Chapter 609: Change of Faith (asking for monthly votes at the beginning of the month) At eight o'clock in the morning, in the prayer room on the third floor of the cabin. As soon as Lugano entered, he saw Father Monserrate, wearing a brown priest robe, giving a sermon. There were five or six people sitting sporadically on the rows of chairs in front of the Holy Emblem of Life. He did not want to disrupt the sacred atmosphere, but chose a seat at the front, near a person who was praying. As time passed, Father Monserrate finally finished his sermon and closed the Holy Book in his hand. All the people praying stood up, slightly separated their feet, raised their hands high, and said in unison: "Praise the earth, praise the mother of all things!" Lugano subconsciously turned his head and looked to the side. He saw that the person praying in the same row had brown eyes and a bad complexion. He was wearing a tweed coat, but he was not wrapped very tightly. This is exactly the special patient Ennio who lost his internal organs. He, he's not dead yet? Wasn't that evil wizard Primpino already dead? How come this special patient of his is still alive? Lugano was startled and thought he had encountered a ghost.

As a Sequence 8 of the Cultivator Path, he had no ability to deal with ghosts! The next second, Lugano discovered that Ennio's face was no longer as pale as last night, the light in his eyes had recovered a little, and his whole life aura was noticeably stronger. This... Lugano instinctively raised his hand, tapped his brows, and turned on his "spiritual vision". He then saw that Enio's etheric body was no longer so gray, and the yellow representing the digestive system, the orange representing the detoxification and excretion organs, and other colors all returned to a relatively normal state, but were a bit dim and thin. How could this be possible? Didn't he have no heart, liver, spleen, lungs, intestines, stomach, or kidneys? Lugano saw Ennio turn around and discover him in surprise, just like he was looking at a monster. "Doctor, your treatment is very effective. I feel like I'm recovering!" Ennio said with great joy. This is still a preliminary treatment without finding out the specific cause of the disease! Lugano twitched his lips stiffly: "That's fine, that's fine." "Are you also a believer of the Mother Goddess?" Ennio was in a very good mood, with a look of surprise on his face. I am not, don't mention the Mother Goddess or mother to me... As an Intis, how can I believe in the "Mother Goddess of the Earth"? Lugano pointed at Monserrate and did not give a direct answer: "I have something to ask the priest." Ennio nodded: "What time in the morning can I see you for further treatment?" You don't need treatment. The next step is to rest and recuperate... Lugano muttered inwardly, then forced a smile and said: "In an hour." "Thank you, doctor!" Ennio waved and walked out of the prayer room. When only he and Father Monserrate were left here, Lugano lowered his voice and pointed to the door and said: "How did he heal?" Father Monserrate, who was still young and had clean features, smiled and said: “Thank Mother Earth, he was lucky enough. "You are also a 'physician', you should know that internal organs can be transplanted as long as they retain a certain degree of activity. In order to ensure the success of the ritual, Primpino has been using his extraordinary ability to keep those internal organs active. Moreover, the ones he is currently using were taken from Enio, so there is no need to worry about the rejection reaction caused by the transplant. "In addition, Ennio himself is still alive and is maintaining a certain vitality through the power of mysticism. This is also a key factor." "You performed surgery on him last night and transplanted all his internal organs back?" Lugano suddenly realized. Father Monserrate nodded: "For ordinary surgeons, this is an operation that is almost impossible to succeed. Even if it succeeds, it will be difficult to maintain the patient's life and help him get through the most dangerous stage. But for us, this is something that is within our capabilities."

