Father Mavie

Chapter 35
The dark study was very quiet, Fat Ju squatted on the table, not saying a word, not even shaking his tail.

It's still thinking about the power of the gift.

"Okay, don't worry too much, the gods have only come a few days ago? Even if a lunatic and a genius combine into one, it is impossible to develop a machine that can store the power of gifts immediately!"

Ma Wei comforted it and said: "We still have time, although it is not much, but it should be enough."

". How many things have you planned that might happen in the future?" Fat Orange asked solemnly, "Whenever I thought you only planned the next step, you can always make more surprises."

"Take a step and see a hundred steps."

Leaning back in the chair, Ma Wei said lightly: "A wise man is sure to make a mistake. In order not to let myself regret it, I can only enumerate all the possibilities I can think of, and find a way to deal with it in advance, so that when the situation comes When it happens, we can at least stabilize the situation so that we don't lose everything."

"Any accidents in your eyes?"

"There are too many. I can only think about problems based on what is happening now, and it is impossible to predict the future." Ma Wei shrugged: "For example, tonight, who knew that Mrs. Maggie would die? Who knew that Dillock Holmes would appear ? Accidents are inevitable”

"There is one more thing I want to remind you."

Fat Orange said in a deep voice: "Gilbert said that he relied on the oracle to know the coming of the gods, and the god of voodoo, Danbala, sent the oracle through the statues carried by believers. Did the gods also have oracles come down?"

"I know what you want to say."

Ma Wei nodded and nodded: "I said before that the dissemination of information is delayed, and the orders of the major churches cannot be delivered immediately, but after the oracle, all this seems to be no longer a problem."

"Yes, they should discuss countermeasures in the near future." Fat Orange said: "I have sent Mao Mao to monitor several other churches. If there is any movement, we will get the news as soon as possible."

What is the biggest role of the cat and cat army formed by Fat Ju?
Catching mice?
Do not!
It is to obtain information!
Who would doubt a stray cat?
And cats lying on the roof can not only eavesdrop on the owner's conversation, but also monitor every move of residents, gentry and even nobles!
All the information was collected like a river and finally reached Mavie's ears.

This is a huge advantage that other churches do not have!

"All the cats sent out to eavesdrop and monitor have canned food." Ma Wei thought for a while and said, "The reward and punishment system must be orderly and clear."

"You don't need to teach me, I have already arranged everything, you just need to pay for it."

After a pause, Fat Ju added: "I owe you the money, and I will pay it back sooner or later."

"Borrow or not?" Ma Wei smiled bluntly: "Everyone is a member of the church. As a manager, I should pay wages."

"There is a trap in your words."

"What trap?"

"You pay some money now, and don't expect anything in return. Play the emotional card with us. In the future, after the cats can support themselves, it will definitely bring greater benefits to the church. At that time, you will say that I am making money from the cats. Do you want to hand over all the money you get to the church, or keep it for yourself?"

Ma Wei smiled awkwardly, as if his mind had been pierced, coughed twice, got up and said, "Sleep and sleep! What do you say about the family, are you coming to my room tonight or to Junia's?"

"casual."

The next day, at 8 o'clock in the morning.

Mavie sat on the toilet, holding the Ross Daily that had just arrived in the morning, and while reading it, he worked hard to excrete the old eight's favorite food.

Perhaps because it was reported yesterday, there is no news related to the Sunshine Circus in today's Ross Daily, and the headline on the front page is also about the fire at 155 South Street.

Under his strong request, Inspector McMillan completely downplayed the case, and focused all his attention on Dillock Holmes. It is quite normal for a big detective from the capital to solve a murder case. Neither doubted the authenticity of the news, on the contrary
Everyone believed that the truth of the matter was the same as what was reported in the newspapers. With his meticulous reasoning, Dillock Holmes found out the real culprit behind the scenes, and Gilbert Wilkin set fire to abscond after the crime was exposed, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

This is the news that ordinary people see.

It is different from what the top police officers, the major churches, and the nobles heard.

Ma Wei is not worried that he will be exposed, after all, there are cats and cats watching the police station and several other big churches. If the situation is not good, he should have received the news long ago.

No news is the best news.

Boom boom boom!
"Dad! Dad! Come out, Junia is going to the bathroom too!"

The smooth and beautiful morning was ruined in this way. Hearing the screams outside the door, Ma Wei sighed, tore off a few pages from the famous book "Windsor Kingdom Cooking Handbook", wiped his buttocks, and pulled the flush lever , pulled up his pants, and walked out of the toilet.

As soon as the door opened, Junia rushed in hastily.

The little black butt was facing the door, its front paws kept pawing on the floor, as if it was covering something.

Does it stink?
Stirring his nostrils, Ma Wei sniffed around, but he didn't smell any strange smell.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Cecil is preparing breakfast. She is going to fry some slices of bacon and eggs this morning. With the sound of crackling hot oil, the aroma is wafting, and the hungry cats are screaming around Ma Wei. Jump up vigorously.

"Come here. Hey, come here to get the money, and go to the market to buy something to eat!"

Opening the small vault, Ma Wei distributed 5 copper pennies to each cat according to the number of cats, let them hold it in their mouths, and ran to the market to buy meat or freshly caught live fish.

Fortunately, the believers who joined the church yesterday gave a lot of small change, otherwise where would he find so many copper pennies?

"Father, priest!"

When the last cat jumped out of the window, Mrs. Cecil poked her head out from the kitchen: "Don't forget, today is Sunday! You have to teach the children this afternoon!"

Mavie, who likes to play disappearing at every turn, has left a lot of psychological shadow on Mrs. Cecil. On weekdays, she can cope with it a little bit, replacing the duties of the priest and solving troubles for the believers, but today is Sunday. The Church of Truth wants to open the Sunday School and devote one afternoon to free classes for the children of believers, teaching them literacy, arithmetic, and doctrine.

Mrs. Cecil is not good at this, she has a lot of housework to do.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot about it."

After slapping his head, Ma Wei hurried to the study and began to prepare for the afternoon class.

"Aren't you bothering?"

Fat Ju squeezed open the door and walked in quietly: "Even if you don't open the Sunday school, children can still attend classes and learn knowledge in the public free schools opened by the kingdom."

"That's true, but have you ever thought about it?"

While writing, Ma Wei smiled and said, "Is it possible for these children to become the mainstay of the Church of Truth ten years from now?"

(End of this chapter)