The high priest said, "Socrates, tell me how you lost this operation."

Socrates said, "High Priest, Guan Ling...... No information has been sent back."

"How is that possible!" Another priest said, "In order to avoid the situation like last time, this time we planted a divine seed in Guan Ling's brain, as long as Guan Ling's eyes saw something, it would be transmitted back to the headquarters, how could nothing be transmitted back?"

"Socrates, that's the seed of God, a treasure brought back from another world, and there can't be a problem!"

"Could it be that you don't want to tell us the truth?"

Socrates suddenly slammed the table, and everyone swallowed it back.

Socrates said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I know that Guan Ling has the seed of God in his brain, but after reuniting with Wen Junzhi at the bottom of the mine, the seed of God has become very unstable, and the video sent back is not there for a while, such as where the tungsten ball came from, and that part is gone."

As he spoke, he pointed to a newspaper on the table, the headline of which was the tungsten ball of the report.

"It can't be! The seed of the gods, only the power of the gods can influence it! We only have one! That's why the seed of God was planted in Guan Ling's mind!"

"Could it be that there really are gods in that mountain?"

"I heard that around that mountain, there is a legend that a thousand years ago, a god from the east came down and taught the local tribes the art of pottery and farming, and also taught the local people to read and write."

"Could it really be that an immortal?"

"Ahem." The high priest, who sat at the top, coughed lightly, and the people fell silent.

"Don't you have a sense of fear?" The High Priest's voice did not fluctuate in the slightest, but it made everyone feel intimidated.

"I hope you understand that what we are doing is a great event and a great cause, even if those mediocre people don't understand us now, when the other world really comes, and their strength and cultivation improve by leaps and bounds, they will understand our painstaking efforts."

"For the sake of our great cause and dreams, what is this setback?"

"Yes, High Priest." Everyone said in unison.

After a moment of silence, someone spoke, "High Priest, this Bai Zhou and Wen Junzhi are really a bit weird, every time our plan reaches them, they will miscalculate, no matter how elaborate we make the arrangement, they will fall into the sand."

The High Priest did not move, his face obscured by a large red hood, but the speaker felt his cold and horrified gaze fall on him.

"Aristotle, what do you want to say?" The high priest asked.

Aristotle said, "High priest, in fact, our great cause is not necessary for them."

"We have a lot of candidates."

"For example, Nguyen Van An, the national teacher of South Vietnam, he is a very suitable candidate." Aristotle said, "Before he was born, his mother had a dream in which she dreamed that the sun was in her arms, and she gave birth to him that night. He was born with a mouthful of words, and at the age of three he became a famous local prodigy, and even attracted spirit animals to worship."

"At the age of five, he was accepted as a disciple by the previous national teacher, and his talent was extremely high, and he broke through to the peak of the fusion realm at the age of twenty-five."

"Three years ago, she killed her wife and officially broke through to the middle stage of the heartbeat, and now she is a master of the middle stage of the heartbeat."

"He has a destiny in his body, his fate is different, and his fortune is extremely strong, if he is used as a sacrifice, he will definitely be able to attract the coming of the other world."

Everyone was silent, as if they were all thinking.

Someone complained, "Aristotle, are you afraid of Bai Zhou and Wen Junzhi?"

"Definitely." Aristotle said, "Our purpose is not to fight against them, but to accomplish the great cause of the Otherworldly Arrival, and if there is a better and easier way, why bother to get into the horns?"

Caesar suddenly sneered and said, "It turns out that in your heart, a master of the heartbeat period is far inferior to Bai Zhou and Wen Junzhi? Even the word "simple" is used?"

"Aristotle, you think too highly of them."

His tone was very polite, but Aristotle was not angry at all, but said calmly, "There must be a great secret in these two people, and there may be a greater power behind them. We don't have to go through it."

"And this Nguyen Van An is just about to leave the South Vietnamese Kingdom and go to the Yanxia Kingdom to discuss, this is a good opportunity for us."

"He came to the Yanxia Kingdom at this time to find fault, the occultists of the Yanxia Kingdom did not welcome him, and he was arrogant by nature, and he went abroad, so he would definitely not bring too many bodyguards and magic weapons."

"If you want to sacrifice him, there is no better time than one."

The crowd began to whisper, as if considering the feasibility of this plan.

After a long time, the high priest raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent, and they all looked up at him, waiting for him to make a final decision.

"Aristotle, I'll leave this matter to you."