No wonder there was a smell of gunpowder smoke and herbs in the air. It turned out to be coming from these soldiers - they were already immersed in the pleasure of drugs and couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. Even holy places like the church dared to interfere.
Their sanity no longer belongs to them, and if they stop taking medicine, they will be worse than dead. They can only use all means to exchange money to buy medicine.
Immersed in the illusion and happiness of the five senses, with only the entertainment that secretes dopamine all day long, you will not care about the pain of reality. This drug is equivalent to the materialization of the entertainment-to-death Internet, and there is no difference in nature.
"Help, help—"
The students cried out for help, but the soldiers were like dozens of ferocious beasts with red eyes, almost tearing them in half.
Li Mingyue took action instantly.
Su Mingan just blinked, and the scene in front of him changed instantly.
No warning, no sound, no struggle.
Dozens of soldiers suddenly disappeared.
They seemed to have had all traces of their existence suddenly wiped away, disappearing into the sunlit church. All that was left was the surviving students slumped on the ground and the lingering scent of tobacco incense.
My ears were completely clear, and it was as if the soldiers had never appeared before.
"Moment Order: Obliterate."
Li Mingyue's cold voice echoed in the church.
...obliterate.
Su Ming'an immediately opened the Talisman skill tree and took a look. This Moment Order is at the sixth level, and its effect is to "erase life forms whose status is far lower than one's own."
What a powerful talisman.
This is obliteration at the level of rules. With a single order, no enemy will be left alive. Su Mingan guessed that this "personality" should be improved through dream patrol. His own personality still showed the lowest "f" level. And Li Mingyue used some means to achieve a status higher than ordinary people.
——Is Li Mingyue a god?
Su Ming'an turned his head and looked at the white-haired man with an impeccable temperament, vigilance and thinking flashed in his eyes.
Li Mingyue's face was very pale. It seemed that using this level six talisman had no impact on Li Mingyue. As early as in the class of Xia Jiawen's class teacher, Su Mingan had heard the principle of "one price, one gain". Every time a human uses a talisman, he will be invaded by an abnormality when carving the talisman. If he is not careful, he will be Deprived of reason. The stronger the talisman used, the more severe the danger to the brain.
Using a level six talisman, the mental pressure on the brain at that moment was terrifying.
Although Li Mingyue simply shouted the command, no one could see how much pain Li Mingyue's brain endured in just two seconds after he said the command.
"Brother Wen Sheng! Wen Sheng..." Jiang Xiaoshan, Tao Meng and others cried, holding hands tightly: "I never thought that one day the church would be unsafe..."
If even churches are not immune, what about schools? Can ordinary residents still have a way to survive?
Su Mingan looked at the blood on the ground.
"Wen Sheng." Jiang Xiaoshan looked at him: "I heard that you went to school yesterday. You must be careful. The streets are getting more and more dangerous now. People are being killed at every turn. I'm really afraid that one day you will..."
"Why is this happening?" Su Mingan asked.
Obviously, the situation was not serious before, and places like schools and churches were still safe, but in the past two days, he saw soldiers breaking into these pure areas more than once.
"It seems that the coalition government recently held a meeting and said that 'the world's focus will be on the Dream Patrol', and everything else will be reduced in importance. Including the military forces that protect the city will be withdrawn. As a result, the surrounding areas of our city There are also fewer lawful soldiers, and now the city is full of looters..." Jiang Yunmeng next to him wiped the blood on his arm and walked over and said.
The students sobbed several times and were filled with resentment.
"Yes. It's all the dream patrol plan of the coalition government! What "full support for dream patrollers"! What "first coalition agreement"! What "National Game Era"! The resources are all allocated to those dream patrollers, it's harmful We people living in reality are starving. My relatives didn't even get a drop of water a few days ago, and they were all divided by the Mengxun family!" Tao Meng, a lively little girl with a loud voice, burst into tears. , her voice echoed throughout the church.
Since Su Wensheng was the strongest, they always liked to surround him, as if they would feel safe this way.
Su Mingan was a little helpless.
"Don't hang around me..." he whispered.
His voice was quickly drowned out by others.
