I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 70 Draw the sword out of the sheath, the idea is mastered!

Pushing the wheelchair, Wang Wei was looking at the weather.

At this moment, the weather is fine. Although it is early summer, the sun is not too glaring.

Borrowing the sunlight, the young man looked at the follow-up content on the white paper while amazed.

After looking at it for a while, he put down the blank paper and sighed: "There's no need to investigate."

"This guy is indeed a 'prophet'," said the young man, "among other things, at least he can really see what will happen a year later."

"Or at least he has sources from a year later."

one year later?
Wang Weizheng glanced at the content on the white paper, and found that there was a bunch of words he couldn't understand, such as "Yingzhen Prison, Shattering and Swinging", which made people confused, and then said casually: "How do you Are you that sure?"

Facing Wang Weizheng's question, the young man sneered, "Why?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "Because there are no more than three people who can understand this thing in this world, and the others are all dead."

"And I only have one year to live."

After saying this, both of them fell into silence.

Because this means that the decryption of these words must have survived after the death of the young man.

Other than that, no one can know that the young man has already locked this information deeply in his heart, and he can only bypass the chain when he dies.

But now, with the door of the heart closed and the two sides unable to meet each other, the other party knows what is hidden in the door.

So what does this mean?
The answer is already obvious.

"Tsk," the young man rolled his eyes, "Thinking about it, that guy probably knows a lot. Although it's not an important thing, there is always a kind of underwear that is pulled off and then stared at. A sense of shame…”

What a disgusting metaphor.

Wang Weizheng didn't say anything.

However, since this guy has said so, he probably does have his own considerations.

Although this guy is crazy, Wang Weizheng still approves of his judgment.

After a long time, he said again: "What do you think should be done now?"

Facing this question, the young man was speechless: "Isn't this what I asked you before?"

Sighing again, he said somewhat disinterestedly: "Just do as he said. If it is true that 'Origin' will appear as he said, then it is no longer a good idea to keep the news dusty. "

"No one can react bravely in the face of the unknown," he said flatly, "you and I know this very well."

Hearing this, Wang Weizheng remained silent.

After a while, he hesitated and said, "Origin... what is it?"

This sentence almost made the young man fall out of the wheelchair.

He looked back at Wang Weizheng in shock: "I thought you were cheating on him before, but I didn't expect you really didn't know?!"

Looking at the calm Wang Weizheng, the young man couldn't help shaking his head: "Oh, forget it."

"Currently, no one knows what the specific concept of 'origin' is," the young man hesitated. "Even before this, many people even thought that the variant of this concept did not exist."

"It is something that transcends time, space, ideas, and material concepts. It is sin, punishment, the flame of greed, and the erosion of jealousy. It is the end of everything and represents the end of the era."

When saying this, the young man's expression was very complicated.

It seems to be solemn, but also seems to be deeply ironic.It seemed that the prisoners kneeling on the ground did not dare to look up at the gods in the sky, and it was like humans observing the most disgusting and dirty bedbugs.

Wang Weizheng had seen this kind of gaze before.

After saying a lot in one breath, the young man shook his head: "In short, if what the prophet said is true, then we have to change our thinking."

The young man's expression was serious: "Ignorance and blindness will only bring strength to those monsters and make them even more unstoppable. Therefore, adjustments are inevitable."

As he said that, he said happily again: "Speaking of which, I also think the current model is too stupid. What's the point of keeping it down? After all, it's better to make things bigger! Gather a hundred families The virtue of being open to all rivers is the fine virtue of our nation!"

"Just want to make trouble, the bigger the trouble, the better, let everyone know, so that everyone is not afraid! Compared to ignorant and sacrificing your fear to the monster, it is better to face it calmly and calmly!"

Looking at the happy young man, Wang Weizheng didn't say anything.

One thing Wang Weizheng thinks this guy is right—if there is such a thing as "origin", the public really can't be kept in the dark all the time.

As the young man said, ignorance and fear will only give monsters greater power.

After all, those guys are still distorted from human legends, thinking and consciousness in the final analysis.

'If that's the case, let's promote it,' Wang Weizheng thought, 'send someone to keep an eye on it, and report it immediately if there is any problem. '

Pushing the wheelchair, Wang Weizheng lowered his head and asked, "How are you doing?"

how about it?
The young man shrugged his shoulders: "It's still the same."

He tore off the bandages on the soles of his feet, and exposed his round jade-like soles to the sunlight, sighing through the light: "It's just like before, it's still so full of vitality..."

"Our supreme Lord Baldr."

In the next second, as if in response to the young man's words, a Shura-like face with wide-eyed anger emerged from the soles of his feet!

That face looked like a middle-aged man who was exhausted and manic. At this moment, his facial features were protruding from the soles of the young man's feet. His big nose was red, but his eyes were so bright that they were crazy.

"I'm going to kill you, Qi Guang!" The man's facial features roared, and the soles of the young man's feet deformed accordingly, "I'm going to wring out your intestines, put them in the darkest night, and plant them in the dirtiest mistletoe Next to you, let your soul be pierced by needles and knives forever, forever and forever, irreversible!"

Faced with the curse of the man's facial features, the young man...or Qi Guang just scratched his ears.

