Chapter 1284: Chapter 4 Wall (Begging for end-of-month votes!)_3

“But, at that time, I truly had no choice, no one could help me, I prayed to the Lord, but received no response… So, in desperation, I could only target that lovely otter family, blood… blood splattered all over me, at that moment I felt possessed by the demon Satan…”

“Father, I seek forgiveness, ask the Lord to pardon my sins, I apologize to those few otters, I shouldn’t have done that… I shouldn’t have… shouldn’t have…”

Suddenly.

He covered his face, unable to continue speaking.

And the nearby onlookers, all were stunned, some covering their mouths in shock, others wiping the corners of their eyes mourning the lovely otter family, discussing:

“Poor child, poor otters…”

“Look, he’s not lying, his clothes are really made of otter skin… It’s heartbreaking, this child, doesn’t even have a piece of decent clothing.”

“Oh, my God, he doesn’t even have shoes on, look at his feet, so dark, it’s unimaginable how far he must have walked barefoot.”

“In such cold weather, wearing such thin clothes, he might freeze to death in the winter; alas, isn’t he just as pitiful as the otter family? To be devoured by the sinful winter.”

…

The priest closed his eyes.

Sighed deeply.

Placed his right hand on Lin Xian’s shoulder:

“Child, you did nothing wrong, the fault lies with us, we didn’t respond to your prayers in time, we… came too late.”

“Believe me, the Lord will forgive your sins, those otters who died by your hands will also receive the Lord’s blessings in heaven, forgive you for killing them.”

“Those who find their way back from being lost, can all receive the Lord’s redemption; do not be tormented by the shadows of the past, child… Later, we will provide you with a cotton coat for winter.”

“Come, let us together pray for those otters in heaven, together bless them.”

Lin Xian followed the priest’s guidance, prayed for the otters in his heart…

Otter Family, I wish you a good life in Mi Country.

Then he repeated the gestures of tapping his forehead, chest, and shoulders:

“Amen.”

At this moment, a gentleman in a suit came forward, saluted Lin Xian:

“Sir, if you don’t mind, please wear my leather shoes, I have another pair of shoes in the car. I just want to… make a small contribution.”

Beside, another wealthy woman in black veils approached, and wrapped a scarf around Lin Xian’s neck:

“Child, put on the scarf, don’t catch cold.”

…

Just like that.

Lin Xian also received a long cotton coat from the priest’s hand.

Although the style was very outdated, and the fabric quite rough, it was thick enough, warm enough, and once put on, immediately started to feel warm.

“Nice.”

Outside the chapel, Lin Xian wrapped in the cotton coat, stood beside CC:

“Look, I’ve got shoes, clothes, and also a scarf, soon there will be free corn chowder and bread, Jesus is the greatest.”

“The greatest?”

CC tilted her head:

“What does this mean? What word is abbreviated?”

“Uh…”

Lin Xian thought for several seconds, not knowing how to explain appropriately:

“It simply means praise, usually used for top-level admiration and gratitude.”

“Oh.”

CC, although not quite understanding, noted down this piece of information.

Lin Xian turned to look at the church window glass, inspecting his new outfit–[Church Outfit].

Congratulations.

Only five hours after coming into the dream, his gear had upgraded from the lowest level “Otter Suit” to at least perfectly warm “Church Outfit.”

Really don’t know.

Whether there will be opportunities for further gear upgrades.

This era… what high-level outfits await him?

After the service ended.

Those well-dressed, elegantly dressed believers directly left, and the ragged homeless and dock workers started lining up for free lunch.

Each person received a bowl of corn chowder, a thick large piece of bread.

In the instant he got this piece of bread, Lin Xian realized it was unusual:

“Heavy.”

It was much heavier than he expected, more like a dough ball than bread.

And quite hard.

Lin Xian and CC crouched on the dock’s wooden box eating bread, CC as said previously, tore half of her bread and handed it to Lin Xian.

Lin Xian hurriedly waved his hand:

“No need, no need, the bread itself isn’t big, you better eat for yourself, I just need a little fill.”

“Don’t be stubborn.”

CC said, and directly pressed half of the bread into Lin Xian’s corn chowder:

“You are so big, how can this little be enough… eat, don’t talk nonsense.”

Lin Xian looked at the slender, obviously malnourished CC.

Then lowered his head.

Looked at half of the hard bread soaking in corn chowder, bubbling up.

“Thank you.”

He quietly said.

Bowed his head eating.

Not knowing if it was an illusion.

CC’s half bread felt softer than the piece in his hand…

…

Finished eating.

Returned the bowl to the church.

The two continued sitting on the old dock’s old wooden box, idly looking out to the skyscrapers across the river in Manhattan.

This was a very cyberpunk experience.

Around and in front, were the dilapidated dirty, run-down buildings, everywhere was filthy, damp, and stinky.

But just a glance upward, the skyline of distant Manhattan was clear.

Manhattan.

Most prosperous urban area in Mi Country’s most prosperous city, possessing the richest economy, most luxurious living, and most high skyscrapers.

The tallest skyscraper, being the iconic building of New York, Empire State Building.