"God's people, in the face of this natural calamity, the only way to unite is to —"

Seeing this, Lu Xiang couldn't help but clench her fists, but the embarrassment that made her scalp tingle still lingered, and it wasn't until she pinched her thigh hard that she finally got out of the embarrassment.

No, it can't go on like this.

Not to mention giving an inspiring speech to believers, just reading the speech generated by the AI of the "Sea of Souls", Lu Xiang felt that her future could only be described as a darkness, and if some ill-intentioned people recorded the process of the speech, it would become the black history of her life.

It seems that the "Sea of Souls" is not omnipotent.

Lu Xiang simply closed the screen of his mobile phone and gently rubbed his swollen forehead.

She had never been a religious leader before, but she had caught many fanatical religious elements who wanted to subvert the coalition government.

Then as soon as she turned around, she saw Song Lan who was asleep leaning on her shoulder.

The remaining embarrassment suddenly turned to embarrassment—ten minutes earlier, the dumb bird had claimed to be with her to sift through the speech.

Wherever there are silly birds, the atmosphere will always go in an eerie direction.

When an unprecedented plague swept through the oasis, this guy wandered the streets.

When the mastermind behind the Oasis Peace Company surfaced, the guy accepted Rosalie's remote invitation to play a poker match.

When they traveled to Lute City in a hovercar to decide the fate of the oasis, the guy fell asleep.

How did you manage to sleep in this situation?

She wanted to question Song Lan like this every time, but so far, every crisis they encountered would eventually end in an almost absurd way.

For example, after planning for a long time, hoarding enough people to subvert the power of the coalition government, and finally dying of a sudden illness - in Song Lan's words, this is the case.

There are people in this world who die suddenly due to disease all the time, so why can't they be bad people?

The bad guys are not disease resistant, and theoretically they need to make more unimaginable efforts to subvert the whole country, and when everyone is asleep, it is the best time for the bad guys to act, and only then can they hide their eyes and realize their ulterior schemes.

Therefore, from a medical point of view, bad people usually have a chaotic schedule, do not get a good rest for a long time, and their mental state is often in a high-pressure state, and they have a higher risk of sudden death than ordinary people.

Song Lan has always been able to come up with a complete set of theories that seem to be very convincing.

These theories are often linked to his wellness doctrine, which he urges everyone, especially the public officials of the coalition government, to take good care of their bodies so that they can kill all the bad guys even if they don't have to do anything.

Hannah is a practitioner of this theory.

Before Lu Xiang left the 17th District, the people from the Anomalous Investigation Bureau said in despair that they hadn't heard from Agent Hannah in two months.

When I think of this, the boredom gradually disappears.

The corners of Lu Xiang's mouth rose slightly, she put behind the cumbersome questions such as the speech, and concentrated on studying Song Lan's sleeping appearance.

Baby-like sleep.

This is the health standard that Song Lan has always advocated, and he can always maintain high-quality sleep at any time and place.

After staring at it for a long time, Lu Xiang couldn't help but have bad thoughts.

She plucked a few bangs, clutched them together, and then poked the crumbling hair into Song Lan's ear holes.

Not surprisingly, Song Lan's brows were furrowed together, and her head shook slightly with the frequency of her hair.

"Nothingness" saw everything in his eyes, and the apple he was holding in his hand suddenly became less fragrant.

Before I finished eating an apple, I felt full inexplicably.

Especially when he empathized with him, he found that he had been wandering alone between neutral countries all these years, and the only thing that accompanied him was a pillow when he was in trouble.

He didn't come in this car to see this!

"You've changed a lot over the years."

"Nothingness" coughed lightly, there was nothing to say, the content of the chat was not important, it was important to show that there was such an elderly single person as him here.

However, his tactful suppression failed to achieve any effect, and Lu Xiang intensified, provoking Song Lan's ears with his hair, and then extending it to the tip of the latter's nose.

Song Lan's tightly closed eyes trembled, and she was about to open them several times, but she was not afraid of sleep.

"You want to say I wouldn't have done such a boring thing before?"

Lu Xiang's voice was full of smiles, after meeting Song Lan, she had indeed changed a lot, when she was just in charge of law enforcement in the 17th District of Yuan Diao, the only pleasure was to go fishing at night in places where criminals were active, and now, she can think of a lot of fun every day to make her life extremely fulfilling.

