I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Wrong prophecy
"Yes, hello, viewers, I'm Xu Qiang, and I came to Xinhai City as an accompanying reporter of this station to participate in this special operation..."

In front of the camera, Xiao Xu, a female reporter who has been smeared with light makeup, has a smile on her face: "We are about to arrive at the divided area. Next, let me introduce the professionals who are with us..."

An Jianxiu, who was sitting beside her, rested his forehead on his forehead and patted the four people around him.

The four idol-like young men and women hurriedly sat upright, facing the equipment in the hands of the cameraman, with a commercial smile on their faces.

On the side, the female reporter Xiao Xu introduced one by one: "These are the four professionals involved in handling Area B this time. They are..."

Accompanied by Xiao Xu's voice, Ding Yan, not far from the front of the carriage, turned his head to watch the performance of the people behind.

"What are they doing?" Ding Yan turned his head and asked.

The person he questioned didn't raise his head, and calmly said, "Do an interview."

The person explained to Ding Yan while rubbing the screen of his phone: "This time, we are not only here to deal with the troubles in Xinhai City, but the countermeasure bureau also wants to bring the abnormal world to the public. So this is a pilot project—on the one hand That bitch wants to use this opportunity to idolize some kind of hero, and on the other hand, the countermeasure bureau also wants to try to see if their work efficiency and spread can be improved through the information industry."

After killing the person opposite with a silky combo, that person finally raised his head: "Actually, you should have had a similar interview, but your boss turned it down."

With dark circles under his eyes, Xun Mo shrugged his shoulders: "According to what he said, 'compared with such fancy things, what the public wants to see is the foundation of implementation'. What else can I say, 'plan It has been slightly changed, and the exposure will be temporarily postponed'. So, unfortunately, you are not able to be on TV like those four guys, at most you will leave a photo during the battle, and then add two more lines of subtitles next to it."

Hearing these words, Ji Qianqin's face flattened a little: "Ah, this..."

She is probably the person who most wants to participate in this kind of interview.

Just by seeing her almost poking her head out to look at the people behind, one can clearly guess how much Ji Qianqin is coveting now.

Ding Yan was fine.

Although he also thinks it is not bad to be on TV, but if the prophet feels that it is not the time yet, then he will cooperate without hesitation.

After all, all of them were able to gather here, all because of the result of the prophet.

Thinking of this, Ding Yan subconsciously grabbed his shoulder.

If it wasn't for that rainy night two months ago, he would probably still be an ordinary college student struggling with final exams.On weekdays, I play games and basketball with my classmates, squander my youth with sweat and laughter, and paint my college career with a misty green.

Instead of running around with the authorities' convoy like it is now.

Thinking of this, Ding Yan couldn't help curling his lips.

"A lot of things have happened recently," Ding Yan thought, "the abandoned hospital, Yunshang College, Yanxia Mountain, and now Xinhai City." '

Although there were some special fluctuations in the process of these things, for example, when they met the "Twin Stars" from Western Europe in Yanxia Mountain, they almost fought with them, but no matter what, the two of them recently Yue's life can still be said to be near-miss.

And all this is due to the comprehensive and precise planning in advance.

To be honest, so far Ding Yan feels that he is walking very smoothly, even a little too smoothly to some extent.Except for the time when he met Lan Kong, he was seriously injured and almost died. Other times, he basically broke a few bones and vomited blood.

...Although it sounds miserable, Ding Yan really thinks that after encountering so many messy things, he just broke bones and vomited blood, which is very remarkable.

He didn't have much concept in the past, but now that he has realized the situation in the supernatural world, Ding Yan still can't help but feel like "It's really not easy for me to live until now" "a feeling of.

You must know that he has encountered more than one "disaster" class alone!

Generally, after joining the Countermeasures Bureau, students who graduated from Yunshang Academy spent their first two years of career dealing with "common" level aliens, or confronted "dangerous" level aliens, and finally fled.

This is not because the members of the Countermeasures Bureau are not strong enough, but because starting from the "dangerous" level, the harm of alien species is not at all comparable to that of the "ordinary" level.

Alien species like Lan Kong who can slaughter humans at will are only "dangerous" level, which is enough to represent what this level means.

As for "disaster"...

