Chapter 436: Their Expressions Instantly Turned Strange

Anthony was shoved over in a dizzy daze, and before he could catch his breath, Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si rapidly briefed him on the current situation.

Because speaking was too slow, Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si directly used telepathic transmission and finished the briefing in an instant; the moment Anthony stepped out of the tent, he had the whole situation at his fingertips.

First he took off the garments on his body that bore obvious traces of the Church of Light, had Seeing Ange take out the rapeseed cakes and pile them up to fill the entire tent, and only then did Anthony lift the flap and walk out.

Seeing him appear, Silver Coin let out a breath of relief, Du Luo Ken laughed, Anthony gave each of them a nod, and then suddenly called out loudly: "Countess Rebinia, please look here!"

After shouting, he yanked the tent away in one go, revealing a huge pile of rapeseed cakes inside.

"Wow!" A stir went through the crowd. Every disaster victim present had eaten rapeseed cakes before and knew very well how filling a cake smaller than a fist could be—one bite and the belly felt warm, the whole body brimming with strength.

In truth, everyone had overlooked the advantage of spirit beans in disaster relief. Under normal circumstances, disaster victims who had been starving for a long time could not eat their fill for the first few meals; they had to have some thin porridge to adjust their stomachs, otherwise it was very easy to upset the stomach or burst from overeating.

Whether in the Resting Abyss or in Meishencheng, this situation existed, and it was only thanks to Seeing Ange's treatment that they pulled through.

But this time there was no such worry at all. Although rapeseed cakes were filling, their portions were small, making it hard to upset the stomach.

These filling cakes, now piled up in an entire tent's worth, carried an enormous visual impact.

Anthony's power surged for a moment, and he declared loudly: "God loves the world. The compassion and love of the Undying God have been misunderstood and twisted by you, but that doesn't matter—you too are a child of God. Countess Rebinia, are you willing to join the Undying God's mission to save the world? To have you and your people personally distribute the food fairly into every disaster victim's hands—are you willing?"

"Me distribute it?" Rebinia was dumbfounded after hearing this.

"Yes, you distribute it. Aren't you afraid we'll turn the disaster victims into slaves? Then send your people over to distribute the food, settle them, let everyone feel the love and care of the Undying God. The food is all here, you can come take over—don't let lives be lost in vain anymore." Anthony called out with sorrow and compassion.

That voice was full of infectious power, practically heartbreaking to hear and tear-inducing to listen to, making one unable to help feeling guilty, wondering if their suspicion had been a sacrilege against the divine.

Silver Coin couldn't help secretly slapping his thigh inwardly: Brilliant, we got a batch of labor for free.

Since Rebinia was afraid they'd trick the disaster victims into becoming slaves, then she could do the distributing, and they'd just supervise.

This Countess Rebinia surely had plenty of people under her; doing this kind of work was no problem. But once she did it, she would have to shoulder the responsibility of settling the disaster victims.

They could shake off the burden, harvest faith on top of that, and fool plenty of believers—a three-way win; they won three times.

Countess Rebinia's expression grew solemn: "You're really leaving the distribution to me?"

"It's not just simple distribution. You need to dispatch enough personnel, distribute the food, settle the disaster victims, register the headcount, organize production for self-rescue, let everyone recover from the disaster instead of just eating the food and calling it done. Countess Rebinia, this is a mission bestowed by the Undying God—are you willing to accept it?" Anthony's voice was full of seduction.

It wasn't really seduction, mainly because Anthony had been a professional charlatan for so long—when he wanted to fool people into working for him, his tone and demeanor alone could stir up their sense of responsibility and mission.

Rebinia began to hesitate. If Anthony had simply handed the food over to her for distribution, she would have suspected the other party had been seen through by her and was guiltily trying to get out.

But now he was laying out a whole pile of demands, and at first hearing they sounded very reasonable and professional—not only disaster relief, but also organizing production, letting the victims see hope, instead of just dividing up the food and calling it done. After this meal, what about the next?

These words also struck a chord with the disaster victims. What they feared most was finishing this meal with no next one in sight, having nowhere to settle, not knowing where to go, seeing no hope at all.

In a country with stable governance, when disaster struck, the victims' greatest hope was that the state would come to the rescue.

But in this world, every city was essentially an independent city-state. If the people inside the city wouldn't bother with them, no one else would.

Rebinia's mood involuntarily leapt from "how to expose these people" straight to "how to do these things well."

"What needs to be done?" Rebinia asked solemnly.

Good, she's taken the bait. As long as you're willing to do the work, everything else is easy.

"Come, come, come. First, how many people do you have? How much space can you free up to settle everyone? Are supplies sufficient? Are means of production sufficient? What difficulties are there? I heard you originally wanted to do disaster relief—who's been blocking you…"

Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si and Silver Coin looked completely relaxed, retreating to the side to watch the show. With Anthony personally going out to fool people, what was there to worry about? They just watched the show.

No one knew what they discussed, but Anthony picked up a rapeseed cake, tore it in half, took a bite himself first, then handed the other half to Rebinia.

Seeing Anthony take the first bite, only then did Rebinia feel at ease and take a bite of her half.

A few bites were enough to know the merits of this rapeseed cake, and the taste was quite good too. After finishing half, Rebinia licked her lips with a hint of lingering craving; her fair little tongue was rather enticing, but unfortunately not a single normal person was present.

In the end, Rebinia decided to send two hundred people over, to be arranged by Anthony, and at the same time set aside a mountain valley to temporarily settle the disaster victims. This tent-full of rapeseed cakes would also be guarded and managed by Rebinia's people.

Rebinia went to muster her people, and Anthony immediately began wandering around among the disaster victims.

Seeing some boys of twelve or thirteen, he would go up and fool them: "The Undying God bless you, may you be in good health."

"Is this your mother? Oh, Madam, your health is poor, you don't need to get up—your illness is quite serious."

"The Undying God shelters you, the plague-demon is driven away." With a solemn expression, Anthony grabbed at the patient's wound, and immediately a great surge of black qi churned, as if the plague-demon within the wound had been drawn out.

Yet beneath the cover of the black qi, what Anthony's palm released was the radiance of the Purification Art.

After a bout of posturing, the patient's wound immediately healed, and the whole family was instantly moved to tears of gratitude.

Anthony then seized the chance to say that the boy had real talent, could become a priest of the Undying God, enjoy a monthly stipend, and never go hungry.

Just like that, he fooled over a dozen boys of twelve or thirteen, and a large batch of devout believers.

Worthy of a professional charlatan—after this performance, the effect was far better than just handing out rapeseed cakes.

When he came back, Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked curiously: "Why pick only these boys?"

Anthony took a sip of holy water and explained: "At this age they can already work, but their worldview hasn't set yet—it's the easiest age to shape their ideas and beliefs."

"What can they do?" Lord Lord Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked.

"Become our eyes and ears. We have no source of information here, we don't know anything—it's easy to be plotted against without even knowing why."

Speak of the devil—Rebinia swept back at top speed, gasping anxiously: "Go, leave quickly. Tuge says you've been impersonating the Undying God Temple, and has already mobilized the Undying Guards from the cemetery. They're surrounding us right now, going to arrest you. Go, leave at once."

The expressions of everyone present instantly turned strange.

PS: Sweeping graves wore me out, my old waist is about to break. I'll make it up tomorrow.