Chapter 408

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

The allure of a Divine Art Knight can be glimpsed just by looking at Yin Senyong.

For a Divine Art like "Regeneration Technique" — one that hardly counts as very useful — Yin Senyong could actually endure "Abstaining from Lust." Although this isn't purely the Virgin Boy Skill, for a City-state Knight who has spent years roaming around as an official, it is still a tremendous test; at the very least, Comrade Female Reporter will never again have the opportunity for a bed interview. In Chen Yi's view, in China probably only addiction to officialdom can make someone "Abstain from Lust" or "Indulge in Lust"; money can achieve the latter, but not the former.

Gazing at the future "Chastity" Knight "Six Gods Pills," Chen Yi calculated and said: "I have no one on hand who can pass the Faith Judgment; who do you want to invite to... communicate with the God Altar?"

A celebration ceremony on the scale of 500,000 people would normally produce three to five Divine Art Knights, determined by the quantity of faith they choose. Yin Senyong chose the maximum quantity of faith, but Chen Yi only added one Divine Art; by normal scale, there should still be a quota of at least one, at most three Divine Art Knights, and three Divine Art Knights could support a small frontier shrine.

Yin Senyong carefully reviewed all the vows he had made — feeling that striving for his family's benefit was the last thing he could do — confirmed there was no mistake, gritted his teeth and said: "Perhaps I can return to the family once, find a few people to try."

"Do you think they will abide by strict vows?"

"Definitely."

"Alright." Chen Yi nodded slightly, then said: "I'll have them extend the ceremony's time, but you have at most 25 days to go back and forth; is that enough?"

"Enough." Yin Senyong nodded solemnly, yet his mood was extremely agitated.

Being able to add Divine Art Knights to the family, even if they never return to the family, possesses unlimited value. It's like a person from a village taking office in a city-state; he may never return to the village, but the village still benefits greatly because of it.

The chanting of sutras outside continued unabated; Chen Yi and Yin Senyong both calmed their minds, beginning to perceive the Divine Arts they had just gained, waiting for nightfall.

They were, after all, inside the canopy at the center of the square.

Night fell.

The abbot of Pu Chan Temple, wearing a red kasaya sewn with gold thread, appeared before the canopy and said in a low voice: "Mr. Chen, are you alright?"

In the dim light and chanting, people only thought the abbot was expressing respect.

Chen Yi patted Yin Senyong and said through the canopy: "Of course I'm fine; what's the matter?"

The abbot held up half the canopy, slipped inside, and explained first: "There are many reporters outside; the Consecration Ceremony was very successful. Oh... in the afternoon there was a beam of light; did you see it?"

This was a round monk in his forties with a broad face and large ears; at a glance he looked like a High-level Figure. Yin Senyong stared at him curiously, seemingly imagining what he himself would look like after shaving his head.

Chen Yi shook his head lightly. When he emitted light was precisely when he was infusing Source Energy; he couldn't even open his eyes, so how would he know the external image produced?

Yin Senyong knew something; he immediately asked: "What kind of light was it?"

The abbot thought for a moment and described: "Rushing straight to the sky, as thick as a person, extraordinarily... solemn."

"A Miracle." Yin Senyong gave the answer instantly.

"You know?" The abbot was extremely surprised.

Yin Senyong explained to Chen Yi: "They don't appear often, but every ten or twenty years one appears. When Faith Power exceeds a certain quantity and Divine Power surpasses the limit, energy leaks out. Many High Priests facilitate such Miracles, which helps increase the number of believers... not every commoner has that much..."

"Enlightenment?"

"Right, that phrasing isn't wrong either." Yin Senyong said very seriously: "Making commoners increase their sense of belonging is the Main Work of priests; Family Knights are not very popular in this regard."

The abbot stared blankly at the two people, not knowing what they were talking about.

Chen Yi smiled humbly and modestly: "It's fine, let him talk to himself."

The abbot said quietly: "That... we have a bit of trouble going out. There are many reporters."

"Get a small car over, load us in and go."

"Too conspicuous, right." The abbot thought: with so many people staring at the Consecration Object in the center of the square today, if they see a car, wouldn't they be suspicious to the core?

Chen Yi guessed his thought and said in a low voice: "Could it be you actually want to use this Miracle to stand out?"

"Not really..." The abbot's round fat face stretched flat when he smiled, as if his bald head had moved down.

"Since you don't want to exploit this Miracle, even if a car entering or leaving is discovered, what does it matter? Let them think to their hearts' content."

"Fine... I'll go arrange a car now." After the abbot left the canopy, he could only comfort himself: if the media reports he faked a Miracle because of the car, just treat the discussion as increasing exposure.

As a famous temple abbot, his lifelong goal is increasing exposure, including the purpose of undertaking this Dharma assembly. Not letting him exploit a Miracle is as difficult as not letting a wolf eat Braised Pork — unless a large carnivore is staring at him with tiger-like intensity.

