Chapter 360: The Salvation Army Never Fears Death
Coming on an iron bed goose?
Take out the cute girl?
What a mess......
Shen Feng frowned, a little unsure what the situation was.
Listening to the description of this prophecy, the savior of this world is completely a pervert, and he is a Lori control......
He looked up at the Witch Tower and asked:
What exactly does this prophetic psalm mean? What iron bed? Is it a bed made of iron? ”
Although Wu Ta recited the prophetic poem in a lame way just now, Shen Feng used English for this inquiry, and it blended the accents he had learned from those pirates in the past few days.
"What iron bed?" Wu Ta was stunned for a moment and asked, "This prophetic poem is in the language of the ancient Far Eastern Continent, and I don't really understand the meaning of it, but I only know that this sentence means that the savior will return one day." ”
Shen Feng nodded slightly, and instantly realized that although Wu Ta spoke in Chinese, he memorized the syllables by rote.
After an unknown number of people have passed on by word of mouth, many syllables of this so-called prophetic poem are obviously inaccurate.
He pondered for a moment, and already understood the meaning of those prophetic poems just now:
The Savior will finally return to lead mankind to remove ignorance and save the world, and he will come in an iron ship, at the bottom of the sea...... Breathe at the bottom of the sea!
In this way, everything makes sense.
Shen Feng couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.
It doesn't matter to others, but he himself understands that as the savior of the original world, he is also the savior of this world, and he came by iron ship!
The Battleship Hope is a metal ship, which can also be called an iron ship!
Did the people of this world prophesy his coming?
What does it mean to just breathe at the bottom of the ocean in the last sentence?
Shen Feng then shook his head and put the thought aside.
If the people of this world had predicted his arrival, there were only two possibilities, one was the prophecy of the Whisperer, and the other was the prophecy of Shen Feng of this world.
But more likely, it should be a coincidence.
It is the good wish of the Salvation Army soldiers of this world for the return of the Savior.
After all, the phrase "breathing at the bottom of the sea" sounds more like describing an undersea person.
"Is there anything else in the prophetic poem?" Shen Feng asked towards the Wu Tower.
Wu Ta's little face turned red and said:
"The Oriental language used in the prophetic poems is so profound that I have only memorized a few passages, but the other veteran troubadours should have mastered the whole poem, and when they get to the place where the holy corpse market is located, they will naturally find other troubadours to ask for clarification."
Shen Feng nodded slightly, Chinese is not so easy to learn.
Seeing that he couldn't get anything else from this young girl troubadour, Shen Feng opened the opening of a microphone and said inside:
"Bring Cherry."
The ship has no electronic communication equipment, but it does have a relatively old sound transmission system, which can transmit sound to other cabins through specially constructed metal pipes in the captain's cabin.
Soon, there was a knock at the door, and Old Bill and a few pirates dragged the pale and frail Cherry in like dead dogs, and threw him on the beautiful Persian carpet.
"Captain, the man has been brought." Old Bill tried to control his gaze from looking around the captain's room at this time, and saluted Shen Feng and said.
The other pirates couldn't bear it anymore at this time, and secretly looked at the luxurious furnishings around them, and their eyes were about to pop out.
This level of decoration, and those treasures that they know to be priceless at a glance, let alone see, they have never even heard of it!
Although they had long understood that the captain of the ship was unfathomable, it was only after seeing these treasures that they realized that the existence of the captain was even far beyond their imagination!
These pirates themselves were the first to follow Shen Feng, and they had already been branded by Shen Feng, so they naturally did not have any greedy thoughts at this time, but respected Shen Feng even more.
And the troubadour Witch Tower was here, and looking at her reddish cheeks and slightly hot appearance, it was obvious that something indescribable had happened with the captain.
Even such a noble existence as a troubadour can be subdued, and the captain's strength is simply not something they can guess.
Shen Feng's gaze swept over the faces of several pirates, and he had already guessed almost what they were thinking, so he picked up a bottle of wine casually, threw it to Old Bill, and said:
"Well done, let's share it with the brethren."
Old Bill's hands trembled, took the bottle of wine, although he didn't understand the Russian "vodka" and other words written on it, but he knew that this was definitely a good thing, and he and a few pirates smiled happily, thanked Shen Feng excitedly, and left here with a thousand thanks.
After being bled by Shen Feng, Cherry was already extremely weak, coupled with the mental impact caused by the mention of the Whisperer before, the whole person was already languishing, but when he saw the magnificence of the captain's room, he was also shocked, and even his eyes, which were still a little resolute, became erratic.
Shen Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
These survivors of the apocalypse obviously can't be handled by common sense, and they have bled and tortured Cherry before, but this thing has never been so shaken, just these things in the captain's room have made him a little uncontrollable.
He poured another glass of red wine, flicked the glass with his fingers, making a rhythmic and pleasant sound, and at the same time took out a music box from the cabinet and turned the clockwork to make a crisp and pleasant tune.
Then, while constantly igniting and extinguishing a windproof lighter, he lowered his voice and said to Cherry in a low voice:
"Does the Purification Society still exist? Where are they? ”
Since the news about the Whisperers can't be drawn from the other party's mouth, it would be good to find the remnants of the Purification Society.
The young troubadour on the side noticed that something was wrong, and immediately turned her head to look out the window, not at the flame of the lighter.
Cherry was attracted to the music box at first, and then quickly fell into the light and darkness of the windproof lighter, and was quickly hypnotized, and said slowly:
"Purification Society...... Be...... Purifying the Church...... The Purifying Church exists on the other side of the world...... All I know is ...... The location of a school site......"
Shen Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
I didn't expect the Purification Society to change its name to the Purification Church in this world.
But it's normal to think about it, this society itself has the potential of oblique teaching, after the apocalypse of the water world, everything they expected did not appear, but ushered in a disaster, this psychological imbalance makes it easier for them to transform their organization into religion.
"Where is the school place?"
If you can't find the headquarters, you can find the branch.
Cherry's eyes were blank, and he said slowly:
"Where is the place of study...... It's an island in the Sea of Fog ......"
"Sea of fog?" Wu Ta, who was listening sideways, raised his eyebrows and said, "That's not a good place, it is said that the people who entered the sea of fog have not been able to come back...... There is the curse of the World Beast...... Are you sure you want to go? ”
Shen Feng nodded slightly and said:
"Go and see, what the hell is going on with this bullshit purifying church...... What, scared? ”
The maiden troubadour snorted coldly and said:
"You will never understand, the Salvation Army never fears death."
As he spoke, he turned and walked out of the captain's room, only a shout came:
"Adjust the direction, the target, the sea of fog!"