"What an unexpected choice..."
From the moment Mrs. Evans rushed out of the house and took the initiative to make a change, she was already under the gaze of what she didn't do. Just as every god can easily see the preacher who pursues his way.
But the choice Mrs. Evans made made him smile in surprise and appreciation.
——She didn't confine herself to her own family, but cast her eyes on all the townspeople, aroused the townspeople who were already desperate to die, and carried out a crazy give it a go.
It's just that from this action, she obviously fully comprehended what Yuan Buwei said, and made her own interpretation of the Tao that Yuan Buwei followed.
——If the small characters on the stage want to get rid of the original setting, make changes that amaze the audience outside the stage, and gain the favor and favor of the audience, it is not just about adding more scenes, but more importantly, the scenes are exciting enough.
Moreover, only changing the script of one person is obviously far inferior to mobilizing other characters to change the script together, so as to gain more favor from the audience!
Mrs. Evans didn't know what to do? To what extent and what kind of favor could she get to save her daughter, so she had to do her best.
Therefore, she wisely chose to convince the whole town of Konya to complete a wonderful and gorgeous drama and do her best to please the god who watched everything.
Even though she didn't know if all of this was just a prank by a certain existence, just to see the hopeless and despairing expressions of the tiny little people. But she can only choose to believe that this is her only hope.
When all the living people in Konya town, old and young, men and women, healthy or dying, supported each other and miraculously rushed out of the The blockade of the army has been completed? A feat that could never have been accomplished in the past. Everyone, including Mrs. Evans, felt a deep shock in their hearts.
They couldn't help it anymore, weeping with joy.
— all this is true!
—Is there really such a god?... watching us in the dark.
— this is really... great??...
A group of old, weak, sick and disabled looked back. There was no shadow of the army behind them. It seemed that at the moment they rushed out of the blockade, the pursuers behind them completely lost their traces.
The vast white mist rose between the sky and the earth, blocking their sight, and making the army that still wanted to pursue lose their direction? Doubting their lives in place.
It seems that there is really a god in the dark, blocking their footsteps and not allowing them to continue chasing.
As soon as such thoughts arose, these chasing soldiers consciously gave up? Chasing.
Living in the Southern Continent, a place full of cults, even ordinary people know it well. Sometimes knowing too much is too much. Perseverance is not a good thing. It is time to learn to pretend to be confused and not to be too serious. Otherwise, who knows when they will be offended? An existence they can't afford.
However, the people who successfully got rid of the chasing soldiers broke into an endless forest in the mist.
The grassland washed by the torrential rain is slippery and soft, and every old tree and every leaf is glistening with water. Layers upon layers of trees stretch endlessly. Looking at it at a glance, the depths of the deep sea of trees appear as mysterious as the night.
How many times has this group of people never been out in their entire lives? The townspeople rarely mustered up the courage to do crazy things that they never thought of. Now that they have calmed down, they are suddenly at a loss? Have you all looked at it? Mrs. Evans, who is obviously of extraordinary status.
Mrs. Evans supported her frail daughter with a smile on her face, and her face was radiant like never before: "Don't worry, the gods are watching us. He has blessed us to break through the desperate situation, as long as we continue to go on, Hope and vitality will surely come."
She walked forward without hesitation.
Others followed her one after another, inspired by her words? Confidence. Yes, they are gods? People who are watching, what is there to worry about? The dead end that was almost cleaned not long ago has been broken out? Will there be worse results later
The tired people stepped into the forest, and the dawn light slowly fell from the gaps in the leaves. A beautiful white deer walked through the forest bathed in the light of the morning light. Its white fur was like A handful of first snow.
Many of the people present were hunting experts with rich experience in wild survival. After a night of running around, the tired and hungry people followed the trail of the white deer and soon came to a spacious area. space.
On the clearing, a clear spring gurgled, and tall fruit trees grew beside the spring. There are also various footprints left by animals around, which are obviously non-toxic and harmless.
Tired or starving, a group of people decided to take a rest here. They drank spring water to quench their thirst, picked fruits to satisfy their hunger, and fell asleep without knowing it.
