Zhou Lin

As soon as the trunk lid was closed, Shi Sanwen opened his eyes.

Sedatives are useless to him. He can use atomic-level operations to block the chemicals entering his body. Simply put... he uses a molecular film formed from feces to individually wrap every water molecule in the needle. , isolating it from its own blood, and then draining those substances to the body surface through the gaps between molecules and expelling them from the pores.

Yes, he is so powerful, so defiant, and so unreasonable...

With Shi Sanwen's talent, even if he is given a very weak ability, he can still develop a flower, let alone an Omega level ability.

Ten seconds later, the car started to move.

The car was driving smoothly at first, but soon it started to bump, which showed that it was driving on an uneven road. Judging from the frequency, it should be a road dominated by sand and gravel, which is not like the city anyway. 's main road.

Shi Sanwen sensed the "tracker" on Zhang San and judged that the latter should have been loaded into the trunk of another car, but their destinations were the same.

He expanded the range of the induction a little more, and soon discovered that there were three people in the car that transported Zhang San, and there were also three people in the car that transported him. This meant that when the group came in to arrest people just now, There was also a person left to look out in the parking lot.

If the sensing range is further extended, it can be roughly determined that they are driving to a very remote place outside the city, because where there are many people, there is a lot of shit, and there are not so many people where they are going.

The whole journey was silent, and after about forty minutes, the car stopped.

Then, the six kidnappers got out of the car together and took out Shi Sanwen and Zhang San from the trunks of the two cars.

Shi Sanwen naturally continued to pretend to be unconscious, but Zhang San was really unconscious.

After being carried, Shi Sanwen took advantage of the fact that the person carrying him was not paying attention and under the cover of night, he quietly opened his eyes to take a look and found that he was already in a wilderness, surrounded by some stone hills and desert.

After those people got off the car, they walked seven or eight meters and stopped in front of a rock. The leader stepped forward and did not know what kind of mechanism he had made. A secret door opened on the ground in front of the rock. .

The six people carried Shi and Zhang into the secret door, and then closed the entrance.

After entering the door, there is a staircase going down directly. This path is narrow, winding and winding; the stairs are made of stone, as are the walls and ceiling. A simple rubber light track is laid on the inner wall, barely illuminating the way forward. .

They walked down for a long distance and finally came to a flat space. Here, a metal door appeared, but it was just a door. The ground and walls were still made of stone.

Although he has not yet seen the entire underground facility, Shi Sanwen can basically determine that this place has a history of at least two hundred years, because since the middle of the 21st century, most underground buildings have been able to have six sides. They are all laid with metal plates and used for various structural reinforcements with cheap but strong metal brackets. It is rare to find such a base built in conjunction with the basic environment of a natural cave.

Woo——

Sure enough, when the metal door opened, it made a unique roar of old machinery. Even without looking, Shi Sanwen could imagine the rusty gravel on the door being peeled off and falling with the slight friction between the door and the rock wall.

After passing through this door, the light became brighter. In order to avoid unnecessary complications, Shi Sanwen closed his eyes again.

After several twists and turns, finally, a few minutes later, he and Zhang San were roughly thrown to the ground. Then, not far away, there was the squeaking sound of the iron door closing and the complaints of the people carrying them.

When the sound of people faded away, Shi Sanwen pretended to be slowly waking up from the pain of the fall, and turned over in a "drowsy" manner and opened his eyes.

He knew that there was another person besides Zhang San beside him at this time, so he acted like this. However, he soon noticed that the man was sitting in the corner with his head buried in his knees, as if he was indifferent to their arrival.

Shi Sanwen looked around again and found that this was an old cell. Except for the iron fence on the side of the cell door, the other five sides were stone walls. This also made him more certain about his previous understanding of "this cell." The assumption that the facility is an 'ancient building' is correct.

"Well..." Two seconds later, Shi Sanwen pretended to be hurt by being thrown and groaned, trying to attract the man's attention, but the other person remained indifferent.

He looked at Zhang San again, and he was afraid that he would not be able to recover from his appearance for a while, so Shi Sanwen simply called the stranger: "Hey! Brother! Hey!"

When he called the other party, he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that the guards would find them talking, but in fact... no one cared about this at all, even if they shouted, it didn't matter.

"Don't bother me." The man in the corner responded feebly, "I just want to spend this last period of time quietly, okay?"

"If you can tell me first... where we are, what these people do, and why they want to arrest us, then I won't bother you anymore." Shi Sanwen continued, "Otherwise I might I will keep annoying you until I plan to end my life early..."

