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"Idiot! What do you know! If you force them, do you think it will have the same effect? ​​Benny said that only fools choose to use violence. We are smart people, and we must learn to use interests to manipulate people..."

Chapter 9 Thirteen: The Outbreak of the Plague

The temple is the sanctuary of the gods in the material world, a place to promote the thoughts and ideas of the gods, and a gathering place for believers to pray and donate, representing the supreme majesty of theocracy.

Generally speaking, unless it is a devil, a believer of the devil, or some evil monsters, it is rare for Faerun to besiege the temple.

In particular, the nominal ruler of Neverwinter - Lord Nasir, is also a believer in the God of Justice. The mainstream belief in the entire city is Tyre, the God of Justice, and his influence has penetrated into every aspect of the ruling structure, even quite a few. Bureaucrats and soldiers are themselves priests and paladins of the God of Justice.

So the priests in the Temple of the Beggar's Nest have never figured out what they did wrong to cause such a big public outrage.

Looking at the messy scene below the steps of the temple, he couldn't help but sighed slightly, and said to the senior priest who came to investigate the situation: "Have you seen it? These damned poor people have been besieging the temple for some reason. For half a month, not to mention the influence of believers, even those who came to listen to the teachings before have disappeared.”

"They just stood outside and never rushed in?" The senior pastor subconsciously frowned.

Because of this weird situation, he couldn't help thinking of some conspiracies.

"Yes, no one rushed in. But the problem is that they cut off the water and food sources of the temple. In the entire beggar's nest, no one is willing to provide us with food and drinks, so we can't even clean the temple right now." The young pastor's face was full of sadness.

But no wonder!

He originally thought that coming to the Beggar's Nest to spread the teachings was an easy job that could accumulate qualifications. Most of the poor could not even read a word. Coupled with the natural awe of the gods, he could easily gain a large number of believers.

But the tragic reality shattered this ridiculous idea.

Not to mention believers, it is a problem whether the entire temple can be maintained or not.

"Hey, it's not your fault, kid. Let's go and follow back first. I don't think this matter is that simple. Maybe Irebeth de Timarand should send someone to investigate it." Senior The pastor was obviously more sensible, and he didn't intend to blame the younger generation, let alone lose his temper.

"Thank you very much for your understanding! Please wait a moment, I need to pack something."

……

As the mass siege of the Temple of the God of Justice by the poor in the Nest of Beggars escalated, the top management of Neverwinter City finally realized the seriousness of the problem and hurriedly dispatched personnel to intervene in the investigation, and even hired some daring adventurers.

But who knew that this place, which was originally just a gathering place for the poor, has now been turned into an impregnable fortress.

Before they could find out anything, they were kicked out by Jesse's organization. Those unknown adventurers didn't even have a chance to get out alive. The corpses were thrown into the sewer for the rats to eat.

By forming a community of interests, Zhang Cheng has turned this place into his own kingdom. Anyone who is honest and willing to cooperate can at least receive free food every day, but if they don't cooperate, the result will be that the whole family will disappear.

No one knows whether the men were killed or sold to slave traders.

Just when Lord Nasir was furious and wanted to send a large number of guards to clean up the beggar's nest, a terrible plague suddenly broke out in Neverwinter.

In less than a few weeks, the plague spread to every corner of the city, and hundreds of patients even crowded the Temple of Tyre in the center of the city.

All of a sudden, the people fell into a panic, and the prices of various drugs skyrocketed.

Especially after the city council ordered to close the city gates and isolate the circulation between various regions, even the price of food was out of control, so that the famous Neverwinter Academy had to be temporarily closed.

As if overnight, the formerly prosperous Pearl of the North has turned into a place of chaos.

Under the threat of death, the dark side of human nature was released to the maximum, and various vicious crimes followed one after another, until finally there were so many prisoners that the prison could not hold them.

