Chapter 57: The Prisoner's Chief

Looking back, I don't know when a big brother and a big sister dressed normally appeared behind me. While she was talking, one of the pigeons was still standing on the shoulder of the eldest sister, who said:

"Hello, my name is Sera and his name is Moses. He is a student of the last Holy Indoctrination, and he is considered your senior. ”

The big brothers and big sisters dress very traditionally and should not be considered aristocratic children.

"Are you looking for me? Is there something wrong? Meka asked.

"To put it bluntly, I can summon pigeons and communicate with them. Moses could summon rats and make them do things for him. You must be able to summon some animals, right? ”

"Well, you can communicate a little bit with the Carmela merfolk, what are you asking for?"

"Oh, yes, you can summon the Camera Mermaids." Moses laughed and said that his short blond hair made him look heroic.

"Ask this to see which of us is more capable of saving the world!" Sera bowed her head and approached Mecca: "We all know that something is going to happen, and there is a good chance that the people who studied divination in the last session and those who studied divination before are missing. You're not bad luck not to be caught, because you're younger than them. ”

"Why?" Meka asked, surprised.

"Because some people are afraid that the conspiracy will be revealed, my pigeon saw you go there in front of the municipal building and petition failed. Truth be told, people in this country are used to being comfortable, and no one will believe in disasters. ”

"So, you know something is happening, why don't you stop it?"

"You'd be wrong, we've been being watched because we've been trying to get people away from the land and keep them away from disaster. But those conservatives aren't vegetarians either, and we don't want to be caught by them for nothing. ”

"yes, you know what?" Moses added, "I directed thousands of rats pouring out of the ground to let people know that an earthquake was coming, to get them to flee quickly, only to be dispersed by the technophorics with ultrasound; However, Saila commanded the black oppressive pigeons to surround the mayor's mansion and the convoy, but they dispersed them with eagle-eye sails, but to no avail. ”

"What is an Eagleeye Sail?" Meka hadn't heard of it.

"It is a kind of image that is created by three-dimensional projection technology and projected into the air. It appears to be a black ball in the center, surrounded by two layers of black transparent shells, and the two shells rotate in opposite directions. In the distance, a blinking eagle's eye can be seen on a sail. From the plane, it is a black dot in the center, and there are two concentric semicircles on the periphery, you know? This technique can scare off pigeons, I don't know which monster came up with the trick. Seira replied with a wry smile.

Along the way, Meka felt a little relieved that she was not alone. The street market is bustling with people, children playing, beautiful fountains, towering sculptures and buildings. It was a pleasing sight, but it made her have mixed feelings. How could they believe the divination when they told the townspeople about it? Is there no way? Can we only pray helplessly? Tears moistened her brown eyes, and the Holy Indoctrination did not bring her the desired end.

"Don't be sad, at least we're still healthy." Moses said comfortingly, "Well, my rat friend sensed the shock wave rising from the ground, and the dove of Sera sensed the tremor of the world's magnetic field in the sky. It's all a precursor to disaster, but no one believes us! ”

"Didn't you try to tell the king about it?" Meka asked.

"Who said no." "We once connected to the King's hotline and talked face-to-face about the disaster in 3D images. The king didn't reply right away, and when we saw the questioning reaction in his pupils, he ended up closing the terminal with the thought that I would take time to think about it, and then there was no follow-up. ”

"Convincing the king that timid rats and low-IQ pigeons would become a national joke, so our efforts failed." Moses said.

"Well, in that case, let's find another way to act." Meka had an idea: "I would like to ask the two of you to recruit all the means of transportation that can carry people out of this place in the name of the rich merchants, the more the better." Anyway, no one can stop the disaster from coming, so it's better to create some convenience when escaping, what do you think? ”

"I'll see it." Moses snapped his fingers.

"Okay, let's do that first." Saira said.

"You go first, I'll come when I go, and we'll meet again when we get back." Meka said.

When Moses and Saila were far away, Meka took a few deep breaths to change her shy temperament, picked up the lid of the garbage can on the side of the road, picked up a stone and pounded it and rushed to the crowded street market, shouting, "Run, the earthquake and tsunami are coming!" Run to the beach and get out of here! This land is going to sink......"

She banged on the lid of the trash can, running and shouting all the way. It takes a lot of courage for Meka, who has always been shy, to make such a move. But the pedestrians on the road only glanced at her in amazement, and then turned away and ignored her. Others giggle as if they were enjoying the carnival of a mentally ill person. Does anyone know the heart that Mecca deplores? Isn't the God of creation always enlightening fallen people with mercy and mercy? Why is there no mercy for the world today? To let a great catastrophe wash away everything in the world, to let endless despair loom over this land?

Meka shouted and ran; People looked at it curiously, laughing and laughing...... That is, until a group of uniformed police officers appeared around Meka, snatched the lid from her hand, and caught her. Escorted away and put in a hospital, which was actually a psychiatric hospital.

"Let me out, I'm not crazy!" Mekara looked at the iron on the door: "Why don't you believe me?" Why? ”

The cry alarmed the people in the other room opposite, and he poked his face out of the small window on the door: "Don't scream, it's useless for you to scream at this soundproof wall." "It sounded old.

"Who are you? Why was you locked up? ”

"My name is Gallol, and I am the Lord of the Holy Irrigation." The voice is surprisingly old.

"What? Why would they arrest you? Aren't you busy presiding over those ceremonies? ”

"They've been hosting my avatar for a couple of years, and I've been locked up for a long time. Why are you locked up? ”

"My name is Meka, and after attending the Holy Initiation, I was caught on charges of preventing public order."

"I'm in a similar situation, so you're my student. What a fate! ”

Meka saw through the small window on the door that Gallol's appearance was even older than the virtual image she had seen before: "No one believes your words like this?" “

"Hey! The king's brother intended to start a war, and he was afraid that I would tell the king and the people the secret, so he kept me in secret. Gallor's old voice echoed in the room: "A few years ago, I divined that something bad was going to happen. The source of energy for the disaster comes from the magneto-fossil power station under this land, which would have benefited the whole country if it was used rationally, but the overloaded use of the war needs would cause disasters and directly shake the foundation of this land. ”