Chapter 80

The little boy, seeing that it was indeed not the place where he used to live, and hearing a gentle voice he had never heard before speaking to him, was taken aback, and tears began to fall. Jiang Junming gently patted the little boy's shoulder to comfort him. The little boy, as if full of grievances, then curled up in Jiang Junming's arms and burst into tears.

Jiang Junming gently patted the little boy's back. He himself had once felt this way, and he could sense the fear, unease, and anxiety in the little boy's heart. He silently comforted the little boy. After a while, seeing that his crying had gradually subsided, Jiang Junming softly asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Su La," the little boy lifted his head from Jiang Junming's arms, sniffed hard, and said softly. After speaking, he cautiously looked at Jiang Junming's clothes, afraid that his tears might have dirtied them.

"Su La, who are your parents? Where do you live? Do you remember?" Jiang Junming asked.

Su La shook his head blankly, then, like a frightened little animal, struggled to crawl out of Jiang Junming's arms, stood on the ground, and said timidly, "I only remember that I was sick, very hot, and couldn't catch my breath. You saved me, thank you."

"This is the Temple of the Goddess of Care. This is all the blessing of the Goddess of Care. You should thank the Goddess, not me," Jiang Junming said with a gentle smile. These words felt a bit awkward the first time he said them, but after saying them a few times, it didn't seem so strange. Jiang Junming found it amusing to use the Goddess of Care as an excuse, and he felt that he was now a believer in the Goddess of Care.

"Thank the Goddess for her blessing." The old women placed their hands on their chests, fingers interlaced, and said devoutly. Su La turned around and saw the old women's praying posture, and imitated them, placing his hands together, fingers interlaced, on his chest, and said devoutly, "Thank the Goddess of Care."

The voice was not loud, but the young and innocent words were filled with gratitude and thanks. Su La did not say it just once. His eyes were slightly closed, and his long eyelashes were adorned with a tear, like the dew on the grass in the morning, crystal clear and shimmering as his eyelashes trembled. After saying it once, Su La continued to repeat, "Thank the Goddess of Care." His voice grew softer, but his sincerity and determination grew stronger.

At this moment, a voice from the light brain suddenly echoed in Jiang Junming's mind, "High-quality energy detected, beginning absorption."

High-quality energy? In the Temple of the God of Justice in Moonlight City, the light brain sensed energy. In the church hall of the Church Academy, the light brain also sensed energy once. Jiang Junming could understand the source of the energy those two times, but why would the light brain sense energy in the Temple of the Goddess of Care, and even high-quality energy? It was very strange. Jiang Junming lowered his head and pondered the source of the energy.

While thinking, Jiang Junming keenly felt that the old temple seemed to tremble. Even with his enhanced senses after the light brain's modifications, he only seemed to notice a little, as if it were an illusion. The first thought that came to his mind was an earthquake. Could it be that Dusk City had an earthquake? But it only lasted a moment, and then everything was quiet, as if it were just an illusion.

The orphans playing outside shouted loudly, "The holy emblem is glowing, the holy emblem is glowing!"

The old women standing at the door also seemed to sense something and hurriedly turned to leave. After a while, one of the old women returned excitedly and shouted, "The Goddess of Care has appeared, the holy emblem is really glowing, it's really glowing!"

After saying this, she knelt down and prayed more devoutly.

Jiang Junming's vision blurred, and everything in the room, including the old women and Su La, became a blurry background. In Jiang Junming's current field of vision, only the star-like white light rising from Su La's body was visible, like countless fireflies dancing in the summer night, dazzling and magnificent. In the world, within his field of vision, there was nothing but the holy white light points. The light danced, and each star-like light seemed to have its own life, like little fairies playing and dancing, giving Jiang Junming a sense of inexplicable peace and tranquility, and boundless joy.

"Absorb part of the high-quality energy." The voice of the light brain appeared in Jiang Junming's ear. In a daze, Jiang Junming felt that the light brain's words seemed to be happy, even joyful. High-quality energy, could it be coming from Su La? He was just a little boy, and he wouldn't have done any prayers in the thieves' den, nor would he have believed in the Goddess of Care or any other deities. How could he have high-quality energy? Jiang Junming was puzzled. But as the light brain's voice faded, Jiang Junming felt a warm current fill his body, a warm and cozy current as if flowing through his veins, making him feel incredibly comfortable and energetic, as if he had rested in the light brain for a whole night, indescribably comfortable.

Jiang Junming felt that something had happened and said, "Let's go and see."

After saying this, he held Su La's hand, walked out of the room, and came to the temple.

The former Temple of the God of Justice had been converted into the Temple of the Goddess of Care. The holy emblem of the Goddess of Care, though crudely made, hung on the temple wall and was now emitting a soft white light, looking incredibly holy.

In the Temple of the Goddess of Care, the old women were kneeling on the ground, praying devoutly. The light from the holy emblem was soft and steady, not the kind that would fade away after appearing. It looked as if it would remain bright forever.

Jiang Junming also prayed like the others. The mischievous children watched everything quietly, and some of the older children began to pray like the old women. Su La, as he had in the room, was focused on repeating, "Thank the Goddess of Care," one sentence after another. Although simple, with no more words, his voice was young, and his expression was full of sincerity.

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Dusk City, the largest temple of the Church of the God of Justice. Only one person was praying, with no other believers. The vast and spacious temple was empty. A figure in a red robe, wearing a tall bishop's crown, was praying devoutly in front of the holy emblem. Suddenly, his body stiffened.

The prayer was forcibly interrupted, and the bishop of the Church of the God of Justice slowly stood up, his eyes slightly closed, still in the posture of prayer. He tidied his clothes as if he were about to meet an important guest.

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