"How do you know the positions of these pastors?"
"Priests, deacons, pastors, priests all have different standards of clothing."
"oh oh."
"Then how can we tell about this belief contribution
"Tsk... It's not difficult. The descriptions of Praia and Andre Jr., the news revealed by Paul and those gentlemen in Akford, which pastors and free people are relatively close can fill the cabinet with information. Doesn’t the Faith Contribution come out all at once?”
"oh oh."
"Then... this comparison..."
It's no wonder that some people have doubts. The TV station that rushed out to broadcast live is indeed rough.
After the astronomical incident, all countries and major media in the world have added police and soldiers to every office. Without any nonsense, every media person has a clear idea: in times of crisis, the consequences of reduced ratings are absolutely irrelevant. Then there are small troubles such as reduced advertising fees.
In order to gain exposure, the TV stations that had just received the news got quite explosive headlines, and the content was absolutely eye-catching, but time was tight, so there was no way to pay attention to the pictures and videos.
For example, the presenter who is broadcasting the live broadcast kept saying that the infrared band "strengthens church positions" and the ultraviolet band "promotes faith and promotes health". The pictures and videos that can be synchronized are all the situation during the church's evening prayer.
Although these pictures all use hints such as stillness and close-ups, and some even simply add arrows to mark them, the contrast effect that they try to highlight can only be said to be very general.
It can be seen at a glance that only His Excellency the priest is really tall and strong, and several deacons can also be called old and strong. As for the difference in physical fitness of other people, the audience can basically only rely on their own imagination.
It wasn't until another ten minutes later, when the bbc TV station with rich human resources and strong technical strength, launched relevant special topics in time, that everyone saw the truly obvious contrast.
Featured video:
Praia, Andre Jr., Paul, Talma, Loharin, His Excellency Priest, and other clergymen Wu Qingchen saw on this trip were all cut out of the images one by one, and all of them marked their height, weight, blood pressure, Data on lung capacity, nutrition, muscle strength, etc.
Afterwards, these priests were divided into four groups: juvenile, young, middle-aged, and elderly. According to the differences in church positions, belief contributions, and bone age, they were the same as the medieval world. Compared.
The result is clear at a glance: the physical fitness of the priests is obviously far superior to that of ordinary aborigines in the medieval world.
As the ruling class, the clergy and ordinary farmers must occupy far different resources, and being taller and fatter does not absolutely explain the problem.
In order to be more convincing, bbc came up with a second comparison group.
The second comparison group is the bureaucratic group of Ackford. These lords who belong to the same ruling class, after pulling out photos and putting them together with the church group, the comparison is also very obvious: all clergy with relatively high positions in the church, the height The strength data such as body weight, muscle strength, etc., obviously surpassed the territorial bureaucrats; the vital capacity, blood pressure, nutrition and other health data of the priests with high faith and contribution also significantly exceeded the territorial bureaucrats.
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The earth, country z, the capital, a certain suburb.
Wu Qingchen's dedicated underground base, 200 meters away.
"That's it, that's it, that's it!"
The interim committee of the United Nations, the on-duty director of the medical team said three times in a row, and stroked his forehead: "I'll just say... The working conditions in the medieval world are so bad. Mr. Wu Qingchen has been suffering from minor injuries for the first half month. After becoming half a student in Praia, All of a sudden, nothing happened, so this is the reason!"
"No wonder Mr. Wu Qingchen has such a strong self-healing ability!"
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At this time, it is already Earth Z country, around 7 o'clock in the morning.
China, Hubei, Los Angeles County.
First Municipal Hospital, Inpatient Department.
During the ward rounds, after hearing such explosive news, the attending doctor was not in a hurry to leave after checking a few hospital beds, so he stood quietly by the window and watched TV with all the family members of the patients.
"I see… "
After watching the broadcast news from the BBC, an intern next to the attending doctor suddenly realized: "Mr. Wu Qingchen's 3%, um... the third development that has been raging about in the past two days, the root cause is here..."
