Chapter 1220: Chapter 914, Is The Solution You Can Think Of

Originally, it was only thought that faith gathering was slow; now a new problem has appeared.

Besides the first two lively days with more people attending, there have been hardly any visitors in recent days.

The island residents treat it like an exhibit, just passing by to watch the commotion.

Actually, Philippa is right. Gold and Silver Island is a pirate island, and it’s hard for The Holy Court to spread faith here, let alone establish a new sect.

For residents accustomed to pirate culture, listening to a priest preach is less appealing than drinking and hearing stories from a bard.

Wu Heng looked at Philippa and asked, “Any suggestions to make people willing to go to the church?”

Philippa cracked open the crab shell, ate the meat inside, and said, “It’s hard. They dislike it. I don’t even understand the things your priest says, let alone them.”

“Maybe something they’re interested in?” Mini suggested.

Philippa replied, “Unless you let your two priests go naked, but even that’s only novel for a few days, and they’d still stop going.”

The dining table fell into silence.

Mini, Robey, and others widened their eyes.

Philippa was daring enough to suggest having the church’s priests go naked.

Shanaela rolled her eyes at Wu Heng, as if saying, why ask her?

She said, “There’s no rush. The Holy Court developed over a thousand years to reach its current scale. You don’t need to be anxious.”

Philippa muttered, “Wu Heng won’t live that long anyway.”

“Eats her meal.” Mini stuffed the remaining half of the crab into her mouth.

Philippa grumbled discontentedly, “You ask me, yet now won’t let me speak… .”

After dinner, the family chatted in the living room for a while.

The maids paired up to go to the courtyard for pre-sleep training.

The original training ground was fenced off, and the Array Pattern Masters from headquarters were engraving array patterns inside.

The maids, who were curious about the high-cost training ground, looked forward to seeing the final results.

Wu Heng becoming a hero gave them hope that reaching Level 18 and replicating his fame might also turn them into heroes.

…

In the study.

Wu Heng sat in the chair, holding the “Holy Inspiration Classic” in a daze.

Gaining faith is much harder than gaining fame. He even wondered from whom he got his 21 points of faith.

What he needed to solve now wasn’t spreading teachings but rather how to make the residents willing to visit the church to hear the priest preach.

Once they are willing to go, some faith will naturally convert over time.

When he raised his head to discuss with Glenda,

he saw the Three Ghosts huddled together, smiling as they watched cartoons on a tablet.

The topic in his mouth stayed unspoken.

He sat down at the desk, took out pen and paper, and jotted down the ideas he thought of, methods that could be quickly implemented.

He planned to try them out the next day.

When he looked up again, he noticed that the sky had already darkened.

Wu Heng drank the tea in his cup and stood up, saying, “You keep playing; I’m going to rest.”

“Good night, uncle!” Xiao Xiao said sweetly.

The other two ghosts also waved their hands.

Wu Heng smiled and walked out the door.

…

The next day.

Lighthouse Street, residential area.

“Have you heard? Just sit in the church for an hour, and you can take five eggs home.”

“How long is an hour?”

“Just wait for the long hand on that big clock at the church to make a full circle, then you can leave. It’s pretty quick.”

“Is it free? Is the church giving out stuff?”

“Why care? Take them home for my man’s lunch. If they give them out every day, I’ll come every day.”

The street was suddenly abuzz that morning.

Women and elderly people who didn’t need to wake up early for work or were home with kids were talking about the church’s egg giveaway and heading to the church together.

The news spread quickly, and soon there was a long line at the church entrance.

Waiting to verify if the news was true,

…

Inside the church.

Aifulin glanced outside, feeling that enough people had gathered. Anymore, and the church really couldn’t accommodate everyone.

So she opened the door, allowing people inside.

At the entrance, eggs were being distributed by the Guard Team and Skeleton.

When people in line received the eggs, their faces were filled with joy.

“They really gave them; Lord Island Master is generous indeed.”

“If they keep giving them, I’ll come every day.”

“How many eggs do they hand out in one day?”

Lord Island Master is really nice!

They truly handed out eggs, and as soon as you arrive, you get them.

I heard that outside churches and religions ask people to donate things to show piety.

The Lord Island Master established the church to give out stuff to us.

Tomorrow, I’ll make my man come and sit for a while too; it won’t hurt to skip some seafaring time anyway.