Generally, employees of the Countermeasures Bureau may not be able to encounter several "disasters" in their lifetime.

However, so far Ding Yan has encountered it twice, and there will even be a third time in the future.

Stunning.

Rubbing his own head, Ding Yan sighed: "Fortunately, we didn't go up with enthusiasm. '

'Although it is said that the strength of many alien species is mysterious and unpredictable, we are not completely without countermeasures! '

That's right.

Thinking of this, Ding Yan couldn't help smiling.

Just like there are "disasters" among different species, of course the human side also has corresponding high-end combat power.

The decadent Minister Xun next to me who looks no different from a dead house is counted as one, and Qi Guang who was beaten to vomit blood by himself before is also counted as one. people.

Not to mention that there are weapons that can be called "Bug" on the human side.

The "prophet" who expects people three steps away and has already known almost everything.

The experience during this period has proved to Ding Yan the gold content of the "prophet" - what he saw has far exceeded his imagination, and many times he was still struggling with it, but the prophet already knew the answer in advance.

Ding Yan even felt that if he looked at the Prophet when he was depressed, he would hold green tea and put it next to him, and then pat himself on the shoulder, using those words that people can't understand, but it always feels very pleasant. Use powerful words to comfort yourself, and accurately grasp your pain points.

This ability really gives people a sense of security.

It seems that no matter what happens, there is always someone who will make corresponding judgments and preparations before you, and all you need is to obey the order, hold the lead and rein handed to you by that person, and follow his orders Either pull out the lead wire, or tie up the rope.

Easy, convenient and simple.

Ding Yan felt that his life in the past could not be more comfortable than it is now.

In the future, this kind of life will continue.

As long as the "Prophet" is still there, their road ahead will always be smooth - because someone has already helped them remove the thorns, so that they can move forward without worry.

Yes, it will be the same in the future.

Everything is the same as it is now.

Thinking of this, Ding Yan glanced at Xun Mo beside him.

At this moment, Xun Mo had already stood up, slowly took down a sniper rifle from his back, holding a special thing in his left hand, and wiped the barrel of the gun regularly.

Noticing Ding Yan's gaze, Xun Mo glanced at him, but said nothing.

He just stroked the barrel of the gun gently and softly as usual, as if he was stroking his girlfriend's cheek, it was too precious.

Ding Yan guessed that this gun probably had a profound meaning to Xun Mo.

Last night he saw with his own eyes how Xun Mo prepared for the battle.He took out a few bullets from the small box he carried with him, and then ordered Ding Yan and the others to take out some disgusting-looking materials from the trunk of the countermeasure bureau's special car, crush and rub them one by one.

When these things were mixed like a ball of mud, Xun Mo wiped these special paints on his bullets little by little.

Ding Yan could see clearly that although this kind of paint is very disgusting when rubbed, when it is applied to the bullet, it is unexpectedly no different from invisibility—if he hadn’t watched Xun Mo’s operation with his own eyes, Ding Yan Yan even thought that these bullets hadn't changed at all.

According to Xun Mo, these bullets all contain special substances from the Countermeasure Bureau Research Institute, each of which has a specific effect.Some deal with barriers, some kill aliens, and some weaken the spirit.All in all, just like a multifunctional Swiss Army Knife, no matter which direction it is opened from, there is always one to deal with special situations.

This made Ding Yan quite envious.

Because until now, he has no weapons of his own.

Song Qingci has her double swords, Li Jingwen also has a pistol, and even Ji Qianqin seems to have her own special weapon.In contrast, the self who was just flaming all over seemed to have nothing to show except for taking off his clothes and starting to "crack" the flames...

Ding Yan even thought of the future, if one day they really go on TV, they will be asked to bring their own weapons on the TV in order to highlight their characteristics.When facing the camera directly, when everyone else can carry fancy or elegant and hideous weapons, only I stand in place and "scratch" a ball of flames, and then melt away...

Always feel a little awkward.

Scratching his own hair, Ding Yan sighed: "Let's find Gerrard when we go back. According to the prophet, he is a top forging master." '

If it is from his hands, it is estimated that you can get a very cool weapon!
Not to mention that Gerrard was recently led by Ding Yan to the two-dimensional road of no return, and now his aesthetics are becoming more and more strange.It is said that he used to tattoo his own seal and mark on the carved objects, but now he does not do so.

