The dim basement, smoke swirling.
A few people concealed beneath the lights and smoke, the atmosphere tense.
Finally, an old man, unable to bear this atmosphere, knocked on the table: "Why is this happening? Aren't all the core figures of those new believers our own people?"
Opposite him, an old woman coughed, flicked an ash, and said disdainfully:
"So what, have you personally seen the missionaries of the Rebirth Sect?
That group of lunatics doesn't care whether you're devout or not. As long as you say the words, you're a believer, baptized, then you're a believer, you can enjoy various benefits, even finding a job becomes much easier, all good jobs too.
In this situation, not to mention leading people; even their believers' own mothers wouldn't work!
After those believers die, they appear in their relatives' dreams for several consecutive nights.
