On the way to the prison of the fake "priest", Shang Jianyao said something:
"He's so hypocritical, obviously he's already very moved, and he said he needs to think about it again."
"He" refers to Xu Liyan, the city owner of Wild Grass City.
Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao:
"It's normal. It's cheap to promise too soon."
"Sincereness is the most important thing between brothers." Shang Jianyao objected.
Jiang Baimian followed his logic and said:
"You and him are brothers doesn't mean the company is brothers with him."
Jiang Baimian also wanted to make a joke, "If you have the ability to make all the directors of the board of directors your brothers, rounding up is equal to the company and Xu Liyan becoming brothers", but considering Shang Jianyao's action force, he promptly dismissed this idea.
While talking, they came to the prison and met the person in charge.
After showing Xu Liyan's warrant to the other party, the two were welcomed into a small room.
The main body of the room is the console with multiple screens above it.
At this point, all the screens presented were one picture: a room with only one bed and one chair.
In the fighting room, the sick fake "priest" was sitting on a chair, looking at the opposite wall, where there also seemed to be a big screen.
"He has a strong 'hypnotic' ability, and it is best for the two of you not to have close contact with him, it is safer to be separated by electronic products." The person in charge briefly explained the reason for the current design.
Of course, Jiang Baimian couldn't tell the person in charge that Shang Jianyao was also an awakened person and could make friends with the fake "priest". She nodded and said:
"So fine."
After she sat down with Shang Jianyao, with the operation of the person in charge, the scenes on the screen were connected together to form a whole.
This gives the impression that there is only a piece of glass between the two sides.
Then, the door of the compartment opened, and a silver-gray metal robot walked in and debugged the screen opposite the fake "priest".
Obviously, humans cannot "hypnotize" machines.
"The power of technology..." Jiang Baimian sighed.
It didn't take long for the fake "priest" to see the situation in the monitoring room through the screen.
"It's you." The sick man leaned back in his chair and said calmly.
Jiang Baimian immediately smiled and said:
"You're quite calm."
The fake "priest" raised his head slightly and said:
"Since the nickname is 'priest', it must have been prepared for the martyrdom of the Lord."
His tone was flat, and it seemed that it was not him, but Jiang Baimian and the others who were imprisoned.
Jiang Baimian knows that such people have strong self-logic logic. If you follow their rhythm and fall into their logic, it will be difficult to break their hearts and ask enough valuable details.
Of course, it really doesn't work, they can still ask Odick, a member of the "Shang Jian Yao Brotherhood", for help.
It's just that this will be more troublesome, because the dream guidance is obviously directional, and the coverage will not be too broad, and it needs to be tried again and again.
Jiang Baimian then glanced sideways and motioned for Shang Jianyao to ask first.
This is her strategy, to let Shang Jianyao, who plays cards out of common sense, disrupt the opponent's rhythm.
Shang Jianyao said without hesitation:
"What is your 'anti-intellectual' communion?"
His expression was rather serious, and he seemed to be asking a vital question.
The fake "priest" was stunned for a moment, feeling as if the momentum that had built up fell into the void.
This is not something to be concerned about, so the fake "priest" replied casually:
"Rice soup, lotus root starch, stewed eggs are relatively easy to eat."
"Do you all consider yourself a baby?" Shang Jianyao asked abruptly.
The fake "priest" was stunned again, thinking for a while before saying:
"Human instincts are there from birth, and our goal is to leave the vast majority of people with only instinct and experience."
"This kind of communion is fine for babies to eat, but adults will not feel full, and can only experience it occasionally." Shang Jianyao completely ignored the response of the fake "priest" and said to himself, "Really, you should have a relationship with The religious groups that believe in the rule of law should communicate more with each other.”
The fake "priest" couldn't keep up with this guy's train of thought, so he chose to give up and shut his mouth.
"I think you religious organizations are too self-contained. If you can communicate, discuss and absorb each other's strengths often, it will definitely attract more believers than now, at least I will think about it." Shang Jianyao put forward a suggestion.
The blue veins on the forehead of the fake "priest" jumped slightly, resisting the urge to refute.
"Speaking of which, are all the people in your sect stupid? For example, you, after all the hard work, didn't accomplish anything, and sent yourself here." Shang Jianyao looks like he wants to be fake." Priest" explores the failure of anti-intellectual education.
The fake "priest" breathed a little heavier, and he said in a deep voice:
"It's just bad luck this time, I met you and Odyk together."
"Luck?" Jiang Baimian seized the opportunity and said with a smile, "When you know that Lei Yunsong and the others are 'Pangu creatures' and choose to use them as scapegoats, you should be able to think, 'Pangu creatures' Someone will definitely be sent to investigate, and it is still a relatively powerful kind.
