Chapter 195

"The statue cracked!"

"The statue cracked? Why did the statue crack? Who cleaned it?"

"It cracked when no one was cleaning."

"Thermal expansion and contraction? This batch of statues has been built for almost a thousand years, right? It's time to change them. Ancient books record that more than a thousand years ago, there was a period of time when the temperature and humidity might not have been maintained well, and a large number of statues cracked one after another, and then they were uniformly replaced once."

"Uh, no, the statue cracked, shouldn't this be a big deal? What does it have to do with temperature and humidity?"

"You're stupid. If it has nothing to do with temperature and humidity, then why must the temperature and humidity be strictly maintained here? Even the number of people entering every day is limited. Others can ignore it, but we must analyze the cause. If we don't find the correct cause, what to do if it cracks next time?"

"But, with divine power protection, how can the statue crack easily."

"You are wrong about this. You have to seek truth from facts. You have been here for so long, have you ever seen a stone statue reveal a miracle?"

"No."

"Not only you haven't, but I haven't either. I checked the ancient books for the past eight hundred years, and there are no records of miracles. How can you be sure they have divine power protection?"

"But, don't the priests and bishops say so?"

"Saying is saying, you have to respect objective laws. The easiest thing to make a stone statue crack is temperature and humidity, especially this kind of integrated stone statue carved from pure stone blocks. If it is that kind of cheap molded and fired one, it is not easy to crack."

The companion seemed to be a bit persuaded and asked hesitantly: "Then what to do?"

"Go to the warehouse and see if there is anything that can patch the statue."

After searching around the warehouse, the two discovered a statue in the corner: "God, what a coincidence, it is the statue of the God of Scales that cracked."

"I remember, ancient books record that among the batch of statues that cracked at the beginning, one did not crack, which was the God of Scales. But a set of statues can be discounted, cheap, so a set was carved. This one was not replaced, so the statue that cracked just now is the old one? It has already exceeded a thousand years of history?"

"Then what to do?"

"What to do? Replace it. Isn't such a coincidence God's will?"

"What about the one that cracked?"

"Of course, invite it out. But such a holy thing cannot be thrown away casually. It just cracked, and the quality is still very good. We find someone to repair it, let devout believers invite it back for sacrifice, and the donations will improve our lives, allowing us to better serve the gods."

"This... is this really okay? I'm a little scared."

"Scared of what? This kind of thousand-year-old antique, even if it cracks, it can sell for hundreds of magic crystals. If you dare to block my way to wealth, I will kill you."

"Then fine..."

Because of various reasons, the matter of a statue cracking in the Pantheon was actually not reported. But even if it were reported, it would not be taken seriously.

Just as the keeper said, there is no record of the stone statue showing miracles for more than a thousand years. Although the searchable records are only eight hundred years, earlier records were burned in a fire, but according to existing records, the statues eight hundred years ago probably didn't show miracles either.

If it cracks, let it crack. What is there that never breaks?

"What is that on your head..." Negris circled Ang a few times, observed repeatedly, and said uncertainly: "It looks a bit like the ring on the sculpture of the God of Scales."

Ang looked up, and with a thought, the halo disappeared. With another thought, the halo appeared again.

"Can it be put away? That's quite good, otherwise it's like a big lamp, too eye-catching. It's a pity it's not a godhead. What is the use of this?" Negris asked.

Xia Mala floated over with a pair of huge black light wings and said: "Scale of Scales, can weigh all things in the world, flowers, plants, trees, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, all have their own mass. This is a ring that weighs all things. Only by weighing matter can we know whether the two ends of the Holy Rack are equal."

"Weigh all things? Can weigh everything? So powerful? How to use it? Why doesn't Scales use it?" Negris was surprised.

"I don't know either, maybe there was no time to use it. The Scale of Scales needs strong mental power to drive it. The weaker the opponent's mental power, the easier it is to weigh," Xia Mala said.

"Pfft..." Negris understood. The God of Scales might not have had no time to use it, but used it and it didn't take effect. The mental power of the God of the Undead is stronger than that of the God of Scales.

"As for how to use it, I don't know either. Maybe Lord Ang needs to explore slowly. Lord, I want to leave, can you send me away?"

Xia Mala was hooded, entered the teleportation array, and left the Abyss plane.

"Just let her go like this? Her strength should be very strong. Don't you want to find a way to make her follow the Lord?" Lisa asked in confusion.

She was extremely keen on pulling others to pledge allegiance to Ang, and didn't want to give up such a powerful fallen angel.

Negris was startled: "Absolutely not. Her belief is too firm. Putting her in the team is a time bomb. One day if something doesn't go her way, she can turn against you without a word. It's too dangerous. A team cannot have such a person with too strong belief."

"What do you mean?" Lisa was thoughtful.

"I mean, people in the team, Ang tells them to farm, they immediately take off their shoes and go to the ground, otherwise they would rather not have them."

