Overnight, the underground world of the Metropolitan Vault changed the sky.

Hundreds of gangs of evacuees, large and small, have been surgically defined.

Gang dens have been smashed by the police, and big and small leaders have been targeted and eliminated, almost all of them have been spared.

Thanks to the location information provided by Allen, the anti-crime operation presided over by Margaret was an unprecedented success.

The only fly in the ointment is......

Wei Lun, the leader of the ditch gang, with a group of cronies, escaped from the police and fled by boat overnight to take refuge.

"I'm sorry, miss, my reconnaissance ability has not yet fully adapted to the Titan Network, so I can only lock on to the targets in the city."

"Wei Lun's party has run out of the city and is out of my detection radius, so there is really nothing you can do, please forgive me."

Afterwards, Alan said to Margaret with an apologetic face.

"It's okay, Dr. Allen, you've done you a great favor."

Margaret waved her hand tolerantly, so that he did not have to feel guilty.

"Miss, there are some things I don't know whether to say or not......" Alan stopped talking, observing Margaret's face.

"It's just you and me here, what else is there to hide?" Margaret glanced at him in disgust, "If you have anything to say, even if it is not right, I don't blame you." ”

"Miss, from the time I submitted the investigation report to the police raiding the ditch to help the nest, it took less than two hours."

"It's such a short interval, Wei Lun and his party actually went out of the city overnight and escaped by boat, don't you think it's too coincidental?"

Alan lowered his voice, and his tone was solemn.

"Do you think there's a possibility...... There was an inner ghost among us, and we sent a message to Wei Lun and his party in advance? ”

"Huh...... Dr. Allen, your reasoning is logical, but unfortunately, there are illogical things in the world. ”

Margaret smiled strangely.

"Miss...... I don't know what you mean by that. ”

"Dr. Allen, you have just woken up from your long sleep, and you don't know enough about the era we live in, so you will think about things according to the common sense of the old times."

Margaret sighed.

"But unfortunately, times have changed."

"First of all, the police officers involved in the anti-crime operation are under the monitoring of the Titan network, and the superiors have the right to read the inner thoughts of the subordinates at any time, and I, as the commander-in-chief of this operation, have the right to monitor the minds of all participants."

"In this case, it is impossible to try to hide from me and communicate with the enemy."

Alan couldn't help frowning when he heard her say this.

Margaret squinted at him, smiling, "Are you wondering if you are among the subjects of my surveillance?" ”

Alan nodded awkwardly in acknowledgement.

"You do, and I scanned your memories of last night, including your bedtime sexual fantasies......"

Margaret's chubby face showed a mischievous smile.

"Dr. Allen, tell me, who is that brunette-haired, big-breasted beauty that keeps popping up in your mind, and why does it look like me when I've lost weight?"

"You are mistaken! Is that...... It was a movie star of the old days, and it was very famous at the beginning, and it was the dream goddess of many single young people of our generation! ”

"Huh! Such a popular female star, how did I not know? ”

"At that time, you were still young, and it was normal that you didn't recognize it."

Alan pretended to be weak-hearted and excused himself in embarrassment.

"Hee-hee...... Dishonest man! ”

Margaret gave him a blank look, no longer asking for the bottom of the matter.

"Ahem! Frankly, miss, I don't like the feeling of being read by others, but I can't help it. ”

Alan put on a straight face and got back to the point.

"Since there is no possibility of leaking, how did Wei Lun's party escape the pursuit, it can't really be so coincidental, right?"

"It's not a coincidence, it's a so-called ...... Miracles. ”

Margaret pursed her lips mockingly.

"Miracles?" Alan looked dazed.

"At least that's what the Ditch Gang guys really think."

Margaret whispered the truth.

"We, the Intelligence Bureau, have planted more than one undercover agent inside the Ditch Gang."

"According to reliable sources, the Ditch Gang recently had a newcomer who called himself a 'prophet.'"

"At first, we didn't take this fool seriously, but in hindsight, we made the mistake of underestimating the enemy!"

"On the night of sweeping the darkness, the prophet suddenly went crazy with convulsions, foaming at the mouth, claiming to be possessed by gods, predicting the imminent disaster of the ditch gang, urging Wei Lun to lead his cronies and flee quickly!"

"Huh? This ......"

Alan put on a laughing and crying expression.

