The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle Chapter 346 - 346 234 The Newly Created Person

346: Chapter 234: The Newly Created Person 346: Chapter 234: The Newly Created Person “Life’s journey,” he thought, “how many tears must it take to complete.”

“Can I look forward to the far horizon,”

“Together we fly, the newly created.”

The lodious singing gently coaxed Su Qi’s eyes open.

Sunlight warmly scattered across the ground, inside the church’s bright space, where over a hundred people sat cross-legged, dressed in pure white garnts, barefoot, sitting on the floor.

Their bodies swayed with the rhythm of the song, their expressions dazed, contentedly rocking.

And standing at the center was a lady playing the violin, on her tiptoes, with a faint smile on her face, leading everyone in singing the catchy tune.

At this mont, Su Qi, too, wore white clothing.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling sothing strange throughout his body.

He slowly reached out his hand, pulling open the garnt over his chest.

There was a distinct black stripe on his chest.

It radiated from the center of his chest, spreading outward, with clear black veins pulsing.

Su Qi paused montarily.

For the singing had suddenly stopped, and as he slowly lifted his head, the hundred-odd people around him all turned their gaze towards him.

Or, more precisely, towards the black stripe on Su Qi’s chest.

Their looks were calm, an alien feeling transmitted through them.

“Your gazes…

are a bit too intense,” Su Qi comnted, noting that at least seventy of the hundred believers were male, though there were also old folks and children mixed in.

“There’s sothing wrong with your body.”

An elderly man slowly raised his finger, pointing at Su Qi, his face mystical, his withered mouth moving.

“That black stripe is a terrible sickness…” a middle-aged woman also spoke softly, her figure plump, her expression serene.

“People who get sick…” a little boy next to her tilted his head, “die.”

It was broad daylight, a brightly lit church, their eyes fixated on Su Qi in the silent space, yet an involuntary chill arose.

Facing so many stares, Su Qi, however, did not panic.

Looking at the black stripe on his chest, he indeed felt an evil aura emanating from it.

“Seems like a serious illness indeed.”

He earnestly addressed the crowd, “Is it too late to take so digestive tablets now?”

“No dicine will work.”

“We all suffer from the sa fatal illness.”

The woman with the violin turned around and slowly untied her clothing at the back.

There were…

Large patches of black spots, like poisonous insects rooted in her veins, seemingly integrated with her flesh and blood.

At the sa ti,

The rest of the people also began revealing parts of their bodies covered with black stripes.

“Alright…

that guy doesn’t need to remove his pants, that’s a bit too much black,” Su Qi remarked lightly, “So now I see, we’ve all gathered here because of the sa terminal illness.”

“No…”

The woman before him, however, shook her head, “Everyone who cos to this world…

is stained with such a cruel illness; we are all people on the brink of death.”

Su Qi’s brow twitched slightly.

“Everyone who cos to this world?”

He did not inquire further.

“But you needn’t worry,” she revealed a smile, “there is a way to resolve all of this.”

“As long as you follow the Venerable’s instructions.”

At that mont,

Everyone stood up, each clad in white, with heads bowed and a sincere smile.

Su Qi also slowly rose to his feet.

He wasn’t too fond of this white attire, but for the mont he apparently couldn’t use his liquid tal, though he felt no other limitations.

“What follows is to go with them to the place of baptism.”

The woman smiled gently, her violin strings gently vibrating again, and the beautiful lody resud.

Su Qi gave her violin a glance, then returned his gaze.

Stepping out from the church’s main door, the middle-aged man patted Su Qi’s shoulder, “Don’t worry, as long as you follow the instructions properly, you will survive, and soon…

you’ll find life here to be very happy.”

“How happy?”

The middle-aged man paused, “You’ll experience a sense of complete peace, sothing you couldn’t feel in the outside world amidst the strife and conflict.”

Su Qi walked outside.

There, too, were many people in white, their faces beaming with joy, walking together on the street, clean and warm.

This was just another town.

The Sky Do was no different from other worlds.

“By the way, what did you an by ‘everyone who cos to this world’ earlier?” Su Qi inquired lightly.

The middle-aged man slowly looked at Su Qi,

“Every three months, due to the arrival of the baptism day in our world, many sinful people fall from the Ten Thousand Realms, entering here.”

“Sinful people?”

“Yes, many here carry extrely heavy sins.

Upon arriving in this world, the illness of sin appears like a burrowing worm, erging to reveal each person’s terminal illness.”

Su Qi waved his hand dismissively, “Don’t talk nonsense, I’m a good person.”

“You can deceive others, but not your own heart,” the middle-aged man pointed at Su Qi’s chest, “We are all deeply sinful, and only through baptism, only through the Venerable, can we cleanse our sins.”

Speaking this line, especially when ntioning the Venerable, the man’s hands ca together involuntarily, and he even bowed deeply with devotion.

Su Qi narrowed his eyes.

He had seen scenes like this before, all cultists.

The people continued walking, chatting and laughing along the way, despite the lack of substance in their conversations, all about where to pick flowers today, what to refurbish, and how long to pray to the Venerable.