Infrastructure starts from the game

Chapter 152 Star Sea

"Appeared!"

"The power of faith!"

The moment Maya took the stage, the mage in the background also cheered.

However, what they were facing was not Maya on the stage, but a magic instrument made by the great magician Cecilia. This instrument could detect the value of belief and thus lock the location of divine power.

——In desperation, the great magician once considered resurrecting the gods to save the world, but he finally gave up on this failed idea due to various reasons.

But the magic instrument itself is innocent.

After checking the records of the other party's various attempts, Angel moved out this instrument, made some modifications and connected it to the magic screen, so that it can intuitively reflect the existence of the power of faith.

Like now.

Maya's performance is being broadcast live on the magic screen.

But different from watching directly with the naked eye, from the moment Maya stepped on the stage, a golden ring like a halo appeared above her head, and countless gold threads fell from the halo like tulle, spread out, and The crowd below joins together.

When people get more excited, the aperture gets brighter.

This is the manifestation of the power of faith.

"As expected of Master Cecilia, everything is in your calculation!" A mage praised.

That's right, Angel was also there.

But he came to the opening ceremony, is there any conflict with his reluctance to appear on stage?

of course not.

If it wasn't necessary to instruct the mages how to use these devices, Angor didn't even want to show up in front of these people.

He has no interest in the rainbow farts of this group of people.

"It's not a calculation, it's just a coincidence." Angel said coldly, "It's a good gimmick, it can make people accept this 'setting' as soon as possible, and pray to Cecilia."

"I see." The mages responded.

They don't believe that Master Cecilia made that movie by accident!How could a great legendary magician return to this world to make a movie for entertainment.

There must be a deeper purpose to this.

Like now, isn't it used to find the kingdom of heaven?

Someone took advantage of the situation and said, "Since so many people have placed their faith in this child, is she the best candidate for the 'priest' of the Charming Girl? With a little guidance, the sect should form faster."

"What do I want this sect to do?" Angel frowned disgustedly, "Besides, belief is not that simple. First of all, what these people really believe in is not Cecilia himself, but the projection of the child. It’s just feelings, like this kind of group formed based on personal preferences (desires), if idols can’t guide their followers correctly and let their feelings be vented positively, those believers will use their selfish desires instead Take control of an idol, make her your own puppet, and the rest is the worst kind of stuff."

"In fact, not to mention the little girl, many gods in the first era have degenerated into evil gods because of this."

"Hug, I'm sorry..." the mage said.

Another mage frowned upon hearing this: "However, if there is no priest, it will be even more difficult to 'contact' the charming girl!"

Even if there is no denomination, if one wants to use faith as a link to find the heavenly kingdom of the Charming Girl, not only must the number of believers be large enough, priests are also necessary.

After all, gods and humans are different existences, and beliefs are almost similar to the existence of connectors.

The more loyal, the better the signal.

Therefore, the gods of the first era will choose one of the most loyal fanatics as a contactor, let him convey the wishes of the general believers to him, and choose the appropriate line of sight wishes to strengthen their beliefs.

And the more general believers, the louder the volume of fanatic priests, and the clearer the gods can hear.

Many mages believed that Maya was the priest chosen by Angel.

"Aren't you going to do that?"

"No need! I don't know what's going on in Cecilia's heavenly kingdom. It's too dangerous to arrange priests hastily," Angel said, "If I'm going to use priests as a mouthpiece, why would I ask you to come here?"

"what do you mean?"

Angel knocked on the magic instrument in front of him: "Can you see the power of faith now?"

"When the beliefs are strong enough, even if there are no priests, these beliefs will point in a certain direction when they come together."

"What I want you to do is to stare at the screen for me, check frame by frame, and report to me immediately if you find what the power of faith refers to!"

"Although this method is a bit stupid, it is the safest method."

"do you understand?"

The mages replied: "Yes."

Such a troublesome approach, but no one expressed objection.

Sure enough, the name of the great magician Cecilia is still useful!

Angel thought so.