A van driven by a capped young novice monk arrived at the canopy in the center of the square with lightning speed, picked up Chen Yi and Yin Senyong, and left.

The reporters who had just prepared all rushed out; some wanted to block the road, some clung to the car windows to look inside — all with a desperate momentum.

Yin Senyong used Dizziness Spell without the slightest hesitation.

While simultaneously applying "Pressure Strike" and "Exemption," Chen Yi took out a bottle of ink from his Space Storage Ring.

He dipped his magic wand in "Curse Ink" and destroyed the cameras that could almost impossibly photograph him, along with their film.

The reporters didn't notice; they were like children begging for candy, slapping the van's exterior and shouting: "Abbot! What did you bring out from the canopy? What connection does it have with the light pillar that happened earlier? Is someone hiding in the canopy?"

Obviously, some reporters hoped to "Approach Science." Those fantasizing about reporting a China UFO incident didn't have such sharp questions; they kept asking: "What's in the canopy? What information did you get from the light pillar?"

The young novice driving was the abbot's confidant, just sixteen or seventeen, at the age when all the world's masters are closer than parents; not only did he not answer the reporters, he said in a nasty tone: "Clear the road fast, or I'll run you over!"

Utterly lacking Buddhist tolerance.

The reporters' mouths were unrelenting, but their positions quietly yielded.

No one wants to challenge someone else's brakes with their own life, buying time for other media.

The van advanced like a tank.

The young novice was smug, completely unaware he had nearly caused a major scandal. If the reporters released his words or footage, it would be another ugly scandal.

"Take us directly to Binjiang Road." Chen Yi said, taking out his Mobile Phone and calling the abbot's Assistant. Telling him the demand to extend the ceremony.

The Assistant panicked immediately, saying: "Mr. Chen, I don't have the Qualification to agree to you; why not wait for the abbot to come down?"

"Just tell him it must be extended; what's this about agreeing or not agreeing." Chen Yi "snapped" the phone shut.

His tone could be called humble and modest; the content was not.

The abbot of Pu Chan Temple has a rank; therefore the Assistant is a state-assigned staff member. Even not knowing the Chen Family, he understands the Chen Family cannot be offended; he can only try every method to squeeze into the gap under the podium, grabbing the abbot's foot like a zombie and shouting: "Boss, there's a matter..."

Midnight at the Central Storage Area on Binjiang Road was still bustling with voices.

The workers here have all been converted to Staff Members. Although their salary increase extent cannot compare to the students' doubling system, they still have a 30% compound increase value, which is far better than ordinary workers.

It is also because of this that the Central Storage Area enforces an exceptionally strict confidentiality system, far surpassing that of ordinary Staff Members. The system originating from the Secret Organization in principle lets fewer people know fewer things, yet accomplish more work.

Just like now, the Staff Members who have already filled the Water Land God Box with supplies know neither where the supplies come from nor where they go; they simply do ordinary loading and unloading work...

The Naked Bear, having received the message, rushed over from behind and reported: "No more trackers."

"Good. You stay on Earth, watch out for any Invaders or the like. Yin Senyong and I will go over." Chen Yi swiftly issued the order, then glanced at the time and pulled Yin Senyong into the Subway Station's waiting area.

This abandoned Subway Station has now been completely built into Chen Yi's exclusive Territory. On the platform waiting for the Magic Subway, besides the long Water Land God Box that looks like a 200-car Train, there are also various delicious snacks and drinks.

Yin Senyong bounced about excitedly, clearly having a kind of returning-home-in-glory feeling.

Chen Yi glanced at him twice, then suddenly said: "When we go back, I'll have you help me with a matter."

"I will obey your instructions."

"Find some different animals. If they are too large, find their young; adults preferably female." Chen Yi was preparing for gene cloning.

Unlike what ordinary people imagine, the cloning failure rate is extremely high, especially in China. Although there are very many cells on an animal, the number of Scientists cloning them is very limited; even at the Europe and America ratio of 3000 attempts for one success, it would still require waiting several months.

Besides the Divine Art Knight matter, Yin Senyong has no other thoughts at all, simply nodding continuously.

22:30.

The Magic Subway arrived on schedule.

The Subway's Second Zone lit up again; this time without Chen Yi touching it, it displayed the result.

Light Curtain radius increased by 100%.

160 kilometers, extremely vast.

The corner of Chen Yi's mouth curled into a trace of a smile, while his mouth said: "By tomorrow morning, the Abbot of Pu Chan Temple will be busy to death."

"A Miracle is a good thing."

"Of course, just that they'll be busy to death." Chen Yi simultaneously thought of the vast increase in believers driven by the Miracle.

The entire Jiangning Municipal Government will probably get busy too.

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