"Stupid dog," Qi Guang said contemptuously, "you'd better suffer from my beriberi for the rest of your life."

After speaking, he wrapped the bandages again and sat back in the wheelchair.

While entangled, he also explained: "Here, you still look the same. This guy has to let him bask in the sun every day, otherwise he will not live at all."

"Tsk tsk, who knew that the 'light' in Northern Europe would turn into such a terrifying shadow after being distorted?" Qi Guang shook his head, "The origin of the birth of the alien species is really terrifying. He is obviously a pure and kind god. After twisting, it turns into pure evil."

Looking at Qi Guang's wrapped feet, Wang Weizheng couldn't help but sigh.

"I hope there will be a solution in the future." Although Wang Weizheng was expressionless, his tone was a little worried. "Otherwise, if this continues, it's fine if you die. Bader is released. That will be a real disaster."

Faced with Wang Weizheng's point of view, Qi Guang shrugged.

"It's none of my business, I'm already dead at that time, so what if the flood is raging after I die?"

Sitting in the wheelchair, Qi Guang said casually: "By the way, tell me, is there anything strange about that guy?"

That guy was referring to "The Prophet".

Wang Weizheng quickly understood what Qi Guang meant.

He thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "Speaking of which, I don't seem to feel the concept of a person from that guy."

Didn't feel the concept of people?
After saying this, Qi Guang became interested: "Oh? Tell me in detail?"

Wang Wei was thinking about it and said, "How should I say it..."

"Probably, dead people? Corpses?" His answer hesitated.

This answer made Qi Guang couldn't help laughing: "A corpse? You mean a corpse is a prophet? This is quite interesting, haha, hahaha... huh?!"

In the next second, Qi Guang seemed to have remembered something, and he froze in place!

"Predicting the future, in the final analysis, is the domain of time. This also means that those who can predict the future have transcended time."

"Beyond time is jumping out of logic, flying over concepts, from endpoint to endpoint, and looking at the axis..."

"Time, time..."

In the next second, he slapped the handle of the wheelchair so hard that he almost fell off: "Eternity, death is eternal time!"

Um?What's the meaning?
Wang Weizheng had no idea what the other party was talking about.

However, Qi Guang seemed to have figured out something, and he said excitedly: "Yes, sure enough, if he is dead, then he is a 'prophet'. No, destiny... is it a definite number? On inexplicable, wait, I seem to understand something, but it seems that I don't understand anything..."

"I understand!"

In the next second, Qi Guang seemed to understand something, and his whole expression became high.

Ok?
What do you unserstand?

At this moment, Wang Weizheng's expression was beyond dazed.

Qi Guang ignored Wang Weizheng, but said excitedly: "Yunshang Academy, add two places to Yunshang Academy... No, add five!"

"Afterwards, send me an invitation letter," Qi Guang said viciously, "I want to invite that guy to be a teacher in Yunshang Academy!"

why?
Although Wang Weizheng didn't speak, his eyes revealed such meaning.

However, Qi Guang just looked at him with disgust.

"Tell you that you won't understand," he shook his head, "you're so stupid."

Wang Weizheng did not speak after hearing this.

He just put his fingers on the scabbard.

Qi Guang seemed to see what Wang Weizheng meant, and his eyebrows twitched uncontrollably.

He changed his words and said, "Of course, I'm not smart either."

"In the final analysis, whether you are smart or not depends on IQ. Whether a person is smart or not depends on whether he can figure out the context of a certain matter from the cocoon, and then use the information he already knows. The thread follows through to my own thinking.”

After speaking, Qi Guang nodded his head: "In the end, I just know a little more."

Gee.

This is the second time Wang Weizheng wants to smack his lips.

The first time was when the Prophet said that he was just an "ordinary person who has seen more".

This time it was Qi Guang who said that he was just an "ordinary person who knows a lot".

I don't know why, although these two people are very sincere when they speak, they both sound so beating.

If it wasn't because the conditions didn't allow it, Wang Weizheng really wanted to draw his sword.

On the other side, Qi Guang continued: "In short, you don't need to know these things for the time being."

"This is a secret related to the previous era, even a long time ago," Qi Guang said, "Even I only have a half-knowledge."

"What we need now is to take a good look at that friend and see if we can extract something of value!"

Qi Guang said, leaning on the wheelchair, basking in the sun comfortably.

'Prophet,' he said with an ugly hum, 'interesting. '

Wang Weizheng sighed.

He pulled out the knife, and the bright silver blade shone with dazzling white light in the air.

"I've had enough," he said quietly. "Why can't you get your point across?"

"Forget about that guy, I may not be able to cut him. But you are also like this, not good."

"It's hard for me to always say half of what I've said."

And if Director Wang feels uncomfortable, he will draw his sword.

There is no need to ask for any opinions, if the idea is not clear, then just show the blade!
If all kinds of melancholy linger in his heart, it will only affect the speed of his knife!

and so……

Draw your sword out of its sheath, and your thoughts will reach the world!

"Wait, wait, what are you doing?!"

"Hey, I'm sick, stop it! Don't talk, don't talk! Are you still talking?!"

"Ahh! Wang Weizheng, you bastard, an eggless man who has no [beep] to give birth to a child! I [beep] you [beep]!"

(End of this chapter)