"Under such circumstances, shouldn't you implement the plan as soon as possible
"Who knows, you guys actually delayed it for a month and a half, and it didn't officially start until we came. Are you procrastinating? Or, do you have a tendency to commit suicide subconsciously
"If there is none, then I can only regretfully think that your brain has been sacrificed to the end of the year."
The fake "priest" took a deep breath and said sullenly:
"In order to wait for the weather to be colder, a large number of wilderness wanderers gathered."
"You can change to another plan. What are you doing so rigidly? Your goal is to assassinate Xu Liyan, not to mess with Weed City." Jiang Baimian, like an instructor, sharply attacked the students' self-confidence.
Then, she changed the conversation and asked with a smile:
"Did someone instill in you the idea that you had to do this?"
The fake "priest" trembled slightly, and his eyes widened a little involuntarily.
Jiang Baimian didn't give the fake "priest" a chance to find a reason, laughed and said:
"Don't you know that when you were dealing with Odik, Xu Liyan was attacked and almost killed him?"
"What?" The expression of the fake "priest" has changed a lot.
With a smile, Jiang Baimian told the story of the real "priest"'s attack and the goal he wanted to achieve, and finally asked:
"If it weren't for a coincidence, the great nobles of the entire Weed City would have gone to the sky with a bang, and then the regular army of the 'First City' would have used the pretext to quell the riots and forcibly settled in.
"Isn't that crazier, more imaginative, and closer to success than your plan?"
The fake "priest" lowered his head slightly with a gloomy face, did not respond, and did not know what he was thinking.
"Compared to him, I think you are like a fake 'priest'." After a series of foreshadowing, Jiang Baimian finally said this sentence.
The eyes of the fake "priest" suddenly solidified, and his body trembled more and more.
Jiang Baimian continued:
"The guy's nickname could be 'Dumb' or something else.
"Do you remember, someone once told you that from now on, you are a 'priest'
"Well, something like that."
The pupils of the fake "priest" enlarged, and a layer of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
After a few seconds, he let out a low beast-like roar, raised his hands, and covered his face.
Then, he stood up with a horrified look on his face.
"Yes, yes, yes!" He said three "yes" in a row, his voice getting louder and louder.
Huh... Jiang Baimian breathed out silently:
"Now do you know who you are?"
The fake "priest" whose false pride was completely shattered could no longer organize his psychological defense line, and sat down like he had lost his strength:
"Guo Zheng, my name is Guo Zheng.
"I am a follower of 'Anti-Intellectualism'. I was chosen to bathe in divine grace and became an awakened person."
Jiang Baimian immediately interrupted Guo Zheng:
"You were awakened by the end of the year?"
This is the most concerning issue.
Guo Zheng gasped and said:
"Yes, we were selected and entered a dark cave. As instructed, we each found a place to lie down and sleep.
"It shouldn't be long after I fell asleep, I saw the 'Hall of Stars'."
Jiang Baimian asked:
"How many people have been selected, and how many have awakened?"
"There are a lot of people who have been selected. I don't have a specific number, but there are hundreds." Guo Zheng recalled, "Four or five awakened in the end..."
As he spoke, he frowned, as if suffering some kind of pain.
"What are the sequelae of those who haven't awakened?" Jiang Baimian asked thoughtfully.
Guo Zheng thought about it:
"Some went crazy, some died on the spot, and some didn't have anything at all. This is the majority."
Jiang Baimian glanced sideways at Shang Jianyao, smiled and asked again:
"How do you make sure that people who seem okay or crazy aren't awake?"
Guo Zheng revealed obvious fear:
"At that time, there was an elder of the sect presided over.
"He can flip through everyone's memory on a massive scale."
Sure enough, the strengths of "anti-intellectualism" lie in the fields of memory and hypnosis... Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao looked at each other and were a little excited.
This is the excitement of slowly figuring out something.
"Elder? How are the strata within your sect divided?" Jiang Baimian continued to ask.
Guo Zheng took a breath and slowly exhaled:
"The leader of the sect is the Pope, but I have never seen it, and it is said that he has gone to the New World, where he serves the Lord and is responsible for guiding the chosen ones behind.
"Under the Pope is the 'Council of Eight', a total of eight elders who govern different areas.
"Under the elders are the bishops, who are responsible for various specific affairs. Under the bishops are the priests, who are the executors of the plan and the preachers of doctrine."
Jiang Baimian nodded slightly:
"Which tier does the 'priest' belong to?"
"I'm the bishop, he... I don't know." Guo Zheng recalled slightly painfully.
Jiang Baimian took the opportunity to ask:
"Do you remember who 'hypnotized' you? Remember what he looked like?"
Guo Zheng frowned again:
"He, he, he's male, no, he's female, no, he's handsome, no, he's shaved..."
"No, no..." Guo Zheng's lips moved, and he screamed frantically and fearfully, "He tampered with my memory!"