After the global recovery I crossed

In the hall of Earl Meunier's castle, Lin Xingtao sat on a long table full of delicious food, while his disciples were busy up and down.

Believers were picking up the scattered corpses of Police Officer Reynolds and piecing them together like a platter of food.

But their chaotic minds always misspell, either connect their head to their ass, or connect their thighs to the soles of their feet.

When Lin Xingtao came back to his senses from the past, Lei Nuo had already been put in a funny pose and moved in front of him.

Looking at those frenzied faces, Lin Xingtao felt that they were idiots, and at the same time thought that his own idiot was a bit cute.

He watched as the Duke carefully inserted a wine glass down Raynor's throat—

Finally, he said casually, "Stop your disrespectful desecration of the corpse."

"You are bullying your compatriots who cannot fight back."

The Duke quickly said, "I'm sorry for my lord, but he is a heretic who believes in the God of Industry!"

"Heretics must be punished!"

The Viscount put on a coat for Lin Xingtao behind the table. Lin Xingtao slowly raised his eyelids as he saw the corner of the coat on his calf.

He asked the dead Raynor: "Are you a heretic?"

Raynor's body was interrogated before the gods.

Renault leaned on his butt and opened his mouth to defend himself: "I, I love him, I want to throw my dignity off the stone slabs under his feet, I want...Master Louis."

Grind your feet?

Lin Xingtao jumped off the table with great interest, the hem of his coat fluttering with his blond hair.

He stretched out his foot and stepped on Renault's forehead.

"Resurrect, my believer." He who has the power of life said so.

[Although you are an evil god, the evil god does not do whatever they want. ] The keeper reminded in a low voice, [especially if you are still a newborn god and your faith is still very weak. ]

[Unless you accept the sacrifices of everyone present, what you resurrect is just a bunch of wriggling, mindless flesh at your beck and call, not a whole person. ]

Lin Xingtao smiled: [No, I will use the power of other gods to revive my believers. ]

He opened the Seal of Viri.

Layers of blue light were about to move around Lei Nuo, and the power belonging to Lin Xingtao took the opportunity to sneak into the center.

Lin Xingtao once saw Lei Nuo surrounded by blue light in the garden of the Viscount's mansion, like a thriving child in a cradle.That blue light is the divine power of the God of Industry. Whenever Lei Nuo uses his divine power, the blue light around him becomes deeper, and he himself becomes stronger.

The rays of divine power became more and more complicated.Then what?

—a cocoon, which will eventually become a cocoon.The captain of the guard team was almost wrapped in a blue cocoon of light.

And in the end, what will come out of the cocoon?

Stronger and crazier.

A fanatic who is loyal to the god of industry is born in this way.

This is industrial age craft at its finest.

but--

It's ok.

Lin Xingtao fiddled with his feet lightly, returning all parts of Lei Nuo to their original positions.

Kara, Renault opened his mouth, teeth colliding.

Lei Nuo's secret keeper had no choice but to whisper in Lin Xingtao's smile: [During the period of your death, your consciousness was preserved due to special reasons that I can't say. ]

[Because of the great existence—the God of Industry has watched you, and you have completed the baptism of divine power, you have been inspired, and you are about to be summoned by the Pope to the temple in the capital. ]

[But... there is a problem with your state. ]

[At the last moment before death, your body joined the altar of flesh and blood sacrificed to the evil god, and your long-term temporary madness was locked. ]

[Another Secret Keeper's dark dice and the particularity of the Flesh Altar make this state of yours always have an impact.In other words, you are still obsessed with Master Louis, and you will be depressed and even go crazy if you leave him. ]

[Your current situation is very complicated.You are both a devout follower and a fanatic of the God of Industry. ]

[You can decide which side to choose by rolling the dice...] The keeper's voice became smaller and smaller.

Lin Xingtao ravaged Lei Nuo's hand, and sneered, "What? You still have to make a choice?"

Children make choices, adults only know that there is no choice at all.Reality will always teach you what obedience is.

Renault's wrist moved slightly, holding the white and perfect ankle.

He glanced up a little, then quickly lowered his head.

He wanted to get up, but he couldn't direct his waist to exert force at all, and finally his fingers touched Lin Xingtao's feet, thinking it was a kiss of allegiance.

He expressed his attitude with such actions: I am loyal to you.

Satisfied, Lin Xingtao took a step back and cast his innate life spell.

A section of the limbs that were short of weight twisted like a puppet on a string, but the flesh and blood protruded from the small granulation, and the naked eye visibly bulged.

"Patchwork aesthetics in the steampunk era." Lin Xingtao inspected this scene full of artistic beauty.He thought of Frankenstein and some of the game's Stitch Monsters.

Suddenly, a distant call came from a very near and far away place.

Lei Nuo's body is looming, and he is about to be called away from this place.

A trace of panic flashed across his handsome face about leaving Lin Xingtao.

He fell to his knees uneasily.

Faced with this situation, Lin Xingtao made a slight move, and the blond hair that was hanging down to his feet was snapped off.

The floating blond hair turned into golden threads, like live insects, and rushed towards Lei Nuo's body.

They unscrupulously shuttle through the newly grown flesh, becoming the needle thread that strings the whole body.

Lin Xingtao's body parts, including his hair, are part of his strength and cannot be discarded at will.Renault needed Lin Xingtao's body to stabilize his mental state.

The golden thread disappeared, and Lei Nuo regained control of his body, and he adjusted his posture under the envelope of blue light.

Get down on one knee.

His new body is perfect and powerful, like a knight who guarded his master in the past, about to make an ancient and solemn oath.

