Hearing the man's words, the players sitting around were stunned.
They try their best to survive in the game every day, so who has time to think about anything else
In their eyes, NPCs are just a group of moving things, and few people care about them.
But today…
This new religion...
It makes people frown.
The middle-aged man sitting at the top didn't care.
The pressure of the game dying needs to be released.
For some things, you have to try them once to know how good they feel.
Hurting innocent people will make people feel guilty to a greater or lesser extent.
One of the teachings of the New God Church is that everything done in the game is innocent.
Every time this cycle passes, more people will embrace new doctrines in order to avoid the condemnation in their hearts. In the end, they will be fascinated by all the doctrines of the new religion and become the most loyal believers of the new religion without hesitation.
“Everyone should be true to their own hearts, liberate themselves and release pressure.
These kids volunteered to help us get into top shape in the final days of the game.
We are the creators of a new world!
Everything we do in the game is innocent!"
The middle-aged man raised his arms and shouted, and the brainwashed people around him also shouted loudly, and the hall suddenly became chaotic.
These young people who just came in certainly did not sacrifice themselves for God. They came for a bite to eat, for food and meat, and then they took the initiative to walk to other seated players.
Discordant voices were heard all around, and more and more people joined this discordant movement.
Fu Yizhi sat in such an environment, surrounded by four or five young girls, and his expression did not change from beginning to end.
His eyes were cold and expressionless, as if he was heartless and desireless, and out of reach.
The middle-aged man who was holding a beautiful young girl looked over and smiled at Fu Yizhi's cold expression.
"Look at my memory. I almost forgot about you."
As he said this, he spoke to the subordinate next to him, and then a person was brought out.
Little lover
After being blown by the wind for a long time and watching many scenes that are not suitable for children, Fu Anan finally understood the script he had received.
He broke free from the priest who was holding him and ran to Fu Yizhi's side.
"Brother Fu."
The expression on Fu Yizhi's face finally changed. He looked her up and down and asked, "Cold?"
How can it not be cold
The man just now asked me to wear a down jacket.
The little bit of fabric inside is no different from the bellybands worn by ancient people.
Just now when I was outside the door, the cold wind blew from my calves into my neck.
"This, this damn New God Cult really knows how to play."
I didn't play the game seriously, didn't save my supplies well, and ended up doing some bullshit.
Fu Anan rubbed his hands together and almost curled up into a ball.
Once this evil cult is wiped out, she will strip all the priests of their clothes and throw them outside to feel the ice and snow.
As she was thinking, she suddenly heard someone whispered in her ear.
"Sit up."
Yes, I almost forgot that my current identity is Mr. Fu’s little lover.
She looked at Fu Yizhi's long legs lying flat, then sat down, stopping when her clothes touched him.
To outsiders, it looked like she was sitting down.
But in reality, her butt was hanging in the air.
(End of this chapter)