I play prophet in Salvation Organization
Chapter 68 "Origin"
Chapter 68 "Origin"
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Wei was sitting opposite the Prophet.
Soon he noticed that the Prophet took two teacups from the table, poured them himself, and pushed the cups towards him.
Glancing at the teacup in front of him, Wang Wei was looking deeply at Bai Ling.
He wasn't worried that the guy in front of him would poison him.
As the director of the Countermeasures Bureau, Wang Weizheng is not afraid of poison, he has a unique way to detoxify.
After thinking about it, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.
This drinking directly made him slightly startled.
"Ginger Coke...?"
The familiar texture and taste made Wang Weizheng couldn't help but look at the Prophet.
At this moment, the Prophet was taking a sip, and then said with a smile: "It may be slightly different from Director Wang's taste. After all, even if you do your best, there may still be slight deviations in the heat and technique."
Looking at the teacup in front of him, Wang Weizheng was silent for a moment, and then continued: "No, it's very close."
This taste is similar to what I have drank in the past.
Wang Weizheng couldn't help but recall that decades ago, before he entered a big city and was about to leave with a nylon bag on his back, he once drank this glass of ginger cola.
People who make ginger ale cola for themselves probably don't quite understand why ginger and foreign soda are mixed together, but they just heard relatives in big cities say that it can be done this way, and feel that it is necessary for Wang Weizheng to do the same.
At that time, Wang Wei didn't feel anything when he was drinking this stuff. His eyes were shining, as if he saw a bigger city through a mountain village, but he ignored the white porcelain bowl in front of him and the old bicycle next to him.
When I really started feeling nostalgic, I found that I couldn't drink a similar feeling.
After taking a sip, Wang Weizheng's brows and eyes softened a little, as if recalling the past.
He looked at the teacup in front of him and sighed: "I wanted to drink something similar before, but I couldn't drink it no matter what. I didn't expect to drink it from you today."
"How?" he said, "Why can you make a similar taste?"
Faced with Wang Weizheng's doubts, the Prophet smiled and said: "When brewing, Lingtang accidentally put some saponins..."
saponins?
Recalling the smell of the past, Wang Weizheng nodded again: "Remember, it turned out that this is the smell of my mother's laundry. I said why when I drink this stuff, I always feel that I can smell a certain smell in my memory. Originally I thought it was nostalgia, but now I know it is saponin."
It's so sad.
Sighing, Wang Weizheng put the knife aside, then looked at the Prophet again.
After a while he said: "Should I ask you, how did you know the secret of this thing, or should I ask you, who is your identity?"
The Prophet leaned on the back of the chair, and tapped the armrest with his slender fingers: "Actually, this is essentially a problem."
"As I told you before, you can call me a 'prophet.'"
The Prophet said with a smile: "Of course, the so-called Prophet is just a spectator who can break through the fog and go back in time. Even if he can look far away and witness the transformation of the world, he is just a person who knows more. "
"In the final analysis, the so-called prophet is not omniscient and omnipotent," the prophet shook his head. "To include all wisdom, planning, and planning in the universe, it is probably the domain of God."
Listening silently to the words of the Prophet.
After a while, Wang Weizheng said: "I don't care if I'm a god or not."
"If there is a god, it's okay if he doesn't appear. If he dares to appear in this country and stretch out disgusting tentacles in all directions, then I don't mind slashing at the so-called god. I have done such things many times. It doesn’t matter if you do it again.”
When he said this, Wang Weizheng was in a calm mood.
He thought so, and even did so in the future.
However, that will be several months away...
Thinking of this, the prophet couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
But soon, he calmed down.
Staring at Wang Weizheng, the Prophet thought for a while and leaned back slightly.
He pointed to Wang Weizheng's pocket: "Why don't you answer?"
The Prophet said: "Your subordinates should be very anxious now, right?"
The voice fell.
As if to respond to the prophet's meaning, ten seconds later, the mobile phone in Wang Weizheng's trouser pocket buzzed instantly!
Ok?
Glancing at his cell phone, and then at the smiling prophet, Wang Weizheng was silent for a moment before turning on the cell phone.
"Hey?"
As soon as he uttered the first word, there was a swearing on the phone that even the prophet next to him could hear.
It probably means why, as the dignified director, he secretly left his colleagues behind, took a taxi and drove away when he was supposed to be getting ready.
Listening to the voice on the phone that could kill people, Wang Weizheng's expression did not change at all.
After a while, Director Wang hung up the phone and looked at the Prophet again.
The Prophet also said with a smile: "However, is Director Wang going to deal with the problem alone, wouldn't it be a little too exaggerated?"