He stayed in place for a while, making sure that the mages understood what he meant and knew how to carry it out before leaving with satisfaction.

Angel didn't know it, and he left, and the mages immediately started discussing it.

The mage who proposed to make Maya a priest complained a bit: "Isn't the great magician Cecilia too gentle? In fact, appointing a priest may not really cause trouble, but he is not even willing to take such a risk. How can he find the kingdom of heaven like this?" ?”

The tone of another mage was a bit sarcastic: "It is because he is so gentle that he has guarded this world for so long, right?"

Hearing such a conversation, some of the other mages present showed subtle expressions: "...You guys, haven't you been in contact with Sir An... Cecilia before?"

Those two shook their heads: "Unfortunately, I never had this opportunity!"

"Didn't you know before? This time, I heard that I can work with Master Cecilia."

"I'll just say it!" the sorcerer supported his forehead and said.

He approached the two newcomers and lowered his voice: "I don't know what misunderstanding you have about Sir Cecilia, but remember, he is Angel Cecilia! Before 'Cecilia', he It's Angel!"

"Does it make any difference?"

"It's a big difference! Angel's guy is a complete black robe! In order to study the black robe at all costs! He even tried to use mages as magic power bases before - later he thought that moving creatures could be used as magic power The base station was too troublesome to control, so it was changed to a plant—do you think such a guy would refuse to use ordinary people as priests because he was worried about his life?"

"That's right!"

The words of this person resonated with other mages who knew a little about Angel: "When I heard that Angel was Cecilia, I was thinking, why did that guy guard the earth for 1 years! But think about it carefully. Think, maybe he is not guarding anything at all, he just thinks it is fun to slaughter demons!"

"That's right, without other obsessions, would a normal person really keep it for 1 years?" Others also questioned.

The great magician Cecilia was killed immediately.

Amid so many people's objections, the two newcomers panicked: "Then, why did he use the convenient method and ask us to look at the instrument?!"

"Angel's purpose, is there anything other than experiments," a mage seemed to understand, "Although I don't understand, he obviously wants to open a road to the kingdom of God this time, so ordinary discoveries will make a difference." Contain it!"

"I think so too. If the target can be found without a priest, doesn't that mean that as long as he masters the method, he can enter the kingdom of heaven at will in the future?"

"Miss Charm is too pitiful." People sighed.

The newcomers were panicked when they heard this: "Since you know this, why do you still choose to follow him?"

The qualification to work for Lord Cecilia is still hard to win.

It feels like everyone in the Mage Tower has signed up, and these two were selected with great effort.

The faces of the others turned livid: "I... didn't object when the higher-ups decided to deprive him of his research funding."

"Not only did I not object, but I also agreed."

"I went to the celebration after he left."

"It is said that part of my research funding originally belonged to Angel."

The atmosphere became gloomy, and these mages were full of panic:

"Will you be punished?"

"Absolutely will be retaliated!"

"I don't know if you will be forgiven if you obey me first?"

"Why is he the great magician of Cecilia!"

The newcomers looked at this group of people dumbfounded, but a few pulled them aside:

"Don't pay attention to these guys, Mr. Angel will not attack anyone who has not offended him."

"Master Angel is very strict, but if he honestly does what he says, the level of magic will improve very quickly in the end! It seems that before he led the group of guardian mages, the overall strength has improved a bit, from In this regard, he is indeed the great magician of Cecilia."

"If it wasn't for the ban from above, I even wanted to follow him out of the Mage Tower!"

"Those idiots at the top! Now all the benefits are taken away by ordinary people."

The two newcomers looked at each other.

Both the candy and the whip were in sight, and any fool would know which to choose, if he wasn't too stupid.

"...Honestly, do what Mr. Se... Angel said, shall we?"

"Too."

Angel didn't know that the reputation of his true self had the tendency to suppress the great magician of Cecilia.

But it was the first time Angel felt regretful about the 'plan' in front of him.

Very sorry.

"Ugh-"

"Mr. Angel, if it's too uncomfortable, it would be more comfortable to spit it out?" Yinye said worriedly.

