I have a shelter

"You are the devil and we are going to burn you now."

Daniel struggled desperately, but when he looked at the people below who were glaring at him, he heard the villagers scolding and framing him. He couldn't help but feel an unprecedented grievance.

Finally, his eyes couldn't help but plead, and the look he looked at the lord made people feel a little pity.

Like a child who doesn't know he's doing something wrong.

However, the next words he heard made him feel dizzy.

"Daniel, I know you are a devout believer. But you will not be able to go to heaven after death." George said coldly: "Because God has considered you a devil, so you will not only be burned to death, but also He will be burned in hell for tens of thousands of years."

Stars flashed in Daniel's mind, and he suddenly felt that his whole world was falling apart.

He suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the lord with a look of extreme hatred. He felt that he finally understood who the real devil was. He wanted to tear this person alive and let the villagers and the God of Protection take a good look at what was inside the skin.

"But God is merciful. He told me that He will give you a chance to prove yourself." George looked at the man in front of him quietly and suddenly said: "Daniel, are you willing?"

This sentence was like a hammer suddenly hitting the big bell in Daniel's mind. He stood stunned for a moment, as if he was understanding the meaning of this sentence. However, in the next moment, the hatred in his eyes was no longer there, replaced by a kind of prayer.

It's as if the person he just resented is not this person. As long as he can let himself go, he is not a devil - whatever he wants to be, he will recognize it!

George looked at the capricious guy in front of him and smiled coldly in his heart. He knew that this was a guy with no bottom line, the most despicable person who could never repent.

It's not that they have much faith in themselves or gods, it's just that they love themselves more than anything else and would rather deceive themselves for the sake of profit.

He felt that his foreshadowing was enough, and he wanted to completely squeeze out the last bit of value from this miserable man.

"Listen, Daniel." George said: "As long as you don't scream in pain in the flames, keep praying to the gods, and keep reciting the prayers loudly, every word is correct, he will let you in the flames. Reborn!"

This was like the bewitching voice of the devil, echoing endlessly in Daniel's heart. Even the guys tied up with him opened their eyes in excitement and started struggling.

George nodded. In his heart, he didn't care whether these people believed what he said.

But as long as they have the desire to survive in their hearts, his goal has been achieved.

"——Come on, each of you counts, I will read you the core teachings and prayers. As for how much you can remember, it depends on you. And there is only so much I can help you, so you can Please don’t call me wrong.”

When George took the smelly shoes out of their mouths, these people finally recited what he gave them in the fire.

At this moment, these dying people reached out to the life-saving straw in their extreme despair. Even though the straw was so illusory, it made them forget everything, and only the words from George's mouth remained in their hearts.

In the raging flames, the victims stared at the sky with wide eyes, and started shouting over and over again. The shouting covered up the crackling sound of the fire and the screams - maybe it was no longer clear which ones were the screams and which ones were the words they shouted.

But even though those people know that they have recited it wrong, they still continue to deceive themselves in the pain of purgatory and recite the prayers and shouts firmly.

This scene will forever be engraved in the hearts of the people. And this scene also made the people in the territory more and more certain of one thing - they were devils, that's why they were so repentant.

And that lord completely influenced these evil spirits.

The citizens looked at the burning stake and listened to the screams of the guards on the stage as they beat other prisoners. They knelt on the ground and began to pray together with the shouts coming from the blazing fire.

They chanted and prayed over and over again, and eventually even the man who was whipped began to pray.

Under the light and shadow of the fire, the lord of the sanctuary took complete control of everything.

After the carnival, the sanctuary became quiet. While those who are busy are excited in their hearts.

Old Duke's idea last night was finally put into practice. Everyone has a job to do and perform their respective duties. Moreover, these hard-working people are very active, and they don’t have to worry about how to distribute even the hardest, dirtiest and most tiring work.

George looked at the crowds who were busy again, and he knew that from this day on, no one could shake his status as lord!

Even if a real devil suddenly attacks him, these people will be the first to stand up!

. . .

In the tavern, George, who lacked sleep, looked at the scroll in his hand and rubbed his aching head.

From the moment he woke up in the early morning until the end of the show, his whole body was tense. After returning to the warm fire pit of the tavern, I felt a little tired.

After completing the task of gathering the residents, the sanctuary officially became a village.

Rewards are still being settled. But there were some changes in the scroll.

In the task bar of the current scroll, there is an additional [daily task].

