Blessed by Abundance, A Scourge of Terra
Chapter 430

A Nun's Habit Isn't Just for Praying, You Know~

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"I think this is a good idea."

"But this one is not bad either."

"Which side are you on?"

Actually, I want to be a good person.

"If you don't join our Lateran fundamentalist sect, I'll stab you to death with this dagger."

"In fact, I have always been a loyal follower of Lateran fundamentalism, and I am willing to sacrifice everything for the Lord."

"If you don't join our Laterano Church, I'll stab you to death with this dagger in my hand!"

"I have been a devout follower of your Laterano Church for several years, but I have never had the opportunity to get to know you. Please allow me to join you."

"If you don't Lateran the Lateran fundamentalists, I'll stab you to death."

"If you don't Laterano Church, I'll stab you to death with this dagger."

A person is surrounded by two groups of people, all of them fierce and menacing. Fanatical believers are often irrational.

Fortunately, both sides are civilized people and chose not to fight amongst themselves, but only to put pressure on the outsider.

Finally, the person who was surrounded remembered his brother, who had been driven out for building Mobile City.

He was clearly a worker building Mobile City, but he was forced to leave the city because he contracted Originium Infection, without even receiving compensation.

Can such Lateran truly be called a faith, if the utopian Laterano Church can genuinely improve the current situation...?

"I'd like to join Utopia," the little bird said.

Then a large halo appeared above his head.

"This is truly a miracle!"

The Lateran fundamentalists on the other side were also stunned. They had thought it was just a large-scale debate, but it turned out to be for real.

After the halo appeared, everyone present felt a strong sense of shared experience; their emotions were interconnected, and they felt as one with each other.

Races in Non- Lateran can also obtain auras; the paradise described in Utopia is real.

Then what's the point of me persisting? The gods are on your side!

On the other side, the Lateran fundamentalists immediately switched sides, choosing to Laterano Church and embracing their great lord.

Thanks to their long-standing education, all Lateran believe that the halo above their heads is sacred, and only God can decide whether or not to bestow a halo.

Therefore, when other races gained the halo, the impact on these old-fashioned people was no less than a complete reshaping of their worldview.

You may not receive divine revelation from the gods even if you pray to the host every day, but now a miracle is happening right before your eyes.

Thanks to the overwhelmingly powerful infrastructure of Utopia, the number of believers surged from a few hundred thousand to over a million in just a few days.

And it continues to spread, while the secrecy measures are extremely tight, because even the people monitoring it have been infected.

This is one of the characteristics of religious countries, because the steadfastness of their faith leads to very thorough changes.

Once you lose a debate, the situation on the field can suddenly completely turn against you.

Now, Lateran is the one facing the challenge.

The Holy City had a population of 8 million, but due to the activities, it has now surged to tens of millions, and millions of believers are spreading like a virus.

Moreover, these millions of believers are basically the backbone of the social workforce, and their voice is not insignificant.

The Papal Hall is almost completely unaware of the current situation; everyone is keeping it a secret, and everyone is experiencing the changes firsthand.

The Laterano Church of Utopia possesses a very complete logical chain, the most distinctive feature of which is that it treats all races equally and no longer considers the aura to be exclusive to Lateran.

If Lateran had been a nation composed only of Sarkaz, its spread might not have been as rapid as it is today, but it did manage to integrate other races.

Sarkaz intermarried with other races, and their offspring often lacked halos, which over time became a social problem.

In addition, Lateran's previous large-scale infrastructure projects created a large number of infected individuals.

As early as a long time ago, the ancient Lateran people discovered that if Sarkaz were infected with Originium Infection, demon horns might grow on their heads.

Therefore, healthy people considered it a symbol of blasphemy and depravity, which led to the infected being ostracized and driven away by everyone.

In modern times, this situation has intensified with the development of industry, eventually evolving into a social problem that cannot be ignored.

However, due to religious beliefs, these issues were all suppressed until recently when Utopia brought them to the forefront.

Without a halo, unable to feel the emotions of children, he was exiled because he was infected with Originium Infection, and eventually died from disease, hunger, and even cold.

This is a deep-seated pain that many Lateran people find hard to let go of, not just those in Liberi, but also many Sankta.

Humans aren't plants or trees, so how could they be without feelings?

Do you want to spend your life with cold, hard dogma, or with your family?

The doctrines of Lateran are ultimately distant, but the family members beside you are real, and you can feel their warmth at all times.

Therefore, the reason why the Laterano Church of Utopia has developed so rapidly in this country is far more than a simple miracle; rather, it has truly hit the sore spot of this country.

People develop beliefs because of demand.

Even if it's just a form of emotional support.

As time went on, more and more halos appeared over the heads of non- Sarkaz races.

The speed at which it spread from one person to another was astonishing.

It spread from the cities to the army, and from the army to the ruling class, until finally someone realized something was wrong.

Why are halos appearing above the heads of other races as well? What exactly happened in this city?

Lateran is a small country, so power is highly concentrated in the hands of the Pope.

Several high-ranking officials of the Papal Hall wanted to report the situation, so they handed the documents to a guard wearing a halo. The guard then tore the documents to shreds.

A startling light gleamed in the guard's eyes, and the powerful resonance emanating from the halo above his head made the high-ranking officers understand immediately.

Has my surroundings already fallen?

