Phil, like most New Yorkers, lives in a cosmopolitan city that is full of possibilities, but spends most of his time in a peaceful world of normal people, and he has never seen much street shootouts and drag racing cars that are common in police movies, let alone any entanglement with cults that promote cannibalism.

So Phil had never seen the pitch black of the New York underworld, and it wasn't until the press conference that shocked the world after the Battle of Los Angeles that Phil learned that there were such monsters in the world, and there were far more of them than he had imagined.

But this had little effect on Phil's life, except for the fact that there was one more topic in his life and that he didn't dare to walk alone on a deserted street at night, the world where the mutants existed was exactly the same as the previous world, and nothing had changed - at least Phil's world.

And now, Phil knows that the world has long been very different, earth-shaking changes are happening quietly, and people at the bottom with limited information channels like himself are unaware, until one day quantitative changes cause qualitative changes, people will be horrified to find that the world they are familiar with collapses and dissolves in an instant.

I haven't seen how the world has changed bit by bit outside my sight, I just feel that when I come back to my senses, the world has changed drastically, and most people who are not mentally prepared will have six gods and no masters, such as Phil himself.

"Oh my God, how long has it been since the mutant entered the U.S. Federation, a week, two weeks? Anyway, less than a month, right? Why did such a crazy thing happen in a short period of time, didn't the New York Police Department know? ”

"Well, as I said, there are so many new faces here every day, and the 'club' is neither strict nor hidden in a corner, but it is generously present here and attracts visitors from all over the world. If the NYPD really didn't know about the existence of the club, then their informants should all find a tall building to jump into. Juliana scoffs at the police station, apparently ignoring the New Yorker's violent law enforcement agencies.

"If you know, why don't you manage it?"

"The Holy Clan is not a human being, nor is it a citizen of the US Federation, so the New York Police Department doesn't care about the life or death of the Holy Clan, you may not believe it, among my regular customers are several senior detectives and police commissioners of the New York Police Department."

"Then what about the leaders of your holy clan, are you also sitting idly by and ignoring these things? Will you die and perish? ”

"You mean the temple? Hehe, the Emissaries and the Bishops are busy fighting against the anti-saints among the human race, and they don't care about our lives or deaths, and we disobedient remnants are worse than abandoned waste, and we can continue to exist only because we have not violated the Holy Law, and the Holy Emissary and the Bishop are happy to see us mingle with humanity, even in this way. ”

"Didn't you think about resisting?"

"In the face of the sheer power of the Temple, the will of the individual is as small as sand, and resistance is a dead end. And, why resist? Juliana pointed at herself with her slender fingers and said, "Look at me, if I didn't have this job, I would have to rely on a fixed quota like other lowly saints, and I would have to suffer day after day, until one day I could no longer bear the temptation of food, and I broke the holy law and was destroyed, or one day, the conflict broke out, and I died at the hands of the anti-saints." But now, I can survive safely, and I can earn enough dollars to buy the commodity human flesh I need without leaving my home, and the more I eat, the more I evolve, the more popular I am, and the more I earn. There is such a good thing, why rebel? ”

“……”

"That's why I chose this job, and as for whether the expression on my face and the emotions I showed were true or not, guess what?"

“……”

"Why don't you speak? Am I boring you? Juliana pursed her lips and said coquettishly, "Okay, okay, let me tell you, in fact, the Holy Race may also have emotions that humans have, the spiritual leader of the Temple, the First Holy Envoy 'White' is a very emotional Holy Clan, and many of his doppelgangers can talk and laugh with many dignitaries and rich people in the human race, and are even cited as confidants by elites from various fields." Oh, I'll tell you a secret? ”

“……”

"The brain tissue of Lord Saint White can be constantly divided, and every once in a while, the archbishop of the temple will select a group of devout believers of the Holy Family to be baptized, and implant the brain tissue of Lord Saint White, so that they can generate and understand complex emotions, and thus evolve into more complete higher beings - according to the temple, this is the will of Lord Evolution, Lord Saint White." Juliana said with a hint of sarcasm, "Of course, a lowly person like me, who is not religiously gifted enough, would never have stepped on the altar to be baptized by the archbishop." ”

"So, you?" Phil wanted to ask Juliana why she had emotions that she shouldn't have, but the words came to her lips and that it might be Juliana's secret, and the more she knew, the more insecure she became.

But Juliana saw Phil's thoughts, and replied without scruples: "It should be an accident that I have emotions, don't be surprised, this universe is full of all kinds of accidents, if there were not a few small accidents, mammals would not have appeared, and there would have been no humans and saints." ”

"You know, my appointments are usually four hours in between, with an hour between washing and getting ready for the next customer, but most of the guests haven't played with such a perfect body, so they usually mean it lasts a few minutes, or ten minutes, and even if they rely on drugs to help increase the time and frequency, it is far from enough to use up the four hours of service."

"But the rule of Pink Land is a four-hour round of reservations, and there is a natural reason for setting this rule. Guests paid a lot of money for four hours of service, and of course they didn't want to get up and leave after the rush and waste the rest of the service time. So in the following time, the guests would often make various requests, such as making me look like someone, accompanying them to do certain things, such as dining, reading books, watching movies, etc., in this way, the guests could fulfill their dreams, not only to satisfy their carnal fantasies, but also to comfort the spirit, so they will never forget me and linger in Pink Land. ”

"In order to provide better service and make more dollars, I started learning so that I could have something to say to my clients, and I started listening carefully and trying to feel and understand their emotions in order to act like they needed to be."

"Over time, I was able to understand the emotions of the guests, and I developed some strange feelings that I had never felt before, that is, feelings."

Juliana poked Phil's chest with her fingers, then grabbed Phil by the collar and pulled him to her, blowing into his ear.

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