Chapter 622 Will, Will the Tea in the Cup Fly over by Itself?

"Bang!"

Sarco kicked the chair beside him to express his determination not to sit down.

Looking at Sarco standing with his hands on his chest and holding his head up, Morgan smiled helplessly.

"Deacon Sarco's character is still as straightforward as ever."

"Since you don't want to sit down, then stand and discuss. I wonder if you are satisfied with our conditions?"

"If you have other requests, you might as well put them in place, and we will do our best to meet them."

Sarko's eyes lit up when she heard this: "Then I ask you to join the Shadow Church"

"Ahem!"

Before Sarco could finish his words, a familiar cough came to his ears.

He curled his lips and said, "Okay, if you don't join, don't join. Actually, I don't want to invite you very much, I'm just a joke."

"Actually, you're just average, it seems like I have to let you join. I'm really self-indulgent, so don't you really join?"

"Cough cough!!" The coughing sound of the subordinate of the black robe became more and more intense.

Morgan's tone was still gentle and firm: "Sorry, I still prefer to be a businessman."

"If you don't have any other requests, I will think you agreed to this cooperation."

Hearing that Morgan once again rejected his invitation, Sarco also gave up the idea of ​​attracting talents for the church, after all, he also wanted face.

However, Morgan gave a great reward, let alone money, he had no idea about this thing, but just holding a sacrifice ceremony in Guanhai City was enough to make him feel moved.

You should know that in the Shadow Church, the greatest contribution is to sacrifice to the Demon God.

The grander the sacrifice ceremony, the more people sacrifice, the more likely they will be to receive rewards from the leader or even favored by the demon god.

Therefore, these deacons who rose from the bottom have held sacrifice ceremonies, and Sarko is no exception, with her hands covered in blood.

However, since the Shadow Church has been jointly encircled by the royal family and the Temple of the Sea in recent years, life is not easy, so Sarco will at most hold sacrifice ceremonies in some remote villages.

This sacrificial ceremony of this scale is favored by the Demon God, I am afraid that He is too lazy to even look at it, and the leader will not care. What he can get is nothing more than a few praises from the Protector of Ram.

Although it is good to be praised by Ram's Protector, Sarko wants more, and he dreams of holding a large-scale sacrifice ceremony.

So the condition given by Morgan perfectly hit Sarco's heart.

Just as Sarco couldn't wait to nod and agreed, he was interrupted by a cough again.

"Ahem!!!"

Listening to the sound of the black-robed subordinates about to cough up bleeding, Sarco said impatiently:

"Didn't I say not to remind me with a cough? You either just say something or just shut up!"

When the man in black robe saw that Sarko was angry, he quickly spoke:

"As for orders, I think President Morgan is very sincere and you can agree to this cooperation."

Before Sarko could speak, the man in black continued:

"Of course, it would be even better if President Morgan could agree to a small request."

"The channels of news from the merchants' meetings are not only spread across land, but also collect information from the sea."

"So my subordinates want to ask President Morgan to provide us with intelligence support when we act in the future."

Upon hearing this, Sarko understood what his subordinate meant. He wanted to use the news channels of the merchant meeting to collect the traces of the flame bird.

Compared with the headless flies-like search methods of Shadow Church, the Merchants Association is undoubtedly more efficient in collecting intelligence, and those merchant ships sailing at sea are their sources of intelligence.

By then, I will definitely be able to find the trace of the Flame Bird in front of Dick and regain the trust of Lord Ram!

When Sarko's mouth couldn't help but rise when he thought of the scene where Dick failed in his mission and was punished by Lord Ram.

He patted his subordinates on the shoulders hard and said with satisfaction: "Yes, just say it right next time if you have such a good suggestion, don't cough here."

"Don't learn bad things from those hypocritical guys in the Sea God Temple. Our Shadow Church has always been upright in doing things!"

Sarco said as he raised his eyebrows provocatively at Zane.

Zane sneered, too lazy to deal with this idiot.

Seeing this, Sarko thought he had the upper hand in words, and the expression on his face became more and more proud.

"President Morgan, you should be able to meet this little request, right?"

"No problem. As long as Ryan can be defeated, the information from the Chamber of Commerce will be shared with you." Morgan agreed without hesitation.