"I don't want to farm. There is farm fertilizer poured by Tauren aunt in the field. I don't want to go to the field," Lisa exploded.

"Metaphor, metaphor, if you don't go, you don't go. Ang wouldn't be happy if you wanted to go down. What if you step on it and break it? I mean obedience is more important than strength."

"Anyway, I won't go to the field, anything else is fine."

"Then go pick fertilizer with the little angel."

"Ah! I'll kill you!"

So the believers present saw a scene that shocked them. The good-tempered Lady Lisa, like a confidante big sister, chased and beat the Huang Tong Dragon.

A new bounty appeared in the Mercenary Guild of Loran City: Looking for a kind of stone that can stimulate void bubbles under high wind speed, bounty one hundred magic crystals.

Almost the next day, someone brought stones to claim the bounty.

Because anonymous trading can be carried out through the teleportation array, the person who posted the bounty doesn't even need to go to the Mercenary Guild in person, just connect to the public teleportation array of the Mercenary Guild, pay some communication and teleportation fees, and pay the bounty in advance.

"Is it that convenient?" Negris looked at Lisa operating in front of the teleportation array in disbelief, and said incredibly.

"Of course, if it's not convenient and not secret, who would post a bounty through the Mercenary Guild? 15% commission, a bounty of one hundred magic crystals, I have to pay one hundred and fifteen magic crystals, plus three magic crystals for teleportation fees, total loss," Lisa said with heartache.

A stone was teleported over, and it was indeed a Void Bubble Stone. The last difficulty blocking Ang from going to the Holy Heavenly Kingdom was solved just like this.

"How is it? Is it this? If it is, then I will confirm it. If not, I have to return the stone and continue the bounty," Lisa said.

"What if I change the stone, what to do?" Negris asked curiously.

Lisa smiled: "The Mercenary Guild is responsible for identification. If we change the stone, they will directly end the bounty, pay the bounty to the other party, and then drag this teleportation array into the blacklist."

"Also responsible for identification? Then 15% commission is not high. It is indeed the Void Bubble Stone we want. Can we add a bounty and ask the person who submitted the bounty where these Void Bubble Stones come from? One is too few. If we have to travel to and from the Heavenly Kingdom frequently in the future, such stones are the more the better."

"Can." Another one hundred magic crystals were added to the bounty for the origin of the Void Bubble Stones. Soon, the other side replied that the mercenary who completed the bounty wanted to talk to them in person.

"Hello, boss, I can provide you with a large amount of such stones, just five magic crystals each," a very sincere voice came from the other side, and it sounded a bit familiar.

Negris was angry and laughed. It posted a bounty of one hundred magic crystals because it might come from another plane. Anything from another plane, even if it is a stone, can be worth one hundred or dozens of magic crystals.

But as long as there is a channel to obtain it, then it is just a stone. Maybe in another plane, it is a rotten stone on the street. A stone wants to sell for five magic crystals?

"One hundred magic crystals, I want all the information about this kind of stone. If you don't say it, then we will continue to post the bounty. Mercenaries all over the world should know more than just you about the origin of this stone."

"Why bother? You go to get it yourself, it's tiring and troublesome, it's better to buy it from me. At most, I'll give you a cheaper price, four and a half magic crystals for one stone, how about it? Four? Three, lowest three, can't be less, oh my, why are you so stingy, one, one, one magic crystal is the lowest."

Negris really wanted to interrupt the communication, but the more it listened to this voice, the more familiar it became, making it suppress its temper, listening while thinking, where did it hear this voice?

"Why are you more stingy than an elf? Fine, fine, one hundred magic crystals is one hundred magic crystals. I'll tell you which plane produces this kind of stone, but how you get there, and whether you can find this kind of stone after you get there, I can't guarantee." The voice on the other side said.

Elf? Negris suddenly thought of why this voice was so familiar, and asked tentatively: "Silver Coin?"

"Ah? Who are you?" The guy on the other side was startled, his voice panicked. That feeling was like finding a random small tavern, preparing to trade with a maid, when the boss suddenly called his name.

"Find a safe place, I'll find you later," Negris said vigilantly.

The one connected now is the Mercenary Guild teleportation array, which is not safe.

Silver Coin also realized this, and he quickly guessed who was on the other side, because the only people who would talk to him in this tone and have the confidence to contact him at any time were Anthony, or Lord Ang. The one speaking was that underdeveloped Huang Tong Dragon.

While Silver Coin was looking for a safe place, Negris couldn't help but complain to Ang: "Why does Silver Coin have Void Bubble Stones, and you don't know? Isn't he your fanatic?"

Ang tilted his head: "Can't plant crops."

Negris was so angry its beard curled up: "You mean it can't plant crops, so maybe Silver Coin told you, and you didn't remember, right?"

Ang nodded.