He sat next to Angel and patted the other's back: "Don't hold back... Ah, do you want some water?"

Silver Leaf raised her head and saw Jack walking over with a bottle of water and handing it to Angel.

Angel still covered his mouth with a livid face.

Yinye wanted to take away the bottle of water from the black sheep instead of Angel, but he failed to pull it twice, and finally waited for the black sheep to take a look, and then Jack let go of his hand slowly.

However, the black sheep still stood in front of Angel, staring at the black robe expressionlessly, as if facing a wall.

Yinye ignored him, just opened the lid of the water bottle, poured water into the lid, and handed it carefully to Angel: "Mr. Angel, open your mouth."

"I... I will do it myself..." Angel said with difficulty.

Angel took the water tremblingly with his white fingertips, and after taking a sip, he finally suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit.

Seeing this, Silver Leaf heaved a sigh of relief.

He smiled wryly and said, "I never thought Mr. Angel would get dizzy on the broomstick!"

"It's also the first time I know about it." Angel said in a hoarse voice.

It was just a disaster.

Ingres didn't actually ride a broomstick.

Angel's plan is actually this:

The audience's support for the players triggered their faith in Cecilia, the Charming Daughter, and the mages found a possible direction through observation of the faith, reported to Angel, and guided the players to fly in a certain direction.

Of course, Angel himself would not take on the role of a guide—Angel is not overbearing in this respect, he doesn’t feel that his flying speed can surpass professional players at all—so Angel entrusted this task to Gave white sheep and black sheep.

During the races, Silverleaf and Jake would act like racing girls.

They wear gorgeous clothes, hold flags and wait on the fixed track, guiding the direction of the players.

These two seem to be a display, but in fact, if the direction guided by the power of faith is determined, Aries and Black Sheep must fly to the destination faster to guide the player to change course.

Moreover, the black sheep can replace Angel's eyes.

Angor will use the black sheep to determine the direction.

No matter what Angel thinks, he feels that this is a foolproof decision. He tried it just now, trying to possess the black sheep while flying to check the surrounding situation.

As a result, he almost went straight to the heavenly kingdom.

The kind without guidance.

"Why don't you stick to me next time?" Yinye suggested, "I should fly more stably."

"I'm more stable." The black sheep said.

Yinye raised her eyes: "You have already made Mr. Angel like this, how can it be more stable?"

"Stable than you."

"Not at all! Although I admit that you are faster, but it is me who is flying smoothly..."

"I'm more stable."

"Can't you understand human speech?"

"I'm more stable... Also, you're not human."

"I'm more stable!" Yinye said out of control rarely.

Although Silver Leaf hated losing to anyone, he hated losing to Black Sheep the most.

It's a matter of self-esteem.

If I lose to Jack, I always feel that I am not worthy of being a human being.

Only Angel heard the two saying "I'm more stable", and felt that the feeling of dizziness just now had returned.

He hurriedly covered his mouth again: "Woo——"

Bai Yang and Hei Yang instantly sensed Angel's state, and looked at him nervously:

"Mr. Angel!"

"...!"

"Would you like some more water?" Yinye asked, picking up the water bottle.

Angel covered his mouth with one hand, and shook the other hand at him: "No need."

"Don't you want water?"

"I don't need any water, and I absolutely don't need any flying brooms," Angel said regretfully. "Prepare a ticket for the next game, and I'll go to the scene to watch it."

Anyway, this time there is no way to be opportunistic.

Thinking about it carefully, the usual hand and foot coordination is not very good, it seems that it should be dizzy on the broomstick?

Of course, it also has something to do with Jack flying too fast.

When Angel flew by himself, such a tragic situation never happened.

Angel covered his face and thought in pain.

Yinye looked up at Jack upon hearing this, then smiled at Angel and said, "That's good, it's safer."

"...I'm going to buy a ticket." Heiyang said.

