim electric light flickered, illuminating a ceiling less than 2 meters high.

His gaze was focused and careful, filled with the radiance of contemplation.

Xi Chang, greatly heartened, gave a big thumbs-up to the worker leader. In his experience, when leaders showed this kind of expression, it was usually a prelude to pitying the suffering and handing out money.

The camera of Jiangning City Second Television Station had already been set up.

Yin Senyong suddenly asked: "What is their problem?"

"Ah, housing conditions are too poor, children's livelihood issues, and medical treatment issues." Xi Chang had actually only seen the materials, and hadn't even looked at them carefully, but all problems were like this. Picking a few at random would be eight or nine points out of ten accurate.

"Young people, if you lack money, why don't you work hard?"

"Work down the mine is very dangerous, and over-fatigue easily leads to accidents." Xi Chang felt something was off, and waved to stop the camera.

Yin Senyong didn't care about all that, just asked in puzzlement: "What work is not dangerous and not tiring? If they saved all their money, found a new job, or used their strong bodies to make their way on the battlefield, they wouldn't... In my view, their houses are not bad. The light inside is much brighter than candles. Lighting lamps in daytime is the privilege of a Lord."

With that, Yin Senyong actually left behind the mine foremen waiting for donations, and the reporters.

Xi Chang smiled bitterly, caught up and said quietly: "Mr. Yin, you can't just leave like this. You have to leave at least something."

"For what? To give money to people unwilling to become Warriors? Don't even think about it."

"Where are there any Warriors now?" Xi Chang persuaded earnestly: "The conditions for enlisting are very picky. Besides, they all have families to support. What can they do if they don't find work?"

Yin Senyong looked back with a smile, penetratingly: "Their bodies are strong. If they absolutely cannot find any work to earn money, it would be best to go rob people like you."

"You put it like this, this..."

"Healthy young people, if they cannot find work with one Lord, should go to another Lord. If they cannot find work with every Lord, they should kill the Lord." Judging by Yin Senyong's demeanor, if he couldn't find work in this new society, there was an eighty to ninety percent chance he would turn anti-social.

Xi Chang was truly rendered speechless.

Without "Mercy" there is no expenditure. Neither Yin Senyong's nor Xi Chang's work could be completed.

Fortunately, people who run foundations have seen countless lunatics no less abnormal than Yin Senyong. In the matter of digging into other people's pockets, they possess a thief's patience, a killer's ruthlessness, and a policeman's pliability. Xi Chang quickly adjusted his mood, as if nothing had happened, and said: "Next we are going to see some lonely elderly. Wuxin County's lonely elderly are mainly concentrated in the old mining areas. Mining started here before liberation... Many lonely elderly have no source of livelihood and can only rely on government minimum living allowances to survive. It is very difficult."

"Their houses are not bad." Yin Senyong said standing in front of the mining factory compound.

"According to regulations, only registered residents with fixed residences can receive the minimum living allowance." The Civil Affairs Bureau Chief smiled falsely. Only local residents were his responsibility.

Yin Senyong didn't know so much, only said: "We go in."

"Good, good." A group of people entered the small building in a bustling crowd.

Compared to physically strong young people, the elderly seemed more likely to arouse "Mercy" in Yin Senyong's heart.

Seeing him nod willing to pay out money, Xi Chang finally breathed a sigh of relief. If this spending matter were snatched away by the Youth Development Foundation, it would truly make his lungs hurt with anger.

70 million in undesignated funds. Building an office building would be enough — with a tea room, and the kind with separate small bedrooms... Of course, what Xi Chang was thinking in his heart was changing to a new car. The current one had already run 200,000 kilometers. Major repairs every year cost tens of thousands. Not cost-effective.

However, Comrade Xi Chang immediately felt Yin Senyong's difference.

He was not like the usual leading cadres, doing a few token gestures, announcing a figure, and leaving.

Yin Senyong went in household by household, speaking with almost every single person, simultaneously promising grain, oil, rice, flour, or cash.

After running one building unit, Xi Chang's legs gave out. The Civil Affairs Bureau Chief beside him was even more so, exhausted and wanting to sit down.

Yin Senyong, however, was in high spirits. His goals for this trip were two: first, the "Mercy" Faith; second, the "Oath Keeping" Faith. A promise is an oath. Fulfilling a promise is "Oath Keeping". The process of fulfilling a promise is "Mercy". Killing two birds with one stone.

If not for Chen Yi's concern about influence, this method wouldn't have fallen to him to use.

Although it is not a Faith very suitable for the battlefield, City-state Knights choose "Mercy" for a reason. Because he can use other city-states' resources to increase his own "Mercy" Faith, just like now. To maintain his own notification, the City-state Lord must spend money on "Mercy" for Commoners. If he is a valuable City-state Knight, he might be able to secure such an opportunity.