Negris was powerless. It suspected that many things were ignored by Ang. As long as it had nothing to do with planting crops, he wouldn't take it to heart at all.

It seems so. Obviously, Silver Coin is his fanatic, took the elf's business license and tax exemption certificate. With Silver Coin's ability to drill, it would definitely develop very well.

Vaguely remember Anthony also said that Silver Coin developed very well, and Anthony had to borrow money from him, but Ang never mentioned Silver Coin's situation.

A fanatic cannot not report work to him. The only possibility is that he is not interested in the reported things and didn't listen.

Alright, the Void Bubble Stones that could have been obtained by asking Silver Coin, now spent time and effort to post a bounty at the Mercenary Guild, wasting time and wasting more than one hundred magic crystals.

After Silver Coin found a safe teleportation array, he teleported over directly.

As soon as he came out of the teleportation array and saw Ang, he ran over in small steps, shouting excitedly: "My Lord Ang, divine power is endless, soul is peaceful."

Following his shout, a phantom emerged from his body.

The appearance of the phantom was Silver Coin, but he was holding a large pile of magic crystals in his arms, and there was a big backpack on his back that was taller than him. The magic crystals inside couldn't fit, and he was dragging several bags in his hands, also magic crystals.

Divine soul is the embodiment of a fanatic's most devout belief. Silver Coin's divine soul image is simply greedy and money-smelling to the extreme.

The divine soul entered Ang's body.

"Uh, no, why can he awaken a divine soul? I couldn't awaken a divine soul? Why can he?" Lisa asked angrily. She suspected that Negris or Anthony had privately pointed out something.

"Because my belief in the Lord is more devout than yours," Silver Coin said with a smile, while untying his goblin grocery store that he never left, and said: "Lord, I brought you some gifts. I don't know if you like them."

Lisa gasped. God, this dead goblin said he was more devout than her, she was unconvinced, but he actually brought gifts for the Lord?

Gifts! Why couldn't she think of it? Why did she never think of bringing gifts for the Lord?

At this moment, Lisa was so ashamed that she wanted to slap herself hard. They, these believers, never thought of bringing gifts for the Lord. When visiting others, they remember to bring gifts. Why didn't they think of bringing them for the Lord?

Do we believers still have a heart!!!

"Lord, I collected them myself, and at the same time posted bounties at the Mercenary Guild and Druid Guild, collecting seeds of almost all crops in the Main Material Plane, hoping you like them."

Silver Coin presented a big sack, inside were all small bottles, each bottle containing a few or even a dozen seeds. On the bottle was written the name of the seed and some simple information, such as perennial or annual, herbaceous or shrub, heat-tolerant and sun-loving or water-tolerant and shade-loving, etc. One look and you could see it was very carefully collected and labeled.

Lisa's heart skipped a beat. It's over, it's over, the Lord will definitely like it.

Sure enough, Ang walked closer and tilted his head curiously.

After a count, there were more than 1,670 kinds of crop seeds, edible, medicinal, economic, almost as long as it was planted by someone, Silver Coin collected it.

Of course, a plane cannot have so many plants. Silver Coin said: "Those wild flowers and weeds, because no one has planted them, so they cannot be collected. If the Lord wants them, I will go back and immediately organize manpower to collect them in the wild."

"It's over, it's over. In the Lord's heart, Silver Coin must have surpassed all of us. We are going to lose the Lord's favor," Lisa thought dejectedly.

Ang liked this gift very much. More than 1,600 kinds of crop seeds, he had more than 1,000 kinds of things to play with.

Ang checked them one by one without being polite, and then stuffed them into the Palace of Breath one by one. Looking at his 'one by one' action, you can see how much he likes these things.

Picking and looking, soon Ang noticed one of the seeds, because this seed had a slight taste of Holy Light.

"What is this?" Ang looked at the bottle, on which was written a seed name: Plant Man.

"Oh, I remember this. I posted a bounty for it. A mysterious guy claimed the bounty and told me it was stolen from the Church, saying that if planted in the ground, it could grow into a person, and wanted to sell it for one hundred thousand magic crystals."

Speaking of this, Silver Coin was angry: "I believe his ghost. I gave him ten gold coins and sent him away. I asked him how to plant it, and he said it had to be planted in the holiest and most fertile land. That kind of land only exists in the Holy Heavenly Kingdom and the Church. He is clearly a liar, using a condition that cannot be verified to deceive people. However, seeds with the taste of Holy Light are rare, so I packed them together."

Negris poked its head over: "Knowing he was a liar, you still wasted ten gold coins?"

"No way, he looked like a poor old man, about the same age as me." Silver Coin is ninety-something this year. It's a pity he is a goblin and lives a bit longer, but ordinary people in their nineties are already long-lived in this era.

"Eh? Something is wrong. You are so generous? But you were wrong about one sentence, 'cannot be verified' is not necessarily true."

ps: Level 3, everyone is awesome??