Hearing this, the man raised his head.

He looked about thirty years old, with a very typical local appearance, and his eyes...had despair.

"Do you want to be beaten? Bastard! I don't mind beating you until you are speechless before you die!" A person who is already desperate will naturally no longer be afraid of fighting.

So in the first few seconds before Shi Sanwen started beating him, he showed a considerable degree of courage...

But a few seconds later, when he found that he had no chance of winning and was beaten very painfully, his attitude changed; compared with the death that had not yet come and the pain he was already suffering, the latter was indeed more real and urgent. .

"Stop! Stop! Okay, I understand! I'll tell you whatever you ask! Stop first!" Soon, the man begged for mercy while squatting down with his head in his hands.

Shi Sanwen had no interest in beating this kind of person. Just now, he just used the strength of an ordinary person to hit the opponent with a few combos. The hits were not critical... Mainly because he was worried about beating the opponent to death. Speechless.

"Then let me tell you your name first." After stopping, Shi Sanwen came to the other party unsuspectingly, sat cross-legged, and asked like a prison boss.

"My name is Saleh Aluf Kari..." Saleh hadn't finished announcing his name.

Shi Sanwen interrupted: "Okay, Saleh is fine." He knew that these Arabic names were usually very long, and because he was too lazy to remember them, he usually only remembered his real name, followed by his patronymic and nickname. I don't care about anything like this, "Where is this place? Who are the people who arrested me?"

"They..." Saleh paused for a moment before saying, "...are members of the Muslim Sect. This is the secret stronghold of the Muslim Sect."

"Mu Shen Cult..." Shi Sanwen recited the name again, rummaged through the boxes in his memory, and then continued, "I have never heard of it... Are they a religious organization that was established recently?"

"No, no." Saleh shook his head and said, "Mu Shen Cult has a history of tens of thousands of years. As early as the era when humans were still like apes, the great Mu Shen had descended on this planet and taught the teachings to He selected a very small number of 'substitute rulers'; these substitute rulers and their descendants are all people blessed by God Mu, and are also rulers of the earth appointed by God Mu. They have the ability to communicate with gods and far beyond. The wisdom we ordinary people understand is that they passed on the fire of civilization to humans and guided human progress... In exchange, humans should respect them as kings, serve them unconditionally, and offer as many pure and beautiful girls as possible , to continue and expand the noble bloodline of the rulers.

"Unfortunately, with the changes of the times, the greedy and stupid people of the world have gradually forgotten their responsibilities that they should abide by. They repaid kindness with hatred. Not only did they refuse to admit their humble status, they also united to massacre the substitute rulers... They will replace the substitute rulers. Erasing the names of the perpetrators, stealing the fruits of civilization for themselves, and destroying all the teachings of the Mu Shen Cult...

"Fortunately, there was a substitute ruler who escaped this disaster. He concealed his noble identity and pretended to be a mortal. He endured humiliation and endured humiliation... Only then did he protect these hidden truths and use his own power to protect them. Later generations passed it down orally...

"Finally, in our era, the only surviving descendant of the acting ruler in the world - Master Nassar, the 99th generation single-generation great-great-grandson of the original surviving acting ruler, through his super inspiration He gained new divine enlightenment and rewrote the 'Mu Shen', bringing the teachings of Mu God back to this decaying human world."

When this topic comes up, Saleh is like a faucet that has turned on. He talks endlessly and eloquently, as if he is telling a joke that he has heard and told countless times.

In this regard, Shi Sanwen's reaction was: "Well... your story, compared with other stories about the origin of religions that I have heard... my ability to bullshit is average." He paused, and then said, "It's stupid. The level is probably somewhere between the settings of Scientology and Mormonism.”

"Hmph..." Saleh actually showed disdain in response to Shi Sanwen, "It's normal that you don't believe it. After all, the truth is not so easy to accept."

"Yeah..." At this moment, Shi Sanwen said thoughtfully in a voice as if he was talking to himself, "Who would have thought that the answer to mankind's ultimate question is just a bad guy who has been sitting behind a desk all year round? What about coffee addicts…”

Saleh didn't hear what he said clearly and didn't care. He just said to himself: "But it doesn't matter. You and your friends will soon become 'living sacrifices' to God Mu. After you ascend to heaven, you will naturally know that what I say is true; you should thank our Lord for giving you the opportunity to stay in heaven and become the slaves of the previous rulers in heaven, instead of being like other pagans. After death, one falls into the endless reincarnation of hell.”

