Shallow believers, orthodox believers, fanatics.
These are the three forms of believers, the first two believers, the more the better. But fanatics... the gods both love and hate such people.
They can provide the largest output source of power of faith, and they can also become the backbone of a god religion. But the problem is also very big. These fanatical believers often do some irrational things because the other party opposes some views of the sect, and the impact is extremely bad.
In the words of Beta's original world: one pink tops ten black.
Zoe has become an orthodox believer, which is a good thing. But when Beta returned to Woking City, he heard a rather bad news.
"During this period of time, at least 20 people in the lucky cat group became fanatics. Then almost everyone became orthodox believers."
Shirley told Beta about this with a happy face.
But after Beta heard this, her face became heavy instead.
Beta sighed softly: "This is not a good sign."
Shirley was a little strange: "Why?"
"Extreme things will be reversed." Beta said: "It's normal to have one or two fanatics, but if there are too many people, it will inevitably cause the entire sect to be in a state of fanaticism. This is not a good thing whether it is internal or external."
"Is the goddess awake now? I want to see her tonight."
"no problem."
Shirley laughed.
In the middle of the night, in the God of Wealth Kingdom, it was still bright as before. There were springs flowing out from every golden floating platform, which looked extremely spectacular.
Beta still has a feeling that the Kingdom of Fortune is bigger.
The goddess appeared directly in front of her this time, wearing very simple home clothes, with arched eyebrows, and she was in a very good mood at first glance.
"What can you do with me?"
"Many fanatics appeared in the Lucky Cat. Goddess, you know about this."
"Of course I do. Isn't that a good thing?"
"Not good." Beta shook his head: "In my vision, the ideal is that the proportion of orthodox believers is about the same as that of shallow believers, and then there are two or three fanatic believers to support the facade. If possible, it is best not to have any of them." .”
There was a bit of surprise on Wojin's flawless face: "Other gods are proud of how many fanatics they have, why are you persuading me not to have fanatics?"
"The essence of a fanatic is actually a kind of spiritual fanaticism. It's okay if you are a fanatic with a strong heart, but if you are a fanatic with an ordinary heart, they are easily seduced, depraved, and become enemies. Sometimes , There is only a thin line between strong light and extreme darkness. I think you, the goddess, should understand this truth."
Hearing what Beta said solemnly, Woking's expression also became dignified.
"The more fanatics there are, the more power of faith the god can get, and the stronger the strength, you understand this."
"Of course I understand, but fanatics are potential sources of danger." Beta thought for a while and said, "For example, Gru. He must have been a fanatic before."
Woking was silent for a while, and sighed slightly, in an extremely endearing voice.
"yes."
Beta didn't speak any more, but drank the 'divine liquid' on the table, and he found that the more he drank it, the more sensual and delicious it was.
It's not going to be addictive.
After a while, Woking said: "Well, you are the pope, so you can handle the affairs of the world."
"I want those fanatics to turn back into rational orthodox believers." Beta looked into Woking's eyes: "But this requires your consent."
"As I said, on the main plane, you have discretion. You can do whatever you want."
Woking smiled: "It's rare that you are willing to come up, let's talk about other things... For example, do you have any dissatisfaction with Shirley's figure and internal structure?"
Beta almost squirted the juice out of his mouth.
This shouldn't be a topic that the pope and the goddess want to talk about in private.
A little devilish smile appeared on Woking's lips.
After staying in Woking Kingdom for several hours, Beta woke up in bed.
After eating a simple but exquisite breakfast, Beta came to the back of the temple.
Seeing the pope coming, almost all the elves put down their work.
Beta ordered the twenty fanatics and asked them to come to the prayer room.
The prayer room is quite large, even if twenty people come in, it doesn't look crowded.
"Bringing you in is a very important thing I want to talk to you about."
There are more females and fewer males in this group of elves, but their eyes are very...hot.
But Beta knew that the eyes of these elves were not on him, but through himself, looking at Wojin in the Kingdom of God.
"You are all fanatics, but I hope you will stop being fanatics."
As soon as these words came out, all the elves were taken aback. Then someone jumped up, a young male elf, his eyes blazing with anger.
"Pope, what do you mean!"
Beta raised her eyelids: "That's what I mean literally."
"We fanatics are the ones who understand the concept of the goddess best. You actually asked us to give up our belief?"
"I just want to make you more sensible, not to make you give up your faith."
"Please give us a suitable explanation." A male elf approached.
Not only him, almost all elves looked at Beta with angry eyes.