"Isn't the treatment that Meng Xunjia received good enough? Basic wages, social security, housing discounts, car purchase discounts, death-free gold medals - they live a better life than anyone else! Now, even for people like us who are about to die Resources must be grabbed!" Chen Tiange, who was wearing braids, shouted: "Last month I heard that my cousin was about to starve to death. I was also starving at the time and couldn't support him at all. And those dream patrols The family has enough food and clothing, but they refuse to give him even a piece of bread. Although they are right to do this, and I don’t want to morally kidnap the Mengxun family, but the differential treatment is too serious! Ordinary people can’t survive at all!”
"Yes, some people have even bought cars, but some people can only starve to death under the bridge..." Qiao Qiao, with disheveled black hair, nodded.
"The life of the Meng Xun family is life, but our life is not life. We actually want to become the Meng Xun family, but our mental condition is not up to par and we really don't have the ability, so we have become inferior people..."
With each word they spoke, the current situation between the Dream Patrol family and ordinary people was quickly revealed before their eyes.
Most of their relatives died in the siege, and some died due to lack of resources. Without resentment, this would be impossible.
After listening for a while, Su Ming'an realized how serious the gap between the Dream Patrol family and ordinary people was - when Su Lolo picked him up from school, he had vaguely felt the fear and fear of the homeless people on the roadside towards Su Lolo, the Dream Patrol family. envy. It was clear that Su Luoluo was just a weak little girl, but those tough-faced men did not dare to attack her at all, just because she wore the medal of the Mengxun family.
If Su Luoluo hadn't been a Mengxunjia, he might have been dragged into the alley and met with something unexpected.
Invisibly, ordinary people have become easy targets for harm, and their treatment is very different from that of the Mengxun family.
These students also knew that the Dream Patrollers were risking mental breakdown to complete the game. They did not resent the Dream Patrollers, but felt unfair and sad about the situation of ordinary people, and were afraid that they might be ruled and abused by the Dream Patrollers in the future.
——Unstable Dream Patrollers, who knows what they will do as they become stronger and stronger?
——This is the era of spiritual recovery. As the dream patrol progresses, personal strength will only become stronger and stronger. When personal strength trumps national strength, can ordinary people survive?
The Dream Patrol family obtained most of the resources under the policy and occupied the cake of ordinary people. In such a situation, there must be a natural gap between the two sides.
"..."
While they were venting their dissatisfaction, Li Mingyue had been standing quietly under the stained glass, holding the thick book with a pale face, motionless, and seemed to have fallen into a state of selflessness again.
He stood under the light, his whole body pure white, as if he had melted into the light.
Su Mingan was surrounded by several students, and his ears were about to explode. He couldn't help shouting: "Godfather..."
Only then did Li Mingyue come to her senses and closed the book: "Let go of Wen Sheng and go study."
The students stopped complaining.
Li Mingyue looked at the students and suddenly added: "When you take the college entrance examination in two days and get good grades, you will be able to leave this city and go to a bigger city. Only then will you get in touch with higher-level people and have the opportunity to learn from others. The higher-ups will change these status quos and improve the treatment of ordinary people. I look forward to your future actions."
The students' eyes lit up.
They had never heard Li Mingyue care so much about them. All this time, the bishop seemed to only have eyes for Su Wensheng.
"I remember, Lord Bishop!" Jiang Yunmeng was the first to respond.
"I will definitely get good grades!" Jiang Xiaoshan vowed.
"Only study and college entrance examination can change the future... If I can become a leader, I will definitely promulgate laws and regulations that make ordinary people happy." Tao Meng said.
As they were talking, several students suddenly burst into tears. They didn't know whether they were thinking of their relatives who died in the war, or whether the wounds on their bodies were too painful - the soldiers were not merciful at all when they pulled them, and their bodies were still bleeding.
"Go get the medical kit. It's in my room." Li Mingyue asked Su Mingan to get the medical kit, and asked the injured children to line up in front of him one by one, and bandage them one by one.
The sun shines through the stained glass, and the students hold their books while the bishop in white on the bench carefully applies medicine. The student who was taking the medicine shut up and endured the pain. The students waiting behind them lowered their heads to read, never letting go of any time to study.
Only reading can change your life and your destiny. They cherish opportunities more than anyone else.