Even after receiving the eggs, people were reluctant to leave immediately.

Moreover, associates and the Guard Team were present to maintain order.

Everyone then sat on the chairs below, waiting for what would happen next.

And once the thin hand on the wall completed a round, they could leave, not delaying their daytime activities.

After the eggs were distributed, Aifulin walked gracefully to the front,

standing under the tall and dignified hero statue, she began to read aloud the contents of the “Holy Inspiration Classic.”

…

The Island Lord’s Mansion.

“Uncle, it’s full.” Xiao Xiao flew back and continued, “Some people didn’t even have seats, so they added more chairs.”

Bella added, “You know these residents; giving out eggs was indeed a good idea.”

Xiao Xiao said, “I knew about this; the grannies in my old neighborhood always lined up for eggs, just like here.”

Indeed, giving out something is more effective than just verbal promotion.

Wu Heng smiled and said, “It’s good if it works. If the church remains empty, we’ll have to consider shutting it down.”

Glenda asked, “Did you feel any increase in faith?”

“How could it possibly be that quick? It might take a few days to have any effect,” Wu Heng responded.

His plan was simple: get people to go first; after spending some time there, the effectiveness would gradually show.

If it still doesn’t work then, he’d reconsider the approach modeled after The Holy Court.

Try as much as possible to find more ways.

“Give out eggs several times, it’s not like the island lacks that bit of money,” Glenda said.

“Too frequently, and we won’t be able to supply enough eggs. Plus, when the residents can’t finish eating them, we’ll have to consider giving out other things,” Wu Heng argued. “I plan for once each in the morning and evening, and use the remaining time to accommodate those scattered believers.”

Glenda nodded, “That works too; let’s first see what the effect is!”

Chatting with the ghosts for a while, Wu Heng said, “I’m heading to Lilith’s place. Xiao Xiao, do you want to come?”

“Not today. We planned to watch a movie,” Xiao Xiao replied.

“Alright then,” Wu Heng agreed, activating the “Teleportation Technique” and leaving.

…

City Hall.

In the meeting room, Andre Willow sat at the head seat, with the assistant-role, the floppy-eared rabbit ‘Annette,’ standing behind her.

Facing her were the owners of several shops on Lighthouse Street.

Once everyone had arrived, Andre Willow patted the book beside her, saying, “From tonight on, your stores can use the lighting equipment as usual.

These are your safety manuals; these tools could be risky, so make sure you read them thoroughly at home to avoid any life-threatening situations.”

Upon hearing about the life risk, everyone’s eyes narrowed.

It seemed like the tools were not just ordinary equipment but more like Special Items with significant side effects.

Yet, street lights had been used for quite some time without any reported dangers.

The group nodded to show understanding, as Annette distributed the safety manuals to each person.

Andre Willow continued, “The Lord Island Master has also said that now that the church is open, for each person you take to listen to the priest three times, your store’s electricity bill will be waived for three days.”

Everyone raised an eyebrow.

This was essentially asking them to bring people to the church.

While others were still pondering, one suddenly stood up and said, “Miss Andre Willow, our Golden Sail Tavern has always supported and endorsed the Lord Island Master and will take people to the church daily to listen to teachings.”

Andre Willow smiled, “I’ll remember your shop. Manage it well, and come to me if you face any difficulties.”

“Thank you, Miss Andre Willow,” the middle-aged man expressed his gratitude and sat down.

The others quickly followed suit, cursing their slow reactions.

“Miss Andre Willow, I’ll also bring people to the church… .”

“We too… .”

Gradually, everyone stood up, echoing similar sentiments.

…

Lilith’s Mansion.

Wu Heng teleported over, sat in the living room for a while, and then saw Lilith in a nightgown, slowly coming down from upstairs.

Her bare, white feet lightly tapped the steps, gleaming and snowy white.

Noticing Wu Heng’s gaze, Lilith quickened her pace, sat on the sofa downstairs, and covered her feet with her gown’s hem.

However, a few pale, delicate toes remained visible.

Lilith spoke first, “The church was quite lively today, huh.”

Wu Heng sighed and said, “I distributed eggs at the church’s entrance; anyone who came got five eggs and could leave. The effect was not bad.”

Lilith’s mouth curled into a smile, “That sounds like a solution you’d come up with.”