898: The cool technology of the Gods Society (Part 1) [Please give me the moon
Chapter 900 900: The cool technology of the Gods Association (Part 1)
Follow the prayer to a dead end.
Indistinct male and female voices came from the darkness.
"What happened?"
Qishan said: "The destiny of heaven is eternal."
After the words fell, there was a slight tremor under my feet. The brick wall in front of me opened to both sides, revealing a dark hole that extended to no one knows where. At this time, an abnormally pale hand stretched out and handed over a Give torches to pray for good deeds.
Qi Shan said softly: "Thank you very much."
Shen Tang's eyes closed slightly, and he suppressed the fleeting surprise.
If you read it right, the hand just now seemed to have seven fingers? According to the current trend, children with body deformities will be regarded as unlucky and will have a hard time surviving to adulthood. Qi Shan lit the torch with courtesy and entered first. Shen Tang also followed.
After walking for a long time, she spoke.
"The secret tunnel is dug so long and deep. How long does it need to be ventilated in advance?" As soon as I entered, I found that the air here was abundant and fresh, with no smell of decay or even a strange smell. At first, I was worried about what would happen if I entered rashly. As for the limited space accident, "The bricks on both sides of the passage are of good quality. There are so many projects on the ground, but it doesn't affect the underground?"
With such good quality, do you want to learn from it?
Shen Tang knocked on the wall, thoughtfully.
From the moment I stepped in until now, the stairs have been winding downwards, and I have walked more than two thousand steps. Looking at the situation in front of me, it is still early before the exit. How much manpower will the gods spend on building such a large project? How many locations are there?
On the surface, the meeting was held in this mansion, but in fact, the participating members moved to a more hidden place through a secret passage?
It's prudent enough.
Qi Shan: "No, this is just a deception."
The secret passage is real, but not so long. At the same time, this is also the threshold set by the Society of Gods for participants. If they cannot even get out of such an illusion, they are not qualified to become members of the Society of Gods. Their senses are entering The illusion was stretched out, and the two thousand steps they thought were actually only a hundred, and even the outside world may have only passed a few breaths.
Shen Tang frowned: "Why didn't I notice?"
Qishan said worriedly: "Maybe we were exposed."
"Exposed? What exposed?"
Qishan in front stopped and turned to look at Shen Tang. Most of his mask was rendered a warm orange-red by the torch in his hand, but his eyes were a bit sinister. He smiled sinisterly and said: "Haha, of course it's called You will be buried in..."
Qishan walked quickly and was now a head shorter than her.
"Who is buried here?"
Shen Tang took advantage of the steps and his long legs to kick the mask to pieces, snatched the torch and stabbed it into his stomach.
The torch was scorching, roasting the flesh and blood until it sizzled.
In an instant, shrill screams spread throughout the tunnel.
Shen Tang's eyes were indifferent, looking at the scene in front of him indifferently. He used strength in his hands and poured Wen Qi into it to make the torch burn more vigorously, along his abdomen. With the torch, he stabbed it from his abdomen to his heart, roasting his heart as well. A familiar posture.
The latter panicked and begged for mercy.
Shen Tang did not stop, but turned the torch in his stomach several times, and said with a smile: "Now you know how to beg for mercy? Be obedient, don't make such jokes in the future. Whoever makes such jokes with me, I can only Send him to see the Lord of Hell."
With a snap, he threw the torch aside.
The "Qi Shan" in front of him had frightened eyes, and he slumped on the ground along the wall, with beads of cold sweat covering his forehead. Shen Tang kicked him in the face and ordered: "Untie him, or I will kill you right here." Kill! How many heads do you have for provoking me?"
The Tan Qingguang vest that Shen Tang is using now is a boss who looks ordinary but is actually ruthless and can make people move their heads at the slightest disagreement. He is the most powerful right-hand man and a coward of Qishan, the vice-president. She also doesn’t know that Qi Shan If Yuan Liang has any weird hobbies, he must give such a person a character like "Qingguang" and a name like "Shao".
Focus on a contrasting cuteness?
Implement the naming rule of "make up for what is missing"?
Shen Tang doesn't understand, but she knows how to be cruel.
The "Qi Shan" in front of her looked at her with fearful eyes. Shen Tang was very unhappy and kicked him again, causing blood to flow from his forehead: "Don't act like this cowardly with the eyes of Vice President Qi Shan" The ugly eyes make people just want to dig them out and crush them with one foot. If you are celebrating the New Year, you really need firecrackers to add to the fun. I wonder if your eyeballs can ring?"
The man unlocked the illusion with trembling fingers.
In an instant, the dark passage was replaced by light.
