Chapter 180 : Chapter 180
Touch the clothes?
This request came so out of nowhere that both Lu Zheng and Yi Ning were caught completely off guard.
They scratched their heads, a giant question mark practically rising from their skulls.
Lu Zheng hesitated. “Uh… why do you want to touch our clothes?”
Lester scratched his head, his expression slightly awkward.
He gave Eunice, who had shoved him several steps away, a slight nudge and squeezed back into his original spot.
But instead of directly answering Lu Zheng’s question, he first asked something seemingly unrelated.
“Mr. Lu Zheng, I assume you’ve never encountered the Kir Church before, right?”
Hearing this, Yi Ning lowered her head slightly. Based on Lester and Eunice’s earlier words, after a brief moment of thought, she more or less pieced together what the “Friendly Profit” squad was thinking.
But Lu Zheng still had that confused look.
He blinked in puzzlement and nodded at Lester.
“Yeah, never. But what’s that got to do with anything?”
Eunice promptly shoved Lester aside and once again squeezed in front of Lu Zheng.
“Mr. Lu Zheng, please let me explain.”
“The clothes you’re wearing—those are garments granted by the Great God Kir, straight from the Divine Realm!”
She raised her hands high, looking more than a little overexcited.
Lu Zheng: “?”
Lu Zheng still didn’t quite get it.
The clothes they were wearing were just ones they brought from Blue Star—how had they suddenly become garments blessed by the so-called Great God Kir?
Wait a minute!
Clothes from Blue Star = clothing granted by the Great God Kir…
If that wasn’t a coincidence, then it meant someone had thrown Blue Star clothes onto this planet!
How strange.
Who could have thrown clothes from Blue Star onto this world?
And randomly, no less.
Lu Zheng turned his gaze to Yi Ning.
What a coincidence—he happened to have someone just like that right next to him.
Not noticing Lu Zheng’s subtle shift in expression, Eunice continued explaining excitedly.
To help Lu Zheng understand, she even pushed forward Rupert, the priest in the team, letting a professional from the church explain all about the Great God Kir.
In short, here’s the gist:
A little over a decade ago, the eternal and magnificent Creator, the Great God Kir, granted a “Gate of Kir” to bless their faithful. Through this gate, the God would randomly bestow unknown items: food from the Divine Realm, clothing, ornaments, miraculous tools, powerful artifacts…
Because of the Great God Kir’s boundless generosity, even non-believers might receive blessings.
But that didn’t mean people could act recklessly—blasphemers would be punished. However, the merciful God Kir usually spared lives and instead rained down filthy objects as divine punishment...
The more Lu Zheng listened, the weirder his expression became.
Especially since he’d already guessed some things beforehand, Rupert’s words gave him a strong sense of déjà vu.
Lu Zheng turned to look at Yi Ning, who was also listening, and added a trace of teasing in his tone:
“What does the Great God Kir herself think?”
The evidence was clear.
“Food from the Divine Realm” — probably expired food Yi Ning had thrown away.
“Miraculous tools and powerful artifacts” — discarded inventions from Yi Ning.
“Filthy objects as divine punishment” — her household trash.
The so-called Gate of Kir was, in reality, the trash bin Yi Ning used to dispose of her junk inventions.
And the “Great God Kir” was none other than Miss Yi Ning herself—randomly dumping garbage onto alien worlds without caring about the simple folks who lived there.
But of course, this conclusion was far too outrageous for the friendly locals to comprehend—especially with a devout priest right in front of them.
To avoid being labeled heretics and barbecued on a cross, Lu Zheng used the mental communication tool Yi Ning had given him earlier.
Yi Ning’s expression was also slightly odd.
I became a goddess just like that?!
She had never expected her careless tossing of junk to become divine miracles on an alien planet.
Rupert’s explanation—well, more like a sermon—soon came to an end.
No surprise he was a church professional; his delivery was fluent and engaging. Clearly, he’d put in effort during private training.
He also had a soothing voice, and the calm aura in his words made people feel at ease just by listening.
Too bad the ending was a bit rushed.
Just as Rupert finished speaking, Eunice once again squeezed in front of Lu Zheng, eager to explain why they wanted to touch their clothes.
It was kind of like those “lucky stones” tourists touched at scenic sites.
The “Friendly Profit” team thought, since these were supposedly garments granted by the Great God Kir, maybe touching them could bring good fortune.
Just a superstition, really.
Lu Zheng and Yi Ning were a bit speechless but still nodded in agreement.
So the team split into two groups: Lester went to touch Lu Zheng’s clothes, while Eunice and Rupert touched Yi Ning’s.
“So this is the legendary divine garment?”
They first stretched out their hands cautiously and lightly tapped the fabric, then slowly slid their fingers over it.
The entire process was incredibly careful, as if a little too much force might damage the sacred cloth.
Yi Ning held the edge of her clothes with both hands, watching the two like they were stroking a priceless relic, and sighed.
“No need to be that careful. I’m super rough with it and it’s totally fine. This thing’s quality is actually pretty good.”
She let go with one hand and vigorously rubbed the fabric.
Seeing Eunice and Rupert still hesitating, she simply grabbed Eunice’s wrist and forcibly dragged her hand across the fabric.
Thanks to that, the two finally loosened up a bit, though their touch still carried a sense of reverence.
While feeling the clothes, they couldn’t help but murmur praise:
“No wonder it’s from a god. The fabric feels amazing!”
“This is even better than the dream-spider silk socks I spent almost my entire savings on from that traveling merchant!”
“What incredible stitching—no loose threads at all. Not even tailors who sew for the king could manage this!”
“Well duh, this is a tailor for a god! How can a king’s tailor compare?”
“How was this design printed? It doesn’t even look like dye…”
“…”
Listening to their awed exclamations, Lu Zheng and Yi Ning exchanged glances, their expressions barely hiding their exasperation.
After all, they’d bought these clothes themselves. They knew exactly how much they were worth.
Lu Zheng’s outfit was on the pricier side—T-shirt and pants together cost him under 300 yuan.
As for Yi Ning, excluding her lab coat, her entire ensemble cost under 200 yuan.
Her T-shirt alone was only 30 or 40 yuan.
She bought it just to use a storewide discount coupon—it was purely a filler item.