Although he said that he didn't care about those poor people, at Ah Cha's request, Wu Ming still pulled those poor people who had survived the catastrophe, used extraordinary power to make lifelike illusions, patiently analyzed the stakes, and told them that staying here would only be retaliated by the Black Dragon Society, and pointed out a way for them to survive.

After all, they are also a group of poor people who cannot control their own destiny.

Just like people in peaceful areas can habitually swipe their mobile phones to the Internet after eating, and ingest fragments of information on the Internet to give themselves a sense of security and fulfillment; People living in war-torn areas may not even have a mouthful of hot food, and can only spend long nights in fear and anxiety.

Can this be blamed for being born in a war-torn area, it is not good for them to be reincarnated? Or do you blame them for not working hard enough to find a way to escape from their troubled hometown?

Whether it is the abandoned history or the real world in which Wu Ming lives, poor people like this who cannot control their own destiny will exist, and will always exist.

It's just that these rescued low-level people can't imagine what they will face next.

Guided by the transcendent vision, a few hours later, the poor people who had fled with their families turned around in 20 streets, the size of a small and medium-sized city, and walked directly from the northwest corner to a branch alley in the southeast corner, and then they reached their destination.

As in the neighborhoods, the streets are not spacious and full of people, most of whom are dressed in shabby and faded clothes, whose bodies are thin and vegetable, and whose eyes are completely dead from long-term and high-intensity work, completely losing their spiritual luster, and only emptiness and numbness are left at a glance.

Like these poor people who fled from their homes, everyone is at the bottom of the neighborhood trying to survive.

They were all expressionless, dragging heavy and tired steps, walking in the streets in the footsteps of their predecessors, like corpses that had long since died and had not yet been buried in the ground.

Living corpses.

They were born with a life planned, and day after day, year after year, the trajectory of their lives was filled with atonement; And for the foreseeable future, they will continue to work for the Holy City until the day when the surplus value is completely drained or the body dies.

All this is only to wash away sins and one day live or die in the land of paradise and find peace.

Maybe they died a long time ago, only to be buried decades later.

This is the place we are looking for?

The young man said he could start a new life here, right?

It doesn't look like the same place where I lived before

What's next?

Do you want to report to the nearest place of atonement first?

These fugitive poor people are not stupid, and if they can live to their thirties in a place like the neighborhood, they basically do not have any unrealistic expectations for their new life after fleeing, let alone hope that their future life will be better and better, and they consider things that are more realistic&ash;&ash;For example, how to solve the problem of their own food, clothing, housing, transportation, eating, drinking, and Lazar in the future.

They have clothes with them, so they don't have to worry about it; OK is not a problem; If you want to eat, you have to go to the atonement house to register for duty, so that you can eat as soon as you have a job tomorrow. Finally, there is housing, which is actually very simple to solve: find a slum and find an open space in it to lie down, and then it can be their home.

Moving away is not a wise choice for the vast majority of residents in the neighborhood, for whatever reason, leaving their comfort zone means risk, and it is the risk of gambling with all their belongings, and if they are not careful, they will lose everything they enjoy and fall to the bottom; But for these bottoms, it's just a change of place to live a low-level life, and they have already fallen to the bottom in the ups and downs of life, so no matter how low they are, they are not afraid to wear shoes barefoot.

That's the neighborhood. The strong are not necessarily always strong, but the weak will only become weaker, and people like them are nourishment for the strong wherever they go.

People from several families over there gathered together to discuss how to settle down next, and the young wife of a family of three here held their little daughter in one hand and held it in the other

Supporting her husband: I'm tired of walking all the way for so long, right? Shall we take a break?

The man who was beaten by the gangsters and broke his leg was also treated at this time, saying that it was a treatment that actually picked up two relatively straight branches to clamp the injured leg, and wrapped it casually with a cloth a few times, he waved his hand: I'm fine, I have to go to the atonement house today to register the change, if you don't catch up, you will be hungry tomorrow

But her father's leg was injured, and the little girl looked at her father timidly and said, and his wife's eyes were full of worry.

It's okay! As if to reassure his wife and daughter, the man with the broken leg reluctantly showed a smile, stood up straight on one foot, patted his chest hard, and look! Daddy is strong! It's okay with this little injury!

Before he finished speaking, he grinned and gasped because of the pain caused by the wound, which not only did not make the mother and daughter feel at ease, but made them more worried.

At this moment, a loud chant was heard from afar.

Run! The brain-sick people are here again!

The chant came out of nowhere from the streets to the alleys, and the voice was terrible, and the sleepwalking people woke up like they were from a dream, their numb and empty eyes gradually regaining their luster and their expressions becoming complicated.

Then the street that had been like a backwater suddenly came alive, and some people had frightened and panicked expressions on their faces, and unconsciously quickened their pace to get out of here, while others had a look of anticipation on their faces, and scrambled to squeeze in the direction from which the sound came.

