After confirming the neutral attitude of the sea-level experts, Ren Ruofeng took the lead to leave, leaving time and space to others.
Naturally, the others would not disperse immediately, but would take this opportunity to communicate with each other.
"Honorable Sir, do you know the next time the Heavenly Gate will be opened?" Guanzhu Ma suddenly came over and asked respectfully.
Last time, the other party also went, but it was soy sauce in the world of the dead.
Fang Ning was slightly startled, and then he understood what Comrade Lao Ma was thinking. He must have wanted to enter a new world and look for resurrection items there.
Since there were great killing weapons like divine creatures in the previous world, resurrection props were obviously very likely to exist.
Fang Ning quickly called out the green frog in the system space and asked about the matter.
The green-skinned frog blinked his big eyes and said immediately: "Oh, Father Tiandao said that we will try to open it regularly in the future. The next opening time will be one month later. The benefits are high, but the risk is extremely high, but you can use substitute death way to solve it."
"What do you mean?" Fang Ning asked confused.
The green-skinned frog looked around, and then secretly said: "Master, the so-called method of death is the method in your novels about sending people to the list. After entering that world, there is a certain death quota, as long as the death quota is enough , the safety of the remaining people will be greatly increased, and they can withdraw at any time. For the safety of the master, I will tell you in advance, but you must not tell other people."
After hearing this, the uncle said angrily: "This poor frog is so kind to you. It really blinds its eyes. Doesn't it know who is in charge?"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh," Fang Ning smiled proudly, "This is called a person who has gained the Tao, he will help more."
"How do you know? But it seems that we need to bring in a few more bad guys next time. It really worries the system. It seems that the bad guys are almost killed. Even if there are fish that slip through the net, they will not dare to come to the Tianmen." The uncle said depressedly.
"That's not easy. Take a few evil ghosts with you and use them to worship the heavens when the time comes." Fang Ning suggested.
"Don't come here. I have worked hard to train those evil ghosts. You can't kill them randomly." The uncle didn't listen to Fang Ning's advice.
"Anyway, there's still a month left, let's talk about it then." Fang Ning was too lazy to worry about it.
He immediately said to Ma Laodao: "After one month, the Tianmen will reopen, and Taoist Master can be ready."
When the others heard this, except for the indifferent expression of the Bodhisattva, everyone else's eyes were bright.
After the last visit to Heaven Climb, they already understood how beneficial this Climb to Heaven Clan would be.
As long as you complete the task alive, you can get a piece of heavenly merit for free. The local people are still a little ignorant, but the people in the upper world understand very well how important merit is.
If you have merit, even if a saint wants to touch you, he must find a reasonable reason for the incident and rub away your merit before doing so. He cannot just kill you with one palm like the decisive protagonist.
This means that as long as you are more respectful, you don't have to be overly afraid of those saints.
This is also one of the reasons why those holy immortals and Buddhas strive to pursue merit. With this thing by their side, they can speak confidently and feel truly at ease.
Everyone immediately felt that this party was not in vain, but this piece of news was of immeasurable value.
This is the power of the circle. If someone in it slips a casual sentence, it may mean the difference between life and death, and the chance of enlightenment.
…
A few days later, Tianzhu, the capital of Delhi.
"Everyone's attention, everyone's attention..."
"You need to go to the designated place under God's guidance to meet God's will."
"Repeat, this is not a drill, this is not a drill."
"Everyone needs to go to the designated place to meet God's will."
“You will enter the Kingdom of God and you will have everything you want.”
"You only have ten days. After ten days, those who refuse will be regarded as traitors of the human race, abandoned by God, and can only survive in the wild."
Red rays of light dropped from the sky, crisscrossing the streets, guiding each direction.
Many people were confused, and even more people fell on the ground and listened to this voice.
Rahal, a street gangster, is different from those honest guys, he is keenly aware of the opportunities.
He pushed down the crowded people, regardless of whether he stepped on others, and ran forward along a red light.
After running for less than five minutes, he was panting and saw a street pavilion.
There are two young people standing in the pavilion, one with darker skin and the other with lighter skin. Both of them exude the unique aura of practitioners...
It was the confidence of a strong man, like when he met a street gang boss.
He subconsciously raised his hands in the air and said to please, "I'm here to accept God's will."
The two young men glanced at him coldly. One of them took out a syringe from a medical kit, which was already filled with a blue potion.
This blue potion is very similar to the mysterious potion in the science fiction movies I usually watch.
"Come here, lie down." The injector said to him coldly.
Rahal obediently lay down and received the injection in his buttocks.
Not long after, a cold voice sounded from his body: "The injection of the biological management chip is completed, the universal bacteria are activated, and the mind is being read..."
"Warning, it has been detected that this organism has committed serious crimes, robbed property ten times, and participated in three vicious abuse incidents. Please make a ruling from the executor."
"Destroy." Another person said coldly.
"What?" Lahar suddenly got up and ran outside.
A person like him bullies the weak and fears the strong. He would never dare to attack these two practitioners. He would only attack those innocent foreign tourists and weak local women...
"Trash, does this kind of trash want to enter the Kingdom of God?" Behind him, a person said to another person.
"Hmph, there are always some people who are ignorant of themselves. Only by cleaning up these people who carry garbage can the human race have a future." The injector said lightly.
During the conversation between the two, Lahar, who was running, gradually turned into green shoals starting from his legs, and then fell to the ground, becoming the nourishment of the earth.
… …
Similar things happened in New York, London, Paris, Cairo...
Some people want to resist, but this resistance is destined to be meaningless. The divinely inspired ones have long reached an agreement and obtained the acquiescence of the higher-ups.
In the Shenyuan Era, the power of ordinary people was already insignificant.
In the past, they could still rely on guns to resist, but any Tang-level master could easily kill them. Unless they have powerful weapons, but powerful weapons are in the hands of upper-level organizations.
These upper-level institutions are also in a strange state of neutrality.
Whether it was Europa or Rice, these forces with strong technological and military capabilities did not offer any resistance, but instead cooperated very well.
But the propaganda caliber is very different.
"The new era's shelter, the qualifications for entry are as follows: those with no adverse experiences, full citizens..."
"Those who give up on injecting the management chip after ten days will permanently lose the qualification to enter the shelter and can only survive in the wilderness. It is recommended that you first buy professional books such as "The Wilderness Survival Guide" and "The Legend of Pei Ye"."
European and American-style humorous propaganda is in sharp contrast to Tianzhu's propaganda method.
In a European-style wooden house in Dami, a family of ordinary residents were having a conversation.
"Delphi, do we want to go to this shelter?" A middle-aged white woman asked her husband.
"Of course I want to go, but I don't have the confidence to survive in the wild. It has been said in movies that in the apocalypse, you can only survive in a shelter." A fat white man said.
"Okay, but David may not be willing to go, especially if he needs to be injected with a management chip?" the white woman asked distressedly.
"Yes, we have to find a way to convince him. If he still only thinks about freedom, then we may never see him again in the future." The white man said painfully.
Those of them who are older and know how difficult it is to survive in society have learned to surrender and obey, even if they are American.
But it is impossible for children who have just entered society and are still immersed in struggle and dreams to leave their future to others.
Especially the so-called "management chip" is easily associated with coercion. This is how slaves are managed in alien prisons in various science fiction movies.
Young people in the new era are not only the source of motivation for the implementation of the plan, but also the greatest resistance.