Yes... Compared with ordinary surgeons, our extraordinary "doctors" are as magical as miracle workers... After Lugano sighed, he no longer cared about Enio's question, and said to Monserrate with great concern: “Father, I hear the baby crying again. "Is that so-called Son of God targeting me?" Father Monserrate replied graciously: "Don't worry. This is an inevitable sequelae of the corresponding pollution. It will gradually fade away with the passage of time. If you are worried about changes and accidents during the process, I can help you clear it up now." Really? You are only a Sequence 8 "Doctor". Are you capable of helping me remove the remaining pollution? Setting up an altar and praying for the power of the "Mother Earth Goddess"? Lugano said unconvincedly: "Thank you, Father!" Monserrate pointed to where Lugano had been sitting: "Just like the believers just now, close your eyes, listen to my sermon, and pray to Mother Earth at the same time. Remember, pray to Mother Earth, not to other gods." "Okay." Lugano sat down again, folded his arms over his chest and closed his eyes. He followed Father Monserrate's sermon, silently repeating the contents of the scriptures, his thoughts gradually drifting away and becoming more and more vague. Faintly, Lugano heard his mother's whispers and felt the warmth of her embrace. This made him relax the tension in his heart, and he felt like when he was a child and was bullied and threw himself into his mother's arms for comfort. It is dependence, reliance, and the home of the soul. Unconsciously, tears rolled down the corners of Lugano's eyes, and his body and mind seemed to be cleansed. His emotions gradually calmed down, and he was no longer so frightened and anxious. "Okay." Father Monserrate's voice seemed to float from the sky and reached Lugano's ears. Lugano opened his eyes, raised his right hand and wiped the moisture off his face. He immediately stood up, raised his hands and said: "Praise the earth, praise the mother of all things!" It's an almost instinctive reaction. At this moment, the sunlight from outside the window shines in, giving the prayer room a light golden hue, as if foreshadowing a good harvest in the future. Father Monserrate nodded with satisfaction: "Mother Earth has cleared the pollution from you. You can pay attention tonight to see if you can still hear the baby crying." "Okay, Father!" Lugano replied, relaxed both physically and mentally. The next morning, he got up happily. That whole night he did not have any dreams about his mother calling him, nor did he hear the crying of the so-called Son of God. This made Lugano extremely happy. After serving Ludwig breakfast, he went straight to the prayer room and told Father Monserrate the good news. Father Monserrate looked at him for a few seconds, then smiled and asked: "Are you interested in following Mother Earth?"

"Me?" Lugano hesitated and asked, "Are you willing to accept the conversion of a pagan?" Father Monserrate smiled and said: "In a mother's eyes, there are no pagans, only children who are willing to go home." Lugano's heart began to waver when he thought about how he had only followed the people around him to go to church to pray, listen to sermons, and attend masses since he was a child, but had not believed in God from the bottom of his heart, and that he had never received any substantial help from the church from beginning to end. Moreover, if he really became a believer of the "Mother Earth Goddess", he might be able to buy the subsequent potion formulas and extraordinary materials of the "Doctor" from the church or the three major orders... Even if this doesn't work, there must be corresponding mystical guidance... Lugano hesitated for a long time, constantly looking for reasons to convince himself. Father Monserrate did not rush him, but just looked at him with a smile, patiently waiting for his answer. Finally, Lugano raised his hands: "Praise the earth, praise the mother of all things!" In this way he answered Father Monserrate's preaching. Father Monserrate smiled visibly and opened his arms: "Welcome home." Such words made Lugano feel inexplicably warm, and he really felt like he had finally returned to his hometown and home after wandering and adventuring for many years. The fatigue was soothed and my feet stepped on the ground again. "Praise Mother Earth." Lugano folded his arms over his chest. Father Monserrate nodded and began the real sermon: "You believe in the source of life, the mother of all things, the earth that supports abundance, the symbol of the red moon and reproduction, as well as the destination and starting point of everything..." Lugano listened attentively and memorized carefully. Although he is not yet pious, this may be his future refuge, and he must always show his good side. ………… Back in the first-class suite, Lugano glanced at Lumian, who was studying the southern continent's Dutan language, and said a little nervously: "I, I have converted to the 'Mother Earth'." As a fellow Intis, will he despise me and dislike me? Lumian raised his head and laughed: "Then show your maternal love. Ludwig is waiting for you to take him to get some fresh fish." I don’t mind at all… Lugano muttered, not daring to let Ludwig go hungry, and started a busy day. Late at night, after taking care of Ludwig to sleep, Lugano thought about it and decided to go to the prayer room. If the door there was still open, he planned to say his prayers and then come back to bed. You always have to behave better at the beginning! Walking down the dimly lit stairs, over the creaking floorboards, Lugano approached the prayer room. His footsteps became lighter and lighter, for fear of disturbing others' prayers, or disturbing Father Monserrate from practicing the teachings of Mother Earth and reproducing life with the female believer. After An Jing arrived at the door, Lugano stretched out his right hand and tried to push the wooden door. The wooden door slowly opened backwards, silently revealing a small gap.

"The door is not closed... Is it really reproducing life?" Lugano quietly looked into the gap. He saw the crimson moonlight casting a veil over the prayer room, and saw Father Monserrate, dressed in a brown clerical robe, standing in front of the Holy Symbol of Life, with his arms bent and rocking gently as if he were holding a newborn child. But there was nothing between his arms. PS: Ask for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month~ (End of this chapter)