"Go to the Pope of the Church of the God of Industry and open up glory for me."

"Remember." Lin Xingtao glanced at the others, "I am the only master you can please."

Renault kowtowed: "As you wish, my lord."

He disappeared.

Lin Xingtao turned around and said to the viscount who was feeling sorry for his hair: "Father, I want this world."

The Viscount seemed to think that the world was a rather rare gadget, and he only replied as if to amuse the child: "Of course, it belongs to you, Louis."

Lin Xingtao thought it was a perfunctory move, and he approached the Viscount, staring into his gentle blue eyes.

The viscount's breathing became rapid.

"Then, Dad stay here and get Lorraine for me first, okay?"

Children who have grown up will no longer act like a baby, and only have the meaning of almost cold and undeniable orders.

The viscount's fingers trembled, his blond hair was almost tangled together, and he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the capital, Dad."

The Viscount was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Are you going to find your biological parents, they may be in the factory in the capital..."

Lin Xingtao replied: "No."

He may really want to find his biological mother, such as returning to the present world, but it is definitely not going to the factory to find Louis' biological parents.

Looking at the Viscount's sad face, Lin Xingtao comforted him, "I'll be back soon."

He turned again, this time heading towards the kitchen.

The Viscount sighed.The blond hair parted at his fingertips, and the child was out of sight.

The reality is always like this, children always leave their parents and go to better places.

In order to go to the next level, in order to——

Supreme.

After a while, the vicomte regained his grace and nobility, and said to the duke:

"Duke Poncelet, let us grow the church together."

"Let everyone in Lorraine dare not disrespect our monarch."

This is also a little thing that fathers do for their children.

-

Lin Xingtao walked through the dirty kitchen and came to the cemetery.

He clutched his coat tightly, shouting in his heart, what kind of overbearing evil god is in love with me, and at the same time felt that it was normal or even not enough.

His reason and madness are strangely combined, but even more strangely fit into this world.

"This world is too crazy, mice are all cats as bridesmaids—" he hummed softly, looking at the Temple of Industry in the city of Epinal.

The temples of the God of Industry are all over the country, and his temple has just been built.

He closed his eyes and felt all the believers.

His believers are all in the castle except Raynor, both humans and ghouls transformed into humans.

Very few, but Lin Xingtao believes that as soon as he walks on the street, a bunch of people will cry and be charmed to join the religion.

He sent orders to each believer:

Protect my glory, don't fall into my prestige - keep a low profile and be careful when doing things!

Indulging in low-level pleasures will only dust your spirits, and your punishment will come from continuous enjoyment-I don't even have sex, how can you mess around!

Soon, he got a clear or vague response from the believers, and even Renault, who was far away in the capital, had a faint voice to convey.

The lower layer is not the problem, the problem is the upper layer.

He looked at the prince's airship—the steel monstrosity that belonged to the upper classes.

He was thinking about whether to resurrect the prince, even if what was resurrected was just a mindless body.

Just then, he heard another voice from the capital.

Renault should be the only believer in the capital, unless Renault's ability to develop those offline is very weak.

So that voice is not from believers, but from ordinary people.

Therefore, the voice was so weak that it was hard to hear clearly. If it weren't for the fact that Lin Xingtao had few believers at this time, he might have been ignored.

[God of industry, please give us a new direction, pity those of us who work. ]

[God of industry——]

A voice full of helplessness and despair echoed over and over again.

Lin Xingtao suddenly felt a feeling of anger.

stupid people.Mispronouncing the name of the gods is disrespect and fooling the gods.

Instead of venting his dissatisfaction with the workers, he kicked open the door of the airship with the corner of his mouth raised, and his strength of up to 60 was unstoppable.

He responded to them calmly and with a smile.

[Choose your leader...]

[There is no need for war, tell the nobles who are unwilling to share your rights with you...]

[Legislative Assembly and Royalist are never contradictory...]

[Monarchy, Nobility and Democracy...]

—Parliamentary constitutional monarchy!

Lin Xingtao lived in a strange era.

In fact, the rise of industry in this world was a bit premature at the beginning. Compared with France on Earth, France had already completed the feat of abolishing the feudal system when the industrial revolution was on the rise.

Here, not only did politics fail to keep up with the development of productive forces, but the productive forces went even further because of the god of industry.

It is equivalent to the industrial strength of the second industrial revolution of the earth, but the politics is still ruled by feudal autocracy, and the superstructure does not match the economic foundation. How can various contradictions not be stimulated.

What does the Pope of the Industrial Church, which belongs to the new force, think?Does he want to reform?But Lin Xingtao felt that the Queen's temporary repentance had something to do with the Pope.

Lin Xingtao stretched out his hand, and a figure ran up to his hand on all fours, rubbing its head against his hand.

It was his sister, Audrey the Ghoul.

Smelling the scent, she ran all the way from the Viscount's mansion to here.

"Sister, let's go to the capital together." Lin Xingtao said.

He took her into the airship.

Thinking of the painful words of those workers, Lin Xingtao issued the last order:

Don't rely on terror, don't rely on tenderness.

Rely on the brilliance of self and the brilliance of all.

Go make them willingly.

go let me.

Dominate their lives and madness.

The author has something to say: In order to recruit followers, Lin Xingtao decided to stand up and become an idol. (a stalk of a Japanese manga)

When it comes to Riman, I think of an artist girl in "Psych-Pass" who dismembers corpses, places them like Reynolds in the text, and puts them in the downtown area. People pass by the distorted corpses without knowing it.

Renault: Please be human.