"What is 3%?" Another intern next to him curled his lips: "The host hinted three times, 3% for priests, 7% for pastors, 12% for deacons, and 20% for priests!"
"20%!" Another intern looked forward to it: "By then, my rhinitis will almost heal by itself, right?"
"My arthritis can take it easy, too?"
"Doctor!" On the hospital bed near the window sill, she grabbed the hem of the attending doctor's white coat, and the mother's face was full of hope.
"Uh..." Lowering his head, the attending doctor smiled wryly and shook his head: "It hasn't been confirmed yet..."
Mother's face quickly turned gray.
Unable to bear it, he thought for a moment, and the attending doctor pointed to the TV: "If this guy is not talking nonsense, there must be more hope for my daughter's legs."
"How big is it?" Mother's eyes widened.
"This..." the attending doctor began to mutter.
"Just say it!" Mother lowered her voice, "I won't spread the word... As you can see, I have never caused you any trouble... Well, my old Liu will definitely have a heart."
"Hmm..." After hesitating for a few seconds, the attending doctor moved his steps calmly and approached his mother: "3% of the effect can restore the nerves in the legs of the daughter, and 7% of the time, the hope of standing up again is very good. big."
"7%?" Quickly glanced at the TV, the mother couldn't help but rejoice: "Isn't it true that an official pastor is enough?"
"Well." The attending doctor nodded very slightly: "Don't underestimate the number of 7%, it's pure, and it seems that there is no gain of any side effects at present... Even the current 3%, there are not many drugs in the world that have this The effect... 90% of the drugs don't."
"That's it!" Looking at the influence of Wu Qingchen in the video, her mother's eyes lit up.
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The situation in the hospital is obviously not an exception.
With the emergence of church positions and the amazing benefits of faith contribution, the attitudes of the 7 billion ordinary people around the world are unprecedentedly consistent.
Which family does not have one or two patients or relatives of distant patients? Even a loner, no matter how ruthless a guy is, dare not say that he is absolutely healthy. In the medieval world, this can directly expose the great benefits of physical fitness and physical health. On the premise that Wu Qingchen's life safety and quality of life have been guaranteed, Almost all the people on earth sat down collectively:
"Church, Church, Church!"
"Preach, preach, preach!"
"Go all out and enter the parish!"
"From priest to priest, from deacon to priest!"
"Priest Wu Qingchen, Priest Ross!"
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"Fuck!"
A certain staff member, watching the real-time briefing from the Public Opinion Guidance Office, gritted his molars: "It's time to work overtime again!"
"what?"
"Ah shit!" The staff looked up to the sky and sighed: "What annoyance! Paralyzed, tell me sooner! The strategy after the exchange of interests between the territory and the castle has just been adjusted... Paralyzed, selling blood for nothing!"
"Hey!" The staff next door had already laid down directly on the table: "Before the leaders come over, hurry up and sleep for a few minutes... Fuck! Now, Master Wu Qingchen's ass, now 100% falls on the church. "
"It's okay, it's okay!" Some staff members were also thankful: "Whether it's the territory or the church, it's the ruling class anyway, and there aren't too many things that need to be adjusted."
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Volume 1 Phase 2 (Ass) End
In the medieval world, Uncle Wu Qingchen's trip to Akeli's village, Fishgard Parish, the benefits of church positions and faith contributions, the recovery of 7 billion people on the earth, and the major benefits of prolonging life appear, forcing the earth to adjust its response Strategy.
Wu Qingchen's ass has finally made a final decision between the earth, the medieval world; free people, masters; territories, churches, etc.
The third stage of the first volume is also the last stage of this volume, and the "head" part is about to start.
Efforts to promote the faith and climb up the church position must be Wu Qingchen's main task in the next step.
One radish and one pit.