That's what she's playing now.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway.

When Song Lan slept lazily on weekends, she would always put her hair into the other party's ear canal and nostrils, and then Song Lan would fall into a half-asleep state.

Her current record is to keep that form for 37 minutes.

The hovercar's control panel showed that there was still 1 hour and 12 minutes to go from the lira to the oasis, and she felt she could challenge for a new record.

"His nose is much more sensitive than his ears, so he can take it when he sees it."

At the moment when Song Lan's eyes were about to open, the hair broke away from his nostrils, and the eyes that were almost half-open closed again.

This moment is close to the limit, if it is another half a second at night, Song Lan will wake up.

Lu Xiang waited for another two seconds, and once again poked his hair into Song Lan's ears.

Nothingness was not happy, and his heart was full of pain.

Not only because he was forced to feel full, but also because the Lu Xiang he knew had completely changed, in the previous combination of her and Song Lan, Song Lan was responsible for being lazy, and she was responsible for handling business, so that the combination could barely maintain, and now, Lu Xiang couldn't resist the ferocious salted fish virus after all, and began to work with him out of business.

At this point, the last Pure Land of the Upper World has also disappeared.

In comparison, this virus is really nothing compared to Song Lan.

Nothingness laments, "You have fallen. ”

"Fallen? I don't think so. ”

Lu Xiang said, "This is to find the happiness that belongs to human beings, and so are you?" ”

She heard about the deeds of "Nothingness" in Song Lan's daily calls, and the current "Nothingness" has long lost the majesty of the upper life.

"He also said that when this matter is over, he can introduce you to the audition at Chloe Films."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Nothingness's eyes lit up.

Although the Chamber of Commerce has strong power in neutral countries, it does not have a serious film and television company under its umbrella, so it cannot satisfy his fun.

"Really."

"That's what a good friend is!"

If you are in the upper world, you will never be able to experience the joy of being human.

Lu Xiang remembered that Song Lan said that the life forms of the upper world are a group of beings who are bored to the extreme, and there is nothing more dangerous than a group of people who are bored to the extreme.

Observing believers and writing their fates was the most common pastime in the upper world.

This is also recorded in the Church's book, The Devil and the Unforgivable.

The devil has said that suffering has no meaning, that it does not come from the tests of the gods, but only from their means of having fun.

The devil in the scriptures is always tempting believers and trying to subvert the stability of faith.

"I'm happy right now, and that's important."

"That's exactly what he would say."

"Nothingness" glanced at Song Lan, "Only he hasn't changed at all after so many years, since the day I met him, he is such a person." ”

Insidious and cunning, like a tumor-like existence, this is the evaluation of Song Lan by the upper world.

"He's been a human being from the day you met him, and that identity has never changed."

With the human way of thinking, how can we be in tune with the gods?

But each deity originally evolved from a human or other being, lost in the quest for power, and thus forgot its identity.

Although Lu Xiang did not leave any memories of the upper world, everything Song Lan said was played out in front of her eyes every moment, and the collapse of the upper world did not stop the reincarnation, "Have you heard of the company system?" ”

"I want to hear about it."

"In the coalition government, the people in charge of the company have become gods in the eyes of the people, and the trivial things of their lives will become anecdotes that circulate among the people, and many people in the company have the honor of meeting the managers for their lives."

Just as believers in the past longed to hear whispers from the upper world.

And every decision made by the company's leaders is like a god that can change the fate of countless people.

The upper world has fallen, but even if history is buried, something remains after all.

"Sneeze ——!"

A loud sneeze interrupted the conversation between the two, scratched his nose vigorously, and hurriedly clarified, "Don't misinterpret my words, I don't mean that, I don't have any opinion on the company and the council system!" ”

"Oops, 10 minutes and 27 seconds."

Lu Xiang said annoyedly, and then looked at Song Lan with innocent eyes, as if the person who brought up the dangerous topic just now was not himself, "There is still an hour or so to go, why don't you sleep for a while?" ”

"Nope."

Song Lan declined Lu Xiang's kindness.