They are near the arena now, and there will be another match in the near future. At this time, it is obviously not practical to send tickets from Magic Gear. It will be faster to go directly to the nearby ticket office.

"I'll just go by myself." Angel stopped him.

Angor was still a little dizzy.

But he felt that it might be more comfortable to take a walk, at least better than sitting here.

But the black sheep suddenly turned his head when he heard the words, and stared at Angel.

Aries also looked worried: "But, Mr. Angel, your body..."

"I'm not so weak that I can't even walk because of this, and you guys have to do game guidance later, right?" Angel said.

But the black sheep and the white sheep still stared at him like lost lambs.

Seeing this, Angel couldn't help feeling a little better.

He reached out and rubbed the equally soft hair of the two of them: "'Battle' is really not a sage's specialty. I can't do anything this time, so I can only ask you, can I?"

"I'll do my best."

"……Me too."

Black sheep and white sheep finally showed a shallow smile.

After coaxing the two sheep, Angel finally went to buy the ticket alone.

In fact, there was another reason why Angel didn't want the two sheep to buy tickets: they were too conspicuous.

The magic can't hide the conspicuousness.

If those two people appeared at the ticket office, it would definitely cause a commotion. Angel didn't want to be noticed for such a boring reason at all.

In this regard, Angor's shadow made a nasty voice:

"You are really embarrassing meow!"

"What's the shame? My physical strength benchmark is different from that of the black sheep!" Angor complained, stepping on his own shadow, "Speaking of which, why have you been following me lately? You are the guardian of the workshop spirit, not my guardian spirit?"

"If you feel ashamed, you should drive the cat away!" Mithril said unceremoniously, "Don't say that when you use me."

"But you've been sticking to me recently, and your motives are also very suspicious!" Angel said.

"Meow!"

Mithril let out an innocent cry without any explanation.

Angel also didn't mean to force it.

He wanted to say something more, but he heard someone shout timidly: "An, Master Angel!"

Angor froze.

Although the two sheep did not follow, Angel still cast a perception shielding magic on his body as usual. In theory, unless he took the initiative to talk to people, no one should notice his existence.

But the one who can still see him now is—

"Clover!" Seeing the employees under him, Angel breathed a sigh of relief.

What's more, Alfalfa is an excellent employee among the employees. The moss she planted is the core of several key projects of Magic Gear. The existence of such an existence is enough to alleviate Angel's social anxiety symptoms.

It's just that Angel looked at the body next to Alfalfa, and froze again.

An unknown woman stood beside Clover.

Clover also introduced to Angel: "This is my mother."

Wow, one of the scariest scenes in society.

Angel almost wanted to get into the shadow and escape immediately.

Fortunately, his sanity is still there, and he didn't make any more embarrassing actions in the end.

Angel sighed in his heart, but he still remembered Clover's mother: "Isn't your mother in poor health, it doesn't matter if you come here?" After all, when this girl applied for the job, she didn't want her mother to go back to the village to wait for her The father who didn't know when he would come back said that he hoped that his mother's illness would never recover.

In order to solve Clover's troubles, Angel took away her mother's love for her father.

Although the woman stopped arguing to go back, her illness did not heal so quickly.

Now there seems to be a shift.

"Thank you for your concern. Mother is getting better recently." Clover smiled.

It is right to force a change of environment.

Since Clover successfully applied for the job of Magic Gear and moved into the dormitory, her life has finally flowed like running water.

Work is very fulfilling, life is also very fulfilling.

The colleagues around are all good people, who would come over to help from time to time, and the surroundings of Alfalfa became lively, with more smiles.

In such an environment, the condition of Alfalfa's mother also began to improve, and her body gradually became healthy.

It's just that there is no medicine for heart disease.

Although the black robe took away Clover's mother's love, the feeling of losing something important would not be filled so easily, so she often looked at the void absent-mindedly.

Or, in her complex emotions towards her husband, love is not an important ingredient.

Clover noticed the change in her mother, and she was very afraid that her mother would recall her attachment to her father again, so Clover tried her best to find other things for her mother to do and generate other interests, so that her mother could integrate into the life of Cecilia City .

