"The final sacrifice begins..."
Also before Lu Xin and others left the Nightmare of God, the hell designer who left the Tinder Building, after signing the most important document, took a car all the way to the center of Tinder City and entered a huge underground protection.
Here, without the knowledge of the residents of Tinder City, a huge underground base with an area of hundreds of acres has been built.
There are the most advanced security systems, living facilities, computer control systems, resource reserves, and even entertainment and leisure areas. Today, countless people have gathered, including Tinder executives and their families, researchers, and the most direct troops.
When the hell designer came to a huge office in the underground protection house, he had already received the data from the fire building, so he smiled and walked into the office full of big men in suits and leather shoes, saying:
"Good news, that crazy guy has disappeared. Either he entered the nightmare of the gods, or he was eliminated by the hell umbrella."
"So, we can safely carry out this final ceremony..."
"… "
On the conference table, a person wearing a high-level security staff tag said: "There are still many intruders at large."
"It's ok."
The hell designer sat down in the middle seat and said, "With the dragons without a leader, even a capable person is just a small drop of water in a big city with 30 million inhabitants. Anything we want to do will be instantly drowned in this ocean of spirit. What we need to do is to make this ocean a huge wave."
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The whole circle of people around the conference table was silent, obviously not as optimistic as him. .
"That's a city after all..."
"No, that's just the foundation of hell we chose in advance..."
"… "
The hell designer smiled, took the remote control that had long been placed in front of his seat, tapped it slightly forward, and said, "Now, everywhere in the world, they have exhausted every possible way to know what we have built. Hell, where is it..."
"So now, why don't we show them directly?"
"… "
As he said that, he pressed the remote controller, and on the opposite wall, the surveillance screen of the entire wall suddenly appeared.
In terms of number, there are almost a hundred.
And he picked one at random, selected it, and confirmed it again, and the picture suddenly enlarged.
…
…
In the picture, there is a huge square.
There were people all around the square, they gathered from every street intersection and crowded outside the red line that was drawn up around them.
Because there were so many people, they even squeezed into the surrounding intersections and occupied the shops next to them.
I don't know how many vehicles are anxiously honking their horns because they cannot pass, but there is no way to deal with this kind of congestion.
Countless people's heads swayed under the light, like fish scales gathered in the sea.
At this moment, in the middle of the square, next to a podium covered with red cloth, a fat man in a suit with shiny hair appeared. He walked up to the podium with small steps and took the microphone in his hand. He flicked his fingers lightly.
“Tuk Tuk…”
"Squeak..."
The harsh electric current came out from the loudspeaker, piercing the eardrums, and the surrounding noise suddenly weakened a lot.
"Everyone, good evening..."
Fatty put a smile on his face and said loudly, "I am a missionary in the Western Diocese of the True Church. People who know me call me Teacher Wang. Of course, you can also call me by my English name, Tiche Wang. Anyway, this is just a Our code name in the world…”
A group of people around became excited, applauded enthusiastically, and applauded.
"Ok ok..."
Fatty squeezed his hand slightly to make the surroundings quiet for a while, and suddenly increased his voice: "Now I want to know..."
"... How many devout believers in our Western Diocese came here?"
"… "
The surrounding crowd was slightly depressed, and suddenly they raised their voices and shouted loudly.
The sound almost drowned out the entire square.
"Ok ok..."
Fatty nodded, suddenly raised his voice again, and said, "Those who don't come don't know that we are giving each of us two pounds of eggs today?"
"Boom..."
There was a louder applause from the surrounding area, completely drowning the entire square.
…
…
The madness in the surveillance screen was in stark contrast to the weird faces of the Tinder executives in the conference room.
A senior coughed lowly and whispered, "What the hell is this?"
"Can such an important thing be entrusted to them?"
"… "
His voice was not loud, but it suddenly aroused the sympathy of many people, who nodded again and again.
The designer of hell also heard it, turned around, smiled slightly at the questioning person, and said, "This king of trucks is just one of the missionaries under Black Box, and he is also a candidate for the priest at the back. His ability, In the internal information released by the institute, it is called the 'speech department', I think you can see such a thing soon, why should it be handed over to him."
