Chapter Seventy-Five: God and Man
The Mamba's side received a new directive from the "Lord" regarding the upcoming ceremony.
In fact, Mamba had also thought about the ritual before, 1,973 people, if everyone used a ritual dagger and a seal......
That would indeed cause the entire ritual to take an unbelievably long time.
The "Lord" came up with a solution.
As long as each member of the ritual drops a drop of his own blood into a basin of clear water, and finally delivers the basin of water to the idol.
This simplified ritual isn't as ceremonial as it used to be, but it at least saves time, and it doesn't get blood on the top and bottom of the idol itself, which would seem too evil.
The person who presided over the ceremony was still the tea powder, and as the closest person to the "Lord", she was the high priest.
One thousand nine hundred and seventy-three new members stood in a neat row on top of the open space in the second district, tea end holding a glass basin filled with water in one hand and the ceremonial dagger in the other.
Speaking of which, it is not clear what the origin of this dagger is, and even the Mamba does not know from what age this ritual was handed down.
The sharp blade of the dagger slashed through the fingers of the ritual participants, and a drop of blood was squeezed out and then dripped into the basin of clear water.
Soon, this basin of clear water was stained red by drops of blood, watching the blood smudge in the clear water, showing a strange picture, everyone still felt that this was quite a bit of a misunderstanding into a cult.
After receiving everyone's blood, the water in the basin on Cha Mo's hand was almost dyed dark red.
She put away the ceremonial dagger, held the basin of water in both hands, and walked up to the idol step by step.
Then the end of the tea knelt down on his knees and lifted the basin above his head, and soon the basin of red-dyed water began to rise with bursts of red mist.
The mist gradually enveloped the whole body of the idol, and even the original members of the "Journey to the Underworld" who were watching from the sidelines also felt a little like falling into the Yellow River and not being able to wash it away.
A heavy red mist slowly rose around the idol, and by the time the red mist gradually dispersed and faded away, the basin in the hand of the tea man was already empty.
"Sa!" A sound of brushing sounded in the square, and everyone realized that the nearly two-thousand-meter new member stood up with the same movement in an incredibly synchronized way.
Knowing that it was the Lord who was demonstrating his power to them, the Mamba walked up to the crowd, clasped his hands into fists in his chest, and reverently said, "Trust in each other, gather your will, and we will always follow the Lord." ”
The people who were standing suddenly shook their whole bodies, some of them fell to the ground, some of them looked incredulous, but soon, they all regained their senses.
Everyone relined the line and repeated the phrase with the mamba: "Trust each other, gather your will......"
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Tang Hao looked at the large green dot on the screen, and also felt a little headache.
After the ceremony, the number of his followers has become 2015/20,000.
One person has to control more than 2,000 units and individuals, this kind of multi-threaded work, Tang Hao can't even think of dealing with it with an explosion of his brain.
"Adjutant, do you have any operating system here that can manage a large number of units in batches?"
wants to use the screen in front of him to control so many people, Tang Hao is lacking in skills.
The adjutant replied: "Your Excellency, your high-dimensional projection ability can manage the units in the area in a unified manner. ”
"Of course, the instructions that can be given by this kind of management are relatively crude, and they can't compare to the way you command one-on-one."
Tang Hao nodded: "No matter what, it can be regarded as an expedient measure." ”
"These new members are first arranged on the four destroyers and those fighter planes, which is the hole card of our 'trip to the underworld', and there can be no mistakes."
"As for the 'Reckless Beast' class battleship, let Catherine take someone to debug it well, this kind of heavy flagship of the extinction star must be used carefully."
"Well, in the end, it's time for the third boat to set sail, and when Susie is ready, let her inform me."
……
At the end of the tea and as usual, after the ceremony, the idol was transported back to the "temple" in the second part of the ark.
She brought clean water to clean the idol, and at the same time asked in a low voice, "Lord, when will you be able to move your body?" ”
The idol did not respond to her question, but Cha Mo was not discouraged in the slightest, and continued to ask, "Lord, why are you still sitting on the stone chair like this, since you can move your body?" Don't you want to feel the world with your body? ”
The idol still didn't answer, but while the tea was chattering, a figure appeared at the door of the "temple".
"Alright, it's useless to say anything."
At the end of the tea, she looked back and saw that it was White Tang, she was a little surprised and disappointed: "It turned out to be Mr. Tang." ”
White Tang walked up to the idol, looked at the idol leaning on the stone chair, and nodded: "This shape is not bad." ”
Cha Mo continued to clean the statue: "Mr. Tang, why do you say that the Lord is not willing to get up from the stone chair and walk in the world?" ”
White Don laughed, "If he stands up, then he is no longer a god." ”
"The identity of God imprisoned him, and only the one who has been sitting on the stone chair and always being worshiped by the world is a god......"
He spread his hands and said, "Those who wander around like me can only be ordinary people." ”
The end of the tea was silent for a while, and then put away the washed basin and towels: "Then, will the Lord be imprisoned on this stone chair forever?" ”
White Tang sighed, "Maybe, maybe...... One day, human civilization will shine again in the galaxy, and humanity will no longer need a god to protect itself......"
"At that time, there will be no need for God to exist, and he will take off his burden and live his life like an ordinary person."
"This future may be far away, but it should come one day."
There was a slight light in Chamo's eyes: "Even if that day comes, I will follow the Lord!" ”
As if thinking of something, she sneered and said, "I just hope the Lord doesn't dislike me." ”
White Tang laughed as well: "I would have preferred that day to come sooner." ”
He looked at the idol in front of him carefully, never before had he looked so seriously as he did now.
The texture of this idol resembles some kind of rock, and there are no traces of splicing or segmentation at the joints, and it is difficult to imagine how "he" moved.
How did "he" come about, this god created by man himself, and what is the mission of "he" to be born into this world?