Novice Nun Test

"Mmm." Ye Kong nodded vigorously.

The man smiled and led him inside.

He was once again amazed by the girl's perfect temperament, and at this moment he was full of confidence.

Enter through the second door on the right side of the church, pass through a corridor, and arrive at a large room on the side.

At first glance, golden sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, casting a slanting beam into the pristine hall. Behind a row of long tables sat some the Holy See staff members.

And many similar girls are registering under the guidance of certain individuals.

When Ye Kong went in, many people turned their attention to him.

The man approached one of the empty seats and invited Ye Kong up. "This is the person I recommended. I hope she can become a nun."

"Please register and have your identity verified."

After taking out the certificate and checking the fingerprints and other information, the clerk in charge of recording looked up and said, "Since you invited me, there's no need for any extra steps. Just go to the interview next door."

"Okay." The man smiled excitedly and quickly said to Ye Kong, "Please come with me."

Chapter 159 The Novice Nun Test

Following the man toward the door to the side, Ye Kong entered and saw a long, horizontal corridor.

I must admit, this church is very large.

Even in the small Konghai City, the Light Prayer Church has demonstrated its financial resources by creating such a religious center.

"Go left."

Following behind the man, Miss Ye Kong began to look around, trying to remember what she saw.

The Mystic Thread has passed through here, and the information we sensed from afar is now much clearer.

After walking for a while, we crossed a side door and came to another grand hall.

Several young girls dressed in black nuns' habit stood there very respectfully, while many solemn-looking nuns in white robes stood beside them.

Judging from the scene, it's easy to see that those formal nuns in white robes are actually the interviewers.

Those dressed in black were all newcomers who had come to register, just like Miss Ye Kong.

Suddenly, such a beautiful girl walked in, and the scene fell silent for a moment without warning.

Then, the oldest nun in white, who was clearly the oldest, came forward.

"This is Miss Ye Kong, whom I recommended." The man nodded to her and then gestured to introduce her.

"Understood, please follow me."

This elderly nun has truly excellent manners.

It is clear that appearance was a very important factor in the selection of nuns.

This small Light Prayer Church is full of beautiful women. Even those who have lived to a ripe old age have an extremely dignified demeanor, making it easy to imagine how beautiful they must have been in their youth.

"I wonder if the Light Prayer Church is clean. It's normal for such a powerful organization to have internal strife and corruption."

"Beautiful lady, I will now help you change into your nun's habit. The first step in the interview is to check your demeanor. Without a doubt, your appearance is up to standard. This doesn't mean you are particularly beautiful, but rather that your face is very approachable and you don't look fierce at all. A person who can attract anyone is undoubtedly the best kind of nun."

Parting a curtain, I entered a changing room.

After quickly calculating her height using the markings on the wall, she took out a black nun's habit from the cabinet next to her.

"Wearing clothes is an art. You have to be quick, move gracefully, and not get them dirty. I'll put them on for you first, and then you can try them on yourself."

"Um, do you need me to take off my clothes?" Ye Kong asked, his face slightly flushed.

"It's okay, don't be shy, kid. My gut tells me you'll pass the audit."

"Um."

Ye Kong nodded, not thinking too much about it, and began to take off his coat.

Next was the skirt, and then the black tights I wore today.

She had no choice but to change her socks, because the nun's stockings were thin, black stockings with a light flesh-colored tint.

Even a pig would look sexy in this kind of clothes, right? (scratch that)

After removing everything, she was left only in her bra and panties.

Fortunately, she was facing a nun, so she remained relatively calm. The dignified nun looked at Ye Kong's figure with great surprise, examining him from head to toe, and said incredulously, "If you were to judge a woman's figure by standards, you wouldn't be the best, but you unexpectedly look harmonious and well-proportioned."

Her comment that it wasn't the best implied that Ye Kong's thighs were a bit too thick and didn't meet the standard of a beautiful woman's figure.

Harmony and symmetry mean that the legs are very beautiful, while the kind of fat that is caused by stockings digging into the flesh is not only not annoying, but can also inexplicably arouse people's instinctive desires.

Coupled with her adorable appearance, the old nun herself was clearly very satisfied with this new girl.

"Okay, let me start dressing you."

The old nun began her explanation.

It must be admitted that this outfit is indeed very complicated to wear, but... for Miss Ye Kong now, it is not difficult at all.

She's quick-witted, so her memory is sharp. Even if she doesn't know the answer, she can simply use the Mystic Thread to read it from the other person's mind; there's no way she won't find out.

After trying it once, she tried it herself in the same way as before, and the old nun's admiration grew even stronger.

"Most people wouldn't be able to do this step so well. Being able to put on this complicated nun's habit in one go shows that you have a good memory and are focused. People like this are less likely to be forgetful in their daily work."

So, you've passed another hurdle?

As she was thinking this, the old nun drew back the curtain, gesturing for Miss Ye Kong to come out.

Once outside, she stood with the other interviewees.

