Chapter 589 Lisa’s advice

Release time: 2025-04-05 20:56:40
A+ A- Turn off the lights listening to books

Starting from March 4, the Femond Empire was often seen in the white robes of the Holy Cross between the villages from south to north. Tianlai Novels|2

Wherever they go, they will use plain language to tell the doctrine of the God of Light to the devout commoners.

In the mouths of these gods and herds, truth and piety are not inconsistent. Accepting education is a shortcut to entering the kingdom of heaven. Wealth does not have original sin. There is no difference between nobles and civilians, kings and beggars before God.

The concept of “God gives human rights” swept across the entire empire with an irresistible momentum. Under the influence of these gods and herds, thousands of civilian schools appeared in the fiefs of nobles of all sizes like mushrooms after a rain. All these schools are named “Dawn Public School”.

The news that the three sons of gods settled in the Cathedral of Coennas spread throughout the empire. It is ironic that the response caused by this news among the people is far greater than the influence of the new democratic policy and industrial reform.

Faced with such a comparison, Donner could only laugh it off.

In any case, as long as the power of the entire empire can be condensed, whether it is the New Deal or the Holy See, what is the difference for Donner?

Moreover, the Holy See of Light has fallen into his control now, and all the words from his mouth can be written into the latest doctrine. Controlling the entire empire in this way is far more direct and effective than newspapers and public opinion.

Of course, except for Wesley who vaguely guessed the reasons for these many phenomena, no one knows that some of the movements of the Holy See in the Femont Empire were closely related to Donna Wien, the king of the northern king who lived in Ovier Province.

Donner was also happy to leave himself out, otherwise he would not have been so cautious in entering and leaving the Church of Light.

In early April of the 4th year of the New Calendar, when the newly sown wheat began to be sown in the farmland near the Aili Industrial Park, Moen was helped by Luna to see it again.

This time, the artificial riverside drained from the Aili Reservoir is much more lively than two months ago. Workers who were on the turnover in the industrial zone, students from the engineering college, and farmers who immigrated from other provinces gathered in piles of small groups on the dirt road by the river.

All of these people were attracted by the growth of wheat in this farmland.

“Oh my God… who can believe that this is the wasteland that has been reclaimed this year…” Someone was sighing.

“The water in Aili Reservoir must have some magic power!” someone asserted.

“No, in my opinion, most of the time after the Son of God entered Koennas, the entire empire was blessed by the God of Light!” Someone said this.

“As you say so? Why are the farmlands over there not blessed?” someone asked at the wheat field on the other side of the artificial river.
<b"What do you know? This wheat field is watered with fertilizer, so the wheat grows so well!" The person who spoke was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. Moen vaguely remembered that this was a student of the School of Chemical Engineering.

“Fertilizer? What is fertilizer?” asked a young man dressed in a worker.

“Didn’t you see the two big stoves next to the Isa River? The fertilizer is burned from those two stoves!” The student grinned and said, “I heard that there will be more large stoves like this this year. At that time, the farmlands in the entire Ovier Province can be poured with fertilizer!”

“Can the things burned from those two big stoves really make the wheat grow better?” a farmer asked timidly.

“Can this still be false?” When the student said this, he suddenly saw Moen who was being supported by him. He quickly stood upright and shouted respectfully: “Sir Dean…”

Moen nodded with a smile, and was supported by Luna. He passed through the crowd, turned to the ridges, and walked deep into the wheat field.

When he was away from the crowd, Moen stopped and bent down with difficulty.

“Luna…” He looked at the endless tender green wheat seedlings and said emotionally: “The magic potion we spent so long was extracted and synthesized by air and ore alone.”

“Do you know? Two months ago, when you said you didn’t know, I believed that these fertilizers were definitely useful.” Luna said with a smile while holding Moen.