Chapter 21: Forget about this customer!

Everyday before they left now, the patrol squad and 3rd Legion

members, who had tasks outside, would always make an offering

to the God of Wealth beforehand. This was a habit that had

gradually developed in the last month.

At first, people did it secretly, afraid of being discovered by

others. Later on, with Cheng JinXue taking the lead, they began

to engage in their superstitious behavior out in the open in broad

daylight. The people on battleship Wyvern have long gotten used

to this.

This can all be blamed on Cheng JinXue for being a good leading

example.

Cheng JinXue was both Wen XiaoYun’s vice-admiral and his good

friend. Naturally he was considered an outstanding figure, placed

behind Wen XiaoYun in ranking.

Vice-admiral Cheng paved the path and believed in this

superstition. Naturally the 3rd Legion members learned from him.

Later on, after having a taste of the sweet rewards and

discovering that after worshiping, not only would their luck

increase, they’d often win the lottery; even if they didn’t believe

previously, now they had no choice but to believe it.

Right now, hearing Ge LuEn saying that they were like some

heretic cult, they all became rather unhappy inside.

Food can be eaten randomly but words can’t be said randomly!

Didn’t you see how unfortunate Vice-admiral Cheng became after

saying the wrong things?

Everyone immediately wanted to have a nice chat with the person

calling them a heretic cult.

Unexpectedly, when they turned to look, they saw Ge LuEn

standing right next to Wen XiaoYun. Everyone was stunned in

unison and then promptly saluted respectfully.

"Admiral! Great Master Ge LuEn!"

They tossed their plan to "have a nice chat". This was the Great

Master Ge LuEn after all!

Ge LuEn looked at them. Seeing them act pretty normal, and not

like people who were brainwashed, he couldn't resist asking:

"What are you guys doing?"

Zhang Feng said: "Great Master Ge LuEn, hello. We're getting

ready to go on patrol. Just now, we were making an offering to

the God of Wealth, hoping that we can encounter some good stuff

on our patrol today and avoid dangers."

Ge LuEn had a face full of bewilderment: "God of Wealth?"

Everyone wanted to make themselves stand out in front of the

great master Ge LuEn, and create a good impression. They also

wanted to share the miraculous things they experienced

personally. A sentence here, and a sentence there, they started

explaining everything to Ge LuEn.

Very quickly, Ge LuEn understood where this "God of Wealth"

came from.

Supposedly, after worshipping him, you might pick up energy

stones if you were a little lucky. People who were super lucky,

might even discover an energy quarry!

Supposedly, after worshipping him, you'll definitely win the

lottery. Even if it's not the grand reward, it'll be in the top three.

Those with godly luck will win a whole bunch!

Supposedly, after worshipping him, even your mom who’s far

away in the Capital can win tens of thousands. Even your

kidnapped little brother can be found again!

Ge LuEn: "...…."

Just now, he still felt like the members of the 3rd legion weren’t

brainwashed too severely.

Now it looked like this was indeed rather severe!

Ge LuEn turned around and said sincerely to Wen XiaoYun:

"Admiral Wen, I suggest you immediately hire a mental health

psychologist. Your 3rd legion here...… seems in slight danger."

Everyone: "!!!"

No, the only one in danger is you, great master!

You know nothing about the power of the God of Wealth!

Nodding his head, Wen XiaoYun sent the Elite little squad and the

others away. Then he said with a calm expression: "Thank you for

the recommendation. I will consider it."

Ge LuEn was filled with worries: "How can these kids be so easily

deceived? Have they ever thought, if that God of Wealth is really

that powerful to fulfill everyone’s wish, then who'd still work in

this world? It'd be enough to just worship him. Make an offering

and people won't have to worry about food or drink."

When Cheng JinXue and Zhuang Zhou came over, they just

happened to hear these words.

Zhuang Zhou became slightly unhappy: "They aren't being

deceived."

Ge LuEn saw him and immediately welcomed him delightedly:

"Are you the little friend, Zhuang Zhou? I'm Ge LuEn. You can call

me Grandpa Ge LuEn!"

