Since the last time Rekar was sent to the hospital by Lynch, he had suddenly grown up a lot. After a short period of reflection, he finally understood how to deal with his current life.
He had changed. He became gentle and refined. He spent a long time collecting a large number of movies about "gentlemen" and movies related to religion. He was learning.
To be honest, he did not want to go back to that damned place, Najalil. Even the TV shows could only be seen a few weeks later than the people here. There was no submarine cable from the Federation to Najalil, so there was no direct signal transmission method.
However, the Federation government said that these things were already in the works. They would lay a submarine cable to connect Najalil and the Federation, and soon they would be able to achieve low-latency signal transmission.
But for now, these were just wishful thinking, so videotapes became the way to transmit information. But even if he was the son of the high priest, it was still impossible to watch the latest episode every day. He still had to wait for a long time before he could watch it to his heart's content.
He used to think that it was very enjoyable, but now that he thought about it, it was definitely torture.
He also did not want to go to Ameria. Now, many newspapers were reporting about the confrontation between the rebels and the Gaffra. It was said that there were people dying every day, just like a war.
But this time, the Gaffra's enemies were not fully armed soldiers, but fully armed farmers. They were in big trouble!
Looking at the surrounding world, there was no place more suitable for people to live in than the Federation, so Rekar did not want to leave here.
He did not want to leave, so he had to actively integrate. He suspected that if he did something wrong again, Lynch might directly send him home. Change was imperative.
After this period of baptism, Rekar had undergone a huge change. His every move revealed a mature demeanor. Everyone smiled at him, and every girl praised his demeanor. They were also willing to open their legs for the money in his hands.
Look, everything was so simple. Not only did he disguise himself well, but he also began to think about his own future.
His father, the high priest, hoped that he could become a businessman. He thought so himself, but after this period of change, he no longer thought so.
He wanted to be a … preacher, just like his father. Everyone respected him.
In the Federation, those who worked in religious fields could not only gain great personal influence and wealth, but also great political influence.
This was the life he thought was perfect. Compared to the cold and shivering in the dark cave of Najaril, this was where he should be.
Therefore, he had already started preaching in order to realize his dream as soon as possible.
"…"
As the last syllable ended, Rika closed the Bible he had brought from Najalil.
It was a book given to him by his father, made of a kind of tough and coarse bark.
The local believers would use a very special mineral pigment to write the scriptures on the scriptures. As long as it was properly preserved, it could be preserved for a long time.
Originally, Rekar didn't care about this scripture, but he didn't expect that the turning point in his life was related to this scripture.
Ever since a friend accidentally found it, Rekar's preaching journey inexplicably went on the road of rapid development.
Sometimes, he felt that the people of the Federation were really stupid, and hopelessly stupid. Just because of a common bark book in Najalil, some people believed the contents of the book.
Their point of view was even irrefutable. Perhaps people had written these contents thousands of years ago. People of that era would not have thought of deceiving people of the future. Therefore, this book and its contents were real and matched the characteristics of an antique or an old object.
Today's scripture meeting was over. The old people and neighbors who came to listen to his preaching left after saying goodbye to him. Of course, when they left, they did not forget to take some of the gifts from "God" with them.
Some canned meat, some canned beans, and a small bag of wheat flour. These were the things they could get after listening to the scripture here. It was also the glory of God shining on them.
At this time, a girl in a school uniform did not leave. She stayed at the back of the group. When everyone else left the house, the girl had an indescribable expression on her face and whispered, "Agent of God, I feel guilty …"
She bit her lower lip and looked up at Rica. There seemed to be a terrifying demon hidden in her eyes!
Female demon!
Rekar swallowed a mouthful of saliva. A person's appearance could be changed, but some things were hard to change, such as his little hobby.
He had been desperately suppressing his desire. He silently recited the name of God in his heart, but it was no use.
He didn't know that in fact, the temptation that people faced in their lives was far greater than the temptation that God faced!
"I …" Rekar wanted to say something, but the girl in front of him suddenly slapped herself.
The slap was so heavy that her cheeks quickly turned red and swelled. Looking at the girl's pitiful appearance, Rekar's breathing became more rapid.
"I … understand. You need God's help …" He took a deep breath. "Come with me. The merciful God will forgive all your sins!"