While he was explaining lightly, he saw in the surveillance screen that the king of the car was already holding the microphone, walking back and forth on the podium, his emotions were very excited, and the fat on his face trembled. Large beads of sweat dripped from his cheeks.
"... Those who don't come, not only can't get their eggs, but also expose their true colors."
"why?"
"Because we believe in the real hometown, not for these two catties of eggs!"
"We believe in the real hometown because we hate this hypocritical, hierarchical world full of fraud and numbness, because we firmly believe that one day, the real hometown will come and change our status quo forever... "
"… "
Surrounded by endless crowds of mountains and tsunamis.
If he hadn't used the loudspeaker with maximum power, and the loudspeaker covered the entire square, his voice would have been drowned out.
In this turbulent momentum, the fat man became more and more excited, and his eyes were faintly red, almost protruding.
He clenched his fist vigorously and thumped it up and down.
As if beating some unreliable believer in the air, shouting at the top of his voice: "Why don't they come?"
"Because they don't believe the real homeland will come, because they have no faith at all..."
"We've seen our hometown mentor firsthand who turned a cup into an apple..."
"When the real home comes, we will all have the ability to turn a cup into an apple, and we will do what we want..."
"But stupid people are always stupid..."
"You show him ten thousand times the cup turns into an apple, and he still won't believe it."
"They'll just, enjoy the apples we've made..."
"… "
He shouted loudly, making no secret of his anger, his hatred of those who did not come.
While he was shouting at his throat, the surrounding believers became more and more intense.
There were excited and serious expressions on their faces, and everyone felt as if they had shouldered a world.
His eyes are firm, and he has a deep sense of superiority when facing ignorant beings.
When the emotions around him became more and more intense, he suddenly shouted to the surrounding: "Do you believe that the real hometown will come?"
Countless people followed and shouted: "Believe..."
"Well, you believe it, and I believe it, that's why we're here..."
The king of the car shouted loudly, and even his voice was a little torn: "They don't believe it, but I believe..."
"The real hometown will not only come, it will even come today!"
"… "
Countless people followed and shouted: "Today will come..."
The king of the car suddenly turned his head and looked solemnly at the fanatical believers around him, then slowly, standing upright, kneeling on his knees, with the microphone pestle beside his mouth, and loudly said: "Then, let us be here together, Pray for the arrival of the real hometown, we can do it as long as we believe, we have the strongest belief, whoever hinders the advent of the real hometown is our enemy."
"Anyone who doesn't believe in the true homeland should be thrown into the fire and burned to death..."
"Anyone who hesitates will fall into the sea of blood forever when the real hometown comes..."
"… "
clap la la...
Countless people around them knelt down one after another. If their spirit can be described as Wang Yang, then this Wang Yang is being ignited by a kind of fanatical flame. Even those with different opinions are instantly assimilated, and they knelt down firmly. With red light flashing in his eyes, he followed the fat man on the podium, shouting excitedly and frantically: "The real hometown will definitely come..."
"Sacrifice our hearts to the truth..."
"For this world, usher in the dawn..."
"… "
Around the square, there were shouts that kept spreading out: "Sacrifice our hearts to the truth..."
"For this world, usher in the dawn..."
"… "
"… "
"Drip..."
In the eyes of the high-level managers in the conference room, next to the monitoring screen, there was data from the monitor, and a red light quickly flashed.
The level of mental radiation is rapidly approaching the indicator.
"see it?"
The hell designer smiled at them: "That's what a speaker can do."
"It's also a human vulnerability."
"Again, that's why we must build hell..."
"Because when people start to become so vulnerable, how can we not prepare for a shock?"
"… "
After a while, someone in the conference room said in a low voice: "If, a little missionary has this ability."
"That other place..."
"… "
"Do not worry… "
The hell designer picked up the remote controller again, selected several pictures in succession, and zoomed in on the screen side by side.
He smiled and said, "The major dioceses of the True Church, the Fox Immortal Temple, the White Day Society, the Six-Faced Buddha, the Free Psychological Consultation Center, the Mystery Investigation Section, the Special Emergency Unit, the Black Box Council, and others who have been enjoying our offerings. Abyssal creatures…”
"They've all been dispatched..."