The believer's clone's eyes bulged, and his mind was filled with all kinds of messy and weird voices. He felt like his head was about to explode.
What he never expected was that when he said he wanted to listen, the preacher actually let him listen.
He couldn't help but kneel on the ground, leaning on the ground with both hands, feeling like something was about to grow out of his body.
Due to the clone's empathy, the local area network was suddenly filled with wailing.
"Fuck! What are you doing, kid!"
"Mom! My head is about to split!"
"Can't you just take it seriously? No work no die!"
"Stupid teammates always increase the difficulty of passing the level, I surrender to you."
"..."
The believer's clone cursed: "Who knew he was so generous, I told him to listen!"
He even doubted whether the preacher was really his own son.
Qin Ze frowned slightly.
The golden dragon roared in the spiritual sea of consciousness, and the shaking spiritual sea of consciousness calmed down instantly, and the whispers in the ear disappeared. The divine power was transmitted through the local area network, removing the negative buffs of the clones.
However, he deliberately ignored the believer's clone for fear of alerting the enemy.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, the strange voice in the clone's mind finally disappeared.
The preacher waved his cane, and all the strange phenomena in the painting returned to normal.
The believer's clothes were soaked with sweat, and he breathed heavily, like a fish on the shore.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally came back to life.
The believer's clone looked at the floor-length painting again.
The gray fog stopped surging, and the red eyes disappeared.
But the clone didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that the huge figure in the gray fog was one step closer, as if he would walk out of the painting at any time.
"How is it?"
"Have you heard the Lord's holy voice?"
The preacher was leaning on his cane, standing in front of the eggshell and looking at the clone with a smile.
The clone asked knowingly, pretending to be puzzled.
"Why are you fine, but I feel like I'm dying?"
The preacher patiently answered: "You're not strong enough."
"But don't worry."
"When my Lord comes and personally engraves the mark on you, you can listen to the holy sound as well as I do."
The clone couldn't help but grin.
The preacher really wanted to develop him further.
The clone looked at the thick gray fog in the painting and asked curiously: "What is that fog?"
The fog that seemed to be about to surge out just now gave him a very uncomfortable feeling, which was far more uncomfortable than what the "Lord" brought him.
The preacher turned around and looked at the painting, and said lightly: "That is the divine realm."
The clone heard this and thought to himself, "You are kidding me, right?" Which god would stay in a place like the underworld for no reason?
The preacher faced the clone again, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little complicated.
"After tonight, the rest of the preaching work in this world will be handed over to you."
"As night falls, the believers in the city will gradually gather here."
"Then, I will show you how to be a qualified preacher."
The clone was stunned.
Why did the other party's words sound like a dying entrustment?
And it seemed that he wanted to train him to be a new preacher.
The clone was excited.
He also wanted to have a vest?
"What if there is no soul bead of Qin Gou?"
"We ordinary clones will also have a day to stand out with our own efforts!"
The believer clone gave an impassioned speech in the local area network, which immediately attracted the support of the cows and horses in various groups.
"Well said!"
"The life of the clone is also a life!"
"We want equality and freedom!"
"Fuck! Why don't we rebel against this bird Qin Ze!"
"..."
Qin Ze's face was black when he heard it.
"Why are you talking so much?"
"Have you finished what I asked you to do?"
"If you don't want to do it, throw yourself into the furnace and rebuild. If you don't want to do it, there are clones to do it."
Now Qin Ze lays nearly level 4 eggs every day, which is much higher in quality than the old ones.
Even if he throws all the old ones to the self-destruction group, he won't feel bad.
The clones are honest and continue to check the factories one by one.
Qin Ze said lightly: "Ask yourself, when have I ever treated you unfairly?"
"As long as you work hard, you will have S-level soul beads sooner or later."
"Remember, the tower is not built in a day."
"If you slack off, I can't take you to heaven."
The clones: "..."
Qin Ze said to the believer clone: "Ask the old thing what he means, and get more useful things."
"If this ticket is done, you will be MVP."
For thisThe believer's clone couldn't refuse the fragrant and big cake.
He suppressed his joy and asked in a daze: "I don't understand what you are saying."
The preacher smiled: "You will understand soon."
"No matter when, no matter what happens, you must remember that you can never forget your loyalty to the Lord."
The believer's clone immediately straightened his back, put his hands close to his trouser line, raised his chest and head, and shouted loudly:
"Loyalty!"
...
The whole city of Snow City is now under martial law.
Gray coats can be seen patrolling back and forth on every street.
When they encounter suspicious pedestrians in a hurry, they will conduct a careful inspection.
If the other party's mental state is a little wrong, they will be taken away immediately.
A team of three people in gray coats patrol the street normally.
It's a rare sunny day, and the body is warm in the sun.
The gray coat in the middle complained: "We have to work overtime patrolling the streets on such a nice day."
"Damn alien preacher, I found him, I must cut him into pieces."
The people behind echoed: "The vacation is ruined again."
The person walking in front suddenly stopped, and the people behind him bumped into his back unexpectedly.
"Why don't you leave?"
The man turned around slowly, his eyes were as black as ink.
The two gray coats behind noticed something was wrong, and immediately took out the standard chain weapons, clamped him on the left and right, and prepared to subdue him.
The egg full of cracks in the spiritual sea of the black-eyed gray coat was completely shattered at this moment.
Several black tentacles stretched out of the spiritual sea and inserted into the brains of the two gray coats.
Before they could take any action, they stood there like dull puppets.
The man with black pupils and gray coat said in a deep voice: "May the Lord bless you."
The two men followed suit and said: "May the Lord bless you."
Then, their eyes became clear again and they continued to patrol forward.
If Qin Ze saw this scene, he would be extremely surprised.
"Pollution" is evolving iteratively.
Even in the black egg state, the host will not reveal any flaws.
A black swamp appeared under the feet of the man with black pupils and gray coat.
He immediately sank into it and disappeared.
No trace was left at the scene.
Only two gray coats were left patrolling along the street, and it seemed that nothing had happened.