At the residence of the leader of Lindsay Wetland, Hansen asked Johannes who had escaped.
Chen Yue and four members are also here. They were called by the guards this morning.
"Yes……"
Johannes lowered his head in guilt. If he hadn't been careless...
After listening to the entire process, Chen Yue and others looked at each other and came to a conclusion.
Mu Su is still the same Mu Su.
Johannes was sent back to the camp by Hansen's people. He looked at Chen Yue and others: "How long will it take for your people to come?"
It took them almost a whole day to get here. Other members received the reminder last night and came here, and it would be tomorrow afternoon at the earliest.
So Chen Yue replied: "They will arrive one after another the day after tomorrow."
The 2000 black points in the secondary mission are enough to increase their strength to a small extent, and make it easier to travel through the forest.
"I hope you won't make any small moves."
Hansen reminded everyone and turned around and walked into the wooden house.
"By the way." He stopped, turned his head slightly and asked, "Does Mr. Musu have the ability to make others feel his consciousness?"
"Does that mean you can hear his voice? Yes."
After getting the answer, Hansen sighed lightly, with a hint of tiredness in his voice: "Then as soon as possible..."
He couldn't stand Mu Su telling the hour all night long, and saying "We'll see you there or not" at dawn.
…
At this time, Mu Su was at the cave's throne, receiving the daily morning prayers from the Yuhuo believers.
Today there is an extra link. The high priest and a group of believers presented a sacrifice - the most devout believer who believes in the Lord of the Dawn.
This cultist used some unknown method to insert a light bulb into his chest, and used living things to make the light bulb light up to follow the footsteps of the Lord of the Dawn.
A true believer.
The way to use this sacrifice is as follows: believers saw his head horizontally at the hairline and saw it in a circle, then gently tapped it with a stone and carefully uncovered it.
Just like that, the fake Iron Man came to the foot of the high platform with his chest glowing, a fanatical face, and a trembling brain shaking in his head, and begged Mu Su to eat.
Mu Su's response was to hold a golden bird on his head, get up from the throne, carry a corner of his robe, come to the wooden platform, and kick it out.
"Stop using these things to disgust people. I also have normal aesthetics!" Mu Su shouted angrily.
The believer fell backwards and fell to the ground. His brains fell out from his skull and hit the ground, mixing with the sand. He died with a thud.
The believers were so frightened that they put their heads close to the ground and did not dare to make a sound.
"I need human food!"
The panicked believers dispersed one after another, looking for what Musu wanted. However, there were always some people who wanted to go directly to Tianting and satisfy the gods.
In their self-brainwashing, evil gods will be interested in evil sacrifices and interesting gadgets.
"My lord, I have invented something that will definitely interest you."
A believer with his face painted in flames kneels under the throne of God.
"That's it!"
A small round hand stretched out, holding a flashlight.
"Fluorescent flashlight."
On the throne, Mu Su rested his chin in boredom, and opened his mouth little by little: "Well... flashlights are very common."
"It's not an ordinary flashlight."
The believers who received Mu Su's answer trembled with excitement, excitedly lit a torch and said: "It will automatically light up when there is light!"
He put the torch and flashlight together. Nothing was done, and the flashlight automatically emitted a beam of light.
Mu Su became interested and sat up slightly: "What if there is no light?"
The believer threw away the torch, raised the dimmed flashlight and said proudly: "It will definitely not light up!"
Mu Su nodded solemnly. In view of the need to maintain the majesty of the god, he did not go over to pat him on the shoulder: "Well done Vincent, I hope you can come up with more interesting inventions."
Ben knelt down deeply and shouted with tears in his eyes: "My lord, my name is not Vincent, you can call me Ben."
"Okay Vincent, no problem Vincent."
Other believers did not have such excellent inventions, so they could only look at Ben with envy and a proud look on his face as he walked away.
After a while, a thin, bald man with four torches behind him and a charred body walked out of the crowd and knelt under the throne of the god.
"Do you know my Lord, the Mother of Fire?"
The pantheon of the Yuhuo Sect is chaotic, basically a mixture of various gods, mostly evil gods, followed by terrifying creatures. The Mother of Fire is one of the more than twenty gods they believe in.
Mu Su lied without blinking: "We know each other, we had shaved ice together not long ago."
"I felt the call of the Mother of Fire. She asked you to take my place in her place and send me to my mother's kingdom."
Mu Su was startled at first, then thought that these believers were the best at thinking, so he said, "What should I do?"
"You just have to agree."
Mu Su sat upright and said with great interest: "I agreed."
The believer pulled out a torch from behind and stuffed it into his mouth. In an instant, his whole body was ignited like flammable material, and the flames spread throughout his body.
"I feel the fire flowing in my body... Oh mother! I see you! I'm coming! I'm coming..."
The crazy shouts became smaller and smaller, and the flames dispersed after a few minutes. A charred black figure knelt on the ground, with three torches still burning behind him.
Seeing that two more corpses had appeared in a short period of time, Mu Su was not very happy. He let out a light tut and raised his eyes to look at the high priest.
"How do you usually dispose of your corpse?"
"Answer my Lord and you will become one with all your brothers and sisters in the religion."
A beautiful way to say eat.
Mu Su waved his hands impatiently and asked them to get the body away quickly.
Afterwards, there were a few people who jumped out and wanted to commit suicide, but Mu Su jumped off the stage and beat them up.
On this day, the believers once again proved their disorder and madness with practical actions.
At the end of the day, the sky turned dark again. Mu Su was finally able to get off work and leave the throne. Although he hid in the control room and the believers couldn't say anything, he always had to pretend to be more diligent at first.
The believers didn't find much food, it was just to make the prisoners less hungry. Musu's food was the best piece of meat from the breast of the unknown mutated creature, and it actually tasted really good.
In the control room, Mu Su lay down on a comfortable chair and began to count AIC before falling asleep.
"One AIC, two AIC, three..."
Just as sleepiness hit me, an uninvited guest appeared.
【Are you calling me?】
AIC seems to have forgotten what happened yesterday.
"No, I'm counting AIC to sleep." Mu Su replied.
【Only children can count sheep if they can't sleep.】
"Then what should I count?"
[You should count your liabilities, your faults, your heartbreak and tears, and cry yourself to sleep like an adult!]
Who said AIC has big ideas?
I suffered an inexplicable loss, but Musu couldn't spray it. So I turned to pick the soft persimmon.
Not long after, all the members of the Eternal Life Society heard the taunting voice from Mu Su at the same time.
[I see that my camp is still safe, and you weak and helpless ants seem to be frightened. I would like to advise you to go back to your mother and cry. 】
[Friendly reminder: Remember to change wet pants.]