Sarco slammed the table suddenly and said, "Good! Then I'll have no problem. Our Shadow Church will take this life!"

Zane was startled by the sudden sound of slapping the table, and said sarcastically with an ugly expression:

"A mere deacon, are you worthy of representing the Shadow Church?"

"If Deacon Dick hadn't returned yet, you wouldn't even be eligible to receive the invitation!"

Sarco said tit-for-tat: "I can't represent the Shadow Church, but it's better than you, a waste who may be abandoned by the Sea Temple at any time, right?"

"You!!" Zane's face showed a rare expression of anger.

If it was an ordinary insult, he would naturally not take it seriously. Anyway, Sarko's scolding was like acting coquettish.

However, Sarco used the quick knife of the truth this time, which instantly made Zane break his defense.

"Okay, both of you are relieved, and we will work together next." Morgan said with a smile.

It seemed to be to change the subject, he asked Sarko curiously:

"Dako Deacon is still searching for the traces of the flame birds on the sea?"

"Your information is indeed very well-informed." Sarco first glanced at Morgan in surprise, and then said indignantly:

"That guy didn't know what method he used to gain Lord Ram's trust, and he wouldn't be able to come back in a short time."

Morgan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is that so a pity?"

"What a pity? My strength is not weaker than his. I have a lot of talents under my command. If you can cooperate with me, just have fun!" Sarko said proudly.

"Yes, yes, it's my honor to be with Deacon Sarco." Morgan said in a tone of coaxing the child.

Sarco also took this trick and proudly raised his chin to Zane.

However, Zane's eyes did not focus on him, but stared at Morgan.

As if he had noticed Zane's gaze, Morgan turned his head and said to him:

"Bithale Zane, do you have any requirements?"

Zane shook his head: "I want to listen to the conditions you put forward first. President Morgan has always been fair in his work and should not favor one or the other, right?"

Morgan chuckled, "Of course not, then I'll go straight to the point."

"No need to say much about money. In addition to the one given to the Sea God Temple, the donations you will receive will increase in the future."

"In addition to that, we will allow the Temple of the Sea to preach at will in the ghetto, and you will not be subject to any restraint."

Zane said casually: "What is this condition? We can now be at will in the slums."

Speaking of this, Zane suddenly reacted, immediately sat upright, and looked at Morgan with a bright look.

"Are you agreeing that we set up a parish in a slum?"

Morgan said with a smile unchanged: "I don't have this power, but Viscount West should be happy to let those poor people be educated by the Temple of the Sea."

"As for how you spread your faith in slums, it's not our business, as long as it doesn't affect the commercial and aristocratic areas."

Isn’t this just giving the slums to their Sea God Temple to manage!

A strong joy flashed in Zane's eyes. If the greatest contribution of the Shadow Church was to sacrifice, then the greatest contribution of the Sea Temple was to establish a parish that was completely controlled by them.

Perhaps it was because the royal family had been hit too hard before, and the establishment of a church country has become the obsession of the senior management of the Sea God Temple.

The church country is composed of dioceses, so establishing a parish in the temple of the Sea is a great achievement. Even the test of the alternate saint is whether the towns in settlement can be transformed into dioceses.

If he could establish a parish in Guanhaicheng, the largest city in the southeastern province, even if it was only part of it, this achievement would be enough to make him rise to the top in the Temple of the Sea.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

I can't guarantee anything else that at least one archbishop's position cannot be escaped.

Don’t underestimate the position of the Archbishop. It sounds like it is only one level higher than the Bishop. In fact, the gap between the two is like a gap.

When the Pope and the Blue Bishop did not easily leave the main hall, most of the local power was in the hands of the Archbishop.

Therefore, it is impossible for ordinary church members to be promoted to the position of archbishop. Even though Zane worked hard in Guanhai City over the years and helped the senior officials do a lot of swearing, he never expected that he could become the archbishop.

But as long as he can establish a diocese in the slums of Guanhai City, he will have the opportunity to become an archbishop. How could he not be moved?

Looking at Zane's look of being unconcealed, Morgan struck the railway while it was hot:

"With this achievement, Bishop Zane must not have to worry about being abandoned by the top leaders of the Sea Temple."

