I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 38 The Turning Point

Two days after the Abandoned Hospital incident.

In a dark room, a group of "strange-looking" guys are getting together.

The reason why it is called "strange shape" is because the characteristics of these guys are too weird.

Many of these people were not even able to maintain their human appearance. A small number of them basically wore animal heads and inappropriate gray suits on their bodies. Most of the gray hairy legs.

This is a group of psychopaths who will be thrown out by the waiter on the grounds of "at least wear formal clothes" even at a casual ball, and almost write the word "pervert" on their bodies.

At the same time, it was also the heterogeneous people gathered around Morrowind City.

Because the alien species comes from the distortion of urban legends, human thinking and reason, most of its forms are barbaric growths that fit the story.

Some creators may even feel that it is enough to let it look casually when creating a guy, but the result is that the distorted aliens also look quite casual...

Each of them is a monster born in urban legend, and some are primitive humans twisted by pollution.At the same time, without exception, they are also a group of "monsters".

Even among all the xenos around here, these are butchers with blood on their hands.

Most of the alien species present are "dangerous" level, and a few are special "ordinary".

These monsters who would be dispatched by the countermeasures bureau to hunt down even if they saw one on weekdays, now they all sat obediently on both sides of the table, looking eagerly at the head of the round table like children waiting for candy in kindergarten.

There is only one reason why they are so well-behaved.

That is the "disaster" sitting on the first seat.

Only the Xeon, which is superior to other heterogeneous species, can gather these guys in one place with a strong iron fist, and at the same time prevent these crazy batch of psychopaths from tearing off a thigh of the other party because of a trivial matter.

Absolute power forges supreme authority. This may not necessarily be true in other places, but in Morrowind City, it is an iron law that has long been engraved in the hearts of all monsters!
At this moment, the powerful being was lazily leaning on the recliner, and his silver hair spread down like a galaxy, reaching to the hem of his skirt.

The long skirt that fits the curves of her body reflects her posture gracefully like a poetic sculpture, with a touch of fun in the haze. The skirt covers the entire knee, extends down the calf, and wraps the entire lower body.

At the same time, it also wrapped her trembling legs tightly, without revealing any flaws.

The "disaster" sitting in the first seat, the "witch" from Yanzhou City - Chris Charaktu feels very embarrassed now.

Even though several days had passed, she would still tremble with fright when she thought of the last scene in her memory of howling winds, thunder and thunder, and the night as if cut by silver and white horses.

Because of this, she even had to change her dressing taste-in the past, she preferred to wear short skirts and slightly revealing half-length off-shoulder shirts, but now she has to wear long skirts that are thick enough to cover her thighs... …

There is no way, the legs are shaking all the time, and I dare not let people notice.

That damn prophet...

Taking a deep breath, the witch refocused her eyes on the heads of these wastes beside the table.

All the aliens sitting around the round table noticed the witch's gaze, and their hearts tightened subconsciously.

They are like students who are about to be called by the teacher in high school. Whenever the teacher says "I want to pick a classmate to answer the question", these guys can't help but lower their heads, sincerely hoping that the missile will bomb the teacher in the next second God.

But unfortunately, reality will not be transferred by the will of others.

In an atmosphere where everyone was frightened and cautious, the witch Youyou said, "You guys, do you know why I summoned you here?"

No one spoke.

This time it wasn't because he didn't dare to speak, but because he was really at a loss.

They were still happily dismembering humans, or playing some exciting "only one live" games, but suddenly they were brought to this place by the witch with a dazed look on their faces, before they even had time to change their clothes .

So they really don't know.

The Witch also knew they didn't know, but she wanted to know what they knew.

So she spoke again and answered her previous question: "The reason why I am looking for you is very simple."

Her long and narrow eyes scanned everyone present one by one, and her voice could not hear a trace of emotion: "In this city, an enemy of mine appeared."

"I know that you have lived in this city for a while, and you probably know this city very well," the witch tapped her finger on the table, "so I need you to tell me if something happened in this place recently. Something strange."

what?
All the monsters present subconsciously looked at each other, and at the same time, they saw bewilderment and doubt in each other's eyes.

Recently... It seems that nothing major has happened recently?

Chenfeng City is still so peaceful and stable, and can happily take care of human beings every day, and avoid the annoying countermeasures by the way.