For this flying competition, Clover brought her mother to watch.

Just because of working hours, Clover missed the opening ceremony, so she could only bring her mother to watch today's last game after get off work.

——There is actually a little selfishness here.

Of course, the sky stand this time was also built with moss raised by alfalfa. Alfalfa wanted his mother to see his achievements.

And the sky stand at night is the best.

That's why Clover chose the night game.

But before Clover entered the arena, he met Angel at the ticket office.

Clover's mother was not as thoughtful as her daughter. She seemed to have noticed that her daughter was talking about herself, and nodded at Angel indiscriminately: "Hi, my daughter is causing you trouble."

"No, Clover is the best employee in our workshop," Angel said, "On the contrary, you are causing her trouble."

"Ugh?"

Clover's mother was stunned, it was probably the first time she had met someone like Angel.

Angel didn't intend to continue greeting people he didn't know, he said to Clover: "It's almost time, let's go in!"

"Okay." Clover smiled wryly.

Unfortunately, Angle's location is very close to Alfalfa.

If it weren't for the issue of faith, Angel would want to retreat now.

And Clover was a little worried that her mother would be dissatisfied with Angor because of this, so she took advantage of Angor's confirmation of the seat and explained to her mother: "Mr. .”

"It can be seen," Clover's mother nodded, "He's actually right. I've been dragging you down, so you shouldn't have taken me out of the village."

"You say that again! How could I leave you alone!" Clover said angrily.

Clover's mother stopped talking.

Maybe I should take all of this woman's memories.

Angel thought so about the dispute between the mother and daughter.

It was already embarrassing enough, but now that the mother and daughter had quarreled, it was even more embarrassing.

Fortunately, at this moment, the seat moved.

That's right, the sky stand is active. It is located on a roller coaster-like track, and its position can be adjusted at any time to watch the game from the best angle.

So the movable seat drove towards the arena.

Clover's mother still looked absent-minded, as if she wasn't interested in anything.

Until the seat leaves the preparation room and enters the arena.

It was already dusk at this time, and the entire arena showed a dim yellow color, and the sunlight fell on the track of the seats, a little bit like broken gold.

Clover originally intended to introduce her achievements to her mother, but firstly, the boss was nearby and said it was suspected of boasting, and secondly, her mother didn't seem to be interested, so she tilted her head and leaned on the seat .

Clover regretted bringing her mother out.

The next moment, Clover saw her mother sitting up straight and looking down:

"This is... the Sea of ​​Stars?"

Said the woman who didn't care about anything except her husband, and stretched out her hand below.

"This is not a sea of ​​stars, it's just ground moss!" Clover hurriedly grabbed her mother.

She was terrified that her mother would jump off.

In the end, the other party corrected her seriously: "No, the sea of ​​stars has nothing to do with what it is made of. It can be ground moss, fragments of stars, or anything else. The point is whether it contains the power of elements— "

"This kind of thing is fine..." Clover wanted to say something.

But Angel suddenly asked with interest: "You seem to be familiar with 'Sea of ​​Stars'?"

"...my husband was looking for this, so I researched it by the way," said Clover's mother.

She looked a little dazed, and felt empty again at this moment.

Her daughter's boss showed a smile—a little scary on that gloomy face: "So, so to speak, Alfalfa's physique might get more from you... Then, ma'am, are you interested?" Come to work in our workshop? About the work of Star Sea."

"Mr. Angel?" Clover asked in horror.

Now she is afraid that her mother will think of something, and of course she doesn't want her to touch anything related to her father.

But Angel lobbied: "Your mother seems to be very interested in the sea of ​​stars! Why not let her try it? She seems very suitable for the job of a star creator."

"Star Creator..." Alfalfa's mother murmured.

I see, am I interested in Sea of ​​Stars?

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why I stubbornly waited for my husband in that deserted village, even sacrificing my daughter's happiness!

Thinking of this, she raised her head and looked at the black robe: "Then, please let me try it!"