The first thousand one hundred and sixty-one chapters missionary and wish one
Life in a small shop is not interesting.
Lu Sheng stayed quietly in the shop for three days.
Every morning when I wake up, I eat bread and milk, and watch the news. From time to time, a certain superhero appears on TV to save the city and solve terrorist attacks. A natural disaster breaks out in a certain place, and many people with super powers form an investigation team to investigate.
And the most famous hero in White City where he is located is the laser blade Tris.
This person had a high exposure rate. Lu Sheng watched the TV for three days, and news related to him was broadcast on two days.
"It seems that apart from the government's armed forces, these folk heroes are mainly relied on to maintain the balance in the superpower field."
Lu Sheng sat bored on the recliner, feeling the Phoenix King wooden boat he had sent out. The female white-collar worker named Hannah had discovered the peculiarity of the wooden boat. Yesterday she began to formally worship the wooden boat.
"It's not enough. I need more people to help me collect intelligence, act as informants, and gather my spiritual power." Lu Sheng stood up from the recliner and planned to go out for a walk. If you stay in the store all the time, there won't be any chance of falling from the sky.
Come down.
He needs to take the initiative.
Putting on casual clothes, just an ordinary white T-shirt and jeans, Lu Sheng walked out of the shop slowly, not bothering to close the door. It would be best if thieves came. They would steal things and sell them everywhere, maybe better than him.
It would be faster to just sit back and wait for the rabbit.
Lu Sheng strolled slowly along the street, and soon left the street where the accident happened before and entered a crowded commercial street.
There are many high-rise buildings on both sides, and there is a constant stream of white-collar workers going to work, walking in a hurry, and everyone has a look of indifference and distraction on their faces.
These people are either indifferent to the things around them, or they are thinking about other work matters while walking. Maybe they also have troubles in life.
Lu Sheng walked to a mobile vendor selling hats, randomly bought a round hat and put it on. He waved his hand, and suddenly a faint sense of mist covered his face, making it difficult for people to see his face clearly.
"That's good. Keeping it mysterious can gain the greatest unknown and respect."
Lu Sheng walked through the somewhat shady entrance and exit of the parking lot and paused under a sign while waiting for the three men in suits in front of him to quickly pass through.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! It's too late!" A man in a suit was sweating profusely and almost started to run.
Lu Sheng watched him rush into an office building on the left, while he continued to stroll forward slowly.
Passing in front of a small supermarket, sitting on a public bench on the left is a young man who is only twenty years old. He is dressed in a poor manner, has an unshaven beard, and has pale skin. From his exposed arms and calves, it can be seen that he is somewhat malnourished and has a poor figure.
emaciated.
Lu Sheng saw a strong sense of unwillingness and hatred in his eyes.
This is exactly what he needs.
Silently, he gently dropped an ape-like wooden sculpture from his palm. The wooden sculpture moved strangely on its own, slowly crawling to the front of the young man's field of vision.
The people around him seemed to be blind, and no one could clearly see the scene in front of them.
The young man's eyes trembled, and his face suddenly became frightened. But a strange impulse drove him to quickly reach out and grab the wooden sculpture in his hand.
When he raised his head to look for the owner of the wooden sculpture, he couldn't see anyone in front of him.
And a strange information slowly penetrated into his mind.
"Another one. A gift from the Phoenix King"
Lu Sheng, who had already walked to another block, slowly revealed a strange smile on his lips.
"Next, is the Thousand-Headed Wolf God."
A wolf-shaped wooden sculpture slipped out of his hand and was held in his palm.
Wood carvings are not something that can be given to others casually.
He needs to find talented people with potential.
This kind of potential must be a person with extremely strong passion and strong perseverance.
Otherwise, if he gave the wood carving, the other party would not bother to worship at all, or he would feel bored after only a few days and quit.
That's a complete waste.
Lu Sheng quickly entered a subway station.
A hurried middle-aged man, surrounded by several bodyguards, was quickly walking out of the subway station.
It seems that this person is a big shot.
"Mr. Dean, please go this way!" A bodyguard led the way towards a convoy of black cars parked on the roadside.
The middle-aged man named Dean has eyes like falcons, is somewhat bald, has gray hair, and is tall and strong. He gives people a strong sense of oppression at first glance. It is obvious that he is not a simple ordinary businessman.
Snap.
Suddenly he stumbled and seemed to have stepped on something.
He lowered his head and saw that it was a brown wooden sculpture that looked like a wild wolf. The workmanship was very fine, as if it were alive.
Dean has seen many master carving arts, but none of them can give him a strange sense of living things like the wood carving in front of him.
"What's wrong?" a bodyguard asked confused.
He bent down to pick up the wood carving, held it in his hand and looked at it.
"Where did this thing come from?"
"What? What is it? Sir, what are you talking about?" the bodyguard said inexplicably.
Dean looked around and found that the eyes of every bodyguard around him fell on the wooden carving in his hand.
He picked up the wooden carving and shook it.
"Whose is this?"
