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Chapter 312 The 8st World

"Lomi, I'm counting on you today too."

The girl in front of him had pure golden hair that only one could envy, and her eyes were also clear emerald green. She was only sixteen years old, but she already had a stunning face.

She winked at Fang Ke, called her nickname playfully, and acted coquettishly very naturally. When Fang Ke smiled and nodded, she happily lifted her skirt and slipped out through the back door.

Xiao Qi said unhappily, "Master, has your temper become a little too good?"

Fang Ke said nothing, but changed into cleaning clothes, tied his hair up, and then carried a wooden bucket to fetch water from the holy pool.

Along the way, they met the priests and officiants of the temple. They walked past with their heads held high in indifference, not even paying any attention to the black-haired cleaning nun.

Only then could I vaguely hear their conversation.

"Tomorrow, the Bishop will be visiting the temple, accompanied by the kingdom's second prince, the future crown prince. He must inspect the affairs of each temple and instruct the Silver Armor Knights to ensure no mistakes are made."

"Don't worry, Master Priest. I've already given the order. I just don't know what the Master Bishop is here for. I heard it's to select a new Saint for the kingdom and a Princess for the Crown Prince..."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"Yes……"

Only then could she enter the hall where the statue was enshrined in an orderly manner. The monk guarding the gate asked her for her ID card. She gave it to him and the monk let her in.

Only then can you carefully wipe the base, ornaments, and the main body of each statue one by one as you did in the past.

The statues in this hall are all carved from white jade. Every time they are wiped, they become more crystal clear, as if bathed in holy light.

There are thirteen statues enshrined in the temple, each of which is exquisite and has its own characteristics.

Sitting at the very center is the supreme god. His statue is astonishingly lifelike, and the folds of his robe are vivid and soft like brocade.

Although the statue is simply carved with an outline and no facial features, it looks even more mysterious.

From certain angles, this god seems to radiate divinity, gazing at the world with compassion.

"Master, you help that Olivia sweep the temple every day, spending the entire day doing so. You have absolutely no time to learn about this world on your own... What's wrong with you? You never used to be able to tolerate such pushy people."

It has been more than three months since Fang Ke came to this world. He accepted his identity on the first day, learned about the basic situation of the temple on the second day, and browsed the temple library on the third day. Since then, he has participated in the cleaning day after day, and has never left the temple for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Her roommate Olivia initially swapped shifts with her. But after seeing Fang Ke cleaned for her once or twice without complaint, she often left the work to Fang Ke and sneaked out of the temple, disguising herself to go to the town market and play, spending the whole day there.

Xiao Qi had tolerated her for a long time, and today she finally complained to her thoroughly. She looked at Fang Ke's calm and expressionless face, and suddenly had a horrible guess.

"...Master, are you still alive? Your consciousness hasn't been devoured by the world consciousness, has it?"

Fang Ke: “…”

Fang Ke did not reply, but finished cleaning as usual and went to kneel down devoutly before the statue of the God of Creation.

She clasped her hands together, and her jade-like face was beautiful and holy in the reflection of the setting sun.

If someone passes by here, they will feel that the nun on the ground is also a perfect work of art, just like the statues in the temple.

The young nun prayed devoutly every day, "God, I am your most loyal believer, Philomena. I pray for your coming and mercy."

This was Fang Ke's ninety-ninth day of prayer. She was truly devout, her heart as calm as water, without any distractions, and her mind was filled with only one thing: being a believer in God.

Each prayer lasted at least an hour. She knelt there quietly, as if sitting in the gap between time and space, able to connect with God and become eternal.

"Look, she's putting on a show again. Who is she praying for every day? She really thinks she can connect with God. Even the bishop can't do that..."

"Hush! Don't you want to live?"

"Don't you know she's not very smart? She just keeps her head down and does the cleaning every day without saying a word."

"Yes, it's really pitiful. Let's go. The High Priest has informed us all to rush to the auditorium."

