The presidential residence in South Luzon is also known as the Double Cross Gate. The name has no religious significance, simply because two stone crosses are erected on either side of the road outside the gate of the residence. But it's barely a cross, but it has that outline.

In fact, it was originally a door—a tall, wide stone gate that belonged to the largest cathedral in the area. But after Li Zhen turned into a meteor and hit the "core" hard, and suffered several waves of saturation bombing, this place, like the rest of Zamboanga, was in ruins.

The church has long since ceased to exist, and only the two frames of the main door and the short lintel remain. There is a reason why these two cross pillars should be kept in front of the presidential residence—the same reason why the presidential residence was built in the southernmost part of the southern capital, next to the sea.

That year, the quarantine zone came, and another species woke up in the Philippines. In a short period of time, the species transformed a large number of ordinary humans into xenomorphs, driving the waves of refugees towards the Imperial army station. In peacetime, the Imperial garrison may still be able to fight, but the problem is that a barrier is passing through the barracks, and the Imperial soldiers are suffering countless casualties, and they are still too busy to take care of themselves.

So after symbolic resistance, the surviving Imperials also scattered. At that time, the island was in chaos, and only the vicinity of the executive stationed there was a slight amount of safety. Not because of how good they are, but because they are fortunate not to be in the path of the xenomorph army.

Zhang Kesong was also there at that time, and he had not had time to return to the empire. Li really made her sad not to say goodbye, but she never understood what went wrong.

But at that time, no matter how sad it is, you have to receive it from the bottom of your heart. Because after a month, they realized that they were almost the last force of the empire to leave in the Philippines. Many refugees have gathered near their homes to ask for help. Teng Anhui is not a cold-hearted person, and neither is Zhang Kesong. Coupled with the fact that the xenomorph army had moved towards this side after sweeping the northwest, they had to move with a large group of refugees.

At the beginning of the advent of the barrier, it was quite unstable. Sometimes it didn't move for days on end, and sometimes it flowed like a puddle of water in a day—it really looked like a puddle of water then, not like it looks like a wall like it is now.

It's hard to see the change in that thing - the time you actually see it is almost when someone around you stumbles in and dies. In fact, at the beginning of the Great Chaos, the vast majority of the people on this island did not die at the hands of species or xenomorphs. Rather, he died in those fickle barriers that devour human flesh like the devil.

At times like these. Zhang Kesong ignored the words of the imperial man who had warned her. She began to use her abilities frequently, trying to find her way through the twin onslaught of xenos and the barrier.

There was no way she would have survived using her abilities so frequently. But with the advent of the barrier is the opportunity for "evolution". "Fluctuations" magnified her strength, and she was lucky enough to survive.

After surviving the first three difficult months, she has become a true "prophet" to her followers. On at least three occasions, she has led refugees out of the quarantine zone, which has changed dramatically. The most thrilling time was when she was even swept past by the thing and her hair was shaved.

That's why. Her fame spread far and wide. Many people know that there was an imperial prophet in the south. As long as you follow her, you can save your life, and you don't have to worry about aliens or killing people from invisible devils. As a result, her team grew larger and larger, and even became 100,000 people at its peak.

100,000 people. One by one, they stood on the flat ground, and even took a helicopter into the sky without seeing the edge.

This means that she needs to "see" a larger area and expend more brain power.

In fact, at first, she just wanted to escape with the people near the station. She never imagined that things would come to this point - more than once the thought of someone sneaking away had crossed her mind. Because the burden of 100,000 lives is too heavy and heavy, and it is simply not something she can bear.

However, every time she made up her mind that she was determined to escape, she would think of the dead Li Zhen, the place he had defended with his life. The people who are now under her wings were also protected by him. Thinking about it, she suddenly felt that these people had become some kind of bond again—through them, she could also find him.

And so she held on.

The refugees were not all civilians, and there were scattered Imperial troops. The once proud Imperial soldiers did not expect that a woman would save them—they had thrown away their guns, helmets on their heads, and ripped off their uniforms to blend into the crowd as deserters, only to see themselves on the cusp.

So a former major brigade commander led dozens of people under his command to find Zhang Kesong and their executive officers, and expressed his willingness to contribute.

This is a relief in the snow - because neither she nor Teng Anhui has experience in managing 100,000 people. Although the refugees only want to die and have to find their own way of eating and drinking, the 100,000 undisciplined, chaotic birds always have a way to drive people to the brink of collapse.