Facing this question, Wang Weizheng shook his head: "Since you are a prophet, shouldn't you know the answer?"
"As I said before, the Prophet is not omniscient and omnipotent," the Prophet spread his hands, "What's more, the process of searching for the answer is a part that should be tasted, just like a meal must be accompanied by side dishes, cooking should be seasoned, otherwise it will It would look too monotonous.”
"Besides, if you pretend to know everything and don't care about everything, wouldn't life be a little bit boring?"
Glancing at the Prophet, Wang Wei shook his head.
He finally explained: "Recently, there have been many incidents in Morrowind City, and I suspect some 'disasters' have taken action."
"Those guys are not easy to deal with," he said calmly. "Except for a few in the game, you can't fight with those guys. If you really let others come, it's just queuing up to commit suicide."
These are not secrets. After all, I have worked with the alien species for a long time. Except for a few secrets, both parties probably have a little idea about the other side.
"So that's how it is," the Prophet said thoughtfully, "So Director Wang is going to come here to deal with the problem by himself?"
"Yes."
Wang Weizheng nodded: "Unless three or four of those guys come together, I won't die no matter what. At most, I will be injured a little bit, but with the distorted thinking of those monsters, is it better to let them unite than let them have sex in the open air?" uncomfortable."
With a calm and breezy attitude, Wang Weizheng seemed to be contemptuous of those alien species.
As the director of the Countermeasure Bureau, he does have such strength.
Being able to constantly control the country and coerce all directions with a long knife, Wang Weizheng can almost be said to be one of the strongest group of people in the country!
Although he is still a weak human being, Wang Weizheng's monster-like consciousness and movements, as well as his unique long knife, even make many "disasters" shy away!
However, that is only now.
"But Director Wang, have you ever thought about a question?"
Looking at the calm Wang Weizheng, the Prophet suddenly said, "If one day, the enemy is so strong that you can't cut it with your sword, what should you do?"
Can't cut it with your own knife?
how is this possible.
Wang Wei was just about to deny it.
However, in the next second, the prophet's fingers lightly pressed against the wooden table.
Under the guidance of some invisible force, the water stains on the table gradually flowed and stretched, forming two blurred words in just a few seconds.
Seeing this word, Wang Weizheng frowned tightly.
【origin】……?
What is this?
I just woke up, a bit late, sorry
(End of this chapter)
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Wei was sitting opposite the Prophet.
Soon he noticed that the Prophet took two teacups from the table, poured them himself, and pushed the cups towards him.
Glancing at the teacup in front of him, Wang Wei was looking deeply at Bai Ling.
He wasn't worried that the guy in front of him would poison him.
As the director of the Countermeasures Bureau, Wang Weizheng is not afraid of poison, he has a unique way to detoxify.
After thinking about it, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.
This drinking directly made him slightly startled.
"Ginger Coke...?"
The familiar texture and taste made Wang Weizheng couldn't help but look at the Prophet.
At this moment, the Prophet was taking a sip, and then said with a smile: "It may be slightly different from Director Wang's taste. After all, even if you do your best, there may still be slight deviations in the heat and technique."
Looking at the teacup in front of him, Wang Weizheng was silent for a moment, and then continued: "No, it's very close."
This taste is similar to what I have drank in the past.
Wang Weizheng couldn't help but recall that decades ago, before he entered a big city and was about to leave with a nylon bag on his back, he once drank this glass of ginger cola.
People who make ginger ale cola for themselves probably don't quite understand why ginger and foreign soda are mixed together, but they just heard relatives in big cities say that it can be done this way, and feel that it is necessary for Wang Weizheng to do the same.
At that time, Wang Wei didn't feel anything when he was drinking this stuff. His eyes were shining, as if he saw a bigger city through a mountain village, but he ignored the white porcelain bowl in front of him and the old bicycle next to him.
When I really started feeling nostalgic, I found that I couldn't drink a similar feeling.
After taking a sip, Wang Weizheng's brows and eyes softened a little, as if recalling the past.
He looked at the teacup in front of him and sighed: "I wanted to drink something similar before, but I couldn't drink it no matter what. I didn't expect to drink it from you today."
"How?" he said, "Why can you make a similar taste?"
Faced with Wang Weizheng's doubts, the Prophet smiled and said: "When brewing, Lingtang accidentally put some saponins..."
saponins?
Recalling the smell of the past, Wang Weizheng nodded again: "Remember, it turned out that this is the smell of my mother's laundry. I said why when I drink this stuff, I always feel that I can smell a certain smell in my memory. Originally I thought it was nostalgia, but now I know it is saponin."
