Chapter 1247: Chapter 929, I Want to Stay on Gold and Silver Island

On the panel, the value of faith increased from 21 to 27.

Though the growth wasn’t much, it was enough to prove that this entire process was functioning as intended. As long as it continues, faith can be gradually increased.

It’s merely a matter of speed.

Perhaps I could consider increasing the number of churches and implementing this method in multiple locations simultaneously.

Reaching the target of 50,000 doesn’t seem too difficult.

After closing the panel, he opened the door and stepped out.

Mini was waiting at the door, greeting him with a smile, “Master.”

“Which priest has arrived?” Wu Heng asked.

Mini replied, “Priest Aifulin.”

“Let’s go down and take a look.” Wu Heng brought her downstairs.

Descending the stairs, they could already hear voices from the living room, “Individual prayer rooms are seldom used; most gather in the hall for group prayers and to recite doctrines…”

Shanaela leaned against the sofa, “Let’s continue with this model for now. If there’s anything you need, you can directly address it when Lord Island Master arrives.”

“Understood!” Aifulin nodded.

At that moment, Shanaela looked up and saw Wu Heng and Mini approaching. She first offered a smile before rising to bow, “Lord Island Master.”

Aifulin also turned around, gave a glance, and bowed, “Greetings, Lord Island Master.”

“Please, have a seat!” Wu Heng gestured, sitting opposite them. The two sat down as well. “Aifulin, do you have concerns?”

Aifulin raised her head and looked at Wu Heng earnestly, “Currently, the church frequently has visitors, and both Selia and I find it somewhat overwhelming. Would it be possible to recruit additional priests or nuns?”

Shanaela added, “Aifulin mentioned this to me earlier, but with the island preparing for the auction at the time, it was postponed until now. With just the two of them at the church, it’s indeed quite challenging.”

The church does have some assistance from associations and city hall personnel, but preaching still primarily relies on the two of them.

With people constantly entering the church throughout the day, the two of them are indeed stretched thin.

Wu Heng nodded his head while quickly contemplating, then responded, “Priests and nuns can be recruited; I’ll discuss this with Shanaela shortly and give you a response afterward.”

“Understood, Master. That’s the main issue. The church is still quite busy, so I’ll head back for now.” Aifulin stood up and bowed.

“Alright, thank you for your hard work.”

“It’s what we ought to do.”

Wu Heng walked her to the door. Upon returning, Shanaela leaned lazily against the sofa. Once he sat down, she casually draped her legs over his knees, “What arrangements do you have in mind?”

Wu Heng gently stroked her smooth legs and countered with a question, “How’s the Wood Elves’ church coming along?”

“The site for the church has been determined, and the decoration plans have already been sent. Once renovations are complete, priests can be assigned there for preaching,” Shanaela replied.

While stroking her legs, Wu Heng pondered, “This time, we’ll recruit more priests and nuns. Besides the Wood Elves’ area, churches should also be established in Netalee City and Lundham City.”

Until now, no concrete actions had been taken as we were still experimenting with the feasibility of this approach.

With faith increasing, it’s only natural to implement it broadly.

“Netalee City…” Shanaela mused for a moment and said, “We’ve purchased a lot of property in the city, so space isn’t an issue. We could choose a prime location to construct the church. The only concern is that the city already has a church affiliated with The Holy Court.”

“No problem. We’ve already reported this to headquarters, and a local church is perfectly acceptable,” Wu Heng replied confidently.

“Then I’ll contact the Fifth Princess and relay this plan to her. Later, we can establish the church in the city,” Shanaela continued, “How many people are you planning to recruit?”

“Start with five priests. As for nuns, recruit more – around twenty,” Wu Heng suggested.

“Still recruiting from the Wood Elves?”

“For priests, recruit reliable individuals. For nuns, we can broaden the scope and consider suitable residents from the island,” Wu Heng thought aloud.

“Got it. I’ll go find the candidates shortly.”

Wu Heng smiled, scooping her up so she was resting diagonally on his lap. “Having you is truly a blessing!”

“Hmmph, glad you know it,” Shanaela said haughtily.

After discussing for a while, Shanaela went off to coordinate the recruitment of priests and nuns. Wu Heng also went upstairs and entered the radio station room.

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Radio station room.

Wu Heng glanced at the various radios one by one.

Since the advent of cell phones, this room’s main function has become contacting Slyther in Black Stone Town and the Fifth Princess in Netalee City.

Slyther and the Fifth Princess are also considering sending mobile phones over to the two for more convenient communication.

The satellite’s capacity is incredibly high; accommodating my current usage – even with tens of thousands more users – wouldn’t be a problem.

Sitting by the window, he pulled out his phone and made a video call to Wen Mansha.

After ringing for a few moments, the call was answered.

However, the projection on the screen revealed a view of the ceiling. Wen Mansha’s voice came through, “The master’s calling! Hold the baby for a moment.”

Following that, a familiar female voice responded, “You’re already the City Lord; why do you still use such terms? Even addressing him as ‘Master’ sounds better.”

“You wouldn’t understand.”

The phone was adjusted upright, and Wen Mansha’s fiery red hair appeared on the screen. Upon seeing Wu Heng on the screen, she greeted him softly, “Master.”

Wu Heng asked, “Who’s with you right now?”

“Natalia! She’s at the Island Lord’s Mansion keeping me company,” Wen Mansha explained.

Natalia, the Princess, resides in Lundham City, where she plays the role of the Second Prince.

Shortly afterward, Wen Mansha gestured toward someone beside her. Natalia leaned over, cradling a child in her arms, and looked at the screen with a somewhat puzzled expression before softly saying, “My lord!”