Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 145 Ode
"Are you... a new church member?" A man who looked to be about forty years old, with a few white hairs, short stature, and a round face asked the unfamiliar Shi Fei.

"Um... I think so! I heard there is a buffet here... and there are sacrificial activities." Shi Fei almost blurted out the word "buffet".

"That's the Eucharist!" said the round-faced man. "I'm a priest of the Supreme God, responsible for this area! Did someone introduce you to this place? Ordinary people can't find this place!"

At five o'clock in the morning, ordinary people really can't reach this place.

Shi Fei thought for a moment and said truthfully, "During the day, I went to the hospital for insomnia treatment. After the treatment, the doctor gave me a business card with this address on it."

He really had nothing to hide, and it was obvious at first glance that this place was not a shady place.

"So it was Brother Zhen who introduced me." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "Then come over and register briefly."

When Shi Fei heard Fang Yuan say "Brother Zhen", he remembered that the doctor during the day was called Liu Yizhen!
Registration was indeed very simple. Fang Yuan took Shi Fei to a table nearby and asked him to write down his name and mobile phone number on a form.

"That's it! Don't worry about us making harassing calls." Fang Yuan pointed at the other people in the room and said, "We didn't mention anyone. We just registered the number of people to see how many communions we need to prepare."

"You know, the amount of communion prepared will be different if there are more or less people. Since you have joined the church, here! This is for you!" Fang Yuan handed over a thin booklet.

The booklet was printed on 157g coated paper, with "The Most High God loves the world and also loves fish" printed on the front. After opening it, Shi Fei saw an article called "Ode to a Drunken Dream".

[Ah, great god of drunken dreams, you, in the form of an old cat, have woven the illusion of this world in your drunken haze.]

[Your wisdom is as deep as wine, and your dreams are as vast as the ocean. In this illusory world, we follow your footsteps and listen to your teachings! ]

Fish, a divine gift...

Why is this written so bluntly?
"This is..." Shi Fei couldn't help but ask.

Fang Yuan said: "Oh, the sacrifice will begin soon, and everyone will sing the hymn together. The process of the sacrifice is to sing the hymn together first, and then recite the "Drunken Dream" together!"

"Is there also "Drunken Dream Fu"? " Shi Fei turned to the next page and indeed found a "Drunken Dream Fu".

[The vastness of heaven and earth, the mystery of creation. There is a supreme god religion, worshipping the drunken old cat, who is considered the creator of the world, fish as the greatest treasure, and wine as the ultimate truth...]

[…Praise: When the Supreme God arrives, the world begins to open. Fish is the greatest treasure, and wine is the ultimate truth. Life is like a dream, and the intoxication lasts forever. In the intoxicated dream, there will be no disaster forever! ]

[In a drunken dream, there will be no disaster forever! ]

"But... I don't know how to sing odes!" Shi Fei said after reading "Drunken Dream".

"Just sing along and hum the tune!" Fang Yuan said with a smile, "Ode songs don't have a fixed tune, it's just the meaning. It's almost time. If we're any later, the food will get cold and won't taste good."

"..."

Shi Fei had nothing to say, so he just found an empty seat and sat down. He looked around and saw that there were about 20 to 30 people in the room, all playing with their phones out of boredom.

Fang Yuan walked up to the podium and came to the abstract cat symbol. He said to the people playing with their phones below: "Ahem... fellow believers, good morning!"

If it were a normal company morning meeting, everyone below would shout "Good morning" together! But here was a ceremony of the Supreme God, and there were only a few scattered voices below.

"Good morning! Fatty Fang, stop wasting time!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Everyone is hungry!"

"It's already past five o'clock! If we don't start the sacrifice, the Supreme God will be unhappy!"

Fang Yuan was not angry after hearing the following words. He picked up the book in his hand and said, "Let's sing hymns together and praise the great Supreme God. It is because of the Supreme God that we have daily communion and eat delicious fish!"

"After all, the great God tells us that life is just a dream after getting drunk. Don't care so much, just drink!" Others immediately echoed:
"Yes! Praise the Most High God!"

"The Supreme God is so awesome!"

"Drink! Drink! Get drunk to relieve your worries, and drink again when you wake up!"

"Let's sing together! Ah, great god of drunken dreams, you are in the form of an old cat..." Fang Yuan started, and the others started chanting and singing in a noisy manner.

"Ah~Great~Drunken~Dream~"

"Ah, great~drunk dream~"

Shi Fei listened to the noisy noise and found it hard to imagine that this was a sacrificial ceremony for the Supreme God.

No, aren't you being too perfunctory?

The so-called teachings of the Supreme God seem like the drunken talk of a drunkard.

What sacrificial ceremony? Aren’t you guys having some kind of two-spined newt party?
Could it be that this so-called Supreme God Church was created by some rich second-generation who was bored?

So what does he want?
Seeking a sense of participation?
Shi Fei was full of doubts.

The man sitting next to him seemed to be a teacher, wearing glasses and well-mannered. He recited loudly and emotionally, forcing Shi Fei to listen to the whole ode.

"...Fish, fish, you are the supreme being. Only those favored by the old cat can taste your deliciousness. You are the treasure in dreams and the gift in intoxication."

"Life is like a dream, why cling to vanity? Raise your glass, let us meet you in drunkenness. Wine is your gift, a bridge to dreams."

"Oh, God of Drunkenness and Dreams, your teachings are so simple: get drunk, dream. In this illusory world, find your truth. Fish and wine are the gifts you give us, allowing us to be with you in this dream."

"Praise you, God of Drunkenness, may your dreams last forever, and may our intoxication last forever. In this illusory world, we are with you until the moment of awakening."

"We are with you, until the moment of awakening! We are with you, until the moment of awakening!"

The teacher read the last sentence three times in a row with emotion, and then closed his eyes to savor it.

"You read it well, and you can tell it's professional! Are you recalling it?!" Shi Fei gave a thumbs up and praised.

"No, I didn't sleep all night and my eyes are a little dry!" said the man.

"..." Shi Fei said: "You also have insomnia!"

The man said, "If you don't have insomnia, who would get up so early to eat for free?"

"That's true. My name is Shi Fei and I just arrived today!" said Shi Fei.

"My name is Zhou Shumian!" Zhou Shumian opened his eyes and said. Only then did Shi Fei see that he had dark circles under his eyes.

"How long have you suffered from insomnia?" Zhou Shumian asked again.

"I've just been suffering from insomnia these days!" said Shi Fei.

"Oh!" Zhou Shumian sighed and said, "I'm really envious."

What he envied was not the Shi Fei of the present, but the Shi Fei of the past, the Shi Fei who did not suffer from insomnia.

(End of this chapter)