I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 402 You Are Pretending To Be A Great Prophet Again

No. [-] quickly adjusted his mentality and said with a sneer,
"Sabbath, let me test you, what is the seventh chapter of Chapter 6 of the holy law?"

Sabbath didn't bother to pay attention to his old tricks.

So much for laughing.

If it drags on any longer, the director and the others will really die.

"Those who are protected by saints will not be harmed by demons, and those who fall into the arms of demons will not be protected by saints."

Repeated on the [-]st, the principal, Saturday, who was lying on the ground, suddenly felt that the bondage disappeared.

As for the sickles on their heads, they dissipated little by little.

As for the black-clothed god of death, he slowly backed away.

As he retreated, No. [-] shouted sharply while shaking his hands and stamping his feet,
"Back! Back! Back!"

He didn't know when he was exposed.

However, there is still too little information that can be obtained from a single photo, and the director did not worry too much.

What matters most?

Sabbath spoke hoarsely, and said coldly,

The director has another question. The appearance of No. [-] looks miserable, but it's more like hitting yourself?
In this regard, the principal is more experienced.

If the master had found these people six years ago and planned everything, the master would be too terrifying.

The content of the photo is very simple, a Luden is hung on a street lamp.

The Master, or some unknown enemy, walks as the Forsaken.

"who am I?"

The photos in the letter are very important, so be careful.

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The head of the garden stopped the quarrel between the two, and sent a sticky note to No. [-].
"Number one, you can use this sticky note."

"Yes."

No. [-] opened the envelope casually, and everyone gathered together, trying to see his photo clearly.

As we all know, when it comes to laughing at No. [-], all Ludens can reach a consensus.

His body froze on Saturday, his eyes sank slightly.

Number one froze for a moment.

No. [-] abruptly spit out a film!
He never imagined that the prophecy would come into effect like this!

No. [-] muttered and ran away in despair.

No. [-] was in a hurry, "Are you scolding again?"

The ability to predict is very tasteless, and there are various interpretations of prophecies, which are full of drama.

He may or may not be the Forgotten One himself.

Just as No. [-] was about to say something, he felt a urge to vomit. He actually half-knelt down, arched his back, and vomited non-stop.

No. [-] nodded in satisfaction, "As expected of me."

Sabbath's ability may not be the strongest, but it is directly full of self-protection.

There was no preparation on Saturday, it was more like being asked stupidly by number one.

The number one is not a master, who is the number one, that guy?
As for No. [-]'s deal, should I agree to it?
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Saturday's mind, trying to find the optimal solution to break the game.

Or was he not careful enough to see through this detail?

Saturday nodded, echoed,
"This guy also needs an identity in the outside world. He needs to act as someone. How can he act so that he doesn't reveal his secrets?"

"Can you still create the prophet's sticky note?"

The darkness unexpectedly hit an invisible wall, and stopped abruptly in front of the film.

According to the principal's suggestion, No. [-] first used his own ability to recite the sacred code.

Just as Saturday was preparing to further communicate with No. [-], No. [-] spoke again,
"It seems that you are not anymore, but unfortunately, when I didn't say anything, don't take it to your heart, I am ignorant and joking! Don't do anything!"

On Saturday, I dug out two sticky notes and handed them to the principal,

He can only be used within the scope of the Lost Paradise, and it is ineffective against No. [-] and Master.

"vomit--"

Everyone took their own envelopes. The others were in no hurry to open the envelopes. They were not ready to read the answer.

Soon, the light in No. [-]'s eyes faded.

"This is a bullshit prophecy!"

The beginning of a legend must also be legendary enough!
That's a prophet!A prophet with the power of prophecy!
Can he ignore the cooperation with himself?

Because the director didn't know what to ask when using his precious prophecy ability in this situation.

Grim Reaper, Magician, Forgotten.
The whole line became clear. The teammates chosen by the master were always in front of their eyes and had never been suspected.

"Let the prophecy fly for a while."

"Wait."

The four of them randomly picked a direction and walked forward.

Forgotten?
Isn't his ability amnesia and making people forget?

