Chapter 1794: Chapter 1794

1794: Chapter 1790 Devotees 1794: Chapter 1790 Devotees Majira never expected that after enduring torment in Hell just yesterday, he would somehow be able to return to daily life.

Of course, I know it’s a place to learn knowledge.

I was once a good student.

I just never thought that I’d sit in a spacious classroom to read again, especially when the world is already…

“I want to drop out.”

But less than three days later, the excitement in his spirit had just faded away.

After repeated deliberation and in the outsider teacher’s resigned sighs, Majira decided to leave.

“I can’t learn anything useful here, whether it’s cultural history or industrial knowledge.

I can’t find anything applicable…”

Don’t talk to him about the future; he didn’t think he’d live to see three years down the road, let alone the reconstruction of this region.

Even if there’s a new island or a new country, what does that have to do with him?

The ones who truly hurt him were his own nation and his own clan.

Mortals fed up with chaos and suffering only yearned for the power to protect themselves.

Study diligently, get a clerical job in a civilized society?

In this region and era, spending years or even decades in a Safe Zone, enjoying others’ support, was far too extravagant and unrealistic.

“I still have my mother and sister…”

His mother was plagued by illness, and his sister had long suffered from malnutrition—they were both waiting for him to provide for them.

Even though the outsider kindly exempted his tuition fees… could they really stay forever?

Even charity has its financial limits.

Once they left, his family would sink further into Hell.

“…If possible, I hope to join you, to become strong like you…”

Majira had seen these young people in red-and-white uniforms, only slightly older than himself.

Don’t even mention ignoring bullets—those armed jeeps and modified armor seemed like mere toys in their hands.

“We don’t recruit people…”

In Lu Ping’an’s plans, employing some local workers for the Safe Zone wasn’t an issue, but recruiting core personnel here was never part of the plan.

Considering many historical reasons, random recruitment could easily turn into a liability or a ticking bomb.

Since he could recruit talent from the Eastern Country, especially from the Ancient City, there was truly no need to hire locals here… In the Exotic Realm, at least there were racial advantages.

Here, there were only unstable factors.

Every person’s life is their own currency.

They can choose where to spend this currency—for themselves or for others—it’s entirely their own choice, and that makes it a sacred expression of self-will…”

The teenager suddenly spoke words that stunned the members of the Life Protection Battle Group.

This originated from the Holy Scripture, yet it held a different interpretation.

If it were just this line, the two members wouldn’t think much of it; parts of the Holy Scripture had already been made public and could be accessed anytime.

“…Life Preservation.”

This teenager, with radiant light glowing from his hands, seemed extraordinarily captivating.

[Life Preservation (Black Body Lower Divine Grace): Sacrifice one’s own life to allow another life to continue…]

This Abnormal Ability was considered an extremely rare “altruistic” ability, yet it was highly practical.

It could stop a wounded person’s injuries from worsening, save someone gravely injured from death, and even significantly help in treating illnesses and malnutrition.

This ability exemplified the essence of the Life Protection Battle Group, but Lu Ping’an had no complete control over it… The Courtyard, as a “Deity,” would only grant Divine Grace to the ones closest to divinity.

In other words, this child had not only quickly understood the Holy Scripture in a short time but had also used Life Points to transform himself into a Devotee of this Path, ultimately resonating with the Deity’s will and receiving Divine Grace.

Though the member spoke hesitantly, he didn’t actually believe rejection was likely.

In a sense, the child had already become a new member of the Church.

The reality was that most Church members couldn’t excel rapidly on a single Path while also being devout enough to receive Divine Grace.

Even the “Deity” himself was somewhat surprised upon hearing this news.

The Courtyard had already taken on the responsibilities of a Deity, autonomously enforcing new rules.

Seeing new believers was unsurprising, but encountering believers who could obtain unconventional Divine Grace—even fanatics—was undeniably strange.

If it had been someone within the team, Lu Ping’an might have understood.

But this was an outsider.

“I always thought my teachings were convoluted, conflicted, ridiculously obscure, and hard to spread and understand…”

The Deity himself uttered what sounded like a shocking remark that left his believers looking at each other, unsure how to respond.

“You know you’re quite awkward, don’t you?”

The Big Cat said what others wouldn’t dare to.

Lu Ping’an’s “teachings” weren’t easy to disseminate.

They had no direct promotion of human kindness and even deliberately stripped away subjective human nature… Ignoring classic debates about whether humanity is inherently good or evil, his teachings didn’t bother addressing such capacities.

Compared to conventional religions that encouraged morality, it resembled a cold “Life Economics” theory.

“I just feel that things like good, evil, and morality—the Church can’t constrain them.

Those are personal decisions.

Forcing them into the Holy Scripture to preach goodness is clumsy and insincere.

Instead, why not talk about ‘interests’?

If you preserve others’ right to life, they’ll preserve yours.

The increase in the total amount of life will benefit everyone…”

Lu Ping’an recognized his own awkwardness, yet the teachings and Holy Scripture of the Deity weren’t merely his thoughts—they were his very existence.

They couldn’t be distorted or false.

It wasn’t that Lu Ping’an didn’t understand human nature; on the contrary, he understood it too well.

He believed in human goodness but also acknowledged human evil.

The more he understood it, the less he trusted human nature to face tests or remain unrestrained.

Thus, he chose not to discuss the pure morality of human nature or promote goodness blindly.

Instead, he talked about interests—about the mutual benefits of transactions, the stable rewards more trading partners could bring, the collective progress of the evolution of countless individuals, and the subsequent benefits that would feed back to each individual.

“Ten Thousand Spirits” was Lu Ping’an’s essence; how it was interpreted depended entirely on him.

He was building a system where goodness would be rewarded, encouraging people to practice goodness.

For now, Lu Ping’an could only define and confront it.

In his ideal environment, evil would yield nothing, or even backfire, naturally suppressing itself on a large scale… Lu Ping’an’s ideas were simultaneously naive and mature, so paradoxical they bordered on twisted—no wonder he himself described them as awkward.

“A Deity” is one who rewrites the world into their ideal version of greatness.

In this regard, Lu Ping’an seemingly had no choice but to take the plunge.

He didn’t trust humans’ proactive decisions because much of goodness and evil is truly shaped by circumstance.

If goodness were to flourish, the prerequisite would ironically be providing fertile soil and the right environment for its growth.

And Majira was the one who saw the “great love” hidden beneath that cold doctrine.

Provide him with standard team equipment and let him join our missions.

Oh, and isn’t there a warlord provoking us?

Go hang them from the streetlights.”