It's so sad.
Sighing, Wang Weizheng put the knife aside, then looked at the Prophet again.
After a while he said: "Should I ask you, how did you know the secret of this thing, or should I ask you, who is your identity?"
The Prophet leaned on the back of the chair, and tapped the armrest with his slender fingers: "Actually, this is essentially a problem."
"As I told you before, you can call me a 'prophet.'"
The Prophet said with a smile: "Of course, the so-called Prophet is just a spectator who can break through the fog and go back in time. Even if he can look far away and witness the transformation of the world, he is just a person who knows more. "
"In the final analysis, the so-called prophet is not omniscient and omnipotent," the prophet shook his head. "To include all wisdom, planning, and planning in the universe, it is probably the domain of God."
Listening silently to the words of the Prophet.
After a while, Wang Weizheng said: "I don't care if I'm a god or not."
"If there is a god, it's okay if he doesn't appear. If he dares to appear in this country and stretch out disgusting tentacles in all directions, then I don't mind slashing at the so-called god. I have done such things many times. It doesn’t matter if you do it again.”
When he said this, Wang Weizheng was in a calm mood.
He thought so, and even did so in the future.
However, that will be several months away...
Thinking of this, the prophet couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
But soon, he calmed down.
Staring at Wang Weizheng, the Prophet thought for a while and leaned back slightly.
He pointed to Wang Weizheng's pocket: "Why don't you answer?"
The Prophet said: "Your subordinates should be very anxious now, right?"
The voice fell.
As if to respond to the prophet's meaning, ten seconds later, the mobile phone in Wang Weizheng's trouser pocket buzzed instantly!
Ok?
Glancing at his cell phone, and then at the smiling prophet, Wang Weizheng was silent for a moment before turning on the cell phone.
"Hey?"
As soon as he uttered the first word, there was a swearing on the phone that even the prophet next to him could hear.
It probably means why, as the dignified director, he secretly left his colleagues behind, took a taxi and drove away when he was supposed to be getting ready.
Listening to the voice on the phone that could kill people, Wang Weizheng's expression did not change at all.
After a while, Director Wang hung up the phone and looked at the Prophet again.
The Prophet also said with a smile: "However, is Director Wang going to deal with the problem alone, wouldn't it be a little too exaggerated?"
Facing this question, Wang Weizheng shook his head: "Since you are a prophet, shouldn't you know the answer?"
"As I said before, the Prophet is not omniscient and omnipotent," the Prophet spread his hands, "What's more, the process of searching for the answer is a part that should be tasted, just like a meal must be accompanied by side dishes, cooking should be seasoned, otherwise it will It would look too monotonous.”
"Besides, if you pretend to know everything and don't care about everything, wouldn't life be a little bit boring?"
Glancing at the Prophet, Wang Wei shook his head.
He finally explained: "Recently, there have been many incidents in Morrowind City, and I suspect some 'disasters' have taken action."
"Those guys are not easy to deal with," he said calmly. "Except for a few in the game, you can't fight with those guys. If you really let others come, it's just queuing up to commit suicide."
These are not secrets. After all, I have worked with the alien species for a long time. Except for a few secrets, both parties probably have a little idea about the other side.
"So that's how it is," the Prophet said thoughtfully, "So Director Wang is going to come here to deal with the problem by himself?"
"Yes."
Wang Weizheng nodded: "Unless three or four of those guys come together, I won't die no matter what. At most, I will be injured a little bit, but with the distorted thinking of those monsters, is it better to let them unite than let them have sex in the open air?" uncomfortable."
With a calm and breezy attitude, Wang Weizheng seemed to be contemptuous of those alien species.
As the director of the Countermeasure Bureau, he does have such strength.
Being able to constantly control the country and coerce all directions with a long knife, Wang Weizheng can almost be said to be one of the strongest group of people in the country!
Although he is still a weak human being, Wang Weizheng's monster-like consciousness and movements, as well as his unique long knife, even make many "disasters" shy away!
However, that is only now.
"But Director Wang, have you ever thought about a question?"
Looking at the calm Wang Weizheng, the Prophet suddenly said, "If one day, the enemy is so strong that you can't cut it with your sword, what should you do?"
Can't cut it with your own knife?
how is this possible.
Wang Wei was just about to deny it.
However, in the next second, the prophet's fingers lightly pressed against the wooden table.
Under the guidance of some invisible force, the water stains on the table gradually flowed and stretched, forming two blurred words in just a few seconds.
Seeing this word, Wang Weizheng frowned tightly.
【origin】……?
What is this?
I just woke up, a bit late, sorry
(End of this chapter)
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