When everyone woke up in the sky, they were all stunned suddenly
The feeling in the body is as if the wheels of an old carriage have been greased, and there is a strange smoothness. It seems that the strange feeling of depression in the past has been swept away overnight.
People who are not deeply infected themselves just have this subtle feeling. Like Miss Evans, the infection is extremely deep. People with Half-Life have changed a lot.
Her face, which was originally blue and yellow, became more rosy, and the dead air on her body completely dissipated, replaced by a faint sickly breath. It looked as if it was just a shower, a drizzle, and a cold.
Mrs. Evans watched her daughter with ecstasy, and then excitedly embraced her into her arms.
Her actions attracted no one's attention.
Because no one else reacted better than her? To? Where? The cheers have been drowned out? Everything.
People hugged, kissed, cheered, and marveled at the incredible change!
It's as if they've suddenly become characters in a mythical epic, experienced a wonderful and incredible night, and become a chapter in the future writing of the hymn of the gods.
—They praised that god with ecstasy?!
— This is a miracle that only a god can do!
The one hundred and seventy-two people who survived have obviously become the most fanatical believers.
When everyone realized that the disease covering their bodies had been dispelled by the power of the gods, they finally began to consider the way forward, and everyone looked at Mrs. Evans again.
After thinking for a moment, this knowledgeable woman with extraordinary background came up with an idea. She raised her hand and pointed to the way she came from: "...let's go back, go back to Violet City, go back to Koko Go to the small town of Nia, since we are healthy and have not been infected with the plague, then even the temple... has no reason to take action against us? Clean it up."
"—We want to go back to the earth in a bright way, and plant the first soil for the spread of our Lord's faith."
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After the group of people left, a pitch-black crow circled around the woods and lightly landed on a branch. Its round eyes were deep and quiet.
The mechanical sound of the system 999 sounded at the right time, with exclamation: [It feels like I have experienced it myself? A fairy tale, when did you change the host? Painting style?]
The pitch-black crow tilted its head and combed its feathers lightly: "It's good or bad? It's a tall god. It should be mysterious and forceful."
—Besides, a group of desperate people seized the opportunity given by the gods in desperation, miraculously broke through the blockade of the army, miraculously reaped incredible adventures, and finally gained new life from the desperate situation. Isn't this in line with the style of this epic
System 999 still doesn't understand: [I think the spring water and fruits here are good? They seem to be ordinary spring water and fruits. Why did they eat them to dispel the plague?? But when did you have the host? Such ability?]
... Ming? Ming? In his impression, this great demon king can only destroy, not cure diseases at all.
The crow, which was entrusted with a trace of divine sense, poked lightly at a fruit next to it, and said in an understated voice: "It is indeed very common. But when did I say that? This is the reason why the plague was dispelled?"
[Eh? ? ?]
"The reason why the plagues on them healed without treatment was, of course, because I tampered with it? The Tao of the Plague Lord, to be precise, is not a complete Tao, but just some details left in this world."
Didn't it mean that the system 999 didn't understand what he said in a natural tone? Feeling serious.
"From the time they took the initiative to change the fate of being cleansed, they have been constantly approaching my way until they have completely established a connection with my way. Of course, the traces of the Lord of Plague on them have been covered and tampered with by my way."
He started again? Own fantastic metaphor.
"... If the different Taos are molds, it's like? It's like the Lord of the Plague first used his Tao to transform Dim Sum into his shape. Unexpectedly, Dim Sum favored me more and actively jumped into? My mold, In the end, the whole piece of pastry became? The shape of Yi Zhidao, and the traces of the Lord of the Plague were completely wiped out? Of course there is no more plague? "
Speaking of this, I didn't feel a little greedy.
The little crow stood on the branch thinking for a second, then tilted his head to look at the fruit he poked. He walked forward slowly, and took a bite of the fruit with his probe. His dark and quiet eyes were full of curiosity and anticipation.
"...!"
In the next second, the entire crow froze on the branch, as if it had turned into a petrified statue.
… Good?, Good? Sour >_