Feeling the panic and despair revealed by the whole city, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and said to Jesse standing in front of him: "It's time to enter the next stage. Tell all the residents of Beggar's Nest to reappear From the beginning, whoever is willing to give their faith can get food and medicine that can resist the plague."

"Faith?! Are you planning to become a god?" Tiefling was taken aback, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Becoming a god? No, I just want to do an experiment, an experiment about faith and gods. Remember, let them kneel and pray in front of the god statue, if someone has a red light, it means he is a liar .For this kind of person, kill them directly and never tolerate them." Zhang Cheng's eyes shone with a deep light.

Except for himself, no one in this world can understand the great significance hidden behind the experiment, not even the gods.

"Understood! I'll take care of it." Jessie bowed deeply.

Undoubtedly, such eyes terrified her, as if she was an ant being targeted by a giant dragon.

"Relax, don't be so nervous. I promise, when the plague is over, you will replace me as the underground queen of the Beggar's Nest." As he spoke, Zhang Cheng stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the extremely smooth cheek of the other party.

After several months of careful preparation, he finally showed his sharp fangs, intending to use the plague to complete the experiment.

Since there is no temple of the God of Justice in the Beggar's Nest, no matter what you do inside, you don't have to worry about being noticed by the outside world.

After all, all the attention of Neverwinter City is currently focused on treating the sick and preventing the plague from spreading unscrupulously, so there is no energy left to estimate other things.

"I'll replace you?!" Jesse raised his head abruptly, his eyes full of shock.

"That's right! To you, the Underground King of the Beggar's Nest is a title full of power and glory, but to me it's like the weeds and wildflowers that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, nothing to be surprised about. I With a greater goal, I will never be limited to a certain place. So when I don’t need something, I will give it to the most loyal subordinate last time.” Zhang Cheng explained meaningfully while lightly Lightly fiddled with the other's thick hair.

Since it was just a projection of consciousness, he was in an extremely relaxed relationship from the beginning to the end.

The reason is very simple, even if someone finds something and runs over to kill him, at most the consciousness will return to the body, and there will be no substantial harm at all.

The life force of the titans is so strong that they can't feel any threat.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Sargeras was accidentally defeated by Medivh's mother, Magna Aegwynn...

Chapter 9 Faith and Antidote

At night, in the basement of a private house in Beggar's Nest, there were more than forty poor people in ragged clothes sitting densely.

The one thing they all have in common is a constant coughing and unhealthy flushing.

You don't need to ask, this is the primary symptom of being infected with the plague. It won't take long for everyone to have a fever, nausea, and vomiting depending on their constitution. In severe cases, they will fall into a coma and eventually lose their lives.

So far, there is no priest or magic potion in the entire Neverwinter city that can treat it.

Not to mention treatment, they can't even alleviate the symptoms. The streets and alleys are full of corpses that died of the plague. The only thing the guards can do is to keep burning them.

Looking at these poor people with numb eyes who were almost waiting to die, Jesse took a deep breath, pointed to a statue in the middle and said, "I believe you already know what to do next! Yes, as long as you want to Great Benny offer your faith, and I will give you the antidote to the plague."

"Really? Is there really an antidote?" A middle-aged man in his 40s suddenly raised his head.

"That's right! See those potions emitting blue light behind you? As long as you drink it, you will get rid of pain and return to health." Jesse pointed to the translucent liquid that hit the glass test tube not far away.

Plague antidote!

Right now, the entire Neverwinter City is looking for something like crazy!

It is said that Lord Nasir sent a call for help to his traditional ally, Waterdeep, hoping to use the opponent's advantage in magic to develop a way to eliminate the plague.

It can be said that whoever has the antidote now will become a hero in the hearts of the entire Neverwinter residents. Not only will he be able to obtain unimaginable wealth, but he will also gain the gratitude of the people and unimaginable prestige.

"The antidote! Give me the antidote! As long as it can kill my son, I am willing to give everything, even my own soul!" Another young mother trembling with excitement holding her child.

"I would too!"

"Give me a bottle!"