Eh, a pedestrian walked past the family of three with a panicked expression, and the young man who didn't know why for a while grabbed the other party's sleeve and asked: Dude, what's going on?

Oh, don't drag me! I don't want to have anything to do with those guys! Unexpectedly, the fleeing passers-by broke away from each other's hands as soon as they flicked their sleeves, and ran away without a trace in the eyes of several people for unknown reasons.

But he was still a little kind, and reminded him as he ran: What are you still doing in a daze! Axis has preached again to the sick brains! Run!

Before the words fell, there was a new change on the street.

The young man craned his neck, vaguely seeing a group of people approaching behind the crowd.

It's completely different from the sense of presence

Everyone, come and take a look, hey&ash;&ash; Axis Sect welfare giveaway, smell the Tao to send snacks, take refuge and send rice oil!

Friend, Axis understands?

Melon seeds, peanuts, eight treasure porridge, instant noodle drink, mineral water are available for free! Everyone can use it by themselves with the flyer! Ay! Sir, put your feet away!

Let's believe in Elizabeth, the goddess of wisdom!

Inside the group were men in uniform, pushing carts stuffed with snacks; Someone holds a stack of leaflets and distributes one when he catches someone; But more often than not, there are weirdos that even young men themselves can't understand.

Why was mom eaten that day? The long-haired man sat upright in a chair and smoothed down the street, asking passers-by a soulful question.

You're free, you're free, you're free! The trench coat threw electric eyes at everyone he saw.

Iron juice iron juice iron juice, wheelbarrow, wheelbarrow, wheelbarrow, skk to climb! A clown on a wheelbarrow broadcasts a message of unknown significance.

Gillie, let me tell you, the white-haired man carries a telephone booth and has a good conversation with the public phone.

Dressed in fancy costumes, they look like performance artists who came out of an unknown comic convention, rolling through the streets with the momentum of the wind and clouds.

For a time, the demons danced in the streets, and leaflets and blood flew together.

This meeting directly made the poor people who had moved from the other side of the street stupid.

I've never seen a battle like this.

Are the people in the southeast playing so big?

The young man even saw a richly dressed blond man, laughing and shouting, 'Saigao mud is a duck!' This unfamiliar language, while poking his finger into the temple, opened his own brain

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Let's go, the young man pulled his wife and daughter, and he only felt his eyelids jump wildly when he looked at these people, and the survival experience accumulated at the bottom of the block was reminding him that he should get out of here quickly

But now it's too late to leave.

The crowd of people in fancy clothes moved very fast, the streets were crowded with pedestrians, and there were people who tried to squeeze through the crowd to leave quickly, and there were people who tried to squeeze through the crowd to join the crowd, so that the streets became more chaotic, making it more and more difficult for them to move, and soon they were engulfed by the crowd.

Axis get to know!

Come on, come on, take a look at this leaflet!

Lie innocent, and Elizabeth, the goddess of wisdom, will forgive you!

When they came back to their senses, there were only strange people left around them, and people kept coming up to give them leaflets, sending papers, and the sound of preaching and Amway made their ears buzz and make them dizzy; After a while, a figure parted from the crowd and slowly came to them.

It was a middle-aged man who had been weathered and had already aged a little, and he had a kind smile on his face when he saw these dazed poor people, but he smiled a little unnaturally and reluctantly just thinking about what he was going to do next.

Fellow citizens, you and I should become friends, marry Jinlan, and invite you to be colleagues! Come! The second position is please! Let's go to our Aksis Sect!

Afraid that these people would have an accident, she deliberately went around and sent them all here Christina watched Runtu from a distance and hurriedly took those poor people away, and looked at Wu Ming with a smile in her eyes.

Tsundere? When you were in Night City, you couldn't see that you still had this attribute?

Wu Ming yawned: Don't make trouble, Ah Cha was about to cry and kneel down and beg me, I just saw that he was pitiful, so I was merciful and reached out to help him.

Oh? Christina lengthened her tone, in fact, if someone asks you for help, you will help.

Probably. Wu Ming replied absentmindedly.

Although this aristocratic lady who has traveled through time is not very observant, she has long been very sensitive to other people's emotional changes after countless reincarnations in this unfriendly world, and immediately realized that something was wrong with him: What's wrong? Did something happen?

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, shook his head and opened the topic.

It's okay, how has Axis gone lately?

He's not going to take those bad things out as garbage.