Thanks to this empathy, the higher-ups in the Papal Hall quickly realized that their soldiers genuinely hoped for change in Lateran.

Another major drawback of empathy has been discovered.

Once a mindset undergoes a significant change, others will be influenced, thus accelerating the spread of the message dramatically.

Just like a water truck full of water, its inertia is so great that even brakes cannot stop it.

"It's over." The high-ranking official of the Papal Hall took a deep breath and slumped weakly into his chair.

In just a few days, the city had almost changed hands.

Your Holiness, have you noticed the problem?

Of course... no.

Because he is the Pope, not a god, his subordinates don't report to him, so what could he possibly know?

Even during such a tense moment, he was eating cactus ice cream during his breaks.

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"Why hasn't anyone reported on the mission's progress to me yet? Are they really that busy?"

The Lateran pope looked at the distant Holy City; there were no explosions, nor large-scale riots.

Everything was so devout, it was just that there were a lot of people, and there were halos everywhere.

"There seem to be fewer Liberi attending the event this year. Did I do something wrong? Or is it because of Utopia...?"

The Pope stroked his gray beard and glanced through his binoculars at Rhodes Island, which was still docked in the distance.

It remained as quiet as ever, and no hundreds of High-speed Battleship suddenly appeared from behind to overwhelm Lateran.

So, perhaps Utopia really is a vacation destination?

Today, the Demon King is also in the city, and the Pope had recently issued an order forbidding anyone from monitoring Demon King.

Logically, this shouldn't be done; one should at least respect the local law enforcement agencies. But the logic is in their hands.

It's better to avoid trouble. If Master Huang really wants to start a war, why bother with so many pointless things?

It is a consensus among everyone that we cannot place too high moral expectations on those who rule this land.

A monarch can wreak havoc on a land without any scruples, and after the war, no one dares to hold him accountable.

The victor gains everything, the loser only dies.

Meanwhile, in the Holy City of Lateran.

Theresia was holding a camera, and although she wasn't surrounded by a halo, almost everyone ignored her.

Theresia took a picture of the Gothic columns in front of her. "This is the Holy City of Lateran, all white buildings, much brighter than Kazdel's dark gold color scheme."

"One black, one white, they really are clearly distinct."

"The millennia-old feud between the Sarkaz and the Sarkaz... has also dragged in innocent races."

"The first group of people, in order to escape the Sarkaz identity, did not hesitate to turn their own kind against each other. I haven't used swords to ensure the survival of civilization for almost fifty years."

A black crown appeared above Theresia's head and instantly connected to Lateran's mainframe.

It was a mysterious and profound feeling; almost every Sarkaz with a halo above their heads sensed that touch of sorrow in their souls.

The original saints, having nowhere else to turn, encountered Lateran's mainframe.

Then he received what is called divine revelation, gained the ability of empathy, and at the same time, his Sarkaz characteristics degenerated.

However... the host was speechless. The Lateran doctrine was entirely created by a few Sarkaz using the abilities granted by the host, with the aim of strengthening cohesion.

And this tradition has been passed down to the present day, which is the fundamental reason why Lateran has been able to unleash such amazing cohesion.

But this part of history remains unknown.

Theresia's dark green bracelet on her right hand flashed, and hundreds of history books appeared around her, along with many dark red figures.

"Thank you all for your help. Please distribute these books to every corner of Lateran Holy City."

A dark red figure knelt on one knee and efficiently divided up the books.

It won't be long before these books create a huge uproar in this city.

The Laterano Church will be thoroughly tried in a few days, and the final nail will be driven into its coffin.

That very night, hundreds of people found books with several markings printed on them in various corners. They called them the truth brought by God and spread the contents of the books widely.

In Utopia's history books, Lateran's very secrets have been almost completely exposed.

However, no pope, regardless of their generation, has allowed utopian books to enter Lateran.

Lateran was also not an option for entering Utopia, so the vast majority of ordinary people were unaware of the truth of history.

Even if you forced Lateran people to read history books in the past, the people of this country would still consider those books to be fake.

But today's social environment is so intense that people from all walks of life are debating the correctness of their beliefs.

But now, such a major bombshell has suddenly been dropped; who wouldn't be confused?

For believers, orthodoxy is essentially their second life. Even in Master Huang's previous life, the infighting between sects never ceased, and they had to decide who would die in the end.

"Now that the books are all distributed, let's go to the Lateran shops and find some special costumes, like nun's habit. I've never worn one before."

Theresia, beaming with smiles and making no attempt to conceal her identity, entered a clothing store.

The clothing store had Utopia's investment, so they didn't refuse Theresia's entry.

"Hello ma'am, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Do you have any of those prayer vestments here? I'd like about ten sets, all custom-made. If possible, could you please find me about ten skilled seamstresses? They're very meticulous. I'm also a seamstress myself, so I can offer a lot of advice. I won't shortchange you on the price."

The shop assistant nodded in agreement, and then made a phone call that brought over twenty female tailors.

Theresia came to the best custom clothing store in the entire Holy City, and the shop assistants recognized her.

Because of the recent debates, the shop assistants have become very curious about the country of Utopia, and they certainly don't want it to turn into a diplomatic incident.

"Cut an opening here, and make the fork a little higher."

"It's a bit too big; it would be better if it could be made tighter."

"This outfit is a little too small, because it's not for me..."

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