Zhuang Zhou said stubbornly: "They aren't being deceived."

Ge LuEn was somewhat confused. He looked towards Wen

XiaoYun.

Wen XiaoYun shrugged and said in a nonchalant voice: "Zhou

Zhou also believes in the God of Wealth."

Ge LuEn: "...…"

Alright. Vilifying other people's faith would indeed result in

abhorrence. Especially when there's no evidence to prove that

this was a scam.

Ge LuEn thought briefly and asked: "Do you really believe that

this so-called God of Wealth can fulfill the wishes of everyone

who worships him?"

Zhuang Zhou said seriously: "If he can hear it, he will definitely

fulfill it. Because the more people believe in him, the stronger his

divine strength."

Ge LuEn, who was just feeling this all seemed rather unreliable,

felt it was even more unreliable after hearing this: "This God of

Wealth relies on his followers to provide him with Divine

strength?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "That's right. God and his followers are like

the water and the boat. The water can carry the boat, but can

also overturn the boat.

Ge LuEn: "That's even scarier. What if a deranged murderer

makes a wish? Would the so-called god also fulfill his wish to

obtain divine strength? And plus, if he's so powerful, wouldn't

everyone just have to make an offering to him every morning,

then no one would need to work anymore. As long as they

worshipped this God of Wealth, they wouldn't need to worry

about daily necessities anymore."

Wasn't this a heretic cult?

Ge LuEn remembered that a few hundred years ago, this kind of

brainwashing incidence also appeared before.

A huge number of people were gathered and instigated into

practicing some kind of martial arts style, saying after practicing

this style, they'd become gods.

At first, no one believed it either. However, a large number of

people suddenly started to say -- so and so from my family

became a god, so and so from my neighbor practiced this and

became a god.

The more people talked about it, the more people believed it.

With the addition of so many ‘successful examples’, everyone

started to believe that practicing this martial arts style really

allowed them to become gods. Everyday, they'd forgo eating,

drinking, working, and only focused on practicing. In the end,

they even suicided to reach godhood.

Right now, this sudden appearance of the "God of Wealth" really

seemed very similar to what happened before.

For some inexplicable reason, everyone said that their wishes

came true, that this God of Wealth really works.

In Ge LuEn's eyes, these were only coincidences. Some were

most likely arranged purposely behind the scenes by certain

individuals.

Zhuang Zhou furrowed his brows: "But...those who only want to

be lazy and get stuff for free while spending their time idling

away, even if they make wishes, God can't hear them!"

Ge LuEn asked: "How do you know he can't hear? Isn't he an

omnipotent god?"

Zhuang Zhou pressed his lips together and said quietly: "He just

can't hear them."

Pausing, he continued to say: "Because those people want to

reap without sowing. This greed is considered a type of

ill-intention. God will only protect those who are kind hearted. If

you have ill intent in your heart, no matter what you wish, how

devoted you are, God won't be able to hear anything. Even more

so if you're someone wicked beyond redemption."

Ge LuEn: "Then let’s change our train of thought according to

what you said. Right now, there aren't that many people within

the 3rd Legion on the battleship Wyvern. You guys believe he

can fulfill all of your wishes because he also needs your faith to

supplement his own divine strength. But what if the people

worshipping him in the future is everyone on an entire planet.

Can he really fulfill everyone's wishes? There are hundreds and

thousands of planets. Every civilization has several billions of

people. Can he really satisfy every single person?"

"If it's like this, wouldn't the world become chaos!"

Zhuang Zhou hastily said: "But I just said, this depends on the

person. It depends on if you're hard working or not. How come

some people have their wishes fulfilled directly, while with the

same wish, others can only have it partially fulfilled? This

depends on how hard you've been striving."

Those people, who won the big prizes, were normally

hardworking and diligent. That’s why their good fortune would

increase several times for them to win the prize.

The so-called Power of Faith was that if God really existed in this

world.

Your faith would become his strength and his strength would

mysteriously and inexplicably return back to you.

This didn't require Zhuang Zhou to do anything personally for the

person. He really didn't even need to do anything at all.