He led the girl into a small room. The small room was hung with all kinds of strange torture devices. There were whips made of cowhide, whips made of rattan and soaked in salt water, and boards wrapped in cowhide. All kinds of things were hung on the front wall.
The door of the room slowly closed. Rekar's suppressed desire started to rise. He panted heavily and walked to the edge of the wall. He grabbed a whip and walked to the girl. His face was ferocious. "Kneel down and confess your sins!"
…
God was merciful after all. The girl confessed all the crimes she had committed without reservation, and God forgave her.
Not only did God forgive her, God even gave her some wealth as a reward.
Those who were willing to admit their mistakes and repent deserved to be rewarded!
Rekar, whose body felt like it had been hollowed out, cleaned up the room with a numb expression. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Actually, he wasn't so manic in the past. However, after being sent to the hospital by Lynch, the more he suppressed his desire, the more manic he became when his desire was released.
He met this girl before that incident. At the time, they were having a wild time. He scared the girl, so they didn't contact each other for a while.
Perhaps it was because he was generous, the girl thought of him again. Every once in a while, he would release his desire and the girl would get money.
However, he felt that something was wrong and it was very dangerous.
After cleaning up the room, he dragged his tired feet out of it. He was surprised to see a person sitting in the room, flipping through some of the materials he printed.
"Sorry, today's scripture meeting is over. If you're interested in these, you can come earlier next time …"
The person raised his head and shivered subconsciously. A strong urge to pee rushed to the top of his head!
It was Lynch!
Lynch had left a terrible shadow in his heart. Anyone who had their bones broken would be traumatized. Moreover, Rekar was the kind of person who lived like a prince.
Even if Najalil was a rural area far away from the center of civilization, Rekar's life wouldn't be too bad. He was even better off than the middle and lower class of the Federation. Therefore, Lynch's violent behavior made him feel a chill. It was a kind of fear that fate was unpredictable and life was fragile.
"Mr. Lynch …" He stood there obediently, not daring to move. At the same time, he began to sweat.
Lynch smiled and pointed at the materials in his hand. "Not bad. Did you do it yourself or did you get someone to do it for you?"
He pointed at the empty space in front of him. "Come here."
Rekar, who was like a gentleman in the eyes of others and gave people a sense of maturity and reliability, was now like a child who had made a mistake and was afraid that his father would find out.
He shuffled to stand in front of Lynch and lowered his head. "I did it myself …" He dared not look up.
Lynch casually threw the materials on the chair beside him. "See, isn't this good? At least you have something to do …"
He paused. "Have you contacted your father recently?"
Rekar was silent for a moment. He wanted to ask Lynch if he had contacted Najalil. Would Lynch not know?
In fact, Rekar had already discovered that whether it was the letters he sent to Najalil or the mail sent from Najalil, they would go through at least one check. Without a doubt, it must have been Lynch's men or someone else who had checked them.
At first, he wanted to tell his father the truth, but after he found out about these things, he no longer thought about it.
"… We contact each other once in a while."
He answered truthfully.
Lynch did not mind. "I'm going to Najalil in a while. Do you have anything you want me to bring back? Or do you want to go back with me?"
He did not know which sentence had shaken his sensitive nerves. He took a step back in a panic and looked up at Lynch with a fearful expression. "Mr. Lynch, are you … sending me back?"
He thought so subconsciously. Only after coming here did he realize that whether it was him or his father, they did not have any binding force on Lynch. They could not threaten Lynch.
On the contrary, after the Federation defeated Gefra, through some social comments, Rekar and his father sent away a stray dog, followed by a pack of hungry wolves. Lynch did not need to rely on him and his father. Instead, the father and son were vaguely restricted by Lynch.
At this time, when Lynch talked about sending him back, it was hard for him not to think that he had lost his value and was going to be thrown back. This made him shocked and frightened.
Fortunately, Lynch quickly dispelled his doubts. "Of course not. You have begun to integrate into this society. This is the best manifestation …" He patted the printed scriptures beside him. "But we all know that family should be one. You are here enjoying all the conveniences brought to you by the advanced society, but your family is still suffering in Najalil."
"Why don't you bring some of them over as well?"
"Letters can never replace companionship, Rekar!"