Chapter 762: The Salvation Plan
Chapter 762: The Salvation Plan
After leaving Lingshan, Wen Rui did not return to heaven or the Lishan floating island base, but continued to wander in Xiniu Hezhou.
Under the close surveillance of the Western Church, the high-altitude reconnaissance drones and small insect reconnaissance robots sent by the Demon Alliance were all wiped out.
Even many spies of the Demon Alliance lurking in major Buddhist temples were caught, so that Wen Rui's control of the intelligence of this continent was interrupted.
Obviously, Western religions attach great importance to the salvation plan and do not want any disclosure. In particular, they are afraid that Wen Rui, an evil god who is extremely hostile to Western religions, will take the opportunity to add insult to injury and ruin the Buddha's plan.
The more the enemy is on guard and the more they try to cover up, the more Wen Rui wants to get involved, even if it means taking a huge risk and putting himself in the game.
The reason is simple. Doing bad things to your competitors is like slaughtering peasants in StarCraft. Making the enemy lose money means you make money.
Wen Rui's destination was Dharamsala, where there was the Norbulingka Temple, the largest temple in the northeast of Xiniuhezhou. The terrain around the Norbulingka Temple was flat and the transportation was well-connected, so many believers who came here in response to the Buddha's call gathered here.
Although Wen Rui knew about the Western religion's "salvation" plan in advance, the channel through which he obtained the information was just a patchwork of fragments passed on by spies lurking in the major Western religion temples.
He wanted to see with his own eyes what this "salvation" plan was all about, and then, based on the results of his investigation, figure out what kind of trouble he could cause without losing his merits.
When he arrived in Dharamsala Province, Wen Rui had already detected the existence of underground wormholes from the ultrasonic reflection radar under his feet.
The tunnel dug by the Demon Mosquito has extended to the hinterland of Xiniu Hezhou. Judging from the direction of the tunnel, the target is the Norbulingka Temple.
All the mortals and animals in the Southern Continent have been dehydrated and taken away by Wen Rui. The entire southern part of the prehistoric world, including the four seas, has become a life-forbidden zone.
After several rounds of reconnaissance, the Demon Mosquito Legion has confirmed this information. They cannot capture any living creatures except cockroaches and rats when attacking the south.
The construction of the underground tunnel to Nanzhanbuzhou had been stopped long ago, and all the tunnel worms were transferred to the direction of Xiniu Hezhou. The activity of the swarm gradually increased as the coverage of the underground tunnel expanded.
Along the way, Wen Rui had seen several groups of travelers who were suddenly hunted by magic insects that emerged from the ground. Regardless of gender, age or status, their final fate was to be dragged into the cave by the magic insects while screaming, and disappear into the deep underground.
In this regard, Wen Rui just watched coldly and did not help. He just silently recorded the movements of the magic mosquitoes and marked the areas occupied by the magic mosquitoes on the map to provide guidance for the Demon Alliance to send troops to clear out the magic mosquitoes in the future.
When Wen Rui arrived at the Norbulingka Monastery, before he even saw the temple buildings, he saw a sea of people surrounding the temple. There were countless tents densely packed on the plain outside the temple.
Most of the Western religious believers in the northeastern part of the state who were fortunate enough to escape the hunting of the devil mosquitoes were concentrated in an area of more than ten miles in radius, where they built a city of tents.
Wen Rui controlled the immortal-level nanorobots in his body and started plastic surgery, changing his appearance into a ragged, skinny and ugly man, and blended into the crowd.
After only spending half a day in this city of tents, Wen Rui had a general understanding of the situation.
Nearly 300,000 people gathered around Norbulingka Monastery.
Those who camped outside were all common people, and only a very small number of princes and nobles were qualified to enter the temple and listen to the Buddha's teachings up close on the day of the Buddha's appearance.
But the qualification to enter the temple is not only based on noble status and pure bloodline, but also requires offering all their wealth, including gold, silver, jewelry, food, supplies and water. Those who refuse to offer everything, even nobles, will not be allowed to enter by the monks of Norbulingka Temple, who used to look up to nobles.
Some nobles who were proud of their status became angry and tried to force their way in, but the monks were merciless and beat those unruly nobles and their guards to death on the spot.
This rule is not for the final plunder before doomsday. The food and clean water donated by the nobles will be distributed to the civilians camping around the temple. Although each person receives a small quota, it is enough for them to maintain basic survival needs while waiting for the Buddha to appear.
After all, it is a temporary large refugee camp. This makeshift tent city has no production capacity at all and relies entirely on the supplies allocated by the temple to operate.
The civilians risked their lives all the way to reach Norbulingka Monastery in the sandstorm, and had already used up the supplies they had stored when they set out. However, the princes and nobles were more prepared and brought supplies far beyond what they needed for the journey. However, their supplies were taken away by Norbulingka Monastery in this way and redistributed to the civilians.
Caravans of nobles and brigades of commoners continued to arrive, and in this way the temple managed to support the hundreds of thousands of believers who came for pilgrimage.
Obviously, this method of living off the resources is not a long-term solution. In the opinion of the bystander Wen Rui, doing so is just to allow these believers to live until the moment when the Buddha saves all living beings.
This idea was originally Wen Rui's guess, but when the monks in the temple began to distribute simple weapons such as sticks, slings, and javelins to the believers outside the temple, he became more certain that he was absolutely right.
The prerequisite for achieving soul refuge through the Buddha's salvation is death, but the way of death is limited by the teachings of Western religions and one cannot die casually.
For example, you cannot try to find relief through suicide.
In Western religious teachings, suicide is also a violation of the precept against killing. The person who commits suicide will fall into hell for "severing the cause and effect" and suffer the endless pain of "fire from above to below, fire from below to above".
Even if the Buddha appears in spirit, he cannot save the souls of those who committed suicide.
Although the Mahayana Western teachings exclude "giving up one's body to feed a tiger and cutting one's flesh to feed an eagle" from suicide and consider it a manifestation of great compassion, it only counts as "fearless giving" when one has realized the state of no self and whose motive is purely to save all sentient beings.
Among the ignorant believers in the camp outside the temple, I am afraid that not even one out of ten thousand can reach this level of thought.
If they take the initiative to feed the evil mosquitoes, they will be regarded as violating the precepts of "suicide" and will not be able to enjoy the treatment of being liberated and go to paradise.
Therefore, weapons were distributed to weak mortals, and warrior monks were sent out to train them in how to fight against the evil mosquitoes, allowing them to sacrifice themselves heroically in the name of protecting the law. This allowed them to die and also increased the chances of their success in being saved.
The thin man that Wen Rui transformed into also received a stick. Not only him, even the children who were not as tall as the wheels of the car received weapons and training.
According to the monks' propaganda, fighting to the death with the evil mosquitoes to protect the Buddhist temple is the most glorious, fearless and selfless feat in the world. Even if one unfortunately sacrifices his life, he will surely be reborn in paradise.
The common people who can travel thousands of miles to come here, regardless of their level of cultivation, have a strong degree of faith. Under the encouragement of the monks, they are like chicken blood, and firmly believe that they can obtain the supreme blessing of Buddha's power, eliminate demonic obstacles, and establish unparalleled Buddhist merits.
(End of this chapter)