Shen Tang raised his hand to cover the sudden light. The sound of the gurgling stream came to her ears, and she could smell the valuable fragrance at the tip of her nose. Dozens of pairs of eyes fell on her. She looked around and found that she was facing a Standing on the wall of the department corridor, at the feet was a strange man with a broken mask. The man was dressed in rich clothes and was covering his bleeding stomach. His face was pale.
She looked down at the place where she threw the torch.
There lay a bloody sword.
She laughed and said, "Are you kidding me?"
The man clutched his stomach, staggered to his feet, pointed at Shen Tang and yelled, "How dare you hurt someone?"
The onlookers wearing masks just watched the show from a distance.
The members of the Society of Gods who can participate in the annual meeting are not too low-qualified to join the society. They naturally know that this meeting is related to the change of power of the Northwest Continent branch. You must know that the main club and sub-clubs of the Society of Gods are not static. There are new elections every few years. Qishan, the vice-president, is not only promoted very quickly, but also stays around for a long time and has many fans around him.
In other words——
This year, as long as all his fans vote for Qi Shan, there is a high probability that he will kick down his original main club, and he may even be appreciated by the inner circle of the Gods. Naturally, people whose interests are harmed will not be willing to accept it. Who would have expected Qi? The kind man was ruthless, taking away the person's sword in front of everyone, piercing the person's stomach with the sword, and wanted to send the sword edge upward to pierce the heart.
Shen Tang said: "Isn't this because your skills are inferior to others?"
There is no guilty conscience at all for almost killing someone.
He also said with a strange tone: "It's normal for members to learn from each other and communicate with each other, and it's normal for accidental injuries occasionally. You can't blame me because your strength is weak, right? Am I strong? Where am I stronger? I don't think so. You should review yourself. , have you practiced hard for so many years, have you had your head hung up and a cone stabbed your buttocks? Think more about yourself and blame your opponents less!"
The man felt like vomiting blood after hearing this.
At this time, several acquaintances came forward to help him.
The wound on his abdomen surged with Wen Qi, and the bleeding stopped visibly with the naked eye, but he looked weak due to excessive blood loss: "Today's shame will be repaid tenfold in the future! We'll see!"
Shen Tang looked at him: "Are you threatening me? Didn't I kill you? I told you it was just an accident. If you don't harm me, how can I harm you? Since you are the evil one to complain first, I won't be polite - Wait until you get out of Linxiang County alive."
For a time, the fire was strong.
"This is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." The crowd parted, and a man wearing a mask with strange golden patterns walked out.
As soon as the injured man saw him, his arrogant and domineering aura immediately subsided, and his face became more confident.
Well, it's like a dog that was beaten violently and had its tail tucked away one second, and then raised its tail again when it saw its owner the next second.
Shen Tang said nothing, but looked at Qishan who was following him.
"Misunderstanding? He knows what he did to Qingguang. None of you here are three-year-olds. You and I know very well what the words he said in the illusion are for." Qishan did not give face to the host and chuckled. He said, "He has only been in the club for two years. He is mediocre and has made no achievements. How can he have the courage to attack Qingguang? Does the main club want to investigate? Who instigated it?"
The host was also angry in his heart.
It is true that he is afraid of the vice-president of Qishan, but he will not use such stupid methods. It is not his style to make enemies in public. But everyone here thinks that he is the instigator. If he does not explain, it is just yellow mud falling into the crotch, not shit. It’s also shit.
The main agency even suspected that Qishan directed and acted on his own.
Use this despicable method to throw dirty water on him.
The injured man spat out a mouthful of blood: "I did it myself, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. Don't slander anyone here with a gun and a stick. As for why you did this? I just heard that Qi Fushe was from a lowly background and was not worthy of the honorable position... …”
The right way is to use the noble to control the humble and not to treat the humble with the humble.
He didn't expect the Northwest Branch to be so ignorant of etiquette.
Qishan looked at him speechlessly: "Take him down."
The host had no choice but to pray in his heart that today would be his thirtieth year, that he would not see blood and that the injured man would escape. He was speechless in his heart. He thought that the man would be his right-hand man, but he didn't expect that the man would be his right-hand man. Just give Qi Shan a head.
I didn't know much about it even though I was hanging around here.
The Northwest Continent has always been "literary-minded".
Literary class determines the class of origin. As long as you are a literary scholar, you are not considered lowly, but a superior person. The one who was dragged down is obviously a supporter of "family origin", and he is qualified only if he is born in a noble family. Obtain high-quality literary heart.
Qishan's origin is not a secret in the Northwest Continent branch.
In the past several sub-community struggles, this was not the case.
This second fool is good, he stepped on the thunder as soon as he came.
