Bai Jiamu blurted out: "Why did you suddenly tell Bai Liu fortune?!"
"What fortune telling!" Rebelliously retorted like angrily, "My skill is called [Listen to God's Words], and fortune-telling are two different things, okay!"
"It's almost the same." A teammate with a killer sequence next to him leaned in eagerly, "What did you figure out?"
After a gaze against the gods, he smiled and said, "Calculated the birth of a new god."
Bai Jiamu quickly thought of the indigenous people who like to raise snakes and the strange attitude of these indigenous people towards Bai Liu. He frowned: "You mean Bai Liu will become the new god of this group of indigenous beliefs in this copy?"
Turning back against God, no emotion can be heard in the voice: "Forget it."
"However, the origins of the gods are the same. Bai Liuneng was selected here, proving that he was selected in all the dungeons, so he would always meet the old god... level npc."
The god was silent for a moment: "The evil god prefers Bai Liu to be his next successor. He is inducing Bai Liu to kill the god-level npc."
Bai Jiamu frowned upon hearing: "What do you mean?"
The god turned his face and smiled again: "I don't understand it very well either, that is, I have seen some gods talk about things, the prophecy is like this."
"Even a prophet of me, sometimes I don't understand whether the things I predicted are true, or the gods deliberately dropped these words to make me think of going astray."
The more Bai Jiamu listened, the more he didn't understand, his brows were almost knotted: "You mean God told a lie?"
Nishen shook his head: "You know my skill identity is similar to the judge in religion, and my skill is to accept the oracle sent by God about the future, and use this oracle to judge people."
"The oracle is absolutely true, and God can indeed see everything that will happen to everyone in the future."
Bai Jiamu became more confused as he listened: "Then why..."
Nishen lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and when he spoke, he changed the subject abruptly, "Do you know how to not lie, but perfectly deceive someone?"
Bai Jiamu was startled: "How to do it?"
Nishen raised his eyes and looked at Bai Jiamu, with a strange smile on his face: "That is just a few words to tell him about the truth."
"The oracle is the perfect presentation of this deceptive thinking."
The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and a strange smell of campfire came from the dense jungle.
In the center of the aboriginal territory where the lake goes in, there is a shed built by rubbing broad leaves and grass roots. Under the shed is a two-person high wooden statue of a god. Oily red paint for plants and trees.
Around the idol, there were six piles of torches. In such a heavy rain, the flame not only did not go out, but it burned more and more bizarrely under the blowing of the wind.
The indigenous people covered with red paint hopped around the idol and the six torch stacks in a strange pattern, hitting their knees, and still humming an unknown, gloomy tune.
Kneeled in front of the statue of a man lying on all fours in the mud. This man is the traditional aboriginal leader. With his hands facing up, his head humblely buried in the mud, he let the heavy rain wash his body, praying incessantly. :
"God, you have given us vast land and abundant rain, foretelling us the enemy and crisis in advance, giving us Pluto, a lake of death like a defensive harbor, and attacking us with sinful artillery. At that time, rain and dew will fall to help us fight back."
"Victory will be us in the end, because God has foretold all this."
"You once sent an oracle to tell us that the only way to get rid of those evil foreigners who occupy our land and enslave our bodies is to kill the factory director."
The man kneeling on the ground slowly, as if afraid of offending the wood carving, raised his head. He raised his neck and looked at the idol feverishly:
"You and I agree so much. The director of the factory is indeed a despicable and shameless stranger who confuses us with a hypocritical appearance!"
"We have regained our freedom under the instructions of your oracle. The next step is to win this war. God, please tell us. Tell you weak and pious believers. What should we do?"
"For this, I will offer your favorite offerings, our desire and pain!"
After he finished speaking, the man climbed into the shed, his ears fell on the ground, as if he was listening to the oracle descended by God, and he nodded in response from time to time, with a solemn expression, as if he really heard something.
Other indigenous people waited with bated breath.
After a while, the man walked out of the shed cautiously. He was standing, his eyes flickering, and a viciousness that couldn't be hidden came out of his voice:
"God said, kill that Guy and the new commander, and push me to the top again, and God will re-give everything we once had."
"Everything will return to peace."
On the boat.
Bai Jiamu was still thinking about the question that the god said just now. He couldn't help but ask: "But the god, even if the oracle has the possibility of inducing deception, although I don't think God really exists, you don't mean that except Few people outside of you hear that so-called oracle?"
Bai Jiamu does not believe in religion, he is skeptical of these godless things, and is okay with God.
This sacred stick has a strong sense of self-management. He does not believe in God, but uses prophecies as a reference. Sometimes he does not take the oracle seriously, and even carries the instructions in the oracle.
