When Moen closed her eyes and opened it again, she saw an endless familiar calm water surface. Compared with before, she was now able to enter a dream state at will.
She gently stepped on the water, and the ripples swayed under her feet, and the ripples ran away with her as the center, disappearing where the water and the sky meet.
At this time, Morn seemed to be walking in the night sky.
She slowly raised her hand, and an empty circle appeared in front of her eyes—
"Eternal sun, Vincent, follow the path of the dream, please come to me."
Morn's voice echoed in the dream, as ethereal as the cracking of ice.
As soon as she finished speaking, the temperature of the dream world, like the night sky, began to slowly heat up, and the calm, mirror-like water surface under her feet began to collapse, gradually crumpling the night sky, and the stars reflected on the water surface became fragmented. .
In the distant place where water and sky meet, an extremely hot fireball like the sun rose slowly. Morn looked at the scorching fireball blankly, but unfortunately its heat could not be transmitted to Morn's eyes. , as if swallowed by the invisible night.
In this dream of Wapujisi, even the fierce sun is as meek as a child.
"Lord of the night, eternal moonlight, Ms. Morne-Vincent is at your call."
The huge fireball burned, making a voice that was not human-like, but the tone was gentle and steady.
Morn's fair and icy face was dyed a faint red gold by the fireball - a huge fireball with ugly black spots and a mottled dark orange surface, and a huge column of fire swirling around the edge.
The giant sunspots moved slowly through the atmosphere, growing larger and larger and merging into huge cracks in the heat wave, and then reducing to almost nothingness until they disappeared.
This sun-like fireball is also surrounded by thousands of small fireballs, each of which is dozens of meters high, forming a breathtakingly magnificent scene.
In contrast, Morn's figure is almost extremely small.
"Pope Vincent, I have come to tell you something."
Moen raised his head, facing the bright sun and said respectfully, "Boss Lin has a new task assigned."
When the huge fireball heard Boss Lin's name, it trembled slightly, and then thousands of fireballs all around it descended at the same time, as if bowing and saluting, listening intently.
Morn continued: "Boss Lin wants to open a branch in the Central District, and I will serve as the store manager, in order to increase more believers, and officially enter the Central District, to inform the real upper-level rulers of Nuojin about his advent."
Vincent listened to Morn's message, and when he heard the opening of the branch, his body shook violently, and the external reaction was that countless black light blocks kept shaking.
"Finally... it's time for this step."
Opening a branch means delegating power. For some things, Morn can make up his own mind, which means that the Sun God Cult will have more freedom and more things to do, without having to be timid.
He sighed, and then said with some guilt: "The Sun God Cult is not doing well enough. If I can work harder, the believers don't need to worry about Boss Lin."
"No, the Sun God Cult has just been established, you have already worked very hard, not to mention that you are doing very well." Mo En comforted, frowned again, tilted his head and thought: "The believers who emerged from your missionary mission Actually enough, the Sun God Cult is now the No. 1 Cult of Nuojin, but Boss Lin wants more readers who love to read books..."
Moen's light flashed: "Perhaps... It's not that you are not satisfied with the quantity?"
She pondered: "Boss Lin told me that some people don't really like books, but because they think reading can find a good path for them, and he loves books not for profit, but for I just love books."
"He also said, 'There is a house of gold in the book, and Yan Ruyu is in the book' or something—but to be honest, I don't quite understand that."
Mo En fell into memory and told Boss Lin's previous chicken soup for the soul. She and Lin Jie often chatted. Lin Jie was indeed like a father to her, guiding her and protecting her.
Although she has inherited the power and memory of Wapujisi and has become a new night, her mind is still an ordinary artificial person, especially when listening to Lin Jie's lectures, she can always feel the erudition of the other party and the shallowness of her own. Some words are even more incomprehensible, so we can only write them down and ponder them carefully.
Vincent read this sentence silently, and after thinking for a while, said to Morn: "Ms. Morn, I have some immature thoughts about these words."
"But it doesn't matter." Morn nodded.
"Boss Lin probably thinks that the current me, and the followers of other people's expansion, are not pure enough, and their conduct is not fair enough. They are not really people who love books, but they think that Boss Lin's books can seek for them. benefit."
"Boss Lin needs pure people."
Morn blinked.
"If it's just to expand believers, I can do it, but it's difficult to want pure believers, and they just regard Boss Lin's book as a 'Golden House' and 'Yan Ruyu' are just blind pursuits, not real beliefs." Wen After careful consideration, Senter came to a conclusion.
"Well... you're right."
Morn nodded, thoughtfully.
"If you say that, the reason why Boss Lin arranged the battle between Joseph and Wilde before has also been found."
Vincent said solemnly.
"... Is it just to verify whether Nuo Jin's superhuman has pure and just conduct?"
Mo En suddenly realized what he said, and then said with a serious expression: "Sure enough, the boss's arrangements are all foresight."
"Yes, that's right, but as a result, Boss Lin is definitely not satisfied, otherwise he won't open a branch."
The fireball exuded high heat, breathed in the Foehn wind, flashed with light, and said in a low voice, "These ordinary people have disappointed Boss Lin."
"These people only have greed and interests in their hearts, and even want to take advantage of Boss Lin. There is no right or wrong in their eyes. Such existences are not qualified to live in this world. How can they obtain the favor of Boss Lin? ?"
"I understand what Boss Lin means."
Vincent's huge fireball form burned even hotter, and the entire night's dream was illuminated as if it were day, and his tone gradually became frenzied: "What our Sun God Sect has to do is to help Boss Lin share, and Boss Lin does not need to Impure people, it's time to see that the world has achieved its pure purpose."
"Boss Lin will guide Nuojin to get rid of the superfluous things. Those that are not pure enough should really disappear." Morn said lightly: "The withered tree trunks that have no end must be cut off, otherwise they will be with the future. The trunk absorbs nutrients... The boss needs people who can help him, not the worms."
Tens of thousands of fireballs around Vincent lifted off excitedly and reached a consensus: "And we will become the scissors in Boss Lin's hands."