One day in early winter, when the end of the year approached, Zhou Ming and thousands of farmers led by Glen were sent by the lord to the Monastery of St. Marne more than 100 miles south of the territory to do a month-long "love work" for the church.

This form of "love work" is similar to the weekly work done for the lord during busy farming, and is also a voluntary labor method that does not pay, but the service object has become the church.

However, what is incredible is that farmers in all territories are not resistant to this kind of "loved work". Some people even cheered after hearing about caring work. Without the need for any lord urging, they packed their own things and prepared to work in the monastery. They were very active.

After walking for two days, after arriving at the Monastery of St. Marne, Zhou Ming understood why the farmers fell in love with love workers.

Spacious and bright cathedral, clean and tidy accommodation, free hot water from the bathhouse, delicious and hot meals three meals a day...

There are also many priests and monks who show compassion for the heavenly beings, walking among the farmers and praying for these lost lambs, soothe their hearts with warm voices, making this place feel comfortable as heaven... even if the amount of work that needs to be completed every day is not easy.

"Sure enough, there is a reason why the church in this world is above the king. It wins over the hearts of the people. The church has completely left those lords more than a dozen streets!"

This is not difficult to explain why every time the harvest comes, farmers do not store excess grain and bread, but send it to the monastery in one go.

It is not difficult to explain why the old farmers who have been working hard to save for many years have not left the property they have accumulated for their descendants, but donated it all to the church in order to ascend to "heaven".

It is not that these peasants are ignorant or stupid, but that the lords of this world oppress and exploit them so cruelly that they have no sense of security in the private property they own. Instead of being deprived of by the lord by various means, it is better to give them all to the church and seek a spiritual sustenance.

During the break, while following the collective prayer, Zhou Ming saw the extremely pious look of the farmers crawling on the ground. He realized that the enemy who wanted to conquer this world was more terrifying than the lord, which was the church that had almost gained the support of all the people at the bottom.

The power of the people is great, and Zhou Ming has never doubted this. Faced with these peasants who have been brainwashed by the church and are often organized to pray collectively, Zhou Ming knew that it is impossible to shake this power and simply use force.

Not only that, when you see the various exquisite reliefs and colorful patterns painted on the walls and ceilings in the monastery, and the library, all kinds of parchment books filled with them, Zhou Ming knew that the church not only monopolized faith, but also monopolized knowledge and art... and these things are more important than force.

"Knowledge, I need to know the knowledge of this world, the more the better!"

After seeing the library, Zhou Ming, who immediately wanted to "arm" his mind, begged the female monk Mary who was responsible for managing the library. After repeatedly ensuring that the books would not be destroyed, he obtained the consent of the female monk Mary and entered the library.

From the bookshelf, Zhou Ming couldn't wait to read a thick parchment book similar to the Oxford Dictionary.

In the book, no one of these tadpole-like alphabetical characters except a few dozen or so did not recognize the rest.

"I had known this before, I should have asked Mrs. Madeline to teach me some cultural lessons. She knew a lot of words. If she could teach me these pinyin characters, I wouldn't have been confused."

Unfortunately, he made the wrong choice and had no chance to ask Mrs. Madrin for help... He didn't want to meet her son Edward in the castle.

"Child, what are you doing?"

At this time, an old man wearing a gray robe and a kind smile stood quietly behind him at some point.

"Oh, sorry Father Robert, I'm reading this book, I'll put it back right away!"

Zhou Ming knew this old man. He was Father Robert, who stood in front of the altar and prayed while praying these days, while praying.

"No need for children, I see the desire to learn in your eyes. Do you want to know this book?"

Father Robert smiled, his magnetic voice with a pleasing force.

"Yes, priest, I really want to know the beginning of this book, the first page, what does the first paragraph mean?"

Zhou Ming became "urgent" and put the book in front of the priest, looking at him with his eyes intently, hoping that he could help him resolve his doubts.

"The meaning of this passage is: God is above and messengers are below. I would like to declare that the world, at first, the sky is dark, the earth is empty and chaotic, the gods run on the water, and God says, there must be light..."

Father Robert was happy to take this lost lamb to guide him to find his way forward from the religious book "The Book of the Father"...

Time passed quickly.

The whole night passed and the candle was burning to the end. Zhou Ming memorized four hundred words in that night.

"Child, I was surprised by your talent. You only took one night to learn what others would take half a year to learn."

Father Robert said with an angrily look that he has taught many students and some are talented, but he is not as smart as Zhou Ming to understand more than ten pages of the Father's Book in one night.

This child must have a destiny with God, and must be the apostle of God who has been left on earth. This child is even qualified to become his priest.

but……

In the eyes of this child, it seems that he does not have the kind of refuge and piety of God, but is simply interested in those words.

"Dear Father Robert, can I come back tomorrow? Can I learn more from you in the Father's Book?"

Zhou Ming, whose excitement had not yet faded, looked at Father Robert with anticipation and said.

"Yes, kid, as long as you are willing to come."

Robert smiled kindly, as the most devout apostle of God, he would not give up even the most inconspicuous lost lamb, even if this lamb is not pious enough now.

"Thank you, priest, thank you!"

...

For the next half month, no matter how tired he was during the day, Zhou Ming would come to the library on time to ask Father Robert for advice.

In just over twenty days, he could understand the church classic "The Father" with tens of thousands of vocabulary, and recognized more than 90% of the words in it.

"God! This child has so great talent. If he can become a servant who follows me, he will definitely inherit my mantle in the future and pass on my piety and insights to God..."

"but……"

"This child is the son of an ordinary farmer. Even if he inherits my mantle, he will be suppressed and excluded in the church..."

Father Robert was a little moved, but hesitated. Like the knight class, the monk class mainly comes from nobles. There are very few civilians. Only the poorest and remote parishes, those priests from civilians, have a chance to make a name for themselves.

For example, Father Robert himself was born into a declining nobleman who lost his title and worked tirelessly for more than 20 years. He was just a blessing elder. His authority ranks seven or eight in the Monastery of St. Marine, and he was seriously excluded. If Little Ryan...

In the end, Father Robert gave up the idea.

Zhou Ming didn't know that there was an opportunity to change his destiny and had missed him, but he learned a lot of knowledge and obtained a personal note from Father Robert. On the way back to Glen, he felt that he had gained a lot of rewards on the way back to Glen.

"If I have the opportunity to do a love worker in the future, I must ask Father Robert for some questions!"
Chapter completed!