Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 892 - 181: Want to Easily Earn 2,000?

"Are you okay?"

Ginny first observed Ethan closely for a moment, then leaned in and sniffed him. She seemed well accustomed to incidents like this attack.

"I'm fine... The Church Court's enforcement team seems to believe the attacker was a follower of Bazatous."

Upon hearing this, Old Ba pricked up his ears.

Ginny held a different opinion, "Who knows, everyone says different things. Lately, the names Bazatous, Sincaro, and Kaisaros have been tossed around, but the methods used by those attackers are far from what I know of the Evil God's Followers."

She felt that anyone with clear eyes could see the difference.

Bloody rituals, life and death contracts — these are what people traditionally understand about the Evil God's Followers.

In the past few eras, hardly anyone has heard of an Evil God's Follower carrying a charged crystal, turning themselves into human bombs to attack border stations.

Unfortunately, there aren't many clear-eyed people in the Life Church. Whether the attack succeeds or not, these attackers often end up being confirmed as Evil God's Followers afterward. The Church Court even investigated and found these radical Evil God's Followers were directed by the Empire. When these findings were published in various newspapers in the Far West, it further deepened the residents' fear and hatred towards the Empire.

As for those people's true identities and their reasons for launching attacks in public places... Who knows?

If spoken unpleasantly, Ginny felt at least Pope Carlo was quite happy to see these terrorists.

But as she mentioned earlier, their opinions don't matter. In the Far West, no one wishes to listen to the views of neutral merchants like them. They just need to proceed step-by-step, deliver goods to the local chamber of commerce, and then leave without interfering with each other.

Neither is the truth so important.

Even though the ways of launching attacks have many questionable points, and their references to the Evil God seem much like outsiders, as long as the populace believes the newspapers' explanations, then these matters are true.

And in the Far West's simple beliefs, Pope Carlo is the spokesperson of the Goddess of Life in the mortal world. Could he possibly be deceiving them?

"Senzi, Winter, Ba Zi, my task is done. There're matters in the chamber of commerce, so I'll not stay here with you. If I were you, I'd try hard to avoid public places where there's a lot of excitement, as those places have been frequently attacked recently."

As she spoke, Ginny suddenly remembered something, shaking her bracelet, "Of course, if you're planning to quickly earn Salvation Contribution Points, you might try your luck over there."

At the mention of Salvation Contribution Points, Little Dark's tail nearly flew up to the sky.

300 contribution points, if converted to donations, that's equivalent to 300 Gold Lions, even in a big city like the Imperial Capital, it would be considered a considerable reward, and this is still her first day in the Far West!

"This just proves that Senzi and I are the best partners in the world!"

Proud and complacent, Little Dark firmly perched on Ethan's head in the "VIP" seat and even glanced proudly at Lindong, at least in the competition of Salvation Contribution Points, she nobly won against her counterpart.

The black cat stood upright, even wrapping its tail around Ethan's neck.

No way, Senzi is only for the strong!

Now you know your incompetence, Winter!

Faced with Little Dark's provocation, Lindong grinned, revealing sharp tiger teeth, and the cat ears on her head stood straight up, her fluffy tail swinging rhythmically like a war-loving rattlesnake.

Ethan understood Lindong.

She had little interest in Salvation Contribution Points; what truly incited her was someone shamelessly occupying her "VIP seat" and staying there to taunt her, which awakened Lindong's territorial awareness and made her feel her authority was challenged.

For the sake of his physical and mental health, Ethan couldn't let the two cats fight each other.

"Little Dark, don't get too excited so soon."

First and foremost is to get the overly excited Little Dark to calm down after beating Lindong once, "Think carefully, what is the full name of this contribution point?"

"Salvation Contribution Point, why?"

"Exactly, isn't the situation quite clear now?" Ethan easily pinpointed Little Dark's soft spot, step by step luring her into his rhetoric trap, "In other words, the more contribution points one gets, the more good deeds they've done for the country. As the name implies, the one who gets the most points is already described as a 'Savior,' who will become a hero in the people's eyes and be invited by the Pope to the Crown of Dawn Cathedral for commendation."

Upon hearing this, Little Dark, who was smug just a moment ago, suddenly stiffened, her body trembled several times.

Seeing the situation, Ethan lowered his voice and seriously questioned Little Dark, "Is your dream to become a moral model in people's eyes?"

His inquiry was resolute, and the black cat on top opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word, just thinking of herself being on the high platform of the Crown of Dawn amid people's flowers and applause made her a bit nauseous.

Couldn't take it, almost want to puke!

"I retract—"

"However, do you know what the most evil act in this world is?"

Just when Ethan secretly sighed in relief, Lindong, being close to hissing, coldly said.

"What is it?"

Little Dark and Lindong glared at each other, "I know you, Winter! Do you think I'm stupid, trying to trick me into being a good person?"