Chapter 3

One of them was a dying old man covered in blood, and the other was a naked, fresh young man .

3Roland had read plenty of books on religion, of course, mostly non-serious ones . He heard that some reverends liked boys best . Roland’s character was only seventeen years old . Was he a little boy in the old man’s eyes?

11Thinking about that, he felt a toothache and became wary . He jumped backward . With the ritual table in between as an obstacle, he was more relaxed .

Perhaps because the negative effect of resurrection had passed, Roland felt a lot more comfortable . He covered his genitals with one hand and gazed at the reverend .

3He wouldn’t have been scared of such an old man in reality because he could easily beat the old man up if he asked for trouble . However, he was in a highly simulative game, and the old man was a reverend of the Church of Life .

1Different from the fat reverends who were obsessed with boys in reality, the reverends in this game were capable of real spells .

14Seeing the young man’s wariness, Falken smiled at him . Maybe because he looked trustworthy, the young man seemed more or less relaxed . Taking advantage of the opportunity, Falken raised his hand and pointed at the young man’s forehead .

3Roland did not expect that the stranger would cast a spell without any warning . A green ball of light dashed at him, but it was not too fast . Roland hurried to dodge, but the light ball followed him and hit his head after a turn, before it transformed like jelly and leaked through his skull into his brain .

1Roland thought that the reverend was trying to kill him . After all, it was not unusual for a player to be killed by an NPC . He expected more head-exploding agony, but to his surprise, he felt nothing except a twinge in his head .

“Young man, you should be able to understand me now . ”

1It was not any language that Roland was aware of, but he could understand what the reverend was saying now .

Roland was briefly stunned, but he soon realized what was going on . Holding his forehead, he gasped and said, “Language Proficiency? Mister, please wait a moment and let me put on my clothes first . ”

Roland was certainly not a fan of nudity . He soon found the option, Pick Up Your Body, on the menu and clicked Confirm .

5Roland’s headless body turned into countless white cubes in a few seconds, which were stretched into a beautiful ribbon and flew back into Roland . The scattered brains and blood turned into flecks of light and also flew back to him .

2It was a beautiful view . Not just that, the temple was back to normal, and the stains on Falken’s clothes were entirely gone .

1The place changed from a gruesome slaughterhouse back into the peaceful chapel .

Roland’s consciousness received the system’s reminder: You’ve retrieved your body and recovered 50% of the experience that you lost after you died . The amount of recovered experience is zero .

13Because Roland’s head exploded soon after he was “born,” he hadn’t gained any experience yet . Naturally, none of it could be recovered .

1When the glistening cubes all returned to Roland, new clothes were added to him . They were exactly the clothes he wore at the beginning .

Roland was much more poised with clothes on him . He nodded and said, “Mister, thank you for your trouble . How long can this Language Proficiency last?”

“Around three hours,” said Falken weakly and hoarsely, like every old man . He was rather confident that the stranger was a Golden Son, according to the oracle . “When I was young, it could last more than five hours . ”

3Most old men cherished their feats when they were young . This old man, though a reverend and an NPC, was no exception . Roland secretly chuckled but said normally, “I am Roland . What’s your name, senior?”

“Falken!”

After offering his name, Falken eyed the young man up and down . Judging from his action and behavior, he did not seem to be a man of manners . Yet, he had an odd air around him that made Falken feel that it was just the way he talked and he did not mean to be rude .

2Falken was a reverend, a senior, and a former mercenary . For regular people, he was a high and mighty savior of the world . But essentially speaking, Falken was only a human being who was slightly above average, and who had lost his source of intelligence after he settled down here .

On many occasions, intelligence was not just intelligence, but also knowledge .

3Having lost the sources of intelligence and knowledge in this small town, Falken knew very well that he barely made any progress in the past decades . If anything, he even retrograded .

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However, he did not regret it . Glorifying the goddess in this town was what he was most proud of in his life .

The Golden Son before him seemed approachable, but there was no telling what was on his mind . Logically, since he was revived on the ritual table for the goddess, he must be rather intimate with the goddess .

2“Mr . Roland, you must be a Golden Son, no?” ventured Falken prudently . He couldn’t be more careful until he figured out the personality of this young man . “A few days ago, the goddess left an oracle which stated that you would arrive from the outer dimensions and live with us . ”

2Is that the role of the players in this game? Roland found it curious . In most games, players were set as saviors or powerful, special persons . It was the first time that he had been treated as a foreigner .

However, it did make sense on second thought . There couldn’t be five hundred thousand saviors, could there?

Roland nodded . “I’m probably a Golden Son that you mentioned, and I’m indeed from an outer dimension… Mister, can I ask you a question?”

Falken smiled . “By all means . ”

“Where am I?” Roland looked around as he spoke . “I know that this is a temple of the Life Goddess . What I would like to know is my current location . ”

1Falken turned around and opened the door . The morning sunlight flowed into the temple like an orange brook, bright and warm .

3Basking in the sunlight as if there was a halo around him, the reverend smiled at Roland .

“Welcome to Red Mountain Town!”

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