"Haha! Doesn't it seem ridiculous and ridiculous? ”

Margaret shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands, looking helpless.

"When I first received the news, I thought it was ridiculous!"

"If I were Welen, not only would I not believe the prophet's nonsense, but I would screw his head off and kick it as a ball."

"And guess what? The well-known gangster 'Crocodile King' Wellen in the metropolis actually listened to the prophet's prophecy and slipped away overnight with his cronies. ”

Alan crossed his hands and thought for a long time before breaking the silence.

"Miss, do you think this is a coincidence, or is this prophet really evolving some kind of prophecy superpower?"

"It's hard to say."

Margaret pulled a lollipop out of her pocket and played with it absentmindedly.

"So far, we haven't found any superpowers in our database who can really predict the future."

"But I have to admit that there is such a possibility."

"Maybe the Prophet was just a liar who happened to have shit luck, maybe he could really see the future, all of this needs to be tested by more evidence."

"Anyway, I'm going to keep an eye on this guy and see what he does next."

Margaret put her hands on the armrests of the chair and pulled her fat ass out of the deep couch cushions.

"Dr. Allen, although it is a little regrettable that we failed to catch Weren this time, we have achieved a major victory, and I am very satisfied with your performance."

"At nine o'clock next Monday morning, come to the intelligence bureau to report, and I will arrange a position for you to fully display your talents."

"As for the treatment, you can rest assured, I will definitely not treat you badly."

"Thanks to Miss, I won't let you down!"

Alan said gratefully.

Margaret walked to the door, stopped abruptly, and pointed back to the coffee table.

"I haven't eaten that lollipop on the table yet, it's a small gift for you."

"This ......" Alan covered his cheeks, his face embarrassed.

"Haha! Don't be afraid, it's not sour candy for you this time! ”

"Oh...... That's fine, thank you, miss. ”

Seeing Margaret away, Alan returns to the house and picks up the lollipop to taste.

Sure enough, it's not sour.

Sweet with a hint of cool mint.

……

The moonlit sea is shrouded.

An unflagged steamer is sailing at night.

The crystal nucleus generator drives twin propellers, stirring the sea and humming it.

Alan stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the dimly lit Metropolitan Vault thoughtfully.

Wellen took his son's hand and stood quietly behind Allen.

Next to the father and son, there are also Annie, Cato and a group of core members of the Ditch Gang, all of whom are B-level superpowers.

Those who survived the Metropolitan Refuge no longer have much nostalgia for the Metropolitan Vault.

The eyes were more focused on Alan.

The prophet who accurately predicted the future and led them to escape the catastrophe of destruction is full of worship from the heart.

Predict the future, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

This is the simple impression that the general public has of a prophet.

Only by satisfying this expectation of the public can we be trusted, otherwise we will only be a false prophet pretending to be a ghost.

Allen, who plays the role of a prophet, can indeed use the "Prayer Technique" to simulate the magic of prophecy and get a brief glimpse of the future auspiciousness.

But this kind of spell can't be 100% effective.

Just like a weather forecast, there will always be an element of error.

There is no profession that has been rebuked more harshly than the prophets.

Even if he succeeds in predicting calamity, he will be doubted - it is because of his crow's beak that it will invite calamity!

If the prophecy is not fulfilled, it will be ridiculed as a liar who pretends to be a fool and his reputation will be ruined.

Alan didn't want to risk the bankruptcy of his reputation and used conventional methods to predict bad luck.

And he didn't have to use such a stupid method.

As a prophet, he shares his soul and senses with Dr. Allen.

Dr. Allen took Margaret's commission to obtain the list of wanted criminals, and the prophet Allen also obtained the above information.

Before the anti-black operation began last night, the Prophet suddenly went insane, claiming to be possessed by a god, and prophesied that the ditch gang was coming to disaster.

The gang members present did not know him as a person, let alone his knack for predicting disasters, and most of them did not take his astonishing words seriously.

In fact, even Anne and Cato, who had been with Alan the longest, were skeptical at the time.

Prior to this, although Alan had repeatedly shown miracles of healing and saving people, he had not shown the ability to prophesy.

Only Wellen, a staunch supporter of Allen.

Not only because Eren saved his son, but also because he was the only one who witnessed Eren cross the cordon that he deemed impossible to cross in a miraculous way.