However, the West Continent's productivity is low, yet food is not often scarce. What they lack are tasty side dishes, not belly-filling staples. This makes "Mercy" not very easy to exert — of course, compared to humans on Earth.

Actually, what truly made Yin Senyong strange was that the material goods in this world are so abundant, yet there are so many people who cannot fill their bellies. Some people who originally did not need to receive "Mercy" are instead receiving it... He merely used the materials provided by two foundations, visited hundreds of households, and the value of these things didn't even compare to a single bottle of the lowest-grade Lacrimal Divine Oil.

Yin Senyong truly "Mercied".

He himself carried hundreds of jin of things, disregarding the flour and broken rice on his body, delivering to each elderly household one by one. Even when the sky grew dark, he had no intention of stopping.

The burning in his chest urged him on. His soul's moral sense pressed him forward.

No "Mercy" can make humans give without counting the cost — this is human nature, the secret of survival. If there are some people who do charity work from beginning to end, it must be that the burning in their chests has been reminding them all along...

At 22:00 in the evening, the Civil Affairs Bureau Chief went back first. He felt he had done enough.

At 1:00 in the early morning, Xi Chang reminded Yin Senyong for the last time: "Everyone is asleep. We continue tomorrow."

"There are more to Mercy tomorrow." Yin Senyong continued distributing materials. He had to do it personally, because in the afternoon he had already visited over a thousand households, promising to deliver grain, oil, rice, and flour to them by hand.

The female reporter from Second Station, emotionally stirred, chased after Yin Senyong, feeling she had seen a new-century Bethune or something — because Yin Senyong looked just like a foreigner.

She held the microphone and kept asking him: "How do you feel right now?"

"How do you feel right now."

"How do you feel right now!"

She really kept asking non-stop.

The work of accumulating "Mercy" Faith lasted a week. Yin Senyong walked every corner within the 80-kilometer radius of Binjiang Road Subway Station. His fame grew with it. At least half of Jiangning's residents knew there was a very handsome young handsome foreigner in the city, scattering money everywhere all day. Southeast Province Station and Jiangning Channel One also began reporting on this. The Second Station female reporter who kept tracking and reporting became popular because of this. Her red-flushed face appeared every day on the TV screen and in Yin Senyong's bedroom.

On a sunny noon, Chen Yi also completed the investigation and preparation regarding Jiangning's religious aspects. Finding Yin Senyong in the red quilt, he asked him: "Do you think the Faith is enough?"

"It's enough." Yin Senyong nodded firmly. The Faith brushed out in the recent half month was more than he had gained in the past ten years, and with zero loss. The yield rate was extremely high.

Of course, the two foundations therefore paid nearly 50 million RMB, obtained 70 million — the difference isn't 70 million. At least their poverty alleviation and other tasks for this year count as completed. The rest can be used for political transactions.

"Are you ready to become a Divine Art Knight?"

"Yes." Yin Senyong sat up with a whoosh, rolling up a wave of fragrance.

Chen Yi looked at Yin Senyong seriously.

Yin Senyong looked at Chen Yi seriously.

The little lizard on Chen Yi's shoulder looked seriously at the woman's fragrant shoulders inside the blanket.

The female reporter looked left and right, wanting to cry but having no tears.

She finally spoke amidst a crowd of solemn gazes, asking: "Why not, wait for me to put on my clothes, then you guys chat?"

"No need!" Chen Yi and Yin Senyong answered simultaneously, the little lizard called out twice, no one understood what it was.

"Then give me my underwear." The female reporter said, truly helpless.

The little lizard's legs moved quickly as it ran down Chen Yi's shoulder, found a bra on the ground, and intimately carried it in its mouth to the female reporter.

"The underwear is in the Wei Sheng Jian." Her brain was in a state of hypoxia, she didn't know how she just said that to the lizard.

Big Pineapple excitedly ran into the Wei Sheng Jian, and brought the underwear out.

It actually understood? This made her even more stunned.

Yin Senyong simply couldn't care about the state of the female companion beside him, his hand placed on his chest, asking anxiously and uneasily: "Did you find a Divine Temple willing to accept me?"

In his view, a Divine Temple that doesn't require "Loyalty to the Divine Temple" faith, would probably find it hard to survive.

Perhaps Earth is an exception, he hoped so.

Chen Yi felt no difficulty at all, however, he still selected the relatively more difficult part: "Your range of action is relatively small, to find a religion with enough believers, is not easy."

"Can't do it!" Yin Senyong was disappointed to the extreme.

"Not completely impossible."

"Ah?"

Chen Yi laughed, saying: "Although Jiangning's religion is not very prevalent, Jiangning is after all very developed. So, I invited religious figures from other places, and asked them to invite believers from their respective regions, ultimately the people gathered in Jiangning, may exceed 500,000."

"500,000?" Yin Senyong was stunned, hurriedly asking: "How many believers do they have?"

"Registered believers 8,000, unregistered roughly 300 million!"

The female reporter murmured to herself: "Buddhism."

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