Su Mingan stood aside and helped Li Mingyue. At this time, he saw the rare compassion in Li Mingyue's eyes at close range. It was as if he was no longer a high-altitude angel, no longer untainted by the fireworks of the world, but had become a "human" himself at this moment.
"Take two pills of this medicine every day to prevent wound infection." Li Mingyue told each student:
"I have taught you how to remove bandages, and you can learn from each other."
"It won't affect the college entrance examination. You are writing with a pen and writing talismans and seals with your fingers. You are not hitting people with your arms and thighs."
"Stop crying. If anyone comes to church, they will think that I have bullied you."
Li Mingyue is very skilled in her techniques and seems to bandage people frequently. Under the sun, his expression was very serious, and the faces of the students were reflected in the white holes, no longer the calm look before.
The number of people in line gradually decreased. When Jiang Xiaoshan arrived, she winked at Su Mingan:
"Brother Wen Sheng, I know that you are very strong, and you will definitely be admitted to a good university in the future. When you get in touch with the upper class, you must not forget the experiences of ordinary people, and you must change us."
Su Ming'an looked at a long scratch on her arm - this was the scar that Jiang Xiaoshan had been scratched by a soldier's knife just now in order to protect other girls. She clearly knew that she was not strong enough, but she still rushed to save people.
"Okay." Su Mingan said.
He looked at the quiet students.
Only as a talisman can one become an upper class person. But by then, can these people still exist as 'ordinary people'?
Without becoming a powerful talisman, it is impossible to transcend classes and contact the coalition government.
But after becoming a powerful talisman sealer, will he, as an "ordinary person", deprive his own class of profits and cakes to benefit his former self?
Those who offend have power, while those who benefit have no power. When there are all the talisman practitioners around, and they are all people whose interests are consistent with their own - can anyone go against the vast river to separate their own interests from those around them, and distribute them to those who can no longer see them? ?
Su Mingan doesn't know the future of these people.
But as "Su Wensheng", he is the leader of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance, the deputy minister of the Urban Protection Department, and the number one dream patroller.
He might be able to do a lot of things.
…
9:20 am.
The sky was red and black with haze, and as far as the eye could see, it was filled with displaced hungry people, dark and sunken gun pits, and ruins piled with steel bars.
Every half month, Li Mingyue will take the students out to distribute relief supplies, such as food, cloth, medical supplies, etc. to residents in the city for free. People have already formed a consensus - whenever clergy in white robes appear in the city, people can surround them, kneel down, kowtow, and pray for food.
Because the students were injured. Li Mingyue took Su Mingan alone to distribute relief supplies.
Su Mingan was wearing a white church robe, white gloves, and white leather boots. I was a little unaccustomed to it. This clergyman's clothes made it difficult to move, and kept dragging my legs and feet.
The black-robed priest Lu Shu silently followed them as a companion.
"Wen Sheng. We will go around the city to twelve locations to distribute relief supplies. It will take about three hours. Are you okay later?" Li Mingyue asked Su Ming'an who was sorting out his white robe.
Su Mingan nodded: "I have nothing to do in the morning, let's go."
He straightened his white robe and walked toward the crowd.
People immediately rushed up and thanked Su Mingan for his charitable act. Su Mingan distributed the food to people one by one according to strict food portions.
"thank you all!"
"Thank you, thank God for the food! Thank you for the church's grace!"
People thanked Su Mingan with grateful faces.
Behind, at a distance out of Su Ming'an's hearing, Li Mingyue watched the scene and whispered to himself:
"...Wen Sheng."
"Even if you only do these ordinary jobs... you can do it without being a savior."
The sound was small, like a fleeting wind. When Su Mingan turned back, his ears did not catch the small breeze.
"Godfather, how do you divide this bread..." Su Mingan asked while opening the plastic bag. It was the first time for him to do this kind of thing, so he was a little confused.
Li Mingyue stepped forward and taught him step by step: "...This line is the division of portions. Each person has a small bag. Each bag should have two pieces of bread, and they are all about the same size. Take a closer look."
"good……"
White doves fluttered their wings, and there was a bustling crowd.
The young man lowered his head to open the bread, as if he were an ordinary person in the world.
