Chapter 1500: Arrival of the Saint

Chapter 1500 -489: Arrival of the Saint

“Old man, here is your son’s compensation.”

The New Dynasty Elegance handed a thick envelope marked with ICE to Powell, who had been saying at the mall that his son was killed in battle but couldn’t receive compensation.

New America’s soldiers are mostly contract workers under Military Science and Lazarus’s military security, and the contract does have clauses regarding compensation. If confirmed as killed in action, according to the clauses, his family can receive an equivalent of 400,000 US Dollars in cash, plus the soldier’s salary and other benefits, totaling around 600,000.

But the appeal of statistics lies in the definition rights; you claim your son died in battle, do you have evidence?

Missing doesn’t count.

Dead on a stretcher doesn’t count, dead in a hospital doesn’t count. Even on the battlefield, if shot and the head is blown off, as long as not dead instantly, it doesn’t count; even if dead instantly, without witnesses it doesn’t count either. Black people can’t get it, Mestizos can’t get it, immigrants can’t get it, undocumented people can’t get it.

It also depends on connections, as the quota for compensation depends on whether one can be selected for the criteria, preferably knowing a senior officer who can put in a word.

In the end, truly receiving compensation is one in a hundred, with only one out of several hundred, and this person’s parents are likely senior executives within the corporation, ordinary people should just dream on.

Otherwise, why would normal European and American families never consider going to the recruitment office?

So, Powell who hit a wall everywhere had long given up on New America, like many others like him.

These days, New Dynasty Elegance has been helping him contact ICE headquarters, confirming his son’s identity as a Military Science soldier. Now holding the heavy envelope, Powell was still somewhat incredulous.

He tore open the envelope in two or three moves, pulling out a thick stack of US Dollars, contracts, and a letter of gratitude.

It’s naturally impossible for the amount to equal 600,000 Orokin, a well-determined effort could bankrupt Lin Miao.

The stack of US Dollars was only 20,000, not a lot, but Powell never expected to actually receive this money.

The content of the gratitude letter expressed condolence for his son’s sacrifice, seemingly ordinary at a glance, but for the father of a sacrificed soldier, this is the nation acknowledging his child’s dedication.

In a cold world of solitude, the letter felt exceptionally heavy in Powell’s hand, his eyes watered, and tears burst forth.

And the remaining contract stated that due to tight funds, ICE couldn’t fully pay the outstanding compensation owed to Military Science, so the remaining money would be recorded in ICE’s specialized account in digital form, which could be directly used to purchase all services from Horizon Corporation.

Food, medical care, prosthetics, and some civilian equipment are available, and even an apartment can be purchased under Horizon Corporation’s name, basically ensuring a worry-free retirement.

Regardless of whether this contract can truly be implemented, just the thought is enough to deeply move this old man’s heart. He wept as he approached to hug New Dynasty Elegance.

“Thank God, thank the priest.”

Christians like to attribute everything to God, which is very annoying for kind-hearted people; but if you’re a priest or part of the church, his gratitude won’t go to God but to you. ℯℯ𝘭.

This is the benefit of stealing divine power and gaining scriptural authority.

New Dynasty Elegance gently soothed the old man’s back, and this scene was naturally observed by others in the community. Although they didn’t know what old Powell and the priest were talking about, that thick stack of US Dollars was undeniably real!

They were surprised, shocked, with mixed emotions, unable to control their legs as they gathered around. As more people gathered, New Dynasty Elegance naturally wouldn’t miss the opportunity to spread his teachings.

Because religion is rooted in reality; people need to eat, no Bible compares to the impact of cash.

As for local congregations?

Haha, anyway, all are God’s lambs, wouldn’t matter which denomination one believes in, right?

Anyway, it costs nothing, might as well believe a little.

After all, I’m not betraying God, right? Just listening isn’t a crime.

Christians are only accountable to God, not to your prophets.

The only concern is the violent gangs under the prophets of these denominations. As New Dynasty Elegance attracted the attention of others in the community, they had already gone to call for backup.

Soon, seven or eight armed cultists drove into the community from outside, wearing weird clothing, aggressively holding rifles and pistols.

Those originally surrounding New Dynasty Elegance all scattered like seeing the plague, hurriedly returning to their homes, locking doors tightly, stealing a peek only through the cracks of windows.

Powell, seeing this, though afraid, clutched the letter of gratitude, gritted his teeth wanting to approach those judges to plead for New Dynasty Elegance, but New Dynasty Elegance stopped Powell.

“Go back inside, don’t worry about me.”

Powell bravely said,

“You helped me and my child, I can’t…”

“A person with faith does not fear death. I will use truth to persuade these lost lambs.”

Powell thought New Dynasty Elegance was some fanatic, driven mad by belief in the Bible.

But in the next second, clatter—

He saw New Dynasty Elegance take a steel chain from behind his waist, using it to bind that unusually large Bible, and then attach several golden steel angled fixtures to the four corners of the Bible.