How dare you not believe the prophecies made by such a man of God?!

By this time, Wellen had become the number one fanatical believer in the Prophet.

Against all odds, he demanded that all gang members immediately pack up their belongings and follow the Prophet to escape from the Metropolitan Vault and join the "Wings of Freedom".

Wellen is the boss of the gang and has a high level of prestige.

However, even he can't force everyone to believe in the "crazy words" of a "god stick", leave their comfort zone, and go to a distant and strange place to rebuild their home.

Only half of the gang members present were willing to go with him.

If you don't want to go, Alan doesn't force it, time will tell.

The moment when the prophecy is verified will come sooner than people expected.

Not long after Wei Lun and his entourage boarded the boat, the police launched a comprehensive encirclement and suppression of underground organizations, including the Ditch Gang.

As it turned out, the prophet lived up to Willen's trust and was indeed prescient.

The person who questioned him at the beginning was arrested and killed by the police, and he has no regrets.

Those who followed the prophet on the ship were glad to learn that they had escaped, and they were also convinced of Allen's prophetic identity.

……

After two weeks of drifting at sea, the ship arrived at Freeport.

On the dock, Professor Butler greeted him personally.

The people settled in Liberty City and gradually adapted to their new life.

During this time, Alan was not idle.

Lead his first hardcore believers and build a church in Liberty City.

Among the followers, in addition to the Wellen father and son, there are also Anne and Cato.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

At the public forum of Liberty City's "Escape Network", Anne issued an announcement on behalf of Allen, which immediately detonated public opinion in the city!

"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock sharp, the Prophet will celebrate the sacrament at the Church of the Giant God to fulfill the promise made to Professor Butler."

"All spectators will be given a chance to draw lots."

"1,000 winners will receive a free bottle of holy water."

"Drink holy water, you can get the blessing of divine power, curb the cancerous transformation of titan cells, and will not weaken the existing superpowers!"

Can taking the so-called "holy water" really stop the cancer?

The whole city is in an uproar!

Desperate to verify the authenticity of this message.

Now, the pressure is on Professor Butler.

After all, the announcement made it clear that it was "to fulfill the promise made to Professor Butler."

Under public pressure, Professor Butler issued a public statement confirming that this was the case.

"Seven weeks ago, the prophet said to me, 'Do God's will to save the world from sickness.'"

"Today, seven weeks later, is the miraculous hour prophesied by the prophets."

"Frankly, I haven't tested the holy water of the prophet, and I don't know if the anti-cancer effect of the holy water is better than the genuine cancer suppressant, as the prophet promised."

"However, I recommend that patients in need go to church and try it, at least it won't hurt."

Professor Butler's attitude is cautious and optimistic.

As the professor said, the lottery doesn't cost money anyway, so it doesn't hurt to give it a try.

Patients with advanced cancer do not have to worry that drinking a bottle of water will worsen their health.

If not, the prophet will be ousted from the altar and saddled with the infamy of the world.

What if it works...... Wouldn't those who take holy water take advantage of it?

The direction of public opinion was completely expected by Allen.

In fact, this is not the first time he has played this trick of lottery to receive holy water.

The same routine was used to treat zoosis in Port Quint, and it was a great success.

Now that the old tricks are repeated, the magic stick routine is more skillful.

Sometimes when I look in the mirror, I seem to see myself exuding holy brilliance all over my body, and I can't help but want to worship myself and praise "You are so great"!

The active ingredient of the so-called holy water is Allen's own blood, and then 10,000 times the saline.

This solvent, which Alan has experimented many times in the ruins of Kangzhen, can suppress the Titan cells in the human body to less than 10%, and remove excess cancerous tissue by the way.

In fact, as long as Eren had a little more blood, he would be able to save all the inhabitants of Liberty City from cancer.

But he didn't want to do that.

When a prophet does good, he also has to pay attention to a strategy.

Now that the sick are all healed, what is the use of the prophet?

Never underestimate human ingratitude.

Taking advantage of the heat of public opinion caused by the holy water, Allen announced on the Internet that he had officially created the "Giant God Church" and appointed himself as the Pope.

The doctrine is simple and easy to understand, typical of mythological dualism:

The two giant gods who created the world are the Father of the Titans, who represents light and hope, and the Mother of the Titans, who symbolizes darkness and destruction.