Other than that, it seemed that there was really nothing going on, and the sea was so calm that one couldn't help but want to shout "love and peace".

Unfortunately, this answer was not what the Witch wanted.

Seeing that no one seemed to want to speak, she couldn't help but sighed softly.

"It seems that I need to use some special means," she gently twisted a smooth and round jade with her fingers, and the jade was spinning rapidly in her hand, "or do you think your mouth is bigger than the stone in my hand?" hard?"

oooooooo!
The heterogeneous people present reacted immediately, their legs softened, and almost at the same time they kicked away the chair under the seat and knelt down on the ground.

Their movements are so uniform, sharp and not sloppy at all, and the posture of sliding and kneeling is so proficient that people start to reflect on whether it is their own mistake.

"Miss Witch, we really haven't done anything recently!"

"That's right, Miss Witch, even the referee can't judge us, because we are really pure and alien!"

"That's right, that's right, every day we are working diligently and fearfully to sabotage and contribute to the obstruction countermeasures. We have made contributions to all the alien species and shed blood for the big family!"

Seeing these disgraceful guys, the witch began to wonder if she had chosen the wrong person.

In the end, despite repeated coercion and temptation, the witch still failed to get any meaningful news from these people.

This made the witch feel even more frightened.

"That old thing is so deep?" The witch's legs began to shake again, "Bastard, bastard!"

She felt a little aggrieved, she just wanted to get some seeds, open a small prison, and release some petty criminals, why do so many people always want to stop her?

In order to accomplish her goal, she even blatantly broke the ancient oath that not many people follow, and at the same time, she cautiously acted as a referee and observer...

I didn't expect that even so, I would still be interrupted by others on the way to take back the mask, and I even had to recall that tragic experience!

The witch's face was a little sadly pale.

She stopped those chattering monsters, and then said wearily: "I see, you don't need to repeat it."

"Anyway, keep an eye on what's going on around here, and I'll send you my cell phone number," the witch said, "If you have any special circumstances, be sure to call me."

As she spoke, she wrote down her private phone number for these guys to memorize and pass it on.

After everyone had memorized it, the witch waved her hand: "Let's go back first, by the way, the 'corpse picker' stays."

In fact, "Corpse Man" is not called this name, this is the code name given to it by the Countermeasures Bureau, but the witch forgot what this guy's name is, so she can only call it that.

All the alien species wished to leave the scene early, and after hearing the witch's words, they directly oiled the soles of their feet.

Even now, they still haven't figured out why the witch brought them here.

The "corpse picker" didn't understand either.

As an "ordinary" class, the Corpseman does look ordinary in appearance-it is a guy carrying a coffin and wearing a gray cloak whose face cannot be seen clearly.

The corpse picker who was left behind by the witch looked at the witch and said in an unaffected voice, "What can I do for you?"

As a guy who works with corpses, the corpse picker has a personality similar to that of corpses.

The witch didn't care either, she just looked at the corpse picker, pondered for a moment before saying, "I have a question I want to ask."

"Do you know anyone around here... died within half a month?"

The witch said: "Or, is there any... missing corpses around here?"

Corpse?

The dead man was slightly taken aback.

What did the witch ask this for?
After thinking about it, it said, "I don't know very well."

"But if you want, I can send my derivatives out to gather information," it said, "and look it up at that time."

Hearing this, the witch nodded slightly: "Very good."

"Be sure to find out for me, is there any missing body around here, I want to know all the information about that guy, including the date of birth, life experience," she said with a cold face, "when I am sure of the news After the authenticity, I will mention you as my referee assistant."

Referee assistant? !
After hearing this news, even the dull corpse lifter couldn't help but get excited.

It bowed deeply to the witch: "Understood, I will do my best!"

As the manipulator of the corpse, the master of the dead.

The corpse picker has complete confidence that he can definitely find the information the witch wants!

Looking at the departing corpse lifter, the witch gently stroked the table with her hand.

Just like the setting sun gradually setting and the night getting darker, her face became more and more gloomy until she completely disappeared into the deep night.

　The plot has not been very good in the past two days, and I really want to change it, but because this is a manuscript and I am busy with graduation in the last two days, there is no way to modify it. Here, I would like to say sorry to the disappointed friends. I will try my best to write the follow-up plot the more perfect
　　
　
(End of this chapter)