Blackstone Code Chapter 861: Lynch the Crossover


The old priest dropped everything and came to the Federation, all he wanted was to start a new life.

Nagalil is no longer the Nagalil of their time. Staying in the local area will only get worse and worse. In the end, it may be pulled out as a nail. It is better to leave early.

At least, he didn't come empty-handed, and there are tons of gold, which is enough for him to live very well here.

After chatting with Drager, he walked up to Lynch, Lynch held out his hand, and the two shook hands, but it was clear that their relationship was not as good as Drager's relationship with the old priest.

At least they'll hug, and Lynch's marriage is a simple handshake.

"How do you plan to arrange me?", the old priest asked very directly, and he looked around, "I still think I haven't seen my child."

Lynch explained casually, "I informed him that he is on a mission today, so he will not be able to come here until later. Before that, I will show you around."

The old priest looked relieved, Rika was his child, he thought so.

There are about a dozen priests who claim to be their children in the temple. The local religion of Nagalil is very unique.

They will travel to cities, towns, and villages to select saintesses who serve all the priests and high priests in the temple.

In the following years, when they were twenty, the saints would be sent home if they were not pregnant.

If someone is pregnant, the child born will be the next generation of priest candidates, and these saintess will also get a compensation by virtue of these children, but in the end most of them still have to leave the temple. For example, in the After the child grows up.

Because of the peculiarity of this inheritance, no one knows whether a certain saint is pregnant and gives birth to a child of his own, so they do not refer to each other as father and son in a strict sense, but by religion. identity within.

But aside from this level of identity, everyone will still make some judgments in their hearts based on the appearance of the next generation of priests when they grow up.

For example, the youngest son of the high priest, Rika, he felt that this youngest son looked very similar to him when he was young, so he firmly believed that this was his real child.

He also only sent Rika to the Federation, while the other children stayed in the Federation, continuing to work as priests as promising jobs.

When people get old, the beliefs and beliefs of a lifetime are gone, and desires and emotions return. Naturally, I hope that children can accompany me.

The old priest was obviously relieved to hear that Rika was preaching, at least he wasn't doing nothing here.

It's good to be able to preach and do something. People always have a sustenance. He knows this better than anyone else.

As for the outcome of the mission, or the outcome of the work, it is less important.

While speaking, Lynch invited the old priest into the car, and he was going to take him around the city and let him settle down.

Sometimes someone like the old priest may still be useful, plus his special status, from the moment he boarded the ship in Nagalil, the people of the Security Committee have been followed him.

He is unlikely to live anywhere else, and his sensitive identity is destined to live only in Bupen, under federal surveillance.

The old priest has long been mentally prepared for the prosperity of the Federation, but obviously those preparations are still not enough to really come here, feel the life here, and never understand why some people are willing to abandon everything and even their families , but also to live in the Commonwealth.

"I have deposited your gold in the bank..." Sitting in the car, Lynch talked about the gold ingots sent by the old priest.

The religion of Nagalil advocates gold, so from the royal family to the commoners who can't afford to eat, they are willing to sell their children and exchange money to buy gold items to present to the gods.

The purpose of doing this is actually not so pure. Only by doing this will the gods let them have a good baby. In the final analysis, it is still for themselves.

This also allowed the priests from all over the world to have an amazing amount of gold products in their hands. The family of Lynch's manager, Asir, opened a chemical reagent extraction gold factory.

They will buy the gold dust and paint mixed together and brushed on the surface of the utensils in the temple as gold utensils, which are also the lowest-grade gold utensils.

Extract gold from it and sell it to the public, and their business has never stopped for even a day due to lack of supply!

Lynch had seen the old priest's collection at the time, which was a mountain of gold utensils piled up.

They were piled together after random thumping, which was impressive and hard to forget.

Now the price of gold per ton in the international market has exceeded 2 million, and the old priest's wealth is a little more than 15 million.

No matter where the money is in any country, it can be said to be very rich.

Hearing Lynch talking about the gold, the old priest's attention returned to the car, he looked at Lynch, waiting for him to continue.

