I have a shelter

This episode delayed a little time, but after the excitement of the people, they started to work in the house they chose, and the territory was restored to order.

The shelter was empty before, only the zombies lived there. Although George and his team tried their best to clean it up when they left in the morning to prevent the villagers from making trouble. But it was still a bit messy. Some places even had some bad smells.

However, people were extremely happy, and what made George even more stunned was that these people actually started to help him round up the pie.

And the explanation given about why there was no one in the shelter, such chaos and other messy things, also made George drop his jaw.

‘This set of rhetoric that I prepared in advance is no longer useful? ’

‘It’s even more fucking cruel than what I said! You guys are talking about it, can you really believe it? ? ’

But as those excited and dancing people said more and more, there was a moment when even George felt that he almost fucking believed it!

He suddenly felt that in this darkest and most desperate period, human beings might really need some faith and spiritual sustenance.

These people in the feudal era have been ignorant of feudal ideas for thousands of years. They have not received any education, and most of them are illiterate. In their minds, they cannot produce advanced sparks, and it is difficult for them to understand those great principles.

Therefore, miracles, the most legendary things, are the easiest for these suffering fools to believe in them and live in the hope they have created.

But nature itself is a miracle. Who can say that there is really no God in this world? And those coincidences and miracles are not the arrangement of God?

After all, the person who claimed to be sent by God has stood in front of them.

And because, apart from this hope, these people have nothing.

They believe in the God of Shelter, but in fact, it is because they regard Him as the hope of living and the light in the darkness.

The hope of living is the most primitive and sincere appeal and hope of these poor people at the bottom.

For this hope, they are willing to believe everything and justify it.

Just to have a little light in the darkness

This feudal era is like this.

Whether you go right or wrong depends entirely on the person who created the miracle.

"Martin, do you believe in the God of Shelter? Believe in the guardian god of this world, who has been protecting us?" Looking at those busy people, George felt a little dazed. He actually said something he shouldn't have said.

But no wonder, he was too shocked. Because he found that these people didn't need him to command, they maintained order by themselves, and worked excitedly in excitement.

"Sir, I used to believe in the God of Shelter now, sir. I believe you can lead us to drive out the darkness and move towards the light." Martin pursed his lips and said, his eyes were sincere. He hadn't recovered from the excitement just now, so he didn't notice the deeper meaning of George's words-this is a person without faith.

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George noticed that there was another line of words on Martin's head. He pulled down the words [Really Unreliable Followers] with his eyes, and the two words [Believers (Believe)] appeared in front of him.

He had noticed before that after the pilgrimage, most people became "believers". Generally speaking, false believers need the guidance of doctrines and the Bible to strengthen their faith and become truly pious. However, many of these false believers became very firm after the pilgrimage and became [believers (firm believers)]. About one-fifth of the residents.

"This kind of firm belief is derived from despair. It is a blind belief that needs to be guided well. Otherwise, it may not only allow other charlatans to incite these people. One day, someone will push me off the altar," George muttered to himself in a low voice.

He felt that he should think about it carefully.

The big guy who had been closest to him seemed to hear: "I only believe in you, boss." Alexander scratched his belly and said, "Boss, I'm hungry."

George rolled his eyes and ignored Alexander's words.

It was past dusk, and the grain could not be harvested today. Although George was a little anxious, there was nothing he could do. But with more people, it was much faster to pack up.

He asked everyone to set up several large pots in the small square in front of the tavern before it was completely dark. He also asked people to fetch water from the well, boil it, and flush all the houses. After cleaning up the dusty houses, it was already evening.

He did not let the tired people go back to rest. He called everyone together and asked them to wash their hands and faces with hot water. He also asked Alexander to hold a large mud pot and sprinkle the water on his people while praying with them.

This time he used up all his magic power, and the effect of the sacred hymn was even stronger.

Although these blessed waters could not be compared with holy water, they obviously had a sacred breath. Even if diluted by those waters, they could remove the germs and corruption left on the skin and clothes.

This was the first time he did this. He had only seen the priests do this before. After this time, George felt that he had a better understanding of the mantra hymn.

After doing all this, the people slowly had a very subtle psychological change towards this lord. In their hearts, he has completely overlapped with the spokesperson of God.

Many even hoped that the lord would give him some time to repent and pray to him.

"God says that labor is the best confession and prayer. As long as you work hard and devoutly, the sins on your body will slowly be dispelled by your sincerity, and God will hear the appeal in your heart. "The priest answered with a solemn and sacred look.

