Comprehensive comic: Building a group of gods from scratch

"We never touch money, we have no interest in money!"

"Because the happiest thing in the world is to earn one or two hundred thousand yuan a month and have a healthy and long-lived body."

"Think about it, when those capitalists hold hundreds of millions of banknotes, but they can’t afford health and can only enjoy hobbies in the hospital bed!"

"Think about it, those high-ranking people in power were shot to death by a crudely made shotgun!"

"But we, the Phoenixes, can smile in front of the hospital bed and in front of the TV, admiring their ugliness before death and enjoying their eternal life.~"

"What a beautiful thing this is~~"

"My dear parishioners, dear little Phoenixes, money may be exhausted, but life is eternal!"

"Let's praise Phoenix!!"

Under the high-pitched voice of the man in brown monastic robes, the seven people kneeling below all uttered fanatically low voices:

"Praise Phoenix!!"X7

Seeing this, the bishop sitting on the side of the wall with a low table in front of him nodded with satisfaction.He immediately picked up the bread and inferior wine in front of him.

He raised the wine in his hand and said solemnly:

"This glass of wine is not ordinary wine, but the blood wine given to us by the immortal Phoenix!"

"We must remember His sacrifice, praise His love, and follow Him to eternal life in piety!"

"Thanks Phoenix!"

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"Next, everyone stepped forward to receive the blood wine."

"The eternal Phoenix will grant blessings, eliminate disease and disasters from our bodies, and let us have a healthy and strong body!"

"Thanks Phoenix!"

_ Put it into your mouth without thinking and hold it under your tongue

"Well~~"

The middle-aged bald man felt a sense of relief all over his body when he held the dough in his mouth. His tired body, which had been working hard at the construction site, was perfectly relaxed at this moment.

This kind of feeling can never be provided by the magical girl in the park or the sweet girl in the bubble bath shop.

After enjoying the bread, the bald middle-aged man glanced longingly at the low table in front of the bishop, looked at the bread reluctantly, then silently turned away and returned to his seat to kneel and pray.

After the middle-aged bald man left, people came forward one after another to take away the bread and put it in their mouths, until the last one was a decadent young man with curly hair and a shaggy beard.

When he saw this young man, the bishop handed him the bread and stared at him:

"Watanabe, thank you for providing this preaching venue."

The young man who was called Watanabe quickly put the pancake into his mouth, held it in his mouth, and enjoyed the joy of life, and at the same time said:

"This is what I should do! Nine-headed Bishop!"

Bishop Jiutou nodded when he heard this, and then said:

"After praying for 2 hours, everyone is probably hungry."

"And you also know the purpose of our religion. Wealth is alienation from eternal life, and it is something that the members of our religion cannot avoid."

When Watanabe heard this, he immediately said excitedly:

"I understand, Bishop Jiutou, I will buy lunch for everyone, no, I will donate all my property!!"

"Look at you, you are anxious again."

Bishop Jiutou shook his head, and then said with a smile:

"Existing wealth is the private property of each church member. The church does not want church members to donate assets rashly, and it does not want you to make yourself or your family poor because of donating property."

"If you really want to contribute, then wait until you have free time to become a volunteer, pursue your dreams, and enjoy the happiness that eternal life brings! This is Phoenix's hope! It is also everyone’s hope!"

Hearing this, Watanabe suddenly looked moved and wiped his tears with the back of his hand:

"...I understand, Bishop. I will go buy food for the parishioners."

"It doesn’t have to be too expensive, just an ordinary bento. Don’t let the alienated values ​​​​of wealth pollute our eternal body."

"Thanks to the bishop's guidance, Watanabe understood."

Watanabe quickly apologized, then exited the room and ran quickly to the nearest supermarket.

Bishop Kuzu watched Watanabe leave with a smile, then looked at the believers in the room who were still praying devoutly, and counted the time. , but murmured:

"The prayer ceremony was almost over, the church members had to go to work in the afternoon, and it was almost time for me to go to the orphanage to help."

He was like a devout priest, thinking silently.

Twelve minutes later, holding two plastic bags containing four lunches each, Watanabe walked along the side of the alley relaxedly:

"Volunteer....Actually, I'm not the kind of person who likes to give....."

"Pursue your dreams??"

"Why not just take out the gift money given at the last church meeting and buy a shogi game?"

"When I was in high school, I seemed to want to be a professional chess player...."