"Next comes the prayer, especially the test of hymn singing ability. Although this step is not mandatory for novice nuns, the corresponding ability cannot be neglected."

Then you start repeating along.

When Ye Kong read this passage aloud, which contained no clue what it was, his head immediately went spinning.

"Grass, Pollution."

Her gaze drifted cautiously, and she realized that not only she, but everyone else was also feeling unwell.

Well, no, strictly speaking, she's probably in the best condition. She drinks plenty of Water of Purification every day, and with so many bodies acting as anchors, this level of Pollution is nothing to her.

But...

Although the Pollution was not very intense, Ye Kong, who had been exposed to many similar things, could clearly sense the horror behind Pollution.

His status is exceptionally high!

"Ah, Lord of Light, Lord of Hymns, your music resounds throughout the universe, yet it is everywhere. The foolish cannot feel it, nor can the wise know it."

Gradually, as I read this sentence, my voice began to sing.

No wonder they recite poetry.

The key is that the pitch is very difficult to control, but it sounds surprisingly good when sung.

"Why does it feel like a memorial service?"

Miss Ye Kong sang along to a line, relying entirely on her exaggerated talent to keep up.

Everything before their eyes seemed to distort into black and white; at least three nuns had already collapsed. The full nuns who had been waiting nearby immediately rushed over and helped the fallen ones up.

As for Miss Ye Kong herself, she found that she still had the mood to pay attention to others.

"No one can sing it completely."

She saw that the novice nuns' voices were extremely distorted, and she was even about to give up.

His gaze drifted to the old nun's face, and he found that she was staring straight at him.

Oh no, did I do too well?

To be able to sing it completely on the first try, in Norton's words, is to say that one's spirituality is too high.

This is beyond what ordinary people can handle, not even those who have been promoted.

So she began to contort her body, deliberately feigning pain.

While Pollution is terrifying, it's certain that its power isn't as outrageous as the initial claim about mouths and eyes; its actual harmfulness isn't very strong.

After saying five sentences in a row, the old nun stopped.

Ye Kong was drenched in sweat.

The white-clad nun next to him immediately ran over and helped him up.

Turning her head, she glanced at the nun and smiled sweetly.

Wow, so cute.

Ye Kong was charmed by the other person.

It seems that strict selection criteria have their advantages; it's truly wonderful to be able to work with such lovely nuns.

Of course, strictly speaking, the overall quality of white nuns is much higher than that of novice nuns.

The real hassle of the approval process is becoming official.

This looks difficult, but actually... well, it is indeed very difficult.

"Just now, besides testing your voices, I also tested your piety." The old nun looked at Ye Kong with a very gentle expression. "Among you this cohort, there has emerged one who is exceptionally outstanding, unbelievably so. In all my decades working in the church, this is the first time I have seen someone who can directly bear the weight of an entire poem."

At this point, she looked at Ye Kong and said, "You've passed, Miss Ye Kong. The following tests are completely unnecessary for you. Because anyone without sincerity will faint even after reciting the first sentence."

Grass!

Ye Kong's heart skipped a beat.

I almost fainted as soon as I uttered the first sentence. I only managed to stay stable remotely by using other bodies as anchors.

"It seems I am indeed not devout."

For some reason, Miss Ye Kong felt a little guilty as she glanced at the faceless, abstract sculpture of the God of Light Prayer in the distance.

Normally it wouldn't be this bad, but God really does exist in this world.

Although the righteous god hasn't responded for many years, who knows if the other party is watching this place.

"I hope you won't be that bored."

After muttering to himself, Ye Kong heard the nun say, "The other two of you will need to undergo further testing. Whether you pass or not depends on your own efforts."

The two people who still had a chance also became nervous.

But at least they were somewhat happy.

Most people come here simply to find a job to earn money and support their families.

A formal nun?

The probability is too low; I don't even want to think about it.

But even ordinary poor people can dream that kind of dream.

In this world, unlike on Earth, poor people with good genes actually prefer to have daughters.

Because once a daughter is sent to the Church, it's easier for her to climb the social ladder than for a son. If she ever succeeds, she might not bring the family along, but at least it could help them rise in social class.

Of course, this doesn't mean that men can't do it, but the Holy See's requirements for men are either physical strength or a higher level of piety, which is not so easy for ordinary people these days.

Some jobs, like the one where the man invited Ye Kong to take the nun's exam, don't actually have a higher social status than the nuns, but it's much harder to get in.

Moreover, their wages are lower than those of nuns.

"So, when do I start working?" Ye Kong asked in a low voice.

"Tomorrow," the old nun said with a smile. "The work here is a bit tough; you can only leave the church once a week. But there's plenty of space here, and the gardens around the church are enough for you to stroll around for a long time."

"I understand, I will definitely work hard."

Seeing the girl's assurance, the old nun nodded in satisfaction.

"From now on, please call me Ellen, that's what everyone calls me," she concluded by introducing herself.

"Yes, Ellen."

It's over smoothly.