politics!

wealth!

Belief!

These three things that have existed since ancient times dominate this society and have more fields emerged around these three core factors. However, no matter how society and the times change, this society, the world, and even the entire universe always revolve around these three points, and no one has ever been exceptional.

Kubar and others called this dark little room the top council, and they used "above the roof" to describe the special identity of each participant here.

Everyone is the well-deserved first person in their industry and field, and is the one who still needs to go up the top of the social tower.

Yes, not a small group. Each of them is the most outstanding and the highest in their field. None of them represents a plural adjective to vaguely summarize their status, and the only one is the only one.

Some people once called the Imperial Cabinet Office Center the center of the empire, but it was not there, but here!

When Dulin called out the name Kandy, the chattering voice suddenly quieted for a moment. About ten seconds later, he accurately called out Dulin's name and found the empty chair beside Dulin and sat down.

He pulled the chandelier, which made the chandelier start to shake, and the light in the room also illuminated a lot.

"I knew it was you. When I heard your voice, there was another person in my heart. I was saying to myself, 'Hey, you must know this guy, he is your good friend!', Look, so I guessed it was you at once, and I didn't expect that we could meet here. This is really the arrangement of the evil god of the Goddess of Destiny..." He stretched out his hand, "I'm glad to see you again, Mr. Dulin."

Du Lin also shook with him behind him. The mysterious and sacred feeling that originally existed here were completely shattered with the appearance of Kandy. He could make anything surprising ordinary as long as he was there.

Then Kandy introduced a thin shadow behind Dulin. The outline of the shadow looked very thin, about one meter five in size, very slender, "This is our boss, the believer closest to God. You can call him Abel, but I usually call him old man..."

Kubar closed his eyes behind him, the little old man known as Abel was panting like a cow. It was hard to imagine that the thin body could have such a terrible force. He breathed like a broken bellows working, whimpering.

This old man is actually... the Pope Crown of the Tianzheng Church. As people often say, power is always accompanied by money, but there is another extraordinary thing besides these two, that is faith.

As the largest religious organization in the empire and even the surrounding areas, the Church of the Heavenly King has been restricted and suppressed by the imperial royal family and cabinet for a long time, but this really means that the Church of the Heavenly King is vulnerable and can no longer resist?

No, no, these are all illusions, and those who create such illusions to confuse the people will soon sit in this dark room.

A religious organization with more than 100 million believers will naturally be suppressed by the regime, but the regime will never suppress the religion so much that it cannot be raised. All of this is artificial, with scripts and scripts.

As for why everyone should do this, including the Pope's crown, it is actually very simple to benefit.

Everything in the world cannot escape the word "interest". From the moment the newborn is born, no one has taught him/her/its anything. He/she/it knows to explain a demand problem that is relevant to his/her/it is hungry through crying.

Even new life knows how to claim their own rights and interests to gain benefits, let alone a more mature social organization or a organization like religious belief that is good at playing with people's hearts?

On the surface, the Lord of Heaven was suppressed and could not raise his head. He could only rely on fundraising to survive. However, the huge new map base was destined that their hardships were not really hard. In addition, the continuous charity parties and various charity activities and religious activities were held. They were not worse than in the past, and even better than in the past, because they were weak, and people were willing to sympathize with the weak, so those begging would always look miserable. If someone was wearing thousands of clothes and tens of thousands of jewelry, he would be begging at the station, if he was either a madman or a liar.

Religious concessions are not really incapable of resisting political pressure, but a natural reaction that occurs after a group of people negotiates in this room.

If you use one word to describe this room, the top is not so correct, and Dulin thinks that the control will be better.

Everything determined in this room controls every aspect of the country, from the work and life of ordinary people, to their marriage income and children's education issues, and even their beliefs will be decided here.

For a moment, Dulin's pulse was a little faster. He seemed to be chatting with Kandy very focused, but was wondering why this guy would also appear here.

There was no need for any temptation, Kandy said it himself, "This time Abel brought me over to recommend me to take over his seat. To be honest, I was very nervous and anxious before coming here."

"The old man described it as the nest of conspiracy and the root of evil. He always scared me. He described the people here as the man-eating demon..." He paused when he said this, "Sorry, I'm not talking about you..." Then he tilted his body to look at the shadow behind Dulin, "I'm sorry, I'm not talking about you, sir."

He shrugged, "I hope you can forgive my mistakes in terms of word use. After all, I live in Sunset City. You know that the schools over there teach more theology and things. They would rather teach us to remember the runes used for hunting demons only in knight novels, and not let us learn more normal knowledge. This makes me sometimes show that the words I say cannot fully express the meaning I want to express."

After he talked for a while, he remembered to ask, "By the way, why are you here too?", Du Lin was about to say something, Kandy stopped him in advance as if he could see him talking, "No, don't tell me, please, let me guess first..."

"You...", he touched his chubby chin, his little eyes were not very bright in the dark. The paint on the surface of this table was very special. After special treatment, it was not just ordinary matte. It could absorb most of the light to ensure "safety" in the shadows in the room.