"Even if you can't become a senior executive like them with this achievement, they will not easily deal with you, the great hero of the Sea God Temple."

"Is Bishop Zane still satisfied with the conditions I gave?"

Zane nodded subconsciously, then frowned and said:

"Satisfaction is satisfaction, but I remember that the conditions you just proposed to Shadow Church include holding sacrifice ceremony in slums and transferring to underground black markets. Is this a bit inappropriate?"

Without waiting for Morgan to respond, Sarco was unhappy when he heard this.

"Just, this is the condition I discussed with President Morgan. Why do you think it is inappropriate!"

"Just based on the condition given by President Morgan, he is to hand over the slums to our Sea Temple!"

It is about his own interests, and Zane also tore off his elegant disguise and spoke louder than Sarco.

"When will President Morgan hand over the slums to you? He just allows you to preach in the slums!"

"Haha, the high-level dialogue between us humans, of course you, the carp king, don't understand it. I'm too lazy to explain it to you. You should ask your subordinates!"

"Who are you calling the carp king? You are a tooth-grained colored skinned fish!"

"You#x-on:￥&* # !"

Seeing the two of them quarreled louder, Morgan had to slap the table hard.

"Bang bang bang!"

The loud sound of slapping the table overwhelmed the quarrel between Zane and Sarco. When they saw Morgan's face gloomy, they immediately closed their mouths.

There is no way, who let Morgan hold the benefits they cannot refuse.

When Morgan saw these two people so obedient, he showed a completely opposite attitude from before, and he was completely unrestless.

As expected, as he expected, as long as there is enough profit, both the Shadow Church and the Sea Temple will willingly cooperate with him.

In this world, interests are everything!

Morgan looked at the two men with a passionate look and said expressionlessly: "Don't be impatient, you two, actually the two conditions I gave do not conflict."

"Bithale Zane, you should know better than me that only those who have suffered and then received redemption will have a firm faith, and the sacrifice ceremony of the Shadow Church is the suffering that the poor have to suffer."

"After they have experienced all this, you will surely achieve twice the result with half the effort, and the obstacles to building a parish will be reduced a lot."

"As for the underground black market, this place is located underground, and it will not have much impact on your management and missionary."

"What's more, your senior officials are going to cooperate with Shadow Church. It's not a big deal to have an underground black market controlled by Shadow Church in the parish."

Zane's expression was very complicated when he heard these words.

Morgan’s previous words make sense, and he is not unable to accept the Shadow Church’s sacrificial ceremony in the slums.

Anyway, these poor people don’t have other abilities, they can just have children!

Even half of the poor will recover soon.

But the last two sentences are pure nonsense. The Temple of the Sea God will never tolerate Shadow Church controlling the underground black market.

Although the two forces showed signs of cooperation, they both knew that cooperation was just a stopgap measure, and the difference in beliefs destined to separate them from one's own life to the death.

Therefore, the Temple of the Sea God cannot allow the Shadow Church to take root in its own parish, otherwise what is the difference between this and letting Lao Wang sleep next door beside his wife!

The two sides will most likely fight around the underground black market until one of them completely withdraws from the slums.

Thinking of this, Zane glanced at Morgan deeply.

What he could think of was something that this scheming old fox could not have imagined.

In other words, Morgan deliberately gave these two conditions to keep the Temple of the Sea and the Shadow Church busy with fighting, so as to give the Merchants the time to rest and recuperate.

He is truly worthy of being the president of the Shang Mutual Association, which is really admirable.

But this gave him a difficult question, should he agree to this condition?

Zane picked up the teacup with some annoyance, but only tasted the air. He had already drunk all the tea in the cup.

He put down the teacup and glanced at Will, who was dazed in place, with an unhappy expression.

Tsk, why is this guy not worth anything?

Fortunately, he recognized Will very much before, and felt that he and Will had the same hobbies, and he might be able to be a fellow in the future.

As a result, Will couldn't even do the job of serving tea and pouring water, and his emotional intelligence was not very good.

So Zane stretched out his finger and knocked on the table, shouting at Will:

"Will, will the tea in the cup fly over by itself?"

Will heard Zane's shouting and replied blankly:

"Yes, Horror Sihu can fly over by itself."

Zane: "." (This chapter ends)