MTL - I Became the King of Villains In the Game-Chapter 48 funeral

  Chapter 48 Funeral

   According to the law of the Trisur Empire, namely the requirements of the "Sun Code", as well as the traditional funeral etiquette.

  The dead must be buried on the same day.

  A quiet monk came to the Moon Church. He looked like he was in his thirties. He stood quietly in the corner of Connie's room and waited.

   Mr. Hood has been put into an ordinary coffin, which is placed in the middle of the living room.

  Mrs. Caroline's flower shop is closed today, and she wants to spend more time with the poor little girl Connie.

  At this time, several neighbors who were close to Mrs. Caroline were sitting on the sofa, surrounded by Connie in the middle, whispering some comforting words to her.

  But Connie was not in a very high mood, and she responded without a sound.

   Chen Lun looked at them, thinking about something.

  My future plan lacks a technical talent like Connie, because he needs to form an organization similar to the extraordinary workshop in the shelter, which can continuously produce equipment.

  Whether it is to trade with other forces by yourself, or to harvest their wallets after the players arrive, it is very useful.

   He appreciates Connie's talent and takes her with him when he plans to move to the inner city.

   But obviously, now is not the time to talk about it.

  Chen Lun glanced at the monks of the Moon Church in the corner, turned his head and whispered to Floyd beside him:

   "You should pay more attention to Connie these few days."

  Floy turned her head and "stared" at Chen Lun for a few seconds, pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

"Ok."

  Chen Lun seemed to feel Floyd's aggrieved emotions. He was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that his tone was wrong.

   "Sorry, I just..."

"I know."

   Floy's ethereal voice came.

   "Connie is mechanically talented enough that she can help you."

   "No, I'm not apologizing for that."

  Chen Lun smiled at her.

   "You may have misunderstood what I said just now, and I didn't mean to order you. I don't want you to do something for me that you don't want to do.

  Besides, you are my greatest support in the future, Floyd. "

  Floy was a little surprised, but immediately became serious.

   "But I'm going to die soon..."

  Chen Lun let out a long breath, and turned his gaze back to the living room.

   "I won't let you die."

  His tone was flat.

  Floy's heart shook, but she felt the weight of these words.

   This is the second time she heard Chen Lun promise her.

  Different from the first time, when she took it purely as consolation. Because the existence in her body told her that the possibility of surviving was very small, almost impossible.

   Maybe returning to the Red Apple Church has a chance, but she would rather die than go back.

   Now hearing this sentence again, Floyd felt inexplicably relieved.

   I don't know why, but she believed it.

   "Can I help you too..."

  Floy looked at the profile of the black-haired youth, and murmured inaudibly.

   Time soon arrived in the evening.

  The sunset at dusk dyed the whole city orange.

  The monks of the Moon Church conveyed a message to everyone that it was time to be buried.

  Giving relatives an afternoon to say goodbye is a very humanistic care spirit.

   Mrs. Caroline and the others got up, and Connie thanked the monk with tears in her eyes.

  The monks of the Moon Church walked in slowly from the door and carried the coffin out.

  They wore black robes with hoods covering their heads, and the arms exposed in the sleeves were thick and powerful.

  Two monks easily carried the coffin away.

  The crowd followed the Moon Church people to the cemetery.

   At dusk.

  The monk read the eulogy for Mr. Hood, and all the neighbors in black bowed their heads in silence.

  Funeral is a sacred event, it expresses the respect and remembrance of the living to the dead.

  Death is an important process for people. And in such a world of extraordinary existence, it is full of mysteries and mysteries.

  The Church of the Moon is in charge of funeral-related matters in the empire, and they deal with death all day long.

  Chen Lun personally participated in some activities of Moon Church in his previous life.

  His evaluation of this church is just two words—

   Solemn.

  Not as eye-catching as the Red Apple Church, the Moon Church is quite low-key.

  The people inside the church, regardless of their status, are solemn from top to bottom. They seldom speak, and seem to regard themselves as servants of death.

  Death is a journey from noise to silence.

  “The death of one person is nothing more than one more grave to the whole world, but to those who depend on each other, the whole world is buried in the tomb...

  Miss Connie, my condolences.

  We can reach the moon after death, and leaving this world is just stepping on the road to the moon. "

  The monk of the Moon Church said softly.

  His finger drew an arc in mid-air, and finally touched his lips.

  This is the prayer gesture of Moon Church.

   Immediately, the monks began to bury the coffin and dug up the soil with shovels to bury it.

   "I used to want to die, but then I don't care..."

  Floy stood beside Chen Lun, watching this scene and said softly.

  Chen Lun glanced at her and comforted her:

   "The past is not your fault, Floyd."

  The haze of childhood and the darkness in the Red Apple Church nearly destroyed her heart.

   "But I seem to have become timid, and now I am afraid of death."

  Floy turned his head, and the black satin stared at him.

  Chen Lun was taken aback.

  He suddenly thought of the countdown.

   47 days left.

  Floy has 47 days left to live.

   If the [High-Sequence Flesh Faction Mysterious Substance] cannot be found within this one and a half months, then the [A-level monster back-sun potted plant] in Floyd's body will not be able to maintain its majestic and extraordinary power.

  Froy will be attacked by pollution, eventually lose her personality, and turn into a monster out of control.

   Chen Lun took a deep breath.

   "Don't worry, I've figured out a way."

   "Well, I trust you."

  Floy "stared" at him for a long time, finally nodded and showed a smile.

   At this time, the monk of the Moon Church held a glass bottle and walked in front of every mourner attending the funeral.

   "Please let the sorrow fall, and turn it into a memory of the dead and a comfort to the living."

  He held a tear bottle and collected everyone's tears.

  Maybe Mr. Hood’s relationship with neighbors in the neighborhood is not good on weekdays, and there are very few people who shed tears for him.

   Only Connie cried the most.

  Finally, the monk handed the tear bottle to Connie, and whispered a few words to her.

  Connie nodded and took it, expressing her thanks to the monk.

  Chen Lun knew what he was talking about, and he probably asked Connie to put the tear bottle at home. When the tears in the bottle dry up, it means that the deceased has reached the moon.

   But Chen Lun was very curious, how could a rose believer reach the moon.

  He couldn't help shaking his head.

  (end of this chapter)