When human society enters the post-modern era, the world is declining, people's hearts are rotten, and the whole society has slipped into the abyss of degeneration.

The Mother of Titans, saddened and angry at the fall of humanity.

He has sent down a curse of destruction and intends to destroy all mankind.

The carrier of the curse is the Titan cell.

And so, the Age of Calamity came.

The benevolent Titan Father, unable to bear the tragic prayers of the human survivors, sent a prophet to the world to lead people to the right path, to fight calamity with faith, and to rebuild civilization.

Alan himself is a prophet on a mission to save the world.

Superficial doctrines, in the eyes of scholars, are full of slots and loopholes, and are not worth refuting at all.

However, it can't stand the people's joy of hearing it.

People who live in suffering have the time and energy to debate the Bible and are most likely to accept this kind of doctrine that is easy to understand.

The first batch of 1,000 bottles of holy water distributed free of charge has achieved good results.

Those who take holy water, without exception, will be cured of the disease.

Afterwards, all of these lucky people came to Allen's church and swore an oath of gratitude and piety!

According to the feedback of his willingness, Alan selects devout believers and focuses on cultivation.

After this period of research, especially thanks to the internal information provided by Dr. Allen, a wonderful and plausible pattern was discovered.

In this demonic wasteland world, there is no real warlock bloodline yet.

However, the genealogy of the infected Titan cells is ...... with the genealogy of the Titan-Giant lineage The fit is extremely high!

After all, this world was created by the Ancestral Titans.

You can't write two "Titans" in one stroke, and it makes sense that there is such a connection.

However, I'm afraid that even the Ancestor Titan didn't expect that this subtle detail would bring great convenience to Allen!

Because this means that those infected with Titan cells can be injected with the Titan-Giant bloodline awakening agent without any risk, and there is a great probability of awakening the warlock bloodline!

So here's the problem.

In this world without the inheritance of warlocks, where to find the bloodline awakening agent?

The answer lies in Alan himself.

Prophet Alan, the flesh comes from the world of warlocks.

At present, he has awakened the Giant bloodline and evolved to the Golem stage.

Allen extracts his own blood and refines the bloodline essence, which is the best bloodline awakening agent.

The injected person, practicing the atavistic meditation method, can awaken the warlock bloodline, and in the initial stage, it is the stone giant!

The ogre and the hill giant before, skip directly!

This gift is reserved for only the most devout believers with the most potential.

After an investigation, Allen selected twelve of the best apostles from tens of thousands of believers.

Twelve apostles, collectively participating in the "baptismal ceremony".

Receive the essence of the bloodline given by the Prophet and then be infused with requiem meditation by the Prophet through assembly meditation.

Among the twelve enviable lucky ones were four of Allen's old friends.

Cato and Anne, as well as Wellen and his sons, were among the first believers to be baptized.

Not long after, the twelve apostles all awakened the warlock bloodline and obtained the atavistic form of incarnating as a stone giant.

This is just the beginning.

As the practice deepens, Allen's apostles will also gain greater power.

From the Golem bloodline, it evolved into the Frost Giant, Fire Giant, Cloud Giant, Storm Giant, Bronze Titan, Silver Titan, and Gold Titan......

The apostles devoutly believed that their strength came entirely from the gifts of the prophets.

If you betray your faith, you will be beaten back to your original form.

As there are more and more believers, the average rank is getting higher and higher, and Allen's faith will increase day by day.

In just three years after founding the Giant God Church, his cultivation had been promoted to the early stage of the seventh order!

The Giant Bloodline has evolved to the Storm Giant stage.

Take it a step further, it's the true Titan bloodline!

In the midst of this promising missionary business, there were also small accidents that embarrassed Allen.

The night of baptism.

Annie, one of Allen's most devout apostles, came uninvited and quietly walked into his bedroom.

a naked carcass like a holy lamb.

Alan saw the intention of dedication in her eyes, and immediately refused, advising her not to sacrifice herself so much.

However, with a fervent fire of faith burning in Anne's eyes, she insisted on offering herself as a sacrifice to her idol:

"Prophet, listen to me! Even Jesus Christ would not refuse Mary Magdalene and wash her feet with tears of repentance. ”

Alan was unable to refute for a moment, so he had to accept her sacrifice.

……

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(End of chapter)