Christina frowned slightly, she could see that the other party didn't mean what she wanted to say, so she could only roll her eyes at this kind of blunt behavior of opening the topic, and replied angrily: According to your request, the believers of Axis are divided into three shifts twenty-four hours a day to conduct high-intensity confrontation with the Inquisition, and in the face of that group of mad dogs, we have perfectly completed your task here, and bought time for those sects to develop and grow

The Aksis cult has completely stumped up all the power of the Inquisition with its almost nonsensical missionary methods, and it is precisely because of this that other cults in the city have a chance to develop obscenely&ash;&ash; otherwise, the heretical religions in the Apocalypse City, whether it is a neighborhood or a city, will be exterminated by the Inquisition as soon as they emerge.

Now that the Inquisition is completely controlled by the Axis Cult, it has no energy to sweep away the heretics and cults inside, and countless heretical doctrines have also taken this opportunity to rise rapidly in the Apocalypse City, and various pagan beliefs have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

The Church of the Circle in the Eastern District of the Apocalypse City; the Central Earth Cat Cult and the Great Mother God Church; The Gear Orthodox Sect in the West, the Demon Sword Cult, the Flying Spaghetti Cult in the southern region, and the Holy Light Sect in the north, which was divided internally, stood out from countless heretical sects in the short but fierce faith struggle that was almost like raising Gu, and became the best among them.

Wu Ming listened and snorted: The number of sects is more than I imagined?

In addition to the few sects you intend to cultivate, there are also several local sects that have also taken advantage of this opportunity to develop, but the sects you have cultivated are not very mixed except for the Flying Pasta God Sect The noble lady rolled her eyes, looked at Wu Ming with some doubts and asked: But is this really useful? Together, these sects may not be enough for the Inquisition, so you are not really going to use them to bring down Apocalypse City, right?

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Ristina is right, the reason why these heresies and heretics can grow rapidly is based on the premise that the energy of the Inquisition is completely tied up by the Aksis Cult, and as long as the Inquisition can free its hands, it will not take much effort to wipe out these heresies.

Wu Ming's face sank like water: No way, our enemies are not only the entire city, but also the church and the gods they believe in, and every support is precious

Christina sighed and said, "But those mad dogs are like robots, even if we work in three shifts, they can keep up with them without sleep twenty-four hours a day, and I don't know how long they can last."

Be as persistent as you can. Wu Ming rubbed his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Christina and instructed: But don't be too reluctant, in case there is an unsolvable situation, you must make good use of the power of the red light ring to evacuate, with the power output of the red light, it should not be too much of a problem to protect yourself and retreat

Okay, I'll take notice. Ah, by the way, Christina nodded, and suddenly remembered something and asked, how is Sister Elizabeth's situation? Is it getting better?

The injury is not healed yet. Referring to Elizabeth's recent situation, Wu Ming's expression also sank, it was not bad to fight with the kind of monster that could easily make singularities, and it was not bad to be alive, even if the recovery treatment did not have much effect, it seemed that she would not be able to recover without solving the problems of the city

A moment later, seeing off Christina, Wu Ming strolled down the street alone.

The 21st Street was destroyed, Zhao Xida's whereabouts are still unknown, Elizabeth is seriously injured and difficult to recover, and all kinds of bad things are piled up, Wu Ming's mood must be very irritable now.

And he has a very good habit of &ash;&ash; the more irritable and angry he is, the more he can calm down and turn all the breath he is holding in his heart into motivation to pour in the direction he needs to pour.

For example, now, Wu Ming is constantly criticizing himself for the stupid things he has done, and then he is holding back his thoughts on how to give the ruler of the city the whole job. Fun Cabinet

What he didn't know, though, was that the ruler of the city thought the same thing.

At this time, the Pope of Apocalypse City was also holding back and preparing to give Apocalypse City the whole big job.

Apocalypse City, Crown District.

The Pope still walks down a dark path in a dignified and ornate garment, holding a scepter and wearing a triple crown.

One step, two steps

The staircase down seems to be never-ending, leading to the darkness as if it were a path to a bottomless abyss.

And the chaotic and crazy whispers that resounded in my ears became clearer and louder as we went deeper.

The whispers are like people crying, like people laughing, like people muttering in dreams, and like countless people chanting something in unison

Every time you take a step forward, it will cause the spirit to be pressed step by step

When the spirit is tensed to the limit and about to collapse, the trail also comes to an end.

It was an unusually large underground cavern with almost no zenith, and both the walls and the ground were covered with mud-like substances, and in this exotic scene, a white-haired girl stood barefoot in the center of the mud.

The jade feet were soaked in the tumbling mud, and the powerful vitality that escaped made flowers bloom in the mud, and then withered in an instant, repeating the cycle of life and death.

The most important thing is that she and Elizabeth look exactly the same.

The emerald green eyes had lost any human emotion, leaving only coldness and indifference, like a god from above, looking at the Pope as he entered the underground space.

She has faded from her humanity and has become a goddess with only divinity.

My lord, the sacrifice is ready. The Pope bowed his head slightly, his words and deeds were very reverent, but he could not hide the smile on the corner of his mouth