After completing the task of spreading rumors, the money that was originally carefully carried in his hand was stuffed in his pocket at will, and he carefully observed the surroundings, and only then did he carefully bend down and flee while no one noticed him.

Yes, he didn't actually 'take bribes' to tell the rumors just now, but his own task, or purpose, was to create rumors.

Now that most of his mission has been completed, it is estimated that soon the police's eyes will notice that God is on earth.

He quickly left the school and crept into a safe house in a residential building.

"No one is following you, is there?" The people in the room immediately asked.

"Don't worry, I've double-checked, no."

The people in the safe house breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good......"

If God was here, he might have recognized that this man was also a great priest of the Savior's Order, and that he was in the same camp as God on earth and the cardinal before the reproduction of the new port came out.

"Is this really a threat to him?" The school worker asked him if he was a new member of the Savior's Church, and because he was a late member of the Church and had no status, so he followed the archpriest, but now he was a little skeptical that it was worth it.

Without him, this archpriest is too 'cowardly'.

The archpriest did not answer, his expression gloomy and his bloodshot eyes, as if he had not slept well in days, and he had a silver cross wrapped around his hand, on which was a small statue of Jesus of the Savior.

The school worker couldn't help but ask again, this time he couldn't help but reveal a little impatience in his tone: "Is it really related to Austin that people are crazy?" If he hadn't done it, he might not have cared about the rumors we spread! ”

"He didn't do it?" The archpriest murmured, "No, it must be him." ”

There was a little fear in his eyes slowly, and he couldn't help but murmur and repeat: "It must be him, he is going to destroy us." ”

This matter has been pressing on his heart, and even though it has only been a few months, he seems to be living like a year.

Watching Austin climb higher and higher in the church, the sense of panic did not disappear at all.

……

A few months ago, an unemployed young man walked into the new port, and like many of the people who came to work here, with the dream of making a lot of money, and like countless others who had never heard of the dangers of the city, he was quietly swallowed up in the corners of sin.

When Austin awoke, he found many men and women lying around, ranging from young people in their twenties to elderly people who looked to be in their fifties.

[Investigation: Success]

[You notice that the surrounding environment resembles an abandoned warehouse, the windows are all sealed with wooden boards, and from the faint leaking light, it should be daytime, there are two entrances and exits, one of which is completely integrated with the wall, and the other should be locked from the outside]

After scouting, Austin found that someone had woken up intermittently.

"Where is this?"

"I—Am I kidnapped? Who the hell is it! ”

At this moment, the door of the warehouse opened from the outside, and a group of black-robed men entered, about four or five of them, who watched them for a long time.

"Who are you?"

Some people try to stand up, but they find that their bodies are sore and weak.

The black-robed man who walked in front took off his black hood, and smiled at the miserable appearance of the people present who couldn't get up, and felt a little happy.

If the school staff had been here, it would have been recognized, and it was undoubtedly the great priest who spread the rumors.

Grand Priest Mike. Mir hooked his hand behind him, and soon someone respectfully handed out a megaphone.

"Good morning, prospective sacrificers. ()”

“……∷()_[(()”

"Congratulations to all of you for being chosen for this great ceremony." Mike said, "Some of you are tourists, some of you are vagabonds, some of you live an ordinary life and no one cares until you die, but from today your mediocre fate will be changed." ”

"Yes, you can rejoice, you will be a part of greatness."

As he spoke, Mike opened his arms slightly, smiled, and even looked at them with encouragement, and as he expected, everyone present froze, but instead of cheers, a series of angry scolding and wailing erupted.

"Mad let us out!"

"My family will call the police, please let me go!"

"You want money, I can give money, I can give whatever you want!"

"Let me out, you guys are breaking the law, I can go to the court and sue you for illegal □□!"

Mike sighed slightly: "Every year I say the same thing." ”

The subordinates behind him laughed: "Yes, no matter how many times you repeat it, these pigs will only say these lines." ”

Seeing that Mike was already impatient, the priest behind him took out the gun from his arms and aimed it at the man who was shouting the loudest.

Bang!

A bloody hole appeared in the man's temple, and amid the screams of the people around him, the man who had been scolding the infidels just now fell backwards and lost his breath.

&nbs

p; "By now, you should know where you are?"

There was silence as Mike looked around in satisfaction, and then, as he began to chant a series of incantations, the last letter coming out of his mouth, and everyone present was surprised to see that the land within the confines of the warehouse began to glow red, and then two blood-red values appeared on his head.

