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Chapter 1162

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He took a bus from the airport to the nearest city, Freya. Lu Sheng stayed in this famous tourist city for three days. He scattered more than a dozen wooden sculptures of different gods.

Currently, he could already feel a slight amount of Mental Energy surging into his main body's core from his Heart World.

This trickle of Mental Energy would bring him more than ten units of Mental Energy every day. Although it was not much, this was only the beginning, after all.

After scattering some more wooden sculptures in the city, Lu Sheng took another plane and continued traveling to other regions.

He mainly waited at the international flight entrance of the airport and gave the wooden sculptures to those who needed them.

Whenever he saw those who had lost hope in life and were on the brink of despair, they would show expressions of surprise and hope under the effects of the wooden sculptures.

A gratified smile would appear on Lu Sheng's face.

He did not plan to bring his believers into his Heart World. The lives in his Heart World could not provide him with more Mental Energy. After all, Mental Energy was essentially a part of the Origin Power of the Universe.

Absorbing Mental Energy was the same as stealing the Origin Power of the Universe.

The lives in his Heart Image World, including their bodies and souls, had long since belonged to Lu Sheng. This was equivalent to … This was equivalent to taking 100 bucks from his wallet and giving it to himself.

Would he gain an extra 100 bucks just because of this?

That was not realistic.

After traveling for half a month, Lu Sheng leisurely returned to White City. As expected, there was no one there. His shop had been robbed.

The three wooden sculptures he had intentionally left behind were stolen by the thieves.

They were the special wooden sculptures of the evil gods of flesh and blood. They would automatically choose their owners. If the owner did not fulfill their requirements, they would devour their flesh and choose their next owner.

The seeds were basically sown. Now, all he had to do was wait.

Naturally, while he waited, Lu Sheng also planned to fulfill this body's final wish.

After all, it was this world's version of himself. Fulfilling his own wish would resolve the knot in his heart.

Halsaladin was not originally called Saladin. Saladin was the surname he had given himself. As a child who grew up in an orphanage, he did not know his own surname. Hence, he found a pleasant-sounding surname from the fairy tales he had read when he was young and used it as his surname.

Later, when he grew up, he used this surname on all kinds of documents. It was more and more troublesome to change it, so he was too lazy to do it.

It was naturally unrealistic to use this surname to search for his background.

Fortunately, among the seeds that Lu Sheng had sown, the merchant named Dean quickly took the bait. He didn't know where he found the information, but he actually found the owner of the shop, Lu Sheng.





Two cups of hot tea were placed on the table.

Lu Sheng and Di En sat opposite each other in the guest room at the back of the store. Neither of them spoke first.

Dean was dressed casually like an Arab merchant. He wore a loose white shirt and trousers, and he even wore a round hat on his head.

At this moment, his eyes were focused and calm. He looked more like an eminent monk than a businessman.

The peaceful atmosphere lasted for more than ten minutes until the steam in the teacup gradually decreased.

Dean slowly opened his mouth.

"Boss Saladin, my men have found out that your shop also sells special wood carvings of primitive worship?"

"That's right. It seems that … you are also a child chosen by God. "A kind smile appeared on Lu Sheng's face.

"God is great and merciful. He treats everyone equally and equally. "

"Yes, God is also cold and merciless, noble and just." Dean nodded in agreement.

"I've found out from different sources that you have at least three primitive wood carvings. This time, I'm here to find out your identity. "

Lu Sheng smiled.

"I'm just a supervisor. The four main gods each have their own powers. The people of the world are suffering, so it's natural for them to seek the glory of God to comfort themselves."

"Four main gods? Can you tell me which four gods? "Dean's expression changed as he quickly asked.

"You will naturally find out in the future. Calling the name of God directly is a taboo in itself." Lu Sheng shook his head.

"There is no conflict between the religions. We are all brothers and sisters of the same faith. As a supervisor, I play the role of a mediator. When there is a conflict between the two of you, you can come to me to mediate. "

Dean was silent for a moment. He suddenly understood Lu Sheng's position.

"I understand. Then, if I have any doubts about the establishment of the religion, I wonder if you could …? "

"Of course." Lu Sheng nodded. "You have to know that the greater the contribution, the faster you can advance to a higher level. I believe you have already experienced the grace of the Divine Feedback, right?"

"Yes … That is indeed an unparalleled and powerful blessing." Dean nodded emotionally.

His Psychic Esper Ability had actually increased by nearly twofold in this short period of time.

This was simply a miracle!

"This is actually just a part of the grace that God bestows upon his believers." Lu Sheng smiled as he began to explain how to establish the so-called summoning ritual field.

