Genius Club - Chapter 1279: 3 Not Yet a Pillar
Chapter 1279: Chapter 3 Not Yet a Pillar
“Huh?”
CC looked at Lin Xian incredulously:
“You’re… you’re just too casual about this, aren’t you?”
“No, no, no.”
Lin Xian shook his head in denial:
“I must correct your view, I was enlightened by the Lord, such a compassionate and benevolent act, how can it not move people?”
“In this broken age, the Lord and his followers care for the world, have mercy on the people, and provide free breakfast for dockworkers and homeless wanderers like us. If we don’t believe in Jesus Christ, should we believe in those nasty capitalists?”
Lin Xian’s eloquence left CC stunned.
Why does she feel…
That this person from China doesn’t quite match the loyal and simple people her grandma described?
But…
“Alright then.”
CC nodded:
“The priest also said that God forgives mankind, and anyone who finds their way back from being lost is our companion.”
“Exactly, that’s what’s called greatness.”
Lin Xian placed his right hand over his heart, eyes brimming with sincerity, loyalty, and earnestness:
“Long live Jesus.”
…
Actually, this wasn’t Lin Xian’s first encounter with Christianity.
During university in East Sea, he had come across similar evangelism activities.
East Sea boasted several Christian churches and had dedicated church organizations that would often organize evangelism activities in the city, college towns, and crowded places.
The activities were simple and unpretentious, adapting to local customs —
[handing out eggs].
As long as you listened to the doctrine and left your contact information, you could get eggs, and if you were “enlightened” on the spot, you might get a few more.
This led to a rush of old folks converting to Jesus, praising the Christian doctrine and proclaiming the Lord’s mercy! They even brawled to showcase their piety, resulting in unprecedentedly grand scenes, with an evangelism success rate close to 100%.
However…
Once the eggs were gone, so was the faith.
The old folks’ piety would last only until the eggs were distributed; if promised that eggs would be given out the next day, they’d murmur the Bible in their dreams that night; if not, then goodbye Jesus, hello fried eggs.
People from China are like that, never believing in useless gods, worshipping whomever is effective, and ditching the ineffective ones, this land does not nurture idle gods.
Lin Xian was, of course, a product of this adaptive belief system.
Seeing such evangelism activities during university, he mused that if milk tea was given out, surely the name of Jesus would echo throughout East Sea amongst college students.
Pragmatism is the core belief ingrained in people from China, if not necessary, do not increase entities.
“I wonder if my Lord and the priest can help solve my shoe problem.”
Lin Xian looked down at his dark soles and joked:
“You see, I’m poor and shoeless, wearing short sleeves in winter, cold and hungry, if the Lord and the priest could help solve these two problems for me… I’d definitely sing the loudest during the hymn later.”
“Coats are no problem.”
CC said nonchalantly:
“The church at the docks distributes coats to poor believers, also donated by a kind-hearted businessman, intended to keep winter’s wanderers and beggars warm and prevent them from freezing to death.”
“Really.”
At that moment, Lin Xian truly felt the light of Jesus:
“They really provide winter coats!”
He had been joking, not expecting this was true:
“What about shoes? Are there shoes?”
CC rolled her eyes at him:
“Do you really think the church is a market? Shoes, of course, are not provided, the church and the priest don’t offer these.”
“However… if other believers hear about your difficulties, they might lend a hand to help, but that’s uncertain.”
Lin Xian nodded:
“So, this is where my acting skills… no, my sincere faith is tested.”
“…”
CC was exasperated.
She understood now.
The man before her was clearly there to freeload, despite shouting ‘long live Jesus’ on the surface, he had no real sincerity within:
“Forget it, suit yourself, just don’t cause me any trouble, and don’t act like you know me in the church, I don’t want to be dragged down with you.”
“By the way, what’s your name? How should I address you?”
“Lin Xian,” Lin Xian replied.
“Link?”
“No, it’s lin-xian”
Lin Xian spelled it out for CC word by word:
“It’s a Chinese name, call me whatever you like, I don’t mind if the pronunciation is off, as long as I know you’re calling me.”
“Let’s not waste any time, let’s head to the docks quickly, I can’t wait for the service.”
CC snorted softly:
“I think you can’t wait to eat, right?”
…
The slanted sunlight poured into lowly Brooklyn, cloaking the city in warmth and laziness.
Lin Xian walked barefoot.
Following behind CC.
The two walked along scattered paths, strolling in the morning glow, heading towards the docks.
Lin Xian followed behind CC, engaging in casual conversation.
His mind kept pondering the Space-time Law, Space-Time Exclusion, and the Millennium Stakes issues.
Unable to figure out where the problem lay.
What worried him more.
Was not knowing when CC would turn into blue stardust and disappear, keeping him tense at all times.
The Millennium Stakes indeed dissipated every 24 years, with dissipation always occurring at 00:42 on the 20th birthday.
But the key issue is… each Millennium Stakes girl’s birth date is different.
Chu Anqing’s birthday is March 28th;
Zhang Yuqian’s birthday is January 15th;
The CC from 600 years later has her birthday on August 29th;
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com
