Wen Xishu did not recognize the person who had recognized him. The Bunker's population density really was staggering.
Wen Xishu also realized that he needed a mask.
[You realized you needed to change your appearance. That is not difficult. In the World of the Dead, all sorts of services are available. People spend merit to indulge their desires.] [Appetite is only one of them. As long as you have merit, you can indulge many desires you could never satisfy in life. The finest beauties can serve you in groups in ways unsuitable for children, or you can become someone extraordinarily beautiful yourself. You can also acquire a small world where you wield supreme power. Of course... you cannot satisfy the desire to return to life.]
The text appeared right on cue.
Wen Xishu immediately came up with a plan:
"Oh, yes, yes, yes! I am Wen Xishu, Church Leader of the Xishu Divine Church. Rise, my children! I knew this face was worth it. No amount of merit would be too much!"
Hearing that, the follower seemed to understand:
"You mean you're not the Church Leader? You bought his face?"
Wen Xishu said:
"Is that a problem? Church Leader Wen is a master of letters and arms, his achievements will endure through the ages, he's dashing and charming, and may he live forever. I couldn't imitate him in life, so why can't I do it after death?"
The follower let out a long breath. Although he hated this man's desecration of the Church Leader, he was relieved to think that the Church Leader had not died.
Quite a few people around them suddenly slapped their foreheads.
"Right! Why didn't I think of spending merit that way?"
"Give it a rest. A four-digit merit bill-can you even afford cosmetic