The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

However, Wen Yubai was actually a bit dazed by the barrage of words from this group of people, his mind filled with question marks.

What are you talking about?

Did I do it? Why are you all trying to pin this on me?

What is groundwater? And where does the luminescent mineral come from?

These priests were perfectly fine when I left, how come they turned into masochists when I came back?

I was simply trying to make you suffer, not to give you an epiphany!

And this Mayor Walter! What do you mean by "the guidance of the Holy Son"? What guidance did I give you? I've barely even met you a few times!

As Wen Yubai listened to the later parts, he began to doubt himself.

"188, do I have amnesia, or do I have some kind of sleepwalking disorder?"

Unbeknownst to him, another version of himself was secretly turning bad things into good things.

If one person is wrong, it may be their fault, but if a group of people are wrong, Wen Yubai can't help but wonder if there is something wrong with him.

188 was also stunned by what these people said.

Can you do this?

However, upon closer analysis, it turns out to be quite reasonable.

It carefully considered its words and offered words of comfort:

[Yu Bai, you need to understand that communication between people can sometimes lead to misunderstandings.]

Wen Yubai remained silent for a moment.

Is this what you call a slight deviation?

Just as Wen Yu's white hair was turning gray, Mayor Walter was still talking, becoming more and more agitated as he spoke.

"High Priest, now that His Highness the Holy Son has pointed out the direction for us, our town of Walter and several surrounding towns are eager to receive the protection of the God of Light. His Highness understands this, as he specifically inspected the area during his pilgrimage. Therefore, on this occasion, I, as his representative, earnestly request that the Temple consider our case when planning the branch temples and constructing roads..."

The high priest's smile faltered slightly.

Building a branch temple? Building roads? Does their temple even have such plans?

But judging from Mayor Walter's words, it seemed that the Holy Son had this intention long before he arrived at Northridge.

Thinking of this, the high priest looked at Wen Yubai, only to see him staring intently at Mayor Walter, his eyes filled with disbelief.

This is definitely not unbelievable because of the planning. The Holy Son is the planner, how could he not know about this?

The High Priest thought that Yu Bai must have wanted to keep a low profile, but Mayor Walter saw through his intentions and said it so bluntly, which surprised Yu Bai.

The Holy Son is the face of the temple, and the High Priest naturally wouldn't refuse him.

"Building branch temples and clearing roads are good deeds that spread light and help people, but the temple still needs to consider the specific plans in the long term."

Repairing the main hall and roads, brick by brick, labor by laborer, how much money must have been spent?

The high priest's heart began to bleed at the thought of a large amount of gold coins flowing out.

But for the long-term benefit and the spread of faith, this money should indeed be spent.

Mayor Walter was politely refused, but instead of being disappointed, he put on a fawning smile and spoke sincerely.

"High Priest, we are the most loyal believers of the Light. The Holy Son has devoted himself to our development, how can we sit back and reap the benefits? Therefore, our towns have decided that, regardless of whether we are ultimately considered, we are willing to contribute funds first to build roads and construct a branch temple of the Light! Even if it's just a branch road, it's a token of our goodwill!"

Do you think those towns will suffer losses?

That's a very simplistic view. By taking the initiative, they gained the Temple's favor, which laid the foundation for securing future benefits.

Moreover, given their words and actions, it's highly unlikely that the temple will not choose them. Even if they really disregard their reputation and insist on choosing another town, it doesn't matter.

Those few towns made a big show of it, and the other towns couldn't possibly turn a blind eye. What, the temple chose you, and you didn't express any opinion? That means you're not sincere and not devout.

How could that be?

We'll figure out a way to fix it then, maybe we can repair the roads around the temple, even if it's a bit roundabout, so they can still get a share.

It's simply a matter of making more or less money; Mayor Walter and the towns he leads are unlikely to lose money.

These high priests had also realized this. Having lived most of their lives and seen all sorts of schemes, they knew that Mayor Walter's seemingly selfless statement was actually a calculated move.

But the high priest was not averse to it. Having selfish desires is normal. How many believers in the light do not have their faith in the light for selfish desires?

Besides, the temple has many other expenses, so it's best to avoid spending as much as possible.

Moreover, the high priest could see that although Mayor Walter was shrewd, his intentions were good; he was not acting for his own benefit, but for the development of the town.

Even before the discovery of the glowing ore, Mayor Walter actively cooperated with the Holy Son's work, an attitude that earned him more favor from the High Priest.

However, the high priest did not agree on the spot. The selection of a site had to take into account many factors such as geographical location, transportation convenience, and distribution of believers. It could not be decided hastily based solely on sincerity.

He cleared his throat, acknowledging Mayor Walter's sincerity.

"Mayor Walter, the God of Light has seen your sincere devotion. The Temple will naturally give priority to those areas with the strongest faith and the most active participation. Once a decision is made, we will inform you first."

After listening, Mayor Walter's face showed a satisfied expression. Just as he was about to say something more, a priest stumbled over, his voice filled with extreme surprise and shock.

"High Priest, the Monument of Faith is lit!"

The high priest looked at the newcomer with a puzzled expression. "Isn't the Monument of Faith always lit?"

"No, no, no, this time it's exceptionally bright! High Priest, you must go see!"

His reaction was so intense that those around him couldn't help but cast curious glances.

Seeing this, the high priest also felt a little uneasy.

It's incredibly bright, just how bright?

Then the high priest led his entourage out of the council hall and quickly walked toward the east side of the Prayer Plaza.

By this time, it had gotten dark, and twilight enveloped Sun City.

This also makes the changes to the monument of faith more noticeable. The light veins that originally only extended to three meters have now exceeded halfway and are still extending upwards.

The closer you get to the stone tablet, the more intense the light becomes, making the entire east side of the square as bright as day.

Everyone present stared at the extraordinary sight before them, speechless with astonishment.

After filling the entire monument, the surging light suddenly slowed down, then gradually faded along the crisscrossing patterns on the monument, like a deep breath.

Finally, it stopped at a height of five meters. Although it wasn't as dazzling as before, it had clearly increased significantly in size, and several veins on it were particularly bright.

A trembling voice broke the silence.

The village chief of Stone Village had tears in his eyes, clasped his hands together, and murmured:

"A miracle...this is the divine recognition of the Holy Son..."

Mayor Walter followed closely behind.

But this shrewd and pragmatic mayor was more agitated and outspoken.

"Holy Son, your painstaking efforts and sacrifices have not been in vain. We have all seen them, and the gods have seen them too!"

Wen Yubai: ?

Don't drag me into this again!

His gaze passed over Mayor Walter's shoulder and settled on the crowd not far away.

There stood a striking figure, its icy blue eyes calmly watching him.

The main character is the bottom, Lovin, and he's here too.

Wen Yubai's heart stirred.

Saved.