"You are here to participate in this..." He turned around and looked at the old pope, "What's it?"

"Prespect the Council!"

Kandy slapped, "Yes, the top council, you are here to join this top council, right?"

Dulin had to nod, which made Kandy very happy. He smiled and suddenly stunned, "Where did we just talk about it? Oh, yes, I'm very anxious and uneasy. But now I'm much better because my friend Dulin, you are here, this huge link has my emotional problems, and it can be seen that we are actually co-starring, otherwise we wouldn't have met so coincidental."

"What did you say just now?", he scratched his head, "Sorry, did you say it just now? Sometimes I suddenly realize that my recent memory is not particularly good. I forget what I did just now in the last second. What's even more terrifying is that when I want to recall, I can't even find any clues at all."

"One time, I was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but I looked for the cup in the room for more than half an hour. It was not until I searched the room in the end but couldn't find it. I accidentally discovered that the thing in my hand was my cup!"

"I must have been cursed by some evil power, or brainwashed by doctrine. You don't know that every time we take theology class, we are hypnotizing me. I always fall asleep unknowingly..."

For more than twenty minutes, Kandy never stopped dissipating his thinking. From his emotions to his athlete's foot, and then to the dog he raised, he had recently suffered from psoriasis...

He didn't need to consider whether there was anything to say, because for him, he would never have to say what he wanted to say!

As some footsteps gradually appeared in the surrounding doorways, under the friendly fist of the Pope, Kandy was finally beaten up and shut up his mouth.

He stood behind Abel's chair a little aggrievedly, but even so Dulin could still notice that this guy was constantly communicating with him through his body posture in the darkness. What was even more terrifying was that he could understand what Kanty's somewhat vague movement meant.

Crazy!

When the seats around him were full, Kubar took the lead in speaking, "Magus has agreed to let Dulin become a member of us as a member of us. According to regulations, we will vote. If more than half of them agree to Magus' proposal, then from this meeting, Dulin is a formal member of us, everyone can vote."

The room was dark, and there were only a limited number of places to see. Dulin looked at the dark space and some blurry shadows around him, curious about how these people voted until they put their hands on the table, within the range of light.

There were initially nine seats around the table. After so many years of continuous waves, there are only seven left, so there are no need to worry about whether there will be a "draw", there will inevitably be a clear winning side.

The voting process is not that simple. Although everyone has not communicated, Dulin could see that there are still many articles here. Kubar alone represents two votes, he represents one of his own votes, and Magus's votes.

In other words, only two people need to support him and Magus' proposal, and Dulin will enter the door.

In fact, this is much more risky than what Magus had planned before. If it weren't for this attack and his current situation, it would be impossible for him to fail to pass the voting request under his normal state.

But now, these people have not expressed their opinions for a long time.

However, Du Lin was not panicked, and Kubar was not panicked, because before that they had already had a third vote, which was the support of the Pope's crown.

It is a strategy for him not to vote now. Once he shows his intentions too early, he is likely to scare away some fence-ridden players who are taking advantage of the situation.

You must know that any project that needs to be voted on and achieves true democracy, then there will be people who do not want to offend anyone and do not want to lose the benefits.

These people often maintain the situation on a relatively balanced side, so that their interests will not be damaged, and stability will always have more stable returns than turmoil.

So they will vote based on the performance of the vote. For example, when Kubar is stronger, they will vote against it. When the number of opposition groups is large, they will turn to the pros.

They do not represent anyone, they only represent themselves and their own interests. What needs to be done at this time is to convince them with benefits.

For a minute that was longer than a year, Dulin suddenly felt a little sweaty. Just when he felt that he should do something, he suddenly put a hand on the table.

The hand didn't look so old, and it was just through the shadowy outline of Dulin that he couldn't confirm who it was, but he had to thank this guy.

The Pope then voted in favor, and the situation quickly became clear, and whether others voted was no longer significant.

"Then this matter is settled, Dulin, you can sit down..." Kubar pointed to the chair beside him. Dulin, who was standing behind the chair, passed the chair and sat next to the table.

After about a few minutes of stopping, the Pope also spoke, "I am getting older and older. Some things about Sunset City have been removed from my hands. I have to deal with them myself. When I am retired, I should have a rest. So this time I suggest that the Archbishop of Kandy take over my seat and ask everyone to vote."

This vote was much faster than before, and no one was too strongly opposed to the four votes of the MP, but Kandy could not sit down this time because he was not at the moment.

Fortunately, most of the time when the convening of the council will not be too long, so Kandy doesn't need to worry that he will stand for longer. Maybe he is more concerned about when he can speak?

Next is the real content of the council. The atmosphere of the meeting is very free and even a bit casual. There is no clear person to preside over the meeting. Everyone basically says whatever they think of, and says whatever they think of, which is a bit messy.

This is not good. The lack of a core soul character is also a waste of everyone's time.
Chapter completed!