The priest, the supreme leader of the land of Atlantis, is also known as the Chosen Son, and for 500 years, Atlantis has followed this tradition.

The so-called Chosen is to enshrine a creation stone in the Creation Temple, and every 50 years, a prodigy will appear from the city, he will suddenly have an epiphany, feel the will of God, and take the initiative to go to the Creation God Temple to touch the original stone.

Once the rough stone shines brightly, the Chosen One is complete, and the new priest will wear a priestly mask and continue to rule Atlantis for 50 years.

This mode of selection, like a reincarnated prodigy, always appears inexplicably, inexplicably completes the alternation, and inexplicably continues.

It is so much inexplicability that has kept the priest mysterious, but after too much time, doubts about the priest have also begun to circulate among the people. Opponents, skeptics, and even confrontations have had a serious impact on social stability.

Fortunately, however, these opponents died in bizarre "accidents" that the believers believed were God's punishment or the conspiracy of the priests.

No matter which one it is, Zhang Lan has basically his own understanding of the existence of this priest, and he is not a leader with a clean ass, perhaps far more ferocious than he imagined.

"Honestly, how many people have you helped him get rid of?" Zhang Lan looked at Zhou Xian in front of her.

"Calling him a priest is enough in Atlantis for 10 days of detention." Zhou Xian reminded.

"What is the difference between my current status and detention? I am sincerely asking, please answer sincerely. Zhang Lan said calmly.

"I don't want to, and I can't tell you, you just need to know that what I need you to do is for justice." Zhou Xian said firmly.

"Since I was born, I don't believe that there is so-called justice in this world, everyone is just running around for profit, chasing profit, and dying of greed, which is normal." Zhang Lan said indifferently, "Atlantis is not a paradise, there are also greedy people for power here, such as Director Yang just now, who is full of benevolence and morality, but when he talks about taking his child to take risks, he immediately reveals his true form." So you are all the same, you are not good people. ”

"I'm not going to refute your point of view, I'm not going to answer your questions, now you're in my hands, you can only do what I ask." Zhou Xian emphasized again.

"You're too confident." Zhang Lan deliberately took a step forward, almost kissing Zhou Xian, but was stopped by her chest 2 kilometers away.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Xian's hand had already opened the safety of the pistol from the holster behind her waist.

"Just to give you a closer look at the threat of death, you can try activating the collar around my neck, this distance, the black hole can eat your pretty little face as well. You can try to punch me in the heart with a pistol, but the moment you pull out the holster, I'll break five of your fingers, and the body of the gun made of low-carbon steel. ”

"What else? By the way, you can hack into my ripper, it's your most powerful weapon, but before you can use it to stop me, I'll break your slender neck with my bare hands. This is death. Zhang Lan said in an ear-to-ear manner.

"Of course you can try to kill me, but you have to think clearly, I am an elf who can travel through the online world at the speed of light, and before you kill me, what do you think will become of those friends of yours and the beautiful Noah's battleship?" Zhou Xian threatened Zhang Lan with the same gesture.

"Obviously the heart is as soft as a marshmallow, and you have to pretend to be fierce, why bother?" Zhang Lan smiled.

"Who do you say is soft!" Zhou Xian took out a pistol and fired a shot at Zhang Lan's feet, and the bullet pierced the floor of the car, causing the vehicle to stop aside.

The driver opened the glass of the baffle in a panic and saw Zhou Xian holding a gun to Zhang Lan's head.

"My lord, what's wrong?" The driver just finished asking.

"Shut it down, it's none of your business, drive!" Zhou Xian stopped, and the driver hurriedly closed the window as if he hadn't seen anything, and continued to drive forward.

"Zhang Lan, don't touch my bottom line, abide by the rules and agreements between us, I let you live, you can live, I let you die, all your friends will die." Zhou Xian said with a hideous face.

"I thought we were friends too." Zhang Lan shrugged her shoulders helplessly.

"No, we are a cooperative relationship, you cooperate, we are a community of interests, you provoke, we are enemies." Zhou Xian is particularly sensitive to identity positioning.

"Okay, I won't ask, depending on you." Zhang Lan raised her hands and retreated to her original position.

In fact, Zhou Xian's performance has explained everything, including Zhou Xian herself understands that Zhang Lan has been reading the data in psychology, and Zhou Xian has also participated in relevant training.

Zhang Lan judged with a 98% probability that Zhou Xian was the white glove of the priest, and many people were arranged by her to clean up. That's why there is such a strong sense of guilt and panic.

Zhou Xian now understood all of Zhang Lan's intentions, looking at his smiling face, Zhou Xian couldn't do anything except put down the gun.

"This is the price that must be paid for stability...... Zhou Xian lowered her head, many things, there is no longer a need to quibble or escape, only simple communication.

"It's not the price of stability, it's the price that the priest needs to pay for others. He is the leader, and it is understandable to maintain his regime, and the relatively relaxed freedom of speech is also to maintain his own image. But that doesn't mean he won't be angry, greedy or killing, it's just that you're going to take on the dirty stuff and tell you it's all right. Zhang Lan said soothingly.

"Isn't that right?" Zhou Xian questioned.

"If it's all right, why should I save samsara? Will killing another one affect your life? Zhang Lan's rhetorical question left Zhou Xian speechless.

"I finally understand why you can turn the world upside down." Zhou Xian reacquainted herself with Zhang Lan in front of her, "You are like a devil, tearing off everyone's masks, seeing through the secrets in other people's hearts, and showing the ugliest self to others." Then follow the logic of other people's thinking and bring it into the game you designed. Gu Xuan is like this, and so is Ye Wuchang, almost everyone you want to calculate, as long as you are given the opportunity to speak, no one can escape. ”

"It's not about calculating, it's about guiding, guiding things to what they should be. For example, you, who are good and good, are forced to do the work of killing. Zhang Lan said step by step.

"I'm not a good person, my kills leave no trace, and I hide very well every time. I am used to looking at the eyes of the killed to end their lives, so that they do not leave traces without me noticing, such people are not good people. Zhou Xian said firmly.

"It's not important whether it's good or bad, what matters is that what you want me to do now is to save people, that's your kindness, and that's your essence." Zhang Lan didn't care.

"Samsara is different from other people, he shouldn't die like this, that's all." Zhou Xian looked sideways at the window, "Damn it, it's me, my hands are covered in blood." ”

"A happy life is really easy to be hypocritical, in our outside world, no one will bother with such a problem, only think, where is tomorrow's meal?"

Zhang Lan leaned lazily on the table and chair, and drove into the famous Atlantis University...... Chuangshi Theological Seminary is also Zhou Xian's alma mater.