Number One leaned against Saturday and asked with only two voices,

The headmaster looked around and said,
"Now the situation is very clear, we know the true identity of this guy in the outside world"

Only when there is change can there be response.

All four photos are in envelopes, and everyone has a share.

"It may not be a bad thing to take risks, but it is better to be safe."

Saturday walked forward quickly, picked up the film, built a darkroom with the sticky note ability, and started developing the film.

"Stop it."

Can't!

No. [-] took the note solemnly and stuck it on himself.

The headmaster said angrily,
"It's the Forgotten! The Forgotten!"

"Indeed, pigs know."

Could it be that sooner or later, my ability will fall into the hands of No. [-]?
For the principal, this is not good news.

The crow returned to the Sabbath shoulder and became one with him,
"It seems that after this matter is over, it is necessary to raise my wealth ranking in Paradise Lost."

The principal ignored his fart and continued,

One asked his own question,

"Can't wait any longer."

No. [-]'s ability is really good, and now that he has retrieved the memory of the sacred code, he is like a pig with wings added.

That, of course, is the powerful combination of No. [-] and Prophet!
He is the big brother of Paradise Lost, and the Prophet of the Rebel Army, you and I are the only heroes in the world, and the two will join hands to rule the world.
Therefore, in No. [-]'s conception, when he said this sentence, the prophet should put on an indifferent expression, and even said with a bit of disdain,
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, why are you here now?"

"I can also predict this scene."

clear?

With Saturday's support, the field suddenly became 2:1, and the wall grass No. [-] chose the Sabbath without hesitation.

The principal didn't explain much.

Everyone: .
"Sometimes, I really doubt that he is the real Luden."

"If that's the case, I'd rather not be Luden."

It should be that when the photos were being developed in the dark room just now, No. [-] didn't predict so many images, so he simply completed the photos.

"Chapter 5No.16 of the Holy Code, use this section, you should be able to maximize the ability of prophecy, remember, there is only one chance."

He is also acting according to instinct, and he also uses the same thinking mode. Every time he makes the optimal solution, he can successfully mess up everything
Maybe, this is the elder.

Soon, images appeared on the film that had nothing on it, and more than one photo was developed on Saturday.

The pure white space they are in now has no idea where it is, let alone communicate with the outside world.

The most important point of the plan is that everyone is Luden and will make the same choice at critical moments.

Others are troubled by this problem, and it is easy to fall into the trap of nihilism, and then feel that everything is meaningless in an infinite sense of depravity.

The head of the garden knocked on his cane and said in a low voice,
"Go back!"

Number One rolled his eyes,

The question of 'who am I' really troubles too many people.

After all, No. [-] is not a real fool. After being reminded by the director, he immediately reacted,
"I couldn't remember the sacred code just now, it's not that I forgot, but the ability of the forgotten one is taking effect!"

After harassing the Sabbath, No. [-] locked on the next target.

Headmaster, Sabbath, Saturday, number one.

"You look after yourself."

The headmaster has a calmer personality, chooses conservatively, and is unwilling to take risks.

No, the guy who attacked them is the master, and his prediction is not wrong.

The question asked by No. [-] seemed stupid, but it actually revealed a kind of wisdom unique to the elders.

Compared with others, No. [-] is more special.

"really."

"If he needs someone's help, he only needs to find this person before the plan is implemented, reach a deal with the other party, and propose a price that cannot be rejected, and all this can be done."

Sitting and waiting is not his character, since the enemy has appeared, then go up and punch him.

Sabbath sneered, "Don't worry, why are you anxious when I call you a pig?"

Simply let No. [-] play freely.

After the voice fell, No. [-]'s eyes lit up, and he read out his own question at the same time.

"Indeed, it's a bit embarrassing to be a clone of this guy."

He looked like a savior.

The director pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Saturday,

Only in this way can the brilliant career of the two be kicked off!

Everyone: .
The principal did not tell No. [-] what questions to ask.

Playing someone who has no memory, someone who has no past at all, there is no risk of exposure.

However, facing the Sabbath, there is still no way to start.

Holding four photos, I walked out of the darkroom on Saturday, wiping the sweat off my brow,
"It's all here."

Using pigs to compare with No. [-], insulting pigs is the right thing to do.