In fact, although George was favored by the God of Protection, deep down in his heart, he still firmly believed that it is better to seek God than to seek oneself. In his opinion, rather than doing nothing and waiting for God's favor, it would be more practical to do it yourself.

Therefore, when pretending to use God's will, this determined magic stick has no psychological burden at all. He even began to decide that he needed to revise his teachings properly.

‘Boss, there are always many gods in this world. Their teachings are also written by believers who understand God's will. So if I slightly change your teachings, it’s okay, right? As long as this core doctrine remains unchanged, you shouldn't care about it, right? Don't worry, I won't let them worship the wrong god. ’

He has been looking through the Holy Scriptures these past two days. He discovers that the God of Sanctuary is not just one god - but seven guardian gods of the world.

Some gods prefer farming, and some prefer strength. Some represent love and reproduction, while others represent wisdom.

Believers believe in seven patron gods at the same time, and the Holy See also respects these seven gods.

However, the history and environment of the mainland are constantly changing, and people's preferences for belief will also vary with the times.

The core teachings of the seven patron saints are the same, but generally there are slight differences. Therefore, the doctrine has been modified and supplemented by the Holy See over the years.

Therefore, the main content of the teachings will be slightly different in different eras.

When a certain pope favors farming beliefs, the mainland may usher in a wave of land reclamation. When there are many believers who prefer strength, nobles tend to advocate duel and honor. War and turmoil often occur on the mainland at this time.

When the war intensified and affected the entire continent. Archbishops often try their best to push those who prefer love and reproduction to the position of pope.

It seems that the seven guardian gods have already reached an agreement after the War of the Gods. The world's beliefs have always maintained balance.

It is true that the things they represent are indispensable to human beings. So people always thought they were one.

However, all this seemed to be broken after the fog began - an extremely terrifying existence suddenly appeared in this world.

Some say He is the new god, while the God of Sanctuary is the old god. Some people say that He is the ancient old god, and the God of Sanctuary is the new god later—of course, this so-called later date was probably tens of thousands of years ago.

The opinions have never been consistent, but one thing has never changed - that is, He represents the end and the end.

He is about to awaken.

The continent has since fallen into chaos, and faith has long begun to be lost.

The belief in the God of Sanctuary has always been modified and supplemented with the understanding of believers. So George felt that there was nothing wrong with him adding.

Standing at the door of the tavern, George looked at the torches moving around in the territory and felt the lively scene. However, there was an unspeakable feeling in his heart at this moment.

He felt very happy because he was no longer alone, and felt pressure because the burden on his shoulders was heavy again.

He has tried his best to get people, but the food together is only enough for 3 days.

Normally, everyone relies on the people who support them, but the robbers came to rob and 'collect taxes', and they looted everything very cleanly. So there really isn’t much leftover food. The villagers are like primitive tribes who finish eating today and think about tomorrow.

There are basically no monsters in the mountains, so you don't have to worry about danger. And if there is really no food in winter, you can also trade things with the coal mine.

But in this shelter, if we don’t collect food, I’m afraid there really won’t be anything to eat.

Of course, judging from this year's situation, there are already more and more zombies in the valley. The so-called 'evils' are indeed spying on the village - either monsters or the lords.

So if everyone is united, it will definitely be much better here than in the mountains where there is no tomorrow after eating today. When the troops are trained, they won't be afraid of other survivors.

More and more people will gather here, and the shelter will become stronger and stronger.

But now there is an extremely serious problem - harvesting grain.

The food is right in front of you, but it's not that easy to get.

The eight of them couldn't take care of so many people collecting grain in the fog - in fact, the only people who could be used were themselves and Alexander. And if the villagers encounter a group of corpses when they go to the fields to collect grain tomorrow, I'm afraid no one will dare to go out in the future.

There should be no zombies near the holy place, and God has no intention of helping.

But the villagers have always believed that God will help them in the future, but in fact this is not the case.

George discovered that the suddenly silent god of protection seemed to have quietly set a test for him - to let the villagers get rid of their dependence on the gods and learn to rely on themselves.

If I want these sheep-like villagers to learn to pick up weapons and face the monster while harvesting food, I must think of some ways before harvesting food tomorrow.

Otherwise, the God of Shelter will probably have to change a CEO.

George thought indifferently and turned back to the tavern.