As a result, more former deserters were called up, the 100,000 men were militarized, and even some young and strong young men were selected to join the army.

Such a group barely lasted for another half a year, during which time it fought several battles with the xenomorphs. But without logistical supplies, they are no match for the xenomorph army, and all they can do is flee for their lives.

Finally, after three months, they seemed to be on a dead end - they were forced to go near the ruins of Zamboanga. There are xenomorphs on three sides, and behind them is the vast Pacific Ocean.

Desperate locals have come to worship Zhang as a god, and for four nights, thousands of people have knelt in front of her temporary shelter and asked her to save them.

It's a desperate trust. Both Zhang Kesong and Teng Anhui knew that if she told those people this time that she couldn't do anything. Then those people will be driven by desperation to do terrible things - because if we are going to die eventually, why should we die after giving us so much hope?

Therefore, Zhang Kesong did one thing after the last thing.

She made a "strong observation".

There are only three known prophets in this world, and the number is pitiful. And one of them never shows up, and the other is part of the enemy. Therefore, Zhang Kesong does not know whether the other two also have this ability of hers.

She used to be "observing"—her own understanding, to see what the future holds, and then to choose the one with the greatest possibility, to seek good fortune and avoid evil—which was a passive choice.

This time, however, she made an active choice. She jumped out to "see" and saw several possibilities. However, this was not enough, so she jumped further. Continue to "look". And see more possibilities in those possibilities.

The number of "possibilities" increased exponentially, and after only four consecutive "jumps", she realized that those possibilities had reached the limit of her control.

So she stopped and looked at the "future" with God's eyes. She chooses only the kind of future she wants. And then pick them out and fix them – she wondered how she did it. However, she can do it - these details of what "maybe" happen gradually weave a reality that "must happen".

After doing all this. She was in a coma for three days. The people waited anxiously and desperately outside her dwelling, so Teng Anhui had to announce like a god stick that the Prophet was trying to save them with all his mental strength.

After the third day. Zhang Kesong woke up. Teng Anhui told her that the xenomorphs and species had arrived at the ruins of Zamboanga, and that they would pounce in half a day at most. He wanted her to flee across the sea, leaving him alone to bear the wrath of the people and die with them.

But Zhang Kesong looked at the desperate Teng Anhui, listened to the shouts from outside, and smiled.

"I'm ready for everything," she said. I will overcome them. ”

Teng Anhui looked at this haggard but energetic girl in surprise, and he didn't know if she was confused and talking nonsense.

However, Zhang Kesong had already used a long sniper rifle beside him as a crutch, supported himself to stand up, and walked outside the house.

When people saw her in the morning light, they all fell silent. With his back to the sun, Zhang Kesong raised his rifle like a scepter, and said loudly: "I'm going to destroy them - who's going to follow me?" ”

In fact, she didn't wait for anyone to reply, and walked straight forward. She was bathed in the morning light, and the shawl on her body danced in the breeze, like Aya Luo on her flying body. People saw unprecedented composure and confidence on her face, so they were separated by her like sea water, and followed her silently and invariably.

By the time they reached the settlement, the xenos had already whistled up clouds of smoke and dust from the distant horizon.

People still couldn't help but retreat back in fear, leaving Zhang Kesong alone to stand at the forefront.

The xenos finally approached—those with better vision could already see the scraps of meat from the mouths of the monsters at the front and the saliva pulled into silk threads in the wind. There is another species among them, which is engulfed by xenomorphs, and it also pounces on them fiercely.

However, at the moment when it saw Zhang Kesong, a little human being, it suddenly stopped its feet and paused in a daze.

Because it felt the crazy psionic fluctuations in that human being—the fluctuations almost tore apart heaven and earth, time and space, and almost tore apart its soul!

For the first time since the resurgence, it felt daunted.

But the xenomorphs are ignorant and unafraid. They jumped high and flew down towards Zhang Kesong.

That's when it happened. Just when the people behind her covered their eyes because they couldn't bear it, began to cry because of fear, and collapsed to the ground because of despair, Zhang Kesong raised the "scepter" in his hand and said, "Let there be light." ”

And so there was light.

In front of her, a bright white light spread across the earth.

Everyone is familiar with this light—not the light when the world opens, but the light when the barrier appears.

Without any suspense, the xenos slammed into the barrier in front of the prophetess, and in an instant they disappeared without even a howl.

