"We'll go back to the branch now, and I'll leave this red glory to you." Chen Kedi was very happy because he found another truly like-minded and talented young man.

"Wait, don't you need to take oaths or join the rituals to join the organization?" Feng Buhui asked.

"We don't need that kind of hypocritical and boring thing. Oath is just a formalism that no one can deceive. People who have no common beliefs will still part ways even if they recite the oath a hundred times."

"Why do people with common beliefs need to swear? It's enough to agree in their hearts. Joining ceremony is just an unnecessary move." Chen Kedi obviously looked down on those boring guys who have to chant day and night to pretend to be devout, or engage in formalism and make people sing praises.

"It's that easy to join you? And why does my hands shine?" Feng Buhui felt that this seemed a bit too rash. The purity of the organization's philosophy is likely to be affected because it is too easy for hostile forces to penetrate.

"A person who agrees with the narration of the point of view in the Red Glory will naturally emit a faint red light on the surface of the book. The higher the recognition, the more dazzling the red light. As long as you agree with our ideas, you will be our fellow disciples." Chen Kedi looked at the red light on Feng Buhui's hand and explained in detail, and also hinted at his method of selecting people.

If Feng Buhui actually did not agree with the Red Glory and just wanted to seek a shelter in despair, the situation in his hands would be revealed immediately. To keep it confidential, Chen Kedi would not hold back.

Their organization has been in a highly confidential underground state for several years, slowly developing its own power, and at the same time working together to improve the cultivation of Red Glory.

As the founder, Chen Kedi knew that the set of things he created was still very far from perfection and needed a lot of time to improve and settle in order to adapt to this era.

"After a while, after the situation worsens further, we will open the concept and existence of the red glory to everyone, so that the working people who recognize us who have the power to resist."

"Our red light is the power of will. Cultivation does not require consuming resources. It is an existence that represents the interests of the vast majority of ordinary people."

Chen Kedi and the others knew very well how much impact the red light would have on the world. In order to maintain their own rule, the leadership of various countries would definitely wipe them out at any cost.

They know very well how much impact a group of super mobs who agree with this idea will bring to the existing society.

In a stable society, Chen Kedi has no chance of winning. Except for him who can move instantly, the others are still too fragile when facing the fifth level. So they have been dormant, waiting for a chance that conflicts and chaos will break out, and the upper class has no time to take care of.

Feng Buhui's crazy behavior gave them hope.

"In the past we needed guns, now we just need to agree!"

"Can all ordinary people have the opportunity to gain the power to dominate their own destiny?"

Chen Kedi nodded, and then left the place with Feng Buhui.

"It's a pity that I'm late again." Twenty minutes later, a large number of search teams came to where the two of them were before, but found that they had lost again.

Chen Kedi's ability to move space is indeed very unreasonable in anti-reconnaissance.

"The protagonist of the destiny..." During the time he stayed in the laboratory, Bai Mo had been chewing these four words repeatedly.

The simple four words are like denying his existence value over the years.

Since he has been chosen as the protagonist, everything he has obtained is just the plot arrangement. No matter what attitude he faces it with, the result of things will not change.

Even if they are as unsubjective as a puppet, with the cooperation of director Gaia, everyone around them will also tend toward themselves, because everything has been written in the script, and they are just performers of these joys and sorrows.

He did nothing and lay on the sofa in the laboratory, thinking about these terrifying philosophical issues, which seemed to be guided into the world of fatalism.

"But, is it true?" He suddenly recalled what he said in a parallel world eight years ago.

Another Bai Mo once met a real "protagonist" and a plane shuttle. He relied on some speculations that were difficult to distinguish between true and false, so that the other party began to doubt the truth and falsehood. This is very similar to what Gaia did now.

No one else can verify whether it has been controlled by the people around him to circle the white ink, it is completely up to it. Whether everything is intentional or coincidental, even if it can go back to the past, it is difficult to find out.

There are lucky people of all sizes in this world every day. They were born in countless coincidences. Is Gaia all exerting force in it? Only it is clear.

After the doubt arose, Bai Mo felt that something in his body seemed to have been melted away, and he felt a little relaxed, and no longer attached to his previous value issues.

"Is the so-called Gaia a demon who exists in all living beings at the same time?"

No one answered his question, but he thought the answer might be more appropriate.

The more adventures and the bigger the golden finger, the more likely people will fall into this fatalistic conjecture under induced, and start to constantly deny their own value, believing that their luck and even everything are just arranged by a great existence, trying to find the answer to everything, and the ending is almost all in the chaos of nihilism doubting everything.

"What a pity." Xuan and Xuan, I don't know where he was, suddenly sighed and disappeared without a trace.

"Its realm is indeed much higher than mine. Through a short conversation, you can transcend all physical defenses and put your spiritual power into my body, which in turn affects my thinking."

Although he thought he had destroyed the other party's secret tricks, he did not take it lightly at all. The backup tricks left by the difference in realm are often difficult to detect, just like the spiritual influence left by Mount Hua Tai at the beginning.

If it weren't for Bai Mo, and later advance to the same level, it would be impossible to find such silent changes in moistening things.

"The next goal of martial arts pursuit, to free the spiritual will from its own existence, perhaps it can be used to refer to its form of existence?"
Chapter completed!