For example, that person in the 3rd Legion whose little brother

was kidnapped and sold.

He was a kindhearted person. Because he wanted to find his little

brother, everytime he received his salary, he used it to help

homeless people so he could obtain news of his little brother.

The more good things he did, the more Zhuang Zhou's divine

powers mysteriously and inexplicably returned back to him,

providing him with more good luck. That’s why his wish came

true.

If he hadn't done his best searching, even praying to God

wouldn't help him fulfill his wish. What was God supposed to do?

Toss his little brother down from the sky? Throw the little brother

right in front of him?

Thus, without hard work, even if you pray sincerely to God with

good intentions, you’ll receive a response from God, but you

won’t get much in this response. Maybe even barely anything.

It’s just like wishing to God to pick up money outside.

Picking up 10 dollars also counts as fulfilling your wish.

But others might be able to pick up 100 thousand instead.

This was something that had rules and preconditions, just like

this.

Even Zhuang Zhou himself cannot change it.

Zhuang Zhou said seriously: "You must understand, the more

hardworking you are, the more fortunate you'll become."

The more hardworking, the more God will watch over you.

Ge LuEn: "...…………………."

The words that the little friend said sounded so right and so

reasonable, he actually couldn't argue back!

He was even on the verge of being brainwashed as well!

Ge LuEn opened his mouth, closed it, then opened his mouth

again. Then he said in a cordial tone:"How about we go discuss

the little robot instead??"

However, in the end, they weren't able to discuss it at all.

As soon as Ge LuEn arrived, he started slandering the little

Wealth God as a swindler.

Then after being unable to prove it, he tried to change the topic.

The little God of Wealth also had a temper!

The little God of Wealth didn't want to discuss robots with him at

all. Grabbing Wen XiaoYun, he started leaving.

Ge LuEn: "...… Don't go, little friend! This old man came all the

way from far away. Let's have a nice discussion about that robot

of yours...…"

The little robot that Zhuang Zhou made previously has already

been sold for half a month. The other side already signed,

acknowledging that they received the delivery as well.

In this half a month, Zhuang Zhou and Wen XiaoYun picked up a

lot of spare components from the trash pile again and then

replicated the process to create Xiao PoLan#2 and #3.

However,Zhuang Zhou didn't want to give them to Ge LuEn at all.

He stuffed Xiao PoLan#2 and #3 into Wen XiaoYun's arms and

said solemnly: "All yours. Don't give them to others."

The word 'others" was specifically emphasized, practically missing

the name "Ge LuEn."

Wen XiaoYun chuckled.

This little friend, who was doing his best to defend his belief, was

also very cute.

Especially this huffy and puffy face.

Wen XiaoYun placed Xiao PoLan #2 and #3 to the side and said

softly: "Are you angry?"

Zhuang Zhou pressed his lips together, but he was still unable to

hold back from complaining: "If he doesn't understand, he can

choose not to believe, but he can't say I'm lyin...… that we're

being lied to."

Wen XiaoYun said: "En. What you say is correct. Then we'll just

ignore him for now."

"Ignoring him." Zhuang Zhou also thought the same way. Forget

about this customer!

Seeing Zhuang Zhou's mood much better, Wen XiaoYun opened

his personal computer to his notepad. Then he looked towards

Zhuang Zhou saying: "Then can Zhou Zhou tell me everything

you like and dislike?"

Zhuang Zhou didn't understand: "Why say those?"

With eyes filled with emotions and a serious tone, Wen XiaoYun

said:"I will record everything you hate. That way, I won't make

you angry in the future."

Stunned, Zhuang Zhou's face flushed red: “I wouldn’t randomly

get angry……”

Wen XiaoYun acknowledged with an ‘en’: “I know. Zhou Zhou has

the best temper.”

Zhuang Zhou in a small voice: “Then there’s no need to say it……”

“Yes, there is.” Wen XiaoYun said softly: “This way you won’t

have any reason to ignore me in the future.”

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The writer has something to say: PS--

Ge LuEn: Damn! I get it now……

Wen XiaoYun: It’s too late. You’re already old.

Ge LuEn: ????