In fact, what Gerald likes most today is to imprint the head of a Q-like Two-dimensional girl on his finished product, rather than his own symbolic coat of arms.

It is said that after the old man Oliver in Western Europe, that is, the academic master and Gerald's teacher, found out about this matter, he was almost so angry that the old man took a plane across the ocean to Linjiang.

It's a pity that Gerald would rather die than change this. He still smears some Two-dimensional villains on his props, and the more he forges, the better his carving skills are, and the more he has his own The tendency of sexual fetishes to manifest...

It is really hard for Ding Yan to imagine that if someone buys a prop made by Gerrard in the future, he thought it was a huge hammer that pure men would use, but turned it over and saw a slender, curvy, and furry man on it. After the orc girl, what kind of expression will she have?

...was it insulted, or was it ecstasy?

He doesn't know either.

Ding Yan just felt that if he wanted to find Gerrard to build equipment, he had to remind him to suppress his sexuality in advance.

Just when he was thinking wildly for a while.

The convoy finally stopped in the area they needed to guard.

Getting out of the car, Xun Mo held a sniper rifle about the same size as others in one hand, squinted his eyes, and glanced at the row upon row of high-rise buildings from a distance.

"Here it is," he said, "Block B."

"It seems that the monsters haven't had time to get out of the pale lady's sleeve yet."

Xun Mo glanced at the phone: "According to what that guy said, they will show up in half an hour. Everyone stay vigilant. If there are no accidents, our number here is completely sufficient."

Next is waiting.

During this period of time, the people from the countermeasure bureau quickly built several concealment facilities to ensure that the monsters would not see them after they appeared in a fixed location, and then hid in the hiding place, calmly watching the situation outside.

The weather wasn't very hot recently, and there were a few dark clouds faintly approaching overhead, covering their heads.

Soon, half an hour passed.

While waiting anxiously, those with sharper eyes noticed the situation in the distance in advance: "Look, it has appeared!"

Those people pointed at the head quietly appearing not far away, their voices were very low.

Xun Mo, on the other hand, squinted his eyes and glanced up and down at those strange-shaped guys who seemed to suddenly appear from the void.

"That's a hundred ghosts?" Xun Mo's voice was very soft, "Strange..."

"Are there so few?"

The voice fell.

In the next second, it was as if to cater to Xun Mo's words.

Not long after, those monsters not far away rushed towards Xun Mo with weapons in their hands without fear of death!

Although there are only a dozen or so low-level alien species, their aura looks no different from "dangerous" level monsters!
Noticing the assault of those monsters, even if Xun Mo sensed something was wrong, he immediately ordered: "Prepare to suppress!"

After saying this, the people in the Countermeasures Bureau, including Xun Mo himself, pulled the trigger!

Special bullets emerged from the barrel, mixed with sparks, passing through the bodies of those monsters in an unusually light arc, embedded in the wall behind, leaving countless deep craters!

Just a moment later, the monsters froze and stuck in place like a frame dropped.

It took about three seconds before they hit the ground heavily, stirring up dust all over the place.

Looking at the situation in the distance, Xun Mo frowned tightly.

"No," he said to himself, "very wrong, the numbers don't match at all."

After scratching his hair, Xun Mo seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and said to the people behind him, "Contact Area A and Area C, I need to know their current situation."

The man behind nodded, took out a large communicator from his pocket, and lightly pressed two buttons.

"Here is the person in charge of Area B, Area A, and Area C. If you hear it, please reply. Please reply..."

The communicator's voice chattered.

The first time, there was no response.

Dial the second time, even after calling "Please reply" several times, there is still no sound, not even the sound of electricity.

At this moment, even the most stupid person realizes what happened.

Xun Mo took off the hat on his head for camouflage, and his voice could not be heard: "There is a problem with the prophecy."

"According to the normal situation, we should have the most guys to deal with in Area B, followed by C, and then A. But now, it is obvious that our side is not even as good as the original plan A..."

"This means that there is a problem with the information," Xun Mo said softly. "Areas A and C are probably facing many times more monsters than I planned!"

(End of this chapter)