0、0

The value on Mike's head is 1 and 0.

This beating number 1 gave the smart people present a bad premonition.

"You should have noticed the numbers on your heads, right?" Mike smiled and said, "These two values are actually very simple, one is the pain you cause to yourself, and the pain you cause to others. ”

"As much as I say you are all quasi-sacrifices, don't worry, you still have a chance to escape the fate of being sacrifices before the final rites come, and the number on your head is the only lifesaver you can hold onto."

"The more pain you inflict on yourself, the higher the value on the right, and the more pain you inflict on others, the higher the value on the left." As he spoke, Mike looked at the corpse on the ground regretfully and shook his head, "The damage caused by this way of shooting is too short, and the pain is only a short moment, which is too wasteful." ”

"But it's okay, we've got you covered."

Behind Mike the priest above, move

() A large cloth bag was filled with vices, chainsaws, knives, sticks, and other weapons, and in addition to a book bound in red skin.

"In addition to weapons and equipment, there are also the holy scriptures of our Savior Order,"

Mike smiled and glanced at everyone, "In a week, I will select some of the lucky ones among you to become a member of our cult, of course, the two people with higher values on the head have a better chance, and it is a pity to pick the rest of the others can only be sacrificed, I hope to have the opportunity to work with you." ”

With that, Mike and the rest of the congregation left the place.

It took a while for them to leave, and everyone slowly felt their strength regain and at the same time digest what Mike had said, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the big bag of weapons, and no one moved, as if they were afraid to inadvertently break the current situation.

"Do what he says?" Someone asked in a low voice.

"How is it possible, this is obviously a trick of □□!" The inch-headed man scolded angrily, "He just deliberately wanted us to kill each other!" ”

Everybody can see that.

The others were silent, and no matter how stupid anyone was, they could see that this was a game that tested human nature, and human nature was often the most untested.

Seeing that no one spoke, the inch-headed man frowned obviously.

At this moment, the homeless man closest to the package suddenly moved, and I don't know when he regained his strength, so he quickly ran over and took the top chainsaw when everyone didn't react.

"You!" The inch-headed man was furious, but this seemed to cause a herd effect, and one after another people stood up to grab the weapons in the sack.

This sack is actually not deep, but there are at least thirty people in the warehouse, which is obviously not enough.

In the end, the inch-headed man couldn't help but join in, including him, a total of 10 people grabbed the weapon.

Almost all of these 10 people are young and middle-aged, and the remaining older ones are more than a little slower, probably not yet recovering, and finally the remaining ones have to go and get the remaining red-skinned "Holy Scriptures"

Those who grabbed the weapons did not take the lead in attacking, but shrank in the corners one by one with their weapons in their hands, looking at the people around them vigilantly.

In this chaotic scene, only one person sat on the ground and did not move, watching them coldly.

"Aren't you going to rob it?" An old man next to Austin asked, who seemed to have given up, or perhaps knowing that his hands and feet were not as fast as these people.

"No, no interest." Austin, that is, God answered on earth.

Strange people. The old man thought, "Don't you want to live?" ”

"It's not." God just doesn't think it's necessary in the world, and he can reopen at any time anyway, and there is no need to do such things that obviously fall below the lower limit.

As for why it hasn't been reopened now, God can't say in the world, maybe I want to see how bloody and violent this game is.

Seeing that Austin had no desire to explain, the old man did not continue to ask, and soon the people present were divided into camps, those with weapons were vigilant and the rest were armed with weapons, while those with books hugged together to keep warm, and Austin and some old people sat quietly in the middle, as if they had given up resistance.

The stalemate lasted for several hours, during which some smart people came forward to try to unite everyone, nothing more than saying nice things, and proposing that everyone unite and attack the cultists with weapons, and many people agreed.

However, when it was dark and white smoke was sprayed from the exhaust pipes in the warehouse, everyone felt the loss of physical strength, and they couldn't get up from sitting on the ground.

□□ opened the warehouse, dropped a bag of food, and left.

When the smoke cleared and strength was restored, the young man who was the first to recover was the first to lift the food bag and put the food and water inside on the ground to count it.

Obviously, they don't get enough food, probably only enough for half of the population.

The meaning of it made everyone fall into silence, and they couldn't help but look at the eyes and faces of the people around them, as if at this moment, a layer of estrangement appeared between them.!