"Oh, then I'm really honored." Shi Sanwen had already started to look at the other person as if he were an idiot, and continued, "But there is still something I don't know..." He tilted his head slightly, "Listen to this Kou Feng'er, are you also a member of the Mu Shen Sect, right? Why were you imprisoned here?"

This question undoubtedly touched the most heart-wrenching part of Saleh. In those few seconds, a glimmer of humanity emerged from his washed brain and appeared on his face: "I... am My wife..." He just started, his eyes already full of sadness, "One time Master Nassar visited my home and happened to see my wife. He noticed that my wife just had the bloodline suitable to carry the acting ruler. His physique, and said that he could make an exception and let him become one of his dependents with his "unclean body"; this should have been a great honor, but I... I hesitated. I did not accept the honor on the spot, but said You have to think about it, but my wife quietly escaped from home that night..."

"Let me guess..." Shi Sanwen heard this and continued with a smile, "Because of this matter, you were labeled as 'not religious enough', 'failed to withstand the test', or 'maliciously disobeying the governor'. He was dragged away and made a living sacrifice for crimes such as being a murderer?"

"I..." Saleh lowered his head again, "...I was wrong. I shouldn't have been confused by a woman. The result now... is that the master has given me some mercy. Anyway, I can still do it." Going to heaven to be a slave to other rulers...that is also an honor! In fact, it stands to reason that sinners like me will go to hell."

"Ha! Hahahaha..." Shi Sanwen laughed out loud after hearing this.

Saleh instinctively became angry: "What's so funny about this?"

"Why can't you laugh?" Shi Sanwen asked, "You said it yourself is a good thing. Aren't you already getting an advantage for someone like you who 'should go to hell'? Shouldn't you laugh? On the contrary Why are you so depressed?"

"I..." Saleh stopped talking. He was speechless.

"You can't tell me, and I won't force you to." Shi Sanwen took advantage of the situation and changed the subject, "We might as well talk about something else, such as..." He changed the topic and tried, "This so-called 'living sacrifice of yours' ', what specific form is it? Is it roasting on the fire, or is it cut into eight pieces?"

"How is that possible? Burning and chopping up sacrifices is blasphemous!" Saleh replied with a "popular science" attitude, "Those things you mentioned are only used by false religions that pretend to be in the name of God. In dirty rituals, Master Nassar will never 'harm' the sacrifices! As a substitute ruler, he can lead the souls of the sacrifices into heaven with just a touch of his hand, leaving behind the body will be intact.”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Shi Sanwen felt something in his mind. He immediately thought in his mind, "Are you capable...or are you using some kind of cover-up method...there must be something behind the arrest of people for 'sacrifice'" For some practical purpose related to profit, if you just kill people for purely symbolic purposes, there is no need to go out and catch more irrelevant people when you already have a 'sacrifice'..."

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized: "Well... it's probably an organ trade... Assuming that Master Nassar is an ability user and has the ability to kill people without destroying any organs or bleeding, Then he can use the excuse of 'living sacrifice' to obtain 'fresh goods' on a regular basis; from the internal organs to the skin, from the retina to the soles of the feet, including the blood of the entire person... a fresh and intact corpse There are a lot of things that can be sold on the black market. If they are broken down and sold carefully, they can even be worth millions..."

"Uh..." Just when Shi Sanwen was clearing his thoughts, suddenly, a low moan came from behind him. He didn't need to look back to know that this was Zhang San who had woken up.

Shi Sanwen didn't ask nonsense like "How are you?". As long as he sensed and controlled the feces in the other person's body, Shi Sanwen could quickly detect Zhang San's current heart rate, body temperature and other indicators.

Therefore, facing Zhang San who had just woken up, Shi Sanwen's first sentence was: "You don't have to ask, I'll tell you directly... This is the base of a cult organization, and we have been kidnapped; no If something unexpected happens, we will soon go to the paradise of the Muslim Cult to work as slaves with the little brother Saleh next to us."

What he said was confusing and confusing. An ordinary person would definitely ask him to explain it further.

But Zhang San is not an ordinary person... Even if he just woke up from a coma and was slapped with a bunch of incomprehensible words, he could still figure out the other person's meaning thoroughly in a very short period of time.

"Understood." Zhang San only needed to use these three words to convince the other party that he had understood what he just said. Then, he asked Shi San in turn, "Then... let us be I caught you here, what kind of medicine are you selling in the gourd?"