Just as Watanabe happily carried the plastic bag and walked briskly towards the old apartment he rented.

Turning around a corner, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.

The next second, there was a soft bang.

Watanabe fell to the ground instantly, and the plastic bag in his hand also fell to the ground.

Looking at the knocked unconscious cultist on the ground, La Fulia looked at the other person's face. The pretty face began to change little by little, and the height also began to grow.

Not long after, another Watanabe appeared in front of the fallen Watanabe, even his clothes became exactly the same.

"Become a professional chess player? Dream? What a strange cultist."

Ravlia glanced at Watanabe in confusion, then took a rope and tied Watanabe's hands, then informed Hutao to arrange for someone to take the prisoner away, and then picked up the lunch on the ground. Box. (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The next second, La Fulia switched abilities and instantly jumped to the door of the apartment.

For the imitator class, the power of imitation is not necessarily You need to become someone else. After all, imitation is also imitation.

However, if you become someone else and use your ability, you will also get a certain ability bonus. The specific changes will naturally be considered by the imitator himself.

Arriving at the door of the apartment , La Fulia disguised as Watanabe and knocked on the door.

Soon a middle-aged bald man came to open the door and said with a smile:

"Brother Watanabe is back! Come, let me help carry a bag."

Ravlia nodded, handed over a bag of lunch boxes, and then followed the bald church member into the room.

"Come on, guys, the bento bought by Brother Watanabe has arrived, let’s eat it together!"

When the middle-aged bald man began to distribute lunches, La Fulia glanced around everyone in the room, paused for a moment on the face of the Nine-Headed Bishop, and then whispered:

"Disaster given!!"

The next moment, everyone in the room felt an unbearable pain in their abdomens, and fell to the ground with a cry.

"｀——ah"

"what happened? My stomach hurts so much!!"

"Does this feel like a kidney stone attack? But my disease has long been cured by blood wine!!"

At this moment, Bishop Jiutou held his stomach in discomfort, but his resistance was obviously far better than that of other congregants. Although he felt uncomfortable, he still managed to take out a golden feather from his monastic uniform.[]

But as soon as the feather was taken out, there was a low gunshot.

In an instant, Bishop Nine's palm was pierced, and the golden feathers fell to the tatami.

At this time, Lafolia, who was holding a gun, had her eyes flickering and adjusted her ability to the hypnosis of Kasumigaoka Shiyu:

"Everyone has it, go to sleep obediently~"

After saying this, Bishop Jiutou groaned, then tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.

The fellow believers beside him fell asleep faster than him, but Because of abdominal pain, her body would twitch from time to time.

Seeing the scene where her opponent was gone in the blink of an eye, La Fulia took out her walkie-talkie and muttered:

"Easier than imagined? Are these people really a cult??"

"But, having said that, five minutes seems like too much time."

Muttering, La Fulia calculated the number and said:

"I am La Fulia, all targets have been controlled, please accept it!"

Not long after, on the rooftop of the sixth-floor apartment.

Luo Shu, who was drinking coffee, suddenly paused and said to Nishiki Chishu and Inoue Takina:"Is that the king?"

"The matter is solved!"

"Get ready, let's go collect people."

Nishiki Chishu, who was drinking coffee boredly, was shocked when he heard this and said in astonishment:

"Ah? So fast? It’s only been a few minutes, and I haven’t even finished my coffee. When Luo

Shu heard this, he teased Qian Shu and said,"Wouldn't it be better to hurry up? It's just in time for lunch to go to Ginza for a big meal.""

"Although it is said like this...But don’t you need to dig deeper into the high-level cult officials behind them?"

Nishiki Chishu muttered, then turned to look at Inoue Takina.

At this time, Inoue Takina said calmly:"Everyone who has contact with the cultists I have already recorded it and sent it to the personnel of the intelligence department. Thinking about it, they should all be under surveillance now."

"Then continue to monitor."

While Luo Shu said this, he drank the coffee in his hand, then flattened the can and said calmly:

"Now is not the time to deal with them, we just need to show that we are cleaning them up openly."

With that said, Luo Shu thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and dialed Mu Mu Shisan's phone number:

"Hello? Is it Brother Megure??"

"I congratulate you on your promotion and fortune!!"

On the other end of the phone, Mu Mu Shisan, who was worried about the attack case, was suddenly confused and made a confused voice:

"ha?！！"