The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

Mu Hua was very upset. He thought Lin Feng was a fool.

What witch Penelope? You made it sound so real. It was a disaster and a crisis. Then you told us to avoid her and not to check her information.

Are you trying to stir up trouble? If you don’t tell me, we don’t even know who she is, okay?

And since you’ve said so much, who would honestly not check her situation?

“It’s none of my business.” Facing Lin Feng’s warning, Mu Hua replied viciously.

“Ha, the prophecies of the reborn may not be accurate, but your fate singularity is very popular with the evil party. Penelope became the witch of the temple and may participate in this star patrol meeting. I kindly reminded you because you have a good relationship with Tabitha.”

“You’d better not have any intersection with Penelope, otherwise too many people will find out that you are a singularity, and you will have more trouble.” Lin Feng said happily, seeming to be willing to see Mu Hua struggling.

“...” Mu Hua

Well, Mu Hua realized. He originally thought that the reborn were awesome, but after a roundabout way, he turned out to be the awesome one.

That's right. If he is really the so-called destiny singularity, then he is simply a prophecy tamperer. To use an exaggerated description, his kind of existence can lead the world line to a different direction in minutes.

Just like Lin Feng said, the evil party should like him, because as long as they have more intersections with him, then those prophets who predict their future behavior patterns will be at a loss.

And the prophets should not like him. Mu Hua thought that if it is not necessary, it is better not to go to the Holy Empire in this life.

Sure enough, at this time, Mu Hua also understood why people in this world called Lin Feng and others prophets instead of reborn.

Damn, this world does not even have the ability to correct errors. Reborn people are so weak. . .

"Okay, I admit that you are right." After reacting, Mu Hua felt that Lin Feng's persuasion was really kind.

"Forget it, forget about witches. In your situation, do you have any other abilities besides prophecy?" Lin Feng looked easy to talk to, and Mu Hua asked tentatively.

"The power of faith, I can absorb and use the power of faith. What do you think about letting me join the Dandelion Adventure Group?" Lin Feng said casually, and asked Mu Hua again.

The power of faith, and absorption, this should also be considered a golden finger, right?

"Does anyone believe in you?" Mu Hua was surprised.

"Not yet." Lin Feng spread his hands.

"..." Mu Hua.

"Even if there are no believers, there are some scattered powers of faith in the outside world, although they are less."

"Hey, what's the look in your eyes? Even those fanatics can only borrow the power of faith from the gods, and mine is already rare." Facing Mu Hua's slightly disgusted eyes, Lin Feng emphasized.

In Lin Feng's anxious explanation, Mu Hua was sure that Lin Feng's ability to absorb the power of faith could barely be considered a golden finger.

Because even in the Holy Empire, the prerequisite for becoming a cardinal is to accept the transformation of the gods and gain similar abilities.

The power of faith is directional, and it does not belong to whoever produces it. Most people who follow the path of faith, even if they can use divine arts, usually borrow the power of faith from the gods.

In other words, they believe in a certain god, generate the power of faith, and then the power of faith they generate is absorbed and stored by the gods.

If they are pious enough, they can borrow it if they want to use it. . .

Fuck, this is simply!!!

In addition to people with specific beliefs, there are some people in the human race who will unconsciously believe in something, because those who are believed in do not have the ability to receive faith, and the power of faith generated by those people becomes the power of faith scattered without an owner.

In Lin Feng's case, he can absorb these ownerless powers of faith through a practice similar to meditation.

If it were in the previous life, this ability would look pretty awesome, but in this world, how should I put it? This golden finger seems to be just so-so, and it seems to be the same as Ikaros, and the angels seem to have this ability.

"You want to join the group, do you want to pursue Tabesha? Does the Hall of Samsara agree? By the way, can you cast divine arts?" Mu Hua asked.

Through Lin Feng's narration, Mu Hua has a better understanding of faith. The power of faith is simpler and cruder than magic. It is like a panacea energy. Collect enough and take it out directly, and interfere with reality through imagination.

Out of nothing, this is an energy that can create miracles. No wonder there is a signature ability like resurrection. Of course, all the premise is that the power of faith is enough.

