Chapter 160 I really thought my child could be chosen as a son of god or a servant of god
In the White Elephant Empire, every parent leads his or her own child.
For most people in the White Elephant Empire,
their lives were like a dragon giving birth to a dragon, a phoenix giving birth to a phoenix, and the son of a mouse can only dig holes.
However, as the evil spirits invaded the White Elephant Empire and found their own gods,
the gods began to search throughout the empire for a suitable successor.
This large-scale search for the Son of God,
completely blind to one’s origin, has given many ordinary people hope of a comeback,
so they are desperate He took his children to the temple to register.
Some families even go through extremely difficult preparations in order to raise travel expenses
No matter how hard it is, you must raise enough money to take your children to give it a try.
Because if we don’t try,
perhaps there will never be such an opportunity to completely turn over the whole family for generations.
At this moment, the call started.
I saw the order manager holding a loudspeaker and saying loudly: "Children from No. 1 to No. 1000, line up immediately and all enter the hall.
Even your children If you can’t become a god’s son, you might still have the opportunity to become a god’s servant.
It’s also a good job to take care of those gods and gods’ sons.
So there are still many opportunities.”
"God, please bless my child to be chosen. Even if he cannot become the son of God, it is better to become the servant of God."
"My child has been extremely smart since he was a child. If not Being bound by that damn surname, I’m afraid he would have become famous a long time ago.”
"Success or failure depends on this. If my child can succeed this time, those people in the village may never let me repay my debt."
The parents who were called were extremely emotional, and some even With tears in their eyes,
one by one, they all knelt down outside the cordon, clasping their hands together,
keep praying for God’s blessing and muttering something.
What's more, some kept kowtowing, and their foreheads soon became red and swollen.
No one present would laugh at it, because everyone held the same belief and prayer. .
“Look at these lowly surnames.
I really thought that my child could be chosen as the son of God or the servant of God.
I don’t even think about my child. "How many kilograms are there?"
On the other side, the crowd parted, and a few people from the White Elephant Empire came in,
They were also surrounded by a group of bodyguards in black. Obviously, this group of people had extraordinary status in the White Elephant Empire.
The speaker was one of the middle-aged men in luxurious clothes.
Beside him stood a boy. Like the middle-aged man, the boy looked arrogant and raised his chin high.
Looking at the children around him with a high and proud attitude, he raised the number in his hand and said proudly: "I got the number one."
While you were still working up to midnight to grab the number, My father just needs to move his finger, and someone will automatically send you the number plate.
This is how life is. While you are still running hard, I am already waiting for you at the finish line.
But I still hope that one of you can become my divine servant.”
The surrounding people of the White Elephant Empire were too angry to say anything, and pulled the children to the other side.
In this White Elephant Empire, surname determines everything.
High-level surnames control 90% of the resources of the White Elephant Empire,
Low-level surnames can only get the scraps left by high-level surnames, which is the remaining ten percent. The surname system is so strict that no one can resist it.
This situation that has been ingrained for a long time has made the ancestors of lower-class surnames live like this for generations.
The children whose numbers were called, after their parents left one after another, lined up obediently,
One after the other, they walked towards the temple,
There are other order managers at the front of the team who are responsible for guidance.
Every child's eyes are filled with panic, uneasiness, tension, uneasiness and doubt.
They have no idea what the adults are doing at this moment,
< br>Some children's eyes even started to turn red, and they looked here and there with fear. The hall of destiny that awaits them is dimly lit, with only a few candles swaying the faint light.
After the children lined up, they walked into the main hall in front together.
With a "creak",
the two heavy doors were slammed shut.
“The sons and servants chosen by the gods must be the best among their peers,
so the selection time varies.
Some may take a long time It takes a long time, and some may take a shorter time. Don’t worry,
I will definitely notify you in time once the results are available.
Some parents who can’t wait can also return to their resting place first. "
The order manager with the loudspeaker shouted loudly.
"How long will it take?" a parent asked.
“When the sun rises again tomorrow at the latest, if you are selected, you will become a servant or son of God serving the gods.”
The order manager responded with a smile.
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The temple was built extremely grandly, and the children stood there honestly after entering.
After the staff who led them in closed the two heavy doors,
they left through a remote small door.
Some older children also heard the sound of the remote door being chained from the outside. They did not understand or figure it out.
The children looked left and right, and there were exquisite art paintings on the surrounding walls, depicting the patterns of the gods of the White Elephant Empire, as if they were stories about the gods.
Colorful, colorful and lifelike.
"Look. The gods and beasts in the paintings on the wall are moving."
A child of eight or nine years old shouted loudly.
"Yes, eh, it seems to be really moving. Is the god inside the wall?"
Another child asked innocently.
The slightly more sensible children knelt down directly,
imitating the appearance of the adults outside, clasping their hands together, and praying non-stop: "God, please be sure to choose I,
My family is really too poor.
The house at home has been in disrepair and the walls have cracks.
When it rains, water leaks into the house. There is water leaking inside, and there are mold spots on my bed.”
When he came, he had already heard from the adults at home,
The purpose of this trip was to become a majestic god. children.
If he can be selected, he will have the supreme status in the entire White Elephant Empire.
It is not an exaggeration to say that if you want wind, you will get wind, and if you want rain, you will get rain.
Not only for his family, he also longs to be that kind of person.
"A bunch of rubes must not be able to understand this. I have seen this mural in a book.
This is a story about the Magic City, about the city of Patna in the middle reaches of the Ganges. ,
A cultural center that prospered with the grace of Lord Shiva.
The story involves God's gift, human suffering and ultimate redemption, showing the relationship between God and the White Elephant myth. The interaction between people.”
The rich kid from before put his hands behind his back and began to talk proudly.
(End of this chapter)