No one answered. Several people looked puzzled.
Dean saw something was wrong. This is a world with super powers after all.
"Can't you see?"
"I'm sorry, sir, you don't have anything in your hands." The bodyguard captain replied in a low voice. "Look, we'd better get in the car as soon as possible, we're running out of time."
"Okay." Dean narrowed his eyes, put the wooden sculpture away, and put it in his pocket. The moment his fingers left the wooden sculpture, an inexplicable message flowed into his mind.
His hawk-like gaze suddenly shrank.
Few people know that he is actually a superpower, but it is not a physical superpower, but a psychic ability.
This kind of ability makes him extremely resistant to hallucinations, poisons, intoxicants, and other drug and mental methods.
Therefore, he is very confident that no one can influence him mentally.
But the information in the wood carving just now
With doubts, he quickly got in the car and decided to try it out sometime in the evening.
Lu Sheng stood in the crowd and watched the convoy leave.
This person is ambitious and perseverant, so he is perfect as a believer of the Thousand-Headed Wolf God.
"Find another one"
"By the way, you can also use express delivery to spread it online. It will probably be faster." Lu Sheng thought of a good idea.
He prepared a total of four divine systems as the basis for establishing a sect and absorbing divine power.
Phoenix King, Thousand-Headed Wolf God, Flesh Evil God, and Colorful Dragon King.
These four gods allied with each other, supported each other, and together formed the Star Temple, with many subordinate gods and dependents under their command.
He had built the palaces of the Star Temple in his own mind world, and then he also found a bunch of his relatives and stuffed them into them.
Put some people from the Suzaku clan in there, and stuff some people who look like wolves in there. Those from the Evil God clan are the best. Anyway, as long as they are not clear-headed and look ugly enough, you can stuff them in. Finally, there is the Colorful Dragon clan.
All kinds of blood descendants and dragon beasts are stuffed in.
Lu Sheng even divided the levels of believers and corresponding summoning spells accordingly.
As long as your faith (divine power) reaches a certain amount, you can unlock different permissions and summon different levels of powerful deity's followers. Even the strongest ones can summon descendants of divine blood and subordinate gods.
"Pray hard, you will have a bright future. As long as you persevere." Lu Sheng has never been picky about food. As long as the quality and quantity of the people who give him divine power are maintained, he doesn't care at all whether they have selfish motives or whether they are kind or evil.
After leaving the subway station, he bought the nearest ticket on his mobile phone.
I leisurely left the city and headed to the airport.
On the plane, he developed another loser who looked very decadent and depressed as his disciple.
Only this kind of person who has lost hope and sustenance can put his energy and energy on the wood carving to the greatest extent and transfer it to him as spiritual power.
The more than three-hour flight passed quickly, and when we came out of the airport, it was already dark.
Lu Sheng sat on a metal chair at the entrance of the airport, watching the flow of people coming and going.
Suddenly, a group of tall stewardesses with exquisite makeup and short skirts and black stockings walked quickly past him, dragging suitcases.
Lu Sheng's eyes fell on one of the young flight attendants walking behind.
This person had a delicate face and watery almond-shaped eyes. It seemed that he had been crying for a while, and his eyelids were a little red.
Lu Sheng saw deep unwillingness, anger, despair, and depression in her body.
"You're such a poor kid, let your uncle come and comfort you." Lu Sheng stretched out his hand, and a small wooden goat sculpture slipped from his palm and rolled to the feet of the flight attendant.
No one else could see it, but she stepped on the wooden sculpture and almost tripped.
"Eh?" The stewardess bent down and picked up the wood carving.
"Vera, hurry up, it's time to get on the plane." The colleague in front of me urged.
Vera held the wooden carving, and a bit of strange information flowed into her mind with some trembling.
Before she could react, she was grabbed by the sisters in front of her and followed her to catch up with the team.
"What are you doing? Hurry up, we're going to be too late."
"But"
"No buts, why are you in a daze?"
Lu Sheng, who was sitting on the bench, smiled and watched the girl being dragged into the special passage of the airport.
"Got another one."
He stood up, patted his pants, walked out of the airport leisurely, lined up at the waiting lane outside, and waited quietly for a taxi.
The person photographed in front of him was a mother and daughter, who were communicating quietly in Kelsi language. The mother asked her daughter how she was doing with her studies and whether her living expenses were enough. The daughter was submissive and lowered her head, looking very inferior.
Not for anything else, but because my daughter weighs at least two hundred pounds by visual inspection. She is as fat as a big ball. She is 1.7 meters tall and has long brown hair on her forehead, like a fat white carrot.
I got a woolen hat. It’s so funny.
Lu Sheng could feel the extreme desire in the girl's heart. The desire to lose weight, become more beautiful, and become more elegant, confident, and powerful.
He conveniently gave the girl a wooden carving of a flesh-and-blood evil god.
I believe she will be able to turn excess flesh and blood into energy, strengthen herself, and become more beautiful. Of course, the premise is that she must be pious enough.