After losing at least a few hundred xenospecies, the startled species finally stopped their progress. It's separated from the crowd by a barrier. It can't contaminate the humans behind it into xenos. And the barrier in front of Zhang Kesong was extremely wide and tall, and it couldn't think of any way to get around.

Not to mention...... It was shocked by the amount of strength of the other party—it didn't even know if the barrier was created by accident, or if it was created by the crazy fluctuating psionic energy on the other party's body!

The species walked to the front of the isolation zone and looked at Zhang Kesong. It had slender limbs, black hair that floated in the air like a cloud of smoke, hideous bone spurs, and blood-red, thin-pupiled eyes. But the prophetess looked at the monster with no fear. Because her loved one had killed a being a hundred times more powerful than it here, she was not afraid of it at all.

The species had no choice but to turn away.

The people behind Zhang Kesong, from despair to shock, and then from shock to ecstasy, couldn't help but laugh loudly or cry loudly.

At this time, however, they saw the prophetess once again raise her scepter. So they all shut their mouths tightly.

They heard Zhang Kesong say again: "You have to atone for your sins." ”

The species that had already walked away turned to look at her in surprise. So this one glance became the last glance.

Sword-like white light fell from the sky. It falls on those kinds. Its tall body vanished in an instant, along with hundreds of xenomorphs around it. The white light spread out like a bomb at a rapid pace, and it only took one breath to see the vast plain in front of him. I can't see any more alien figures.

This is nothing short of a miracle. It must have been a miracle—everybody thought so.

Because they didn't know what kind of force could wipe out the plain that stretched out as far as the eye could see. Humans can't do such a thing. Only gods can do it.

The prophetess passed out in a landslide of cheers, and Teng Anhui caught her before she hit the ground. People cheered to make way for her, just as Moses had parted the Red Sea. The people in ecstasy looked at her with concern and awe. Countless people began praying for another miracle to restore her health.

However, Teng Anhui was not worried-because the moment he caught her, he saw Zhang Kesong open one eye slightly, and said in a clear voice: "Tell them that I have overdrawn myself." ”

In fact, in the days before, when she saw the expressions on the faces of the people outside the door and heard their whispers, she had realized the mistake she had made in the past - she was too good to them. Giving blindly does not always lead to good results, especially when dealing with a group of desperate people. Once they get used to being dependent on her, they take that habit for granted.

If one day she disappoints them, they may turn into giant monsters and turn their heads to devour her. She couldn't do everything for them, she had to make them fear her. In this end-time situation, religious words and deeds will send her to the altar where she can rest.

She knew it might be time to "trap" these people through a more mature and standardized model. Only then will they feel at ease.

It was from this day that the barrier began to gradually become stable within the confines of the entire worldly realm. They shrink, grow higher, and eventually divide the Earth into large and small natural areas.

Zhang Kesong didn't know if it was because she had used "strong observation" - she had gone to great lengths to get the two strips to appear in the area she wanted, ending the crisis beyond the ruins of Zamboanga. She didn't know exactly what kind of force would allow her to manipulate something as terrible as the Barrier, but she knew that it was the first and last time she had used the Barrier's terrifying force. Because after that, their vitality seems to have been absorbed by their own "strong observation".

It's as if they're dead.

In fact, she had a strong premonition. Almost everyone has had a hunch. However, the prophet's premonition is different from that of ordinary people—Zhang Kesong feels that the premonition is like substance, which can be seen and touched. It's a pity that she can "see", but she can't see clearly; I can "touch", but I can't touch it. She only vaguely realized that the price to be paid for using the power of that "strong observation" did not seem to be just her own spirit, nor was it just the "vitality" of the barrier. There must have been something bigger, more macroscopic, but that was beyond her comprehension.

The feeling frightened her, like a child inadvertently throwing a flaming match into the warehouse where the fireworks were kept. Then there was a loud bang in the warehouse, but the boy didn't know what terrible thing he had done.

She finally understood why the mysterious prophet of the empire had to warn herself to use the power of "observation" carefully......

It doesn't seem to be something that should be in the hands of humans in the first place.

The rudiments of the Republic of Southern Luzon thus appeared on the ruins of Zamboanga. At that time, Zhang Kesong lived on the ruins of a former church, where he built a simple shack. Many people gathered from far and wide in awe, just to catch a glimpse of her. Later, even this ruin was given a sacred meaning by those who became superstitious because of fear.

Eventually, the President's Mansion was built here, because it was believed that if there was another desperate day, miracles might still happen here. (To be continued......)