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Chapter 1897 Talking

Night Watch Headquarters.

Tuk-tuk-tuk-!

"Enter."

The door to the commander-in-chief's office opened, and Min Junliang stood at the door with a girl wearing a peaked cap.

"Commander, Miss Chloe is here."

In the office, Seraph Lin Qiye and Fate Monk turned their heads at the same time. Two identical faces looked at Chloe. Chloe subconsciously took a step back, her eyes filled with astonishment.

She was about to say something when a familiar voice came from behind:

"Long time no see. I thought it would take a few days for you to arrive."

Chloe looked back and saw Lin Qiye's face again. Next to him was a silver-haired girl wearing a cloak, who was looking at her curiously.

Chloe glanced at Lin Qiye, then at Seraph Lin Qiye in the office, and at the expressionless Monk of Destiny... She rubbed her temples and murmured to herself:

"It's over, it's over... It seems that the consumption of the Second Covenant is too great, and people are seeing double images."

Lin Qiye:......

"No, you have my covenant with you. You are Lin Qiye... Who are the other two?" Chloe looked into the office blankly.

"The one on the left is my clone, and the one on the right is fate... which is the [Defined Fruit]." Lin Qiye introduced.

"[Defined result]?" Chloe looked at the fateful monk and asked in surprise, "Is he the clay Buddha statue from back then?"

"it's me."

Monk Fate spoke calmly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Don't tell me, the three of you standing together are indeed quite spectacular." Memorial couldn't help but say, "So, who is about to accept my bombardment? Share it one by one, or catch one.

Five shots?"

Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows and pointed at the fateful monk without hesitation:

"He comes alone."

Fateful Monk:???

"This is Memorial, the president of Shangxie Guild, and this is Chloe, the preacher of the Western Holy Religion." Lin Qiye introduced the two of them to each other, and Memorial took the initiative to reach out and shake hands with Chloe.

"President Memorial, I have met him a long time ago." Chloe said with a smile.

Memorial was stunned, "Have we met? When?"

"Many years ago, when you were still a little kid, you walked from Daxia into the fog alone, and you didn't look like you were even as high as your 'mysterious' knees." A trace of recollection flashed in Chloe's eyes,

"After I discovered you, I was worried that something might happen to you, so I followed you secretly. Later, when I saw you making a 'human circle' go crazy by yourself, I realized that you were not a simple person, so I left on my own."

Chloe and Lin Qiye are both characters who have lived from two thousand years ago to the present. The difference is that Lin Qiye has basically been in Daxia for these two thousand years, while Chloe has been walking around various countries, which can be regarded as a person in the mist.

It's an old antique.

Hearing Chloe's words, Memorial opened his mouth in shock.

"Okay, let's go in and talk."

Everyone walked into the office, and the Seraph clone beside them consciously walked to the corner, closed his eyes, and remained motionless like a sculpture.

Lin Qiye, Fateful Monk, Memorial, and Chloe were gathered around the desk. A huge map of Daxia was placed on the desk, with densely packed marks outlined on it, making those who looked at it dizzy.

"When I came here, I saw a lot of news along the way." Chloe seemed to have thought of something, "I thought that after the fog cleared, you would immediately come forward to inform ordinary people of the existence of gods and night watchmen...

But now it seems that they still don’t know about your existence? Is this also part of your plan? "

Lin Qiye hummed, "From the launch of the Second Covenant, to the dissipation of the fog, and the subsequent response to the public, we have deduced it many times in the past few years. So far, everything is going according to our plan."

"Why don't you directly announce your existence and tell them the truth?" Memorial asked in confusion, "With such a population in Daxia, they should be able to gain a lot of faith after knowing the truth, right?"

"It's not that simple." The fateful monk shook his head, "Faith is not something that can appear immediately if you grab a person and tell him that you have to believe in a certain existence... Chloe should know this best."

Chloe spoke thoughtfully,

"Yes, to be honest, there were many believers in the Western Holy Religion at that time, but only a small number of people were able to have faith... The emergence of faith requires pure and pious prayer, and people can only do so when they are in trouble or at a loss.

, this can only be achieved when some kind of existence is needed to entrust the spirit.

In fact, to a certain extent, your [Utopia] is also a source of belief. A large part of the residents living there were saved by you from despair. You gave them freedom and gave them freedom.

Give them hope and protect their survival in the dangerous fog. To them, you are their belief.

But for Daxia, people have never had faith. Talking about gods and night watchmen rashly may only make them curious. If they excessively promote how great they are, I am afraid it will turn people off..."

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case.

This is like picking up a random person on the street and telling him that I am actually your guardian who has protected you for hundreds of years. Your survival depends on me. You have to believe in me... Only if people believe in me can there be ghosts.

In addition, now that network technology is developed, everyone is available on the Internet. At this moment, Memorial can already think of several confusing remarks:

[What kind of night watchman (# disgust)? I’ve never heard of it...]

[No one really believes it, right? (#HAN)(#HAN)(#HAN) To compare with gods with a mortal body? To be honest, I don’t believe there is anything that a nuclear bomb can’t solve. 】

[You just come with your mouth open, right? If they kill me in person, I will live stream my headstand washing my hair! My live broadcast room is 39666...]

[I have been in the army before. In two years, I became the commander-in-chief of the military region. I led several top special forces under my command. To be honest, I have never heard of the Night Watchman. Don’t let others lead you.]

[Are the traces of the script so obvious? (#偷笑) I don’t know which capital came up with the concept hype. I bet that they will start live broadcasting tomorrow...]

"Then what are you going to do?" Memorial couldn't help but ask.

"Be prepared for what we should do, and then...let nature take its course."

Lin Qiye turned to look out the window, "We don't need to deliberately preach, nor do we need to pursue beliefs... Since the world has to face the truth sooner or later, we just need to do our part, and the rest will naturally fall into place.

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