"The Commonwealth also likes gold, but people don't use gold as currency. I will help you convert the gold into cash at the current gold price and store it in a bank account."

"Do you want me to explain to you what a bank account is?"

The old priest smiled and shook his head, "I understand, don't take me as someone who doesn't know anything, I understand this!"

Lynch took out a voucher from his pocket and handed it over, "This is the account voucher, you can use this to modify your account content at any Gold Exchange Bank."

"It is also necessary to process cash checks and transfer checks from banks. In the Commonwealth, checks are very important."

The old priest sounds a little strange. He actually has some questions, but he didn't ask them.

His identity has allowed him to act as an all-knowing and almighty agent all these years. He is the incarnation of gods in the world. Anyone can be confused, and there are things they don't understand, but he can't.

These things are difficult to change in a short period of time, he has to adapt.

After walking around, everyone had a meal in the restaurant. It could be seen that the old priest was a little uncomfortable with using knives and forks and sitting at the table. Mr. Drager was completely used to it.

He's more of a Commonwealth than a Commonwealth--because he's rich, and having money in the Commonwealth means doing the right thing, and that's exactly what he is.

Occasionally, he would tell the old priest a little anecdote about living here, as well as some trivial things in life. In general, he was helping Lynch to soothe the old priest's emotions.

After dinner, Lynch sent the old priest back to meet his son. Before the old priest left the car, Lynch took his hand.

"Don't tell your son how much money you have, at least don't say it as soon as you come up, see what I mean?"

The old priest froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly sharpened, but soon seemed to become cloudy again.

He nodded, "I'm not stupid..." After a moment of silence, he added, "Thank you for reminding me."

Lynch let go, "You are very cooperative with me. I regard you as my friend. I treat friends differently from enemies. You will understand what I mean."

"Call me something..."

Lynch said goodbye to the car and slowly left the villa area. The old priest standing on the side had a slightly weird expression. He touched the bracelet on his wrist, which was his "twenties" Father" gave it to him.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard Rika's voice, "Welcome, Father!"

He's wearing a...weird outfit, the cuffs and neckline are tightly together, slightly lighter than pure black, with a little more cyan, which makes him look like a serious person , also quite mature.

The old priest had a smile on his face and hugged him, and then the old priest saw more people in the room.

"I'm here to introduce you. These are my good friends and people of God. They've always been looking forward to meeting you."

There are more than a dozen people in the room. These people are all young, male and female, and there is something in their eyes that the old priest is very familiar with. It is a kind of frenzy.

This fervour was in the eyes of those devotees of Nagalil, and even in the eyes of the old priest for a long time.

Some people think this is their piety, but it's not, at least not quite.

What they are religious about is only the gods in the illusion, and their own indifference, the old priest knows this situation better than anyone, they are poisoned!

There are many magical things in nature that are hallucinogenic.

Incense burning in the native religion of Nagalil contains these ingredients. The reason why each generation of high priests is the core of inheritance is that burning incense.

Their specially made incense allows people to see the gods, hear what the gods say to them, and feel the greatness of the gods.

In the final analysis, every high priest knows very well that when they say that they want to see the gods again, they actually want to bathe in the incense and play with the villains in the incense.

After simply saying hello to everyone, Rika sent the old priest up to the second floor~IndoMTL.com~ Later, after the people downstairs left, Rika found the old priest who was watching TV .

His ability to adapt to his new life is much higher than Lynch imagined, at least he knows how to turn on the TV and find what he wants to watch.

Is it easy?

No, at least 37% of the people in the Commonwealth can't use the remote control correctly, which is no easy task!

"It's good to see you, is everything over there over?" Rika walked in, sat on the chair, and asked casually, as if chatting.

The old priest lowered his voice and nodded, "Everything is over."

Rika nodded. He didn't know how to continue, but he finally asked, "Did you come with nothing?"

When he said it, he felt that the statement was too blunt, and immediately added, "I mean, did you bring anything else?"


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