How to use the ritual field to summon the various Divine Realm creatures in the Divine Realm.

Those powerful Divine Realm creatures were the real backing that stabilized the position of the religion.

Half an hour later, after sending off the skeptical Dean, Lu Sheng received a few small gifts from the Dean Group.

One of them was to invite him to be the general consultant of the Dean Group. An annual salary of ten million.

This was a gesture of goodwill from Dean.

The other gift was a standalone villa in the nearby business district.

This was originally Dean's own, but now it was under Lu Sheng's name.

The third gift was a modified bulletproof car with decent performance.

Although in a world where special abilities were common, a bulletproof car was not very safe. But it was still safer than an ordinary car.

At this point, all the tentacles that Lu Sheng had released were completely set up. All he needed to do now was to wait.

The next day, after receiving another rich believer who had a wooden sculpture, Lu Sheng closed the shop and moved to the villa that Dean had gifted him.

As he expected, within a few days, the Four Great Divine Sects gradually revealed themselves in White City and the surrounding cities.

They absorbed a lot of wandering people, and in the midst of their expansion, they finally had a conflict with some paranormals who did not believe in the supernatural.

Then, an almost one-sided battle attracted the attention of more than half of the paranormals.

The believers of the religion were able to summon powerful monsters of unknown origins and all kinds of warriors and giants. This made many paranormals feel like they were in a dream, and they had no idea what was going on.

At this time, Lu Sheng had already begun to investigate Halsaladin's background. At the same time, he used the rapidly expanding network of the religion to issue an oracle, looking for Wang Jing and her disciple.





Noordin Germain sat on the top floor of the company's towering building. She reached out to take off her glasses and gently pulled out an old photo from her shirt pocket.

The photo had been processed with a special film to prevent oxidation and fading of the image.

In the photo was a bald baby no more than one year old, sitting on a white crib with a silly smile on his face. He was only wearing a white diaper. If Lu Sheng was here, he would be able to recognize that this baby and Halsaladin had many similarities.

Noordin carefully and kindly looked at the child in the photo, his eyes gentle and sad.

More than thirty years ago, he and a powerful and cruel business rival fought to the death. In the end, he won, but the other party was desperate, and chose a move that completely broke the rules to retaliate against him.

That man sent people to secretly take away his son who was just a few months old, and then completely disappeared in the vast sea of people.

In these years, Noordin and his wife searched every place in the world, every corner, issued countless missing notices, used all kinds of means to find, but to no avail.

In despair, he spent more than ten years to slowly walk out. But the shadow of his son's disappearance always lingered at the bottom of his heart, and he could not forget it.

Although later, he and his wife had a daughter and a son, but the whereabouts of the eldest son, they never gave up the search.

The most difficult thing was that there were no particularly obvious characteristics on the eldest son to search. This was also the key reason why they could not find him for a long time.

Otherwise, Noordin controlled the Falon Group and many other allied economies, perhaps they would have found him long ago.

Putting away the photo, Noordin restored the calm and dignity on his face.

As the chairman of a huge group with hundreds of thousands of employees, he must maintain enough prestige within the company.

And to maintain prestige, the most convenient and simple way, is to start from the appearance. After all, people are forgetful. They are also the creatures most likely to rely on sight.

Beep …

The phone on the table rang, Noordin's fingertips tapped the tabletop. The phone immediately automatically turned on speaker.

"Dad, Danny and I want to go skiing." A delicate and lovely girl's voice came from the phone.

That was his third daughter, Fiona. Fiona Germain.

"For the next two months, I don't want you to run around, especially you, Fiona. Last week, your music teacher and painting teacher told me that your course progress is clearly slower than the standard assessment speed. "Noordin calmly replied.

"That's a piece of cake, I will make up for it, dad, don't worry, when I come back from skiing, I will be filled with inspiration, the course and whatnot, it will be done in minutes!" The girl boasted on the phone.

"That's good, you go, wait until you make up for the course progress, then I will allow you to go out as you please." Noordin speechlessly said.

"You agreed, that's great, old … Eh??? But I've already been cooped up at home for a month!! "

"Then stay cooped up for another two months, I believe you can do it." Noordin said lightly. "White City has a lot of good places to wander around, I will allow you to wander around, but you can't go too far."

"But dad …"

"Alright, that's it." Noordin hung up the phone.

He didn't know why, but recently he always had a feeling of a whim, as if something special and big might happen around him.

This kind of premonition was his innate ability. It had helped him turn misfortunes into blessings many times, so he would never ignore this kind of sudden premonition.

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