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

Nagalil is no longer the Nagalil of their time, and the situation will only get worse if you stay here. In the end, you may be pulled out as a nail. It is better to leave earlier.

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

After chatting with Dragg, he walked in front of Lynch. Lynch stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands, but it was clear that their relationship was not as good as Dragg and the old priest's relationship.

At least they would give a hug, and when Lynch got married, he simply shook hands.

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

Lynch explained casually, "I told him that he is preaching today, so he will be able to come here later, and I will take you around before that."

The old priest looked at him as if letting go, Rika was his child, he thought so.

There are probably as many as a dozen priests in the temple as his children, and Nagalil’s local religion is inherited in a very special way.

They will go to various cities, towns and villages to select saints, and these saints selected from various places will serve all the priests and high priests in the temple.

In the following years, when they are twenty years old, these saints will be sent home if they are not pregnant.

If someone is pregnant, the children born are the candidates for the priests of the next generation. These saints will also get a compensation with these children, but in the end, most of them still have to leave the temple, for example, when the children grow up. Later.

Because of the particularity of this inheritance, no one knows whether a certain saint was pregnant and gave birth to his own child, so in the strict sense, they would not call each other father and son, but rather in their religious identities. .

But apart from this level of identity, everyone will still make a judgment in their hearts based on the looks of the next generation of priests after they have grown up.

For example, Rika, the youngest son of the high priest, thinks that this young son looks a lot like him when he was young, so he firmly believes that this is his real child.

He also only sent Rika to the Federation, and the other children stayed in the Federation, continuing to do the promising job of the priest.

When people grow old, the beliefs and beliefs of a lifetime are gone, and desires and emotions have returned. Naturally, I hope that the children can be by their side.

Hearing that Rika was preaching, the old priest was obviously very pleased, at least he didn't do nothing here.

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

As for the results of preaching or work, it is not so important.

With that said, Lynch invited the old priest into the car, he wanted to take him around the city, and then let him settle down.

Someone like the old priest might still be useful at some point. Coupled with his special identity, from the moment he got on the ship in Nagalil, people from the safety committee have already followed him. .

He is unlikely to live elsewhere, and his sensitive identity is destined to be suitable only for living in Buppen and living under federal surveillance.

The old priests have long been psychologically prepared for the prosperity of the Federation, but obviously those preparations are still not enough. They cannot really come here and feel the life here. They will never understand why some people are willing to abandon everything and even their families. Come to live in the Federation.

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

The Nagalil religion advocates gold, so from the royal family to the civilians who can't afford to eat, they are willing to sell their children and have to exchange money to buy gold objects to give to the gods.

The purpose of doing this is actually not so pure, only by doing this, the gods will let them cast a good baby, after all, it is for themselves.

This also allowed priests everywhere to have an astonishing amount of gold products in their hands. Lynch’s manager Aser opened a factory to extract gold with chemical reagents in his home.

They would buy back those in the temple with gold powder and paint mixed together and brushed on the surface of the utensils as gold objects, which are also the lowest-grade gold objects.

Extracting gold from it, and then selling it to the public, their business has never stopped even one day because of insufficient supply!

Lynch had seen the collection of the old priest, which were piled up like a hill of various gold utensils.

They are piled together after being beaten randomly, which is impressive and unforgettable.

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 placed 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 and waited for him to continue talking.

"Federals also like gold, but people don't use gold as currency. I will help you convert this 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 treat 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 an account voucher. You can use this to modify the contents of your account at any Jinhui bank."

"You must also rely on this to process cash checks and transfer checks from banks. In the Commonwealth, checks are very important."

The old priest sounded a little strange, but he actually had some questions, but he didn't ask them.

His identity has allowed him to act as an omnipotent substitute for all these years. He is the incarnation of a **** in the world. Anyone can be confused, and there is something he doesn't understand, but he can't.

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

After a round, everyone had a meal in the dining room, and it was obvious that the old priest was a little uncomfortable with using knives and forks and sitting at the table to eat. Mr. Drag had already adapted completely.

He is more like a federate than a federate—because he is rich, and having money in the federated means that everything is right, and he is just such a person.

He occasionally talked to the old priest about anecdotes about life here, as well as some trivial things in life. Generally speaking, he was helping Lynch to calm the old priest's emotions.

After eating, Lynch sent the old priest back to meet with 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 tell it as soon as you come up. Do you understand what I mean?"

The old priest froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly became sharp, but soon seemed to become muddy again.

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

Lynch let go, "You are very cooperative with me. I treat you as my friend. The way I treat friends and enemies is different. You will understand what I mean."

"Call me if you have something..."

After saying goodbye to the car, Lynch slowly left the villa area. The old priest standing on the side had a slightly weird expression. He touched the bracelet on his wrist. It was given by his "father" when he was in his twenties. For him.

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

He was wearing a...very strange outfit. The cuffs and neckline were tightly closed, which was slightly lighter than pure black, with a little more cyan, which made him look like a very serious person, and quite Maturity.

There was a little more smile on the old priest's face, and he hugged him, and then the old priest saw more people in the room.

"Let me introduce to you. These are my good friends, but they are also God's people. They have always been looking forward to meeting you."

There are more than a dozen people in the room. These people are very young. There are men and women. There is something familiar to the old priest in their eyes, which is a kind of fanaticism.

This fanaticism also existed in the eyes of the believers in Nagalil, even in the eyes of the old priests for a long time.

Some people think that this is their piety, but it is not, at least not entirely.

What they are pious is only the gods in the illusion, and their own indifferent, the old priest knows this situation better than anyone else, they are poisoned!

There are many magical things in nature, and these things are hallucinogenic.

The burning incense in the native religion of Nagalil has these ingredients. The core reason why each generation of high priests is inherited is the burning of incense.

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

In the end, every high priest knew very well that they fanatically said that they wanted to see the gods again, but in fact they wanted to bathe in incense and play with the little people in the incense.

After greeted everyone briefly, Rika sent the old priest up to the second floor~lightnovelpub.net~ Later, after the people downstairs had left, Rika found the old priest who was watching TV.

His adaptability to the new life is much higher than Lynch imagined, at least he knows how to turn on the TV and has found what he wants to watch.

Is it easy?

No, at least 37% of the people in the Federation cannot use the remote control correctly. This is not a simple matter!

"It's nice to see you, is everything over there?" Rika walked in, sat in a chair, and asked casually, as if she was chatting.

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

Rika nodded. He didn't know how to pick it up, but finally he asked, "Did you come empty-handed?"

After he said it, he felt that this statement was too blunt, and immediately added, "I mean, did you bring other things?"