For fanatics like them, questioning their beliefs, or even making them 'give up' their beliefs, is a kind of questioning, even suspicion and insult.
This situation, their attitude, has been expected by Beta.
So beta is no surprise.
"Crazy believers are a kind of cancer. If there are more and more, it will destroy the Wealth God Cult one day."
"absurd."
"nonsense."
"Pope, are you out of your mind?"
Fanatics are like this. In order to maintain the majesty of their gods and prove their faith, they dare to charge any enemy.
Including our own people!
Beta, as the pope, possessed extremely high power and majesty, but they ignored it at all, and even had a faint desire to attack Beta.
"I don't have a problem with my brain." Beta smiled and said, "It's you who have a problem with your brain."
Now, all the elves are approaching.
"Pope, you don't understand the teachings of the goddess at all."
When Beta heard this, she laughed even louder: "I wrote the current doctrine, how could I not understand it!"
As soon as these words came out, all the fanatic elves were taken aback, and their momentum became weaker.
"Otherwise, how do you think I became Pope?"
Although the atmosphere of the elves has weakened, they are still very unconvinced.
"I know you guys are uncomfortable, it doesn't matter, let's discuss theory, whether it's doctrine or force."
Beta grinned slightly.
Then they stayed in the blessing room for four days and four nights. Except for Shirley who occasionally brought food in, the others didn't know what happened.
When he came out four days later, Beta was refreshed, but all the elves lost all energy, and even felt like the sky was falling.
Shirley looked at this scene and asked, "Is there anything wrong with them?"
"It's okay. Their previous experience was too miserable. After coming to our god religion, they lived a good life and changed too much. They were afraid that this kind of life would disappear, so they changed from one extreme to another. It's okay Yes, they will recover after a few days of delay, and then they will be normal orthodox believers."
Shirley held Beta's hand and said as she walked, "She will be very happy if you care so much about the goddess."
"Friends, it should be."
"But it may not be friends in the future." Shirley pointed out.
Beta didn't want to talk about this topic, so he said, "Next, I'm going to add one more thing to the doctrine. The God of Wealth doesn't want believers to become fanatics."
Shirley smiled and said, "You are the Pope, you have the final say!"
Beta froze for a moment, Shirley's words seemed to have Woking's shadow faintly in them.
illusion
A few days later, Xinjiahe teachings, under the oracle of Woking, spread throughout all the temples of the Wealth Cult.
Then there was an uproar.
Almost all the bishops of the temple are clear about Betaja's teachings. Although they have some doubts in their hearts, the Goddess Sect agrees and even issued an oracle for it. Naturally, they can only keep their doubts in their hearts.
But the other divine religions burst into laughter when they heard about it.
The Pope with a blunt face who speaks out of the God of Wealth is indeed an idiot.
The Goddess of Wealth also seemed to have a problem with her brain.
Similarly, Emma didn't quite understand. She also raised this issue with Beta, but was persuaded by Beta.
Less than a month later, the Water God Sect also announced that it would not support believers turning into fanatics.
Now all the God Sects lost their voices. If only the Fortune God Sect did this, they would laugh at it, but if the Water God Sect also followed up, it must be different.
In private, many divine religions came to inquire about what was going on.
Naturally, the Wealth God Sect would not say it, nor would the Water God Sect.
After three days like this, a big event happened.
Joan of Arc, who was circling in the sky of Woking City, found a black dragon flying over from a distance.
Then the whole city warned the police, and the magic barrier was supported immediately.
Beta had anticipated the arrival of the black dragon three months ago.
After all, he killed a black dragon, and then the dragon's head was still hanging at the gate of the city, and it was used as a sight to deter travelers or businessmen coming in and out.
Since the faucet was hung up, Woking City, which used to have a fairly good law and order, has become safer and calmer.
After all, the pope who can slay dragons is already eligible to be included in any bard's libretto.
Also because of this, Woking City Beta's reputation is getting wider and wider.
Of course, there are advantages to hanging the faucet, but there are also disadvantages.
Take revenge on the relatives of the slain black dragon.
So three months ago, Beta made a lot of preparations for this matter.
Seeing the black spots in the distance, Beta breathed a sigh of relief.
Enemies that have appeared are much less dangerous than enemies that have disappeared.
At least you don't have to wait for the enemy to come to you.
"Go on, everyone, act according to the rehearsal. By the way, tell the winter wolf saint that if this dragon dares to attack us, as long as she is willing to bring all the Tyrannosaurus clans to fight, then she will have a share of the dragon blood and bones." .”
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