That's why this guy was called [The Judge against God] before.
"You want to ask me, why can the npc in a copy hear the oracle?" Nishen was sitting on the side of the boat and rowing, he smiled and looked back at Bai Jiamu, "Except for judges like me, you can give it from time to time. God called a one-way phone and asked him about the oracle. Whether ordinary people can hear the oracle depends on the intensity of the person's inner desire."
"In other words, most of the oracles that a person can hear are what he wants to hear from God, and conforms to his own desires."
"In history, the fact that the oracle can be heard is mostly because this person wants to obtain a certain status, so he uses theocratic power as a guise to persecute others."
Inverse God retracted his gaze: "But it does not rule out that some people can really hear the oracle. God really likes to suggest to people with strong desires, and then use these people to mess up the world, and then use these people. Control the world."
"God doesn't want to see peace in the world, so that he has no value in existence."
Several killer sequence players who wanted to hear gossip all leaned over and squatted beside Nishen, and the small wooden boat fell aside after that.
He quickly put his foot on the other side, stunned the two team members running here, stabilized the boat, and said helplessly: "You don't have to help rowing and watch me row by myself. Why did you help capsize the ship? You are the undercover agents sent by the traditional indigenous people to assassinate me."
The team members nodded seriously: "That's not impossible. The traditional party has the advantage of the game. If you use your head to betray, we may be able to lie down and pass the level."
Rebellious: "..."
I have worked so hard to lead them through the game for what exactly.
Several killer sequence players all smiled, and they all knew that this instance was to help the spades run in.
A few players were originally very young. In the process of running in and out of spades, coupled with the presence of a tactician like a rebellious tactician, it really feels like playing a game, and they all play very relaxed. .
Bai Jiamu took the rebellious oar and asked curiously: "When I have a strong desire, I can't hear the oracle."
He squinted at him against the gods: "You are young, how strong your desires can be, and those who are deserving of God must have quite strong desires."
A team member next to him ridiculed meaningfully: "Oh, young, Bai Jiamu, do you wake up every day when you have the strongest desires?"
Bai Jiamu was so embarrassed that he lifted the pulp and gave it to this person: "Bo Yi, don't tell me this kind of colorful joke on the basis that you are my brother-in-law! Be careful I cut you into pieces and feed the fish!"
Bai Yi touched his nose, stuck out his tongue, and shut up.
Bai Jiamu looked at the god against the gods, his ears flushed fiercely and retorted: "Isn't Bai Liu young? Didn't you say that he was chosen by the gods to become the heir? Then how strong can he have desire? Don't he just get up every day and come by himself. Next?"
Bai Yi retorted quietly next to him: "No, he and spades are married, so he played with spades at night."
Bai Jiamu: "..."
Rebellious: "..."
After a while, Bai Yi touched his chin, and added thoughtfully: "Of course, if Bai Liu has a strong desire, it is not impossible to come again in the morning, and it may be from morning to night..."
Bai Jiamu lifted the pulp blankly and hit Bai Yi's ass, smashing him into the water fiercely.
Bai Yi's head quickly emerged from the surface of the water. He looked at Bai Jiamu in disbelief, with a grievance visible to the naked eye on his face: "Why are you hitting me? This is not what I said, Bai Liu said by himself, he Said that he and the spades used 18 boxes of avoid-gululu all night!!"
Bai Jiamu stood up and stepped on the side of the ship, with an angry expression on the oars and pressed down against Bai Yi's head: "Shut up, I'm underage!"
Bai Yi screamed: "Bo Jiamu, you can't stop adults from telling pornographic jokes by relying on your underage, you only have one month to become an adult!"
"Adults should have yellow/color freedom!! Gurulu! Spades are married, do you want to deny the fact that he has an object and has sex/life! Gurulu!!!"
Bai Yi forced loudly: "You just can't be reconciled that you are the last one in the team who didn't get out of the singles. Even the straight man of spades found his wife earlier than you..."
Bai Jiamu was red from his ears to the base of his neck, and he slapped Bai Yi's face with the oars with a ferocious expression.
Bai Yi fell back in a dazed manner, with mosquito coils in his eyes, and gradually no bubbles floated up on the surface of the water.
Bai Jiamu took two deep breaths, then his face flushed, his eyes were fierce, and he sat down very calmly. He looked at the rebellious god: "I basically, completely, don't mind that I am the last single male in the killer sequence, don't you Listen to his nonsense."
Nishen calmly ignored the blood stains on the oars, and gave him a thumbs up: "It's a good job to kill one's relatives."