[The Lord is indeed pure, and He uses pure white as his trace. He does not like falsehoods, so he sent down the Son to disperse them. The color fades in front of the Son, revealing the traces of the Lord.]
[The Lord is indeed merciful, and His fiery love soothes the painful soul of His Son. No falsehood can intrude upon His beloved Son.]
[The Lord is indeed great. Seven days after he sent down his Son, the Lord could not bear to let his beloved Son be trapped in falsehood. He ordered angels to hold flaming swords to grant the Son and his followers eternal liberation.]
[The Lord is indeed merciful. He regards each of us as his beloved son. The seraphs have blown the trumpets, and the flaming sword has been unsheathed. Leave the hypocritical world and tear apart the false reality - enter the Lord
Kingdom, we sing and dance with joy in the sight of the Lord.]
【In the name of the Lord, grant liberation to all mankind.】
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Lu Chen didn't know that Zhuren was unkind. He only knew that Watanabe's blood pressure seemed to be at least 180, and that someone in the research center was going to be in bad luck.
The cause of the incident is quite unreasonable. At eight o'clock in the morning, when every scientist at the North American Research Center was trying to drink black coffee to refresh themselves, the alarm in the institute suddenly rang.
This alarm does not actually represent any danger. It is just a test alarm that will be sounded randomly every three to six weeks in accordance with relevant regulations promulgated by the coalition government.
The problem is, as the alarm sounded, these scientists, who have been engaged in emergency evacuation for most of their lives, arrived at the designated evacuation location safely and quickly one by one. Everything was no different from elementary school students undergoing disaster prevention training.
However, the robots responsible for confirming the evacuation of the laboratory discovered several leaflets on the ground that were obviously printed by private individuals using mimeograph technology.
After checking the content on the flyer, several robots directly sounded the highest level alarm - Watanabe, who had just been chatting with Lu Chen and others to discuss today's training content, was directly dragged to the scene by the AI robot.
The location where the flyers were found is on the fourth floor of the east wing of the research center, and the emergency evacuation gathering place is on the ground square directly north of the research center. In order to implement their application logic, the robots "report dangers to the security director as quickly as possible"
The design directly grabbed Watanabe's arm, took off from the outside of the east wing building, and flew directly to the outer wall of the third floor.
After breaking through the glass on the third floor, the robots led Watanabe to turn around and jump again. Finally, two pieces of glass shattered on the floor. Watanabe took a mouthful of dust and his head was covered with glass particles.
Watanabe, who suffered a serious crime, didn't say anything for a long time after seeing the flyers scattered on the ground. When Lu Chen and others came over worried, they saw Watanabe with an extremely ugly face.
"I really didn't expect that there could be cultists who bypassed the background check of the Bureau of Investigation and sneaked in here." Looking at the flyer in his hand, Watanabe gritted his teeth in hatred. "These beasts are really... looking for death!" To be honest, placing so many leaflets in a research institution like the North American Institute, which is almost the most strictly scrutinized and guarded, is no longer a simple "hostile propaganda" activity. To put it more seriously, it is a defense of the North American Institute.
The department's serious dereliction of duty was even serious enough to require the General Administration to re-dispatch and deploy security personnel.
To put it more seriously, this is an extremist religious organization issuing a frontal provocation to the entire coalition government and the entire human civilization. Today they can send leaflets, but tomorrow they can send bombs...
Watanabe was suddenly stunned. He looked at the leaflets scattered on the ground, and after a long time he said to himself, "Why are you sending leaflets?"
Extremist religious organizations and their followers are completely different organizations from ordinary gangsters, drug dealers, or other felons. They do not seek wealth or sex, and they do not even care about their own safety.
They have only one purpose - to contribute to the destruction of mankind at all costs.
As long as they can return to the feet of gods and reunite with their dead family members... they will give everything.
Why would this kind of organization, this kind of organization that is so extreme that it wants nothing but the destruction of humanity, put flyers in the wing of the North American Institute?
Watanabe's brain was running at full power, and he felt that he seemed to have vaguely grasped some key points. However, in the eyes of Lu Chen and Yang Jianmin, this widower from Dongsang with an awkward personality suddenly became stunned after swearing a few curse words.
In place.
This looks like a sudden stroke - and it's a serious one.
Lu Chen and Yang Jianmin looked at each other, and the teacher and student reached a consensus with just one exchange of glances.
The consensus is as follows: "Rerect?" "Rerect!"
In order to prevent Watanabe, who had suffered a stroke, from convulsing or becoming agitated during the transfer, Lu Chen very thoughtfully pulled the robot aside and asked for a "medical transfer". Afterwards, Watanabe, who had a head full of glass particles, ate a mouthful of dirt.
He was forcibly sent to the infirmary.
Watanabe was just lost in thought, but he did not lose consciousness or ability to react. After being "caught" by the robot softly and quickly, Watanabe found that he could not break free. His first reaction was to shout to stop the robot.
But...in order to quickly reach the medical room on the second floor on the west side, the bipedal robot once again demonstrated its super athletic ability. It jumped out of the broken window on the fourth floor and quickly evaporated the buffer fluid in the hydraulic system.
He transformed the huge energy from the landing. Then he carried Watanabe and passed directly into the medical room through the square full of people.
The feeling of weightlessness caused by falling from a high altitude caused Watanabe to grit his teeth without saying a word, and the high-frequency steps of the bipedal robot after landing made Watanabe quickly lose the ability to speak.
The vibrations and impacts at that frequency were just enough to make it almost impossible to retain air in Watanabe's lungs.
In short, Watanabe was even more angry in the medical room. Partly because his thinking was interrupted, and partly because of the extremely rough handling process of the bipedal robot.
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Lying in the infirmary, Watanabe squinted his eyes and pondered for a while, and then gradually began to loosen his frown.
This thing seems...not all bad.
"Watanabe, are you okay? Can you hear me?" Yang Weimin ran to the infirmary out of breath, and his first sentence was to ask about Watanabe's physical condition.
After Watanabe quickly answered a few questions to prove his "innocence", he quickly took back the initiative in the conversation, "That flyer... did you see it?"
"I saw it." Lu Chen nodded as Yang Weimin rushed into the ward, "The description inside... I feel familiar."
"Looks familiar?" Watanabe didn't expect Lu Chen to say such a thing, "How does it look familiar?"
Lu Shenwei answered directly. After asking for a leaflet from Watanabe, he read it again.
Then he put down the flyer with a livid face and said, "What kind of fucking extremist religious sermon flyer is this? It's clearly about quantum release syndrome! What the hell are you afraid of? They already know it!"<