Chapter 467: nourishment
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High-profile King
- Pig on a Bamboo
- 1304 characters
- 2021-01-30 02:36:51
If the Heavenly Fathers’ system is completely rigid, those almost hereditary senior priests and monks can rely on their dominant position in the Holy See and easily share the phenomenon of the masses of believers, leveraging the light source power through prayer.
Similar to a state organ with a clear order, the chief executive who relies on nepotism will naturally enjoy higher rights and interests than his subordinates.
Then the non-compulsory gift mechanism of the sons of dawn is quite similar to that of a private enterprise who can get more benefits based on performance, and the incompetent can only sit and eat.
However, this kind of fairness is only temporary. After the baptism of history, any huge organization will naturally be run out of flaws in the system and become more and more bloated and rotten. No one can avoid this.
Sitting under the magnificent glass dome, he tore a fat roasted rabbit meat with his hands and put it in his mouth.
While chewing and looking to the left and right, the converted priest of the Cathedral of ‘Glory of Light’, Zhang Jiao thought silently:
It’s really ugly.
The Son of Dawn transformed into a monster like Heavenly Father, although it was only a matter of time.
But as long as I need it to gather momentum, I won't allow these mediocre people to continue to get something for nothing.
The waste that is unwilling to make changes can only be eliminated. "
Thinking of this, a sincere smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He held up the silver cup on the long square table and said loudly: "You are inspired by the Son of Light to be the pillars of my'Son of Dawn', and I am deeply honored.
I hope that in the future, everyone will work hard for the spread of the power of light in the "Light Transmission Institute", curb evil, and restore Nanyang's previous prosperity and stability.
Zhu Jun wins by drinking. "
The Heavenly Father’s teaching has been flourishing in the South Seas for more than 20 years. Although the priests and monks have grown rapidly in an environment similar to the laws of the forest because of evil rampages, even if they are used for 50 years in 20 years, they can produce several arrogant figures. .
In addition, many of the elites went to the Eastern Continent to participate in the struggle between Shanjin, Western Qin and Jiang Chu, and some were transferred back to the Western Continent by the Vatican.
The priests and monks who stayed behind were mostly well-behaved people.
Compared to gaining more power of light and raising the transcendent level, he is more concerned about the mundane wealth and power, so he really has no interest in Zhang Jiao's high profile.
However, due to the noble status of his pope, he still shouted with a smile of excitement and honor, "It is a great honor for me to work together with the suzerain to make the power of light shine in the Southeast Asia."
"Adults are the land-based agents of the Son of God. Every word, deed, and every action represents the wishes of the bright, and the future will surely lead us to defeat evil and rejuvenate Nanyang."
"The master has a bright mind. Let me wait for his great ambition and drink to win." He lifted his glass and drank it.
Holding a camera and walking around in the temple, a few experienced staff members of the Information Department of the Son of Dawn’s Clan Property Bureau, who caught the precious lens, saw this scene and pressed the shutter one after another, recording this historical significance. time.
The most symbolic cathedral in Lantau, all the left-behind priests toast the Pope of the Son of Dawn, undoubtedly symbolizing that the Nanyang Father's Church has declined to the extreme, and it has become the nourishment for the further rise of the Son of Dawn.
Once this picture was publicized, the remaining Nanyang Heavenly Father Church began to disintegrate at an accelerated rate. In order not to be persecuted in the future, most priests and monks chose to change their flags to serve the Son of Dawn.
The whole situation is almost the same as the process of swallowing the dark forces in District 15 of Xiangbei City after Zhang Jiao established his power.
It can be seen that the thinking of most ‘guangweizheng’ priests is actually the same reality as the thugs of underground organizations.
Ten days after the reception of the ‘Glory Temple’, Zhang Jiao, who traveled from Lantau to Singapore and completed the inspection of the three countries in Southeast Asia, finally returned to Xiangyuan.
And that night, he was between the 14th district of Xiangbei City and the 15th scorched earth, the newly constructed Holy See of the Son of Dawn, and he saw Liang Xiaozhou who hurriedly visited overnight.
Because the requirements for material life are more casual, coupled with the desire to establish a kind of strong religious organization with the heavenly father or any other old brand, that kind of universal lofty, magnificent and solemn style, different people-friendly styles.
The "Son of Dawn" that Zhang Jiao personally planned is quite simple, not even a temple. It is just a courtyard with no more than 10 acres and planted with sunflowers, plus a classical style of Xia Zong with an area of one thousand square meters. It's just a stone building.
However, he also built a so-called ‘core area’ underground, but it was actually just a trick to play on mystery and better conceal his ability to shuttle through anchor points.
At the moment, in the core area of the maze, in a small room with tea tables and futons, Zhang Jiao and Liang Xiaozhou are sitting on the floor facing each other across a small wooden tea table.
Liang Xiaozhou took a sip of tea, frowned and said, "Ling Jiao, although you are young, you are already in your 40s. You can't look like a normal person.
During this period of time, the rising trend of religions has shocked even the top leaders in Nanyang politics. The hundreds of millions of believers have to dig this kind of tiny ‘rat hole’ to serve guests. "
"According to my rules, if someone visits, they should be taken to the meeting room on the second floor," Zhang Jiao smiled and said, "This is a place for my own use, and it comes with my own interests.
The whole Nanyang will meet with me in this "mouse hole". If you are not satisfied, improve it next time.
But Sister Xiaozhou, refining the spirit is like refining the heart.
A monk intrigues all day long, his eyes are full of sensuality, and his daily life is too extravagant.
You are also a monk. If you want to go to the next level, you'd better dig a ‘rat hole’ and go in and find your original mind when you have time.
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Liang Xiaozhou couldn't help but sighed: "You are really unpredictable.
I can't speak of foreign objects, never lagging behind others when competing for fame and profit.
Speaking of indulging in the creation of power and wealth, does it appear to be outside the world?
People really want to take your mind off and take a look at what's inside. "
"It's so cruel, I don't have to." Zhang Jiao ordered some hot tea for himself and Liang Xiaozhou's cups, and smiled while drinking: "You are a strong woman all day long.
I traveled a long distance to three countries in Southeast Asia. I just got off the boat in the evening and wanted to take a break. I came here overnight. What is it for? "
"In order to possibly change Nanyang and even the entire history of mankind." Liang Xiaozhou said with a mysterious expression, and took out a 3-inch square metal box from his pocket.
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