"I can now cast five divine arts with the strength equivalent to low-level magic." When Lin Feng said this, Mu Hua saw a guilty conscience from his expression.

"Every day?" Mu Hua asked tentatively.

"No, if I don't consider improving my ability to hold the power of faith, I can probably store up the power of faith in half a month." Lin Feng said, his eyes wandering.

"Half a month? Five low-level magic? Are you kidding me?" Mu Hua's eyes twitched. Is this guy acting cute?

"It's not magic, it's divine art. You have to know that my potential is much greater than that of a priest." Lin Feng corrected embarrassedly.

"What's the difference between low-level divine art and magic?"

Divine art is said to be 'the embodiment of fantasy'. In fact, in Mu Hua's cognition, people who practice divine art are a bit neurotic.

It is easy to say that they should think of the fake as real, but to understand fantasy as real, the way of thinking cannot be too normal.

And ‘fantasy materialization’ does sound scary, but you can’t make an aircraft carrier even if you are given a palm-sized iron sheet. To create miracles, you naturally need enough faith.

This thing is a kind of magic that changes the quantity and quality, and low-level magic, tsk~, it seems that the effects that the known low-level magic can produce are not impossible to achieve with magic.

Even if the magic is not affected by the environment and dispel, low-level magic? Is it better to use fists?

At this time, with the in-depth communication with Lin Feng, the high-end image of the reborn in Mu Hua’s mind is constantly cracking and collapsing.

Sure enough, their best destination should be to become a mascot in the church, right?

"Well, that, I was reborn not long ago, I can also learn magic, my shooting skills are not bad."

"Don't worry about the Samsara Hall, in fact, I didn't experience much before my rebirth, I was not very old when I died, and I didn't know a few influential events."

"The Samsara Hall doesn't care much about the development of religion, they have very loose constraints on members, and don't pay much attention to me."

I don't know if it's an illusion, since talking to Lin Feng, this guy doesn't mention the title of prophet very much, and prefers to talk about rebirth. Is this to please Mu Hua?

"You learn magic? You learn magic and cast divine arts? Do you think you are an angel?"

"Oh, forget it, forget it, if you want to join the group, you can go to discuss it with Taibesha, what's going on between you and Taibesha?" Mu Hua has lost interest in Lin Feng.

Magic and divine arts are also a bit conflicting, one is evolution, the other is fantasy, you understand and run the evolution process, how can you have a fantasy that distorts reality?

However, Mu Hua didn't quite understand the matters of faith, so he simply stopped struggling and turned his attention to Lin Feng's obsession with Tabesha.

"It would be great if I could have something to do with her, but it's not convenient to tell her about her future for the time being. Mu Hua, I need your help. Believe me, I have no ill will towards Tabesha." When talking about Tabesha, Lin Feng became serious again.

"Your situation is special, you should know that it's impossible for me to believe everything you say, right?" Mu Hua frowned. He didn't like Lin Feng's unclear way of speaking.

"Even if you appear as a singularity, the Benson family still has serious problems. If it continues like this, the Benson family will be in danger of being destroyed, and Tabesha will also be affected."

"I used to be Tabesha's teammate. Before I was reborn, I saw her miserable life. I need to do something, but I don't know if it will lead to worse results." Lin Feng looked tangled, and occasionally a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

Mu Hua frowned. Lin Feng was hesitant to speak, and his tone was full of temptation. Mu Hua didn't like this kind of temptation. From his past experience, this feeling often appeared in people who wanted to use him.

In the past, Mu Hua would usually withdraw in time when encountering such a situation, but when it came to Tabetha and Samantha, Mu Hua was a little hesitant.

Just when Mu Hua was hesitating whether to continue asking Lin Feng about what would happen to the Benson family, a female voice came from behind Mu Hua accompanied by a fragrant breeze.

"Mu Hua, I heard that you are the inspector general of the Raiders Association? Did you do anything with my Raider application?" Ivy and Gray interrupted Mu Hua and Lin Feng's solitude rudely. (End of this chapter)