"Everyone...that Philomena..."

"Why bother with her? No one is paying attention to her. Let's go..."

Inside the temple, when the last ray of sunlight fell, Fang Ke slowly opened his eyes. All the statues in the temple were still there, and the god was still sitting calmly and high above.

There was no impatience or disappointment on Fang Ke's face. When she stood up with her skirt lifted up, her legs were numb from kneeling for too long and she almost fell to the ground.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew through the hall, straightening Fang Ke's tilted body. Fang Ke could even feel the wind passing through his waist, like a hand, invisible but powerful.

After she stood still, she looked up at the faceless statue, her eyes full of admiration and surprise. She regarded this as a gift from God. For the first time, she boldly gazed at the statue for a long time, then blushed with joy and said, "Thank you, God."

After leaving the hall, Xiao Qi was the first to lose his patience and said, "Master, wake up!"

Who is this shy, innocent girl who is devotedly a believer in God?

Fang Ke's eyes gradually became calm and his expression became indifferent. He walked all the way to his yard and then used a prop, similar to a space blockade, which could completely isolate the space in the real world.

The casting range is only the size of a three-meter cube, but it is enough for her to move around.

Fang Ke said straight to the point, "Three months ago, I checked all the books in the library that were related to God. All the ways recorded in history to connect with God were through prayer."

"The saints and saints were chosen by God through prayer. The bishops prayed for God to grant them strength. The witch doctors prayed for God to quell the plague."

"The only way to connect with God in this world is through prayer. Do you still think I'm doing useless work every day?"

Xiao Qi was shocked: "...Master, you are really very patient."

Fang Ke said calmly, "This is the same as my daily training in the second world. Praying and practicing with a gun, there's no difference."

She smiled and said, "But this is my limit. I originally thought that if there is no effect after 100 days, I will implement the second plan."

"Master, please tell me, what else do you have in mind?"

"If we believers can't see Xie Xiu, then we have no choice but to destroy all the temples and faiths in the world to force him to show up."

Xiao Qi also obviously felt that Plan B was more exciting. "Master, I thought that with your personality, you would directly choose the second option."

"It's a matter of risk. Wouldn't it be foolish to attack without understanding the opponent's strength? We don't even know how powerful Xie Xiu is in this world. If I assume he's a god who can crush civilians with a flick of his finger, who would I turn to for help?"

"Um...too."

It is obvious that this world is full of believers in God, so as a god, Xie Xiu’s power must be extremely strong.

Fang Ke said, "So, attacking the heart is the best way."

Xiao Qi was worried, "Master... just don't get yourself into this again."

Fang Ke sneered, "You haven't even started yet, let's talk about it when we meet people."

Xiao Qi then understood why Fang Ke didn't communicate with her outside, especially in the statue hall.

Fang Ke was too cautious. She felt that since prayers could be heard by God, then God should know all her thoughts and ideas.

So they decided that if they wanted to communicate, they could only do so within the sealed space. Only by stepping out of their homes could they achieve a state of "no self" in their minds.

Xiaoqi felt that Fang Ke had sacrificed too much, and that this was completely the practice mode of an ascetic monk. But after they cleared this copy later, they discovered that Fang Ke's mental strength had skyrocketed because of this period of practice.

So, it is true that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.

Fang Ke recalled what was unusual today. If it were someone else, they might have been frightened or extremely surprised. But she felt really happy. Damn, it finally moved.

It has been almost 100 days, and she was ready to give up if Xie Xiu didn't respond anymore.

She narrowed her eyes and said, "Now it seems that at least God heard my prayers."

Xiao Qi said, "Master, are you referring to the invisible force that appeared and held you up when you were about to fall? I thought you did it yourself."

Xiao Qi smiled with relief and said, "Master, so this was also your plan."

Fang Ke folded his arms and smiled in an unfathomable way, "Didn't I tell you not to play tricks in front of the statue? My legs are really numb."

"what?"