Recently, the little sunspot has been prevalent, and the oasis is a very special place, and he doesn't want to wake up and become an opinion leader or a spiritual rebel for some reason.

"But 'most of them are originally human, no different from you and me,' that's what you said."

……………………………………

At the same time, somewhere in the city of Rut.

When the flames broke through the darkness, the blood stained the ground disappeared.

This is the seventh statue Ricott has destroyed in the course of the day, and with a staggering number of sources of infection, many of which are located in densely populated locations, it's no wonder that the virus has swept through the oasis in the blink of an eye.

The situation is similar in other cities.

However, at his suggestion, immunized people in various cities have taken action.

First, they must eliminate as many sources of infection as possible that are scattered throughout the city.

"Praise be to the God of life! There is hope! We just destroyed the 5th statue! ”

Once again, there was good news on the phone, but the celebration made Ricott's crown tighten and his fists clenched.

Only he knew that the location of the statues did not come from the guidance of the God of Life, but that the source of the plague had provided him with the locations of many statues.

And since that night, he has not been able to hear the guidance of the God of life.

But for now, Ricott can't make his true intentions public, and only a miracle can unite the people of the oasis today.

"Listen to their compliments."

The evil voice came from the evaporating black smoke again, "I can play the role of the god of life at any time as long as I want, what a touching sight, and each of them is praising my kindness." ”

Once again, Ricott activated the flamethrower.

It was an act of venting his anger, and he knew very well that such behavior would not help.

The blazing flames could not drown out the sound of banter, and every time he destroyed a statue, the malevolent sound would ring, watching their struggles as if they were watching a play.

"Ricott, you should reflect on yourself, if it wasn't for your unnecessary actions, these things would not have happened, and not only that, but they would have received a gift from the gods...... Healing a disease, rebuilding a severed limb, or even bringing the dead back to life? Isn't that what those who signed up for? The power of God can bring both blessing and destruction, and you choose the latter. ”

The voice paused for a moment, and then suddenly said, "I suddenly have a good idea, you can climb the bell tower one more time, and confess to everyone what you have done, so that maybe I will consider stopping this epidemic." ”

"Why are you saying this to me when your power is omnipotent?"

"It's a fun game......"

"Because you can't do it, can you?"

Ricott spoke, "I've heard before that disruptive psionics can bend people's wills and force them to act against their will, so if your power is really that strong, why not take action?" ”

His question caused a long silence in the dark, small space.

"Or follow the example of the Brotherhood and kill me and leave me dead in the streets, so that those who think of me as the god of life will also collapse?"

Ricott pondered these questions along the way.

Although the malevolent voice had been trying to portray himself as he had won, he had not taken any substantive action until he destroyed the seventh statue.

"The truth is that you can't bend my will, you can't take my life."

The silence confirmed Ricott's suspicions.

He turned and walked towards the entrance, where there were many more statues waiting to be destroyed.

- "If you can't even deal with a mere messenger, how can you be an opponent of the god of life?" ”

Thanks to the Piccolo Demon King for the 1000 starting coins!

The small theater of its two hundred and eighty-five:

Wednesday, noon

"Lao Lu, I think there is a serious problem with your thinking!"

Song Lan was also a fan of card games, and he felt that he needed to point out his professional understanding now, "A character with obvious characteristics like this should further specialize its advantages, so the real effort value should be used for special attacks!" ”

At this time, he will be able to come up with his own "meditation training method" naturally.

The way to practice special attacks is very simple, as long as he is allowed to sleep in bed undisturbed...... Meditate, and the effort value of the special attack will naturally increase.

"I know, but according to the rules of the card game, Silly Bird can train two of these attributes, so I've already developed a rigorous workout plan."

“…… What a program. ”

"The first step is to train your HP physically, and until you're exhausted, you can lie in bed and concentrate on your meditation training."

Song Lan coughed lightly, deliberately imitating the mechanical synthesized voice and said, "Hint: The Dumb Bird has exceeded the level of a trainer, and there will be a probability that it will not listen to the player's command." ”

The dumb bird is lazy.

Silly Bird is thinking about camping.

Dumb Bird is playing dumb.

These are all actual scenarios that may occur in a match.

"No, it won't." Lu Xiang smiled slightly, "Because the Dumb Bird is my initial Pokémon." ”