What achievements should Wu Qingchen make, what kind of network should he weave, and what measures should he take to resist all kinds of open and dark arrows, dispel all kinds of slander, and successfully climb to a high position
In other words, Master Wu Qingchen, what kind of despicable and shameless means should be used, what kind of insidious tricks should be played, what kind of dark and cruel open spears and arrows should be released, so that everyone can climb to a high position smoothly without daring to speak out.
Stay tuned!
Uh…
and many more!
The butt part seems to have a bit of lingering sound...
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Medieval world.
The dinner was over, and so was Wu Qingchen's second tour of the castle.
After sending Wu Qingchen into the room, Loharin climbed up the spiral staircase and quietly entered Teacher Talma's room.
Sure enough, Talma's room was still brightly lit with candles.
After closing the door, Loharin looked eagerly at Deacon Tarma: "Teacher..."
"Well..." Deacon Talma nodded, "You can write the letters I mentioned earlier."
Then write it.
In front of Deacon Talma, the parchment and writing instruments were already placed on the table. Loharin sat down, grabbed the parchment, and began to concentrate on writing the letter.
In about half an hour, the letter was freshly released.
After seeing Wu Qingchen's ability, Loharin's letters are quite well-behaved. Apart from flattering Wu Qingchen and requesting support for Akeli's village, there is nothing inappropriate.
"Well… "
After an hour or so, he spread out the letter written by Loharin, and Deacon Talma checked it carefully: "That's about it."
Putting down the letter, Deacon Talma suddenly smiled: "Have you been with Priest Ross all night?"
"Yes."
Anyone who could find anyone knew that he had accompanied Wu Qingchen around Fort Colin twice, and Loharin nodded obediently.
"Have you assigned Priest Ross to the room?" Deacon Talma continued to ask.
"Yes." The quasi-priest Loharin nodded again.
"Well..." Deacon Talma nodded, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "The parish... um... the whole church has been in a bad mood these past few years... It's okay, but now is the critical moment for Ross and you. Don't take it too far."
"Hmm!" The prospective pastor Loharin quickly shook his head, "Teacher, don't worry."
A few seconds later, Loharin added: "I have inquired, Your Excellency Ross, I have no interest in pretty girls."
"That's good." Deacon Talma nodded in relief.
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at the same time.
Fishgard Parish, third floor, Fort Colin.
The moonlight was slanting outside the window, it was already late at night.
When it was time to rest, Wu Qingchen climbed onto the bed.
The door suddenly sounded "Duk Tuk Tuk...".
"Come in." Wu Qingchen sat up, and a handsome boy who was about the same age as Wu Qingchen pushed open the door.
"Master..." The little boy walked into the room: "Is the candle still okay?"
Candlelight
Wu Qingchen raised her head. Like Fort Ackford, the candles in Fishgard Parish and Fort Colin are also fueled by beeswax. There is no smoke or fog, and they are quite bright.
"No problem." Wu Qingchen replied.
"It's okay now..." The little boy who entered the door said with a smile: "But it will be dark later."
"Um?"
Nonsense, how many hours does biofuel work
"So..." The little boy walked to Wu Qingchen's window: "Master Loharlin, let me come over and add some beeswax for you tonight."
Add beeswax
Wu Qingchen didn't quite understand: "I'll go to bed later, why do I need to add beeswax?"
"Uh..." The little boy's face turned bright red immediately.
"What's the meaning?"
What's the point of being shy? Wu Qingchen didn't understand anymore.
"Master Loharling...Master Loharling..."
Hesitating, the little boy slowly entered the room, raised his feet, and added beeswax to each candlestick.
Then... without hesitation, he took off his outer robe and climbed onto Wu Qingchen's bed.
Then the little boy took off all his clothes.
Then, under Wu Qingchen's sluggish eyes, the little boy covered his face, lying on the rush bed, and said shyly, "Master Loharin said, let me listen to you in everything."
Loharrin!
I! Fuck! you! Zu! Zong!
If I had known earlier, I would rather feed the dog than give you this bitch!