[Daily tasks - Shelters have become villages and towns. Daily quests will now appear on your scroll. These tasks may come from daily patrols and guarding of the territory. Or from the prayers of believers. Assigning your subordinates to complete these small tasks will increase their 'merit'. 】

[Explanation: The ‘merit’ will appear on the scroll after the school is established. 】

There are currently some patrol missions on the scroll. George has just simulated the power on it and ordered Martin and others to take people to execute it.

The patrol team was divided into two groups, with six people in each group. Patrolling around the territory. One group seemed to have just encountered three zombies, but soon the three red dots disappeared on the scroll, while the blue dots stayed in place for a while and then continued to patrol.

George nodded, put down the scroll in his hand, and felt relieved at the same time.

These two groups were led by Martin and Jack respectively, and the others were all leaders. They will patrol until noon, and then those retinues who have had a good sleep will take over from Martin and Jack to continue patrolling with those people.

The equipment of the two teams was a combination that George had tried several times on the reels before. Finally, it was found that the combination of 1 retinue, 2 hunters, 1 young man, and two inferior civilians had the highest patrol mission completion rate, reaching 87%.

‘I don’t know what this merit is for, but with these ‘daily tasks’, at least I can allocate manpower reasonably. ’

In the daily tasks, there are many demands from the people of the territory - it seems that the God of Sanctuary has heard their voices and called His spokesperson to help believers realize it.

For example, 'Aunt XX prays to the God of Protection and wants to have a monkey with the lord' - obviously this task comes from the assignment of the God of Love.

And trivial things like 'the tavern waitress hopes that terrible lord won't force her to be here'

Ignoring those things, George started thinking.

"Those four scoundrels seemed to have a kind of pathological blind faith after being whipped." George touched his chin, somewhat confused as to why such a result occurred. But among the 12 blind believers in the patrol group, apart from Martin and Jack, the bad people are indeed the most devout in their faith.

Just like those followers who became [devout blind believers] after being baptized, they all became devout believers.

These bad people are even more pious than the followers.

‘Blind faith must be blind faith. But in this doomsday, if you don’t blindly and crazily believe in the hope of the future, you will have no chance of living. God of protection, their belief in you is devout and blind, it is just the hope of survival, so you Don't blame me, only by remaining blind like this can I let them overcome their fears and have a good chance of survival. ’ George nodded, seeming to understand.

As he said himself, perhaps what the people in the territories blindly believe in is not the God of Sanctuary and their lords. They just need a reason that cannot be destroyed so that they can firmly believe in the hope of the future.

‘Don’t say I didn’t think of a way to keep you from being disappointed, God of Sanctuary. The word "pious" is there. I have completed 6 of the 20 tasks of pious believers. I know that the taste of piety is a bit special, but you didn't mention giving me a reward for this task, so you just Don't worry too much, there's nothing I can do about it! ’

The scroll said that the 'devout believers' did not have any more combat power, but they could learn mantras and hymns. Once they understand the doctrine, they are sent to a monastery, where they can become a trainee priest after undergoing monasticism and baptism.

In addition, 'devout believers' will continue to spread their beliefs - beliefs as they understand them - to those around them.

In other words, with their efforts, more and more blind believers will

‘If used positively, this blindness will never let the hope in their hearts be shattered. Moreover, the fighting power of blind believers is extraordinary. ’ George took a sip of hot water and sat on a chair next to the fire pit to warm himself up. He felt that he would have to draw more pictures for these free cakes in the future.

As for whether the God of Protection will be satisfied with this matter?

‘If you can’t stand it, change it. I can only do this to this extent. This is the fastest and most efficient solution I can think of. ’

He rubbed his head and sighed.

His body felt very tired, but his spirit was very excited. The other guards and Alexander had already fallen asleep in the room, but he couldn't fall asleep.

Indeed, he was now full of thoughts and extremely confused.

From last night until now. Everyone in the territory has changed.

Although he did this all by himself, the pace was so fast that he was caught off guard.

He must sort out the current changes in the shelter in his mind to think about the next plan and make the right decision.

He had specially observed Martin and Jack before and found that the fighting ability of these two guys had changed after experiencing this night of fighting and spiritual baptism. Basic combat power has been increased from 2 to 3.

These two guys are still a little thin due to malnutrition, but their mental strength and determination allow them to exert even greater power. So George felt that after their bodies were taken care of, the combat effectiveness enhanced by their determination would definitely not be just this one point.

‘Elite’ The word appeared in George’s mind.

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