The others didn't intend to look at their photos for the time being. They discussed it and planned to actively explore in the pure white space.

The black god of death slowly disappeared, this time the attack came to an end, and everyone was safe for the time being.

Number One looked around blankly and asked in surprise,
"The prophecy failed?"

"Speak the truth."

They wanted to know if they were that guy, if they were Luden.

Another key piece of information was found.

The method of using the prophecy ability is very simple, read out a question about the future, and a photo will appear in it.

This ability, interpreted from a certain angle, is more like the maintenance of order. To put it more simply, it is easier to understand—it is easy to say what you say.

No. [-] in the photo is miserable, with a fork stuck in his left eye, and his teeth are shattered all over his mouth. Even so, he is still laughing wildly, and he can feel his arrogance and uninhibitedness through the photo.

In Paradise Lost?
Or at Resistance HQ?

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"To be precise, the master's plan does not require everyone to participate in the whole process."

The principal showed a meaningful smile,

The principal showed a photo.

In this way, it is in line with the two of them!

"Hey, where are the photos?"

Others wondered, "Is this guy really number one?"

The Sabbath grinned slightly, and said with a sneer,
"Your third ability is not a meeting at all."

However, everyone quickly relieved.

Sabbath can easily avoid even the god of death who had no solution before.

"Only three were created in total, one was used before the action, and you have seen the prophecy picture"

"You're a prophet, right? How about we make a deal?"

If not, who are you?

From this point of view, the Prophet is indeed a ruthless person!
The moment the photo roll appeared, a shadow of darkness flew from Sabbath's shoulders and went straight to the film.

Luden's behavior was too predictable.

Prophetic picture?
No. [-] looked curiously at the principal, and squatted down for an answer.

When the next attack comes, launch a counterattack.

3:1, the head of the garden must obey the majority.

If it weren't for the blessing of the holy code, number one would inevitably be beaten.

What is clear?
Did he skip any key plots, or did he miss any key information? Why can't he understand what the director is saying?
The head of the garden glanced at No. [-], and saw that there was no wisdom in No. [-]'s wise eyes, and he knew that this guy was confused again.

The Ludens were troubled by this problem, which was another problem.

The director ignored Sabbath's provocation, but gave Saturday a wink.

Changing to the Sabbath is more flexible and feasible.

One said confidently,
"Sure enough, do I still have to rely on me to save the world?"

Sabbath chimed in,

Without waiting for No. [-] to express an opinion, Saturday said first,
"I support Sabbath."

"The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find the light."

During this period, No. [-] slipped to Sabbath, as if wanting to say something to Sabbath.

Who would have thought that Number One would come up and ask such a question.

From No. [-]'s point of view, prophets have the ability to predict, so they naturally want to predict the most important things.

It's just that the director is subject to more restrictions when using it in this way.

Taking a step back, even if the Prophet doesn't plan to join forces with No. [-], the Prophet can always predict the exposure of the Prophet's identity, right? There should be a set of arguments to clear up the suspicion, right?
No. [-] can't think of the prophet as the same as himself, can't he even guard against this kind of thing?

"We know this guy is Forgotten, but we're stuck here, how do we get the information out?"

"Look at your violent temper, you can do it as soon as you say it."

He spent too much time thinking about it on Saturday, and it took him so long to rule out his suspicion directly on the [-]st.

Sabbath shook his head slightly,

Even if it is seen through, why is it number one?
Is number one the master?

There was no nonsense on the Sabbath, and we went straight to it.

The principal gives his own plan,
"Wait for the next attack, wait for the next person to appear."

This kind of reaction is absolutely impossible to be a prophet!
On the [-]st, the prophet jumped again and cleared the suspicion of Saturday.

Patting Saturday on the shoulder, Number One said something casually as if nothing had happened, and dismissed the other party.

Mainly, I had just begged for a beating on the Sabbath, and Number One was afraid of beating myself up on Saturday.

Under Saturday's surprised gaze, No. [-] Pidianpidian ran to the head of the garden, sternly, pretending to be an unfathomable expression, and asked in a low voice,
"You're a prophet, right? How about we make a deal?"

(End of this chapter)