The hostess despised him in his heart, but had to maintain a friendly appearance with Qi Shan. His deputy Tan Shao, who praised Qi Shan, became more and more decisive. Qi Shan just made a false promise, and there was impatience in his eyes: "Qing Guang, I took something. follow me."
After he finished speaking, the masked waiter handed over the black post.
Shen Tang didn't know what the use was, but he still took it.
Although the waiter only showed half of his palm, his fingers...
It seems to be deformed too?
Qishan led her to a small waterside pavilion.
There were multiple barriers here, and she finally didn't have to hold it back: "What happened just now? They dispersed while walking."
Qi Shan took her post and wrote three words in a handwriting that Shen Tang had never seen before. Everyone who came in advance was waiting here. There was also a black post in their hands, with the words "Qi Vice Society" written in yellow on it. ". It looks like this is the ballot paper.
Just put it in the ballot box before leaving.
"That intersection will separate people. Just don't fall into the trap."
Shen Tang pouted: "Such a clumsy method..."
Unless she is a fool, how can she take the bait?
It's really an insult to her intelligence.
"It is indeed clumsy, but good luck can also have unexpected results." After Qishan finished writing, he waited for the ink to dry before putting away everyone's ballot papers. "That person is good at creating illusions. Those who are less vigilant can still I’m really going to be fooled.”
My protagonist does not take the usual path.
Shen Tang sat down, lifted his mask over his head, and stuffed cakes into his mouth: "Don't you mean a meeting? Where should we hold it?"
The layout of this mansion does not seem to be suitable for meetings.
Qishan said: "The time has not come yet."
When the time comes, she will naturally know.
"Let's sit down and have something to eat first."
Shen Tang's curiosity was aroused, but Qishan refused to reveal it, so she could only wait. The cakes couldn't fill her mouth, so she asked while eating: "By the way, I saw a seven-legged one just now The person pointing the finger is not an illusion."
That person was not the same person as the person who handed her the ballot paper.
Why are there so many people with deformed fingers?
Qishan said: "He is a waiter of the Association of Gods."
"Specially select people with deformed fingers for the job?"
Qishan explained patiently: "The gods will be recorded in documents, which was the case with the ancients a long time ago. There are also documents that say that they were just one of the ancient people. Not only were their hands different from the current ones, but other parts of the body were also different. Some people were born with one eye or three eyes. Eyes, it is said that they are the three-eyed tribe and the one-eyed tribe... The gods will respect the ancient system, and the attendants they use will naturally be in line with the ancients."
The custom of wearing masks is also related to this, because some waiters have very different appearances from ordinary people, so they wear masks to hide them. In addition, members of the society also need to remain mysterious.
Shen Tang was silent for a while after hearing this.
Qishan was puzzled: "Qingguang?"
Shen Tang sighed: "Let's talk about it when we get back."
She has previously confirmed that the current world is in the timeline after the cataclysm, so the documents recorded by the Council of Gods are more intriguing. The so-called deformed ancient humans are probably caused by the environment. These humans have either lost their inheritance, or because of a certain For some reasons, the offspring gradually returned to normal appearance.
Gu Chi listened to her thoughts and cast his gaze.
He seemed shocked by her bold guess.
Shen Tang: "We will all know in the future."
Everyone was curious about the exchange between Shen Tang and Gu Chi. A high-pitched call came from outside the house. Qi Shan stood up and opened the door, handed the collected ballot paper to the other party, and then closed the door.
When the person walked away, Lin Feng asked: "Can't you cheat?"
If the main club or other sub-clubs bribe the waiters to do something for the vote statistics, won't the main publisher lose?
"It doesn't matter." The main club won't survive long anyway. He arranged the meeting here just because he wanted to kill people. "Besides, these waiters can't be bribed."
"Can't be bribed? Can't be coerced?"
Qi Shan said: "These waiters are the eyes and ears of the inner guild of the gods and spread to the outer guilds. They are puppets. To a certain extent, they are similar to Huang Lie's heavy shield warriors, except that the methods of the gods are softer. Bribing them will be punished. You’ll find out within.”
And the gods will openly advertise their absolute neutrality.
Naturally, such fraud will not be allowed to occur.
Shen Tang: "Puppet? It's also controlled by Gu insects?"
Qi Shan shook his head: "I don't know. I haven't figured out the methods of the inner society in these years. But - you might as well take a guess, are they alive or dead?"
Qin Li said: "If they are alive, they are naturally alive. But since you asked us to guess, then they must be dead."
Qishan's answer was ambiguous.
"A few years ago, a new member who joined the club saw that the waiter's hand was deformed, so he drew his sword and chopped it off. The metacarpal bones included in the flesh glowed silvery white, not like human bones, but like copper and iron."
It's hard to tell whether this is a living person or a dead person.
