Benson returned home and exhaled. It was already afternoon. Benson did some calculations in his mind and felt that Klein's interview should be over. He opened the door with joy and saw a bookish face in front of him.
"Ah, Klein, you're back. How was your interview at noon today?" Benson looked at his brother with a smile on his lips.
"Very bad." Klein said expressionlessly, leaving Benson stunned. Fortunately, after Klein finished his joke, he smiled just for a moment: "Actually, I didn't attend the interview at all. I found a job in advance, with a weekly salary of 3 pounds..."
Benson listened quietly, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. As if he was lamenting that his brother had grown up, he raised the corners of his mouth and said to Klein:
"Klein, guess why I didn't come back until this afternoon?"
Klein was stunned and looked at Benson, as if he didn't understand what he meant. Benson knocked on his slightly bald head, smiled and said to Klein: "Actually, I received a big order for the company this morning, and coincidentally, I met a generous gentleman..."
"..."
"...Now, my weekly salary is 2 pounds. Counting your salary, our family's situation will not be so difficult."
Gao Wei stood in the shadows in the distance, watching the Moretti family. He quietly watched Melissa return to the Moretti family's house, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. My existence has been known to Klein and Melissa through Benson. The next thing I have to do is to cooperate with them as a wealthy businessman and gain enough favor from the future Lord of Mysteries. I will not have any worries. He continues to look down at all sentient beings and reaches the peak of being a god who spends his time watching movies every day...
"Boom!" An invisible spiritual force spread outwards with the Moretti family as the center. Gao Wei looked at the crimson moonlight in the sky and jumped back without hesitation. Gao Wei landed on the ground and patted the dust on himself.
——The annoying goddess of the night.
Above the distant starry sky, the high-dimensional overlooker squirmed his body, moved a certain planet dominated by the super star around him as if to vent, and then hid in his own curtain to enjoy the chaos. The complex and changeable system can make him feel happy, which can barely make him dilute a little of the irritation of being suppressed by a mere true god.
However, the anger will not disappear, it will just be transferred from the high-dimensional overlooker to the super star master who is cursing God on the side.
Gao Wei held his cane and tapped it on the ground. Taking advantage of the relaxation time that the goddess of the night had after detecting the situation, he slowly walked towards the direction of the Aurora Society - it was time to join the Aurora Society in his current capacity, so that Aurora will help him, an outsider, take the blame. The True Creator is an important part of his plan, and he does not want the birth of God more than the mystery. You must know that the path controlled by the high-dimensional overlooker can also be regarded as the adjacent path of "White Tower" and "Audience", and they have similar authority.
Walking on the road, Gao Wei maintained his consistent posture without any expression on his face. He walked on the somewhat silent streets, observing everything around him. There is a chaotic atmosphere unique to this era here at night, which makes high-dimensional overlookers very satisfied. Everyone is acting according to their own desires and are no longer bound by their own identities. He could even see some small aristocrats hanging around in some bustling places, abandoning their identities to hang out with civilian women.
Just here is the most magical movie script.
But after just watching it for a while, Gao Wei became a little tired. He clicked his cane and walked towards a tightly closed basement from the perspective of the sky. He knocked on the door, and a grumpy voice came from inside:
"Stop knocking and get away!"
"Praise the Lord. (Hermetic)"
"...New compatriots?"
"The omniscient and almighty God, the Lord who created everything. (Hermes language)" Gao Diman hid the characteristics of the external god in his body, and shrouded the characteristics of the mysterious praying person in the outer layer of the external god's characteristics, thereby expressing the characteristics of the mysterious praying person. . The True Creator responded to his prayers with murmurs, making his mortal body's flesh and blood squirm slightly, making it look particularly terrifying.
"..." The voice inside the door was somewhat silent, "Wait a minute, I'll go ask for instructions."
After a while, the closed door creaked open. A somewhat feminine, but definitely handsome face emerged from it. The man looked at Gao Wei in front of him with his own eyes, and stretched out his hand to pull him in.
There were dots of firelight in the dark basement. Faces hidden in the shadows prayed silently in front of the candles. Flesh and blood squirmed on the ground and rolled on the hard floor. Even the most steadfast person would feel crazy when seeing this appearance, but Gao Wei listened to the ravings and words of the True Creator with great interest, while looking at some people who were not strong enough to withstand pressure. The believers vomited blood and wailed on the ground.
"This is Mr. Z, the envoy of God wants to see you." The man responsible for bringing Gao Wei in whispered in Gao Wei's ear, and hurriedly found a free place to continue praying. Gao Wei looked at Mr. Z, who was kneeling at the head of the crowd and praying silently. There was no panic in his eyes, but a look of praise.
He is still half-mad under the ravings of the crazy gods. He is indeed a devout believer. It is estimated that it would be difficult for him to contaminate the true Creator's envoy with his constant ravings. Gao Wei nodded silently, sighing at the wonder of human beings. It is obviously a creature with such a fragile spirit, but it can still persevere like this, which allows the foreign gods to roughly understand why Zhenzao prefers humans so much.
While Gao Wei was looking at Mr. Z, Mr. Z was also looking at him. Mr. Z felt a little confused when he saw the new "secret praying man" appearing in front of him. In the past, even newcomers who had become secret prayers would be startled by their sacred prayer rituals when they came in. They could not perfectly praise God's power and receive God's grace. But the new wealthy businessman in front of him, who seemed to have no power, was different. The expression on his face changed from indifference to surprise, and then from surprise to praise. Mr. Z couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his brain. .
"What are you thinking about?" Mr. Z couldn't restrain his curiosity and couldn't help asking.
"I didn't expect before I came that the Lord (the True Creator) has such a devout believer as you." Gao Wei praised: "Mr. Z, you are the Lord's loyal lamb."
Several believers kneeling next to Mr. Z looked up at Gao Wei, seemingly surprised by his courage. Although Mr. Z felt that Gao Wei was right, he still felt offended by his tone and said coldly: "Everyone in the Aurora Society is the most loyal believer of the Lord."
"I know, I made a mistake." Gao Wei pointed an inverted cross on his chest, "Praise you, the omniscient and omnipotent God, the Lord of creation of all things; the Lord behind the shadow curtain; the fallen nature of all living things! (Hermes language) )"
Seeing the flesh and blood on Gao Wei's side squirming, and the muscles on Gao Wei's body squirming like earthworms, the words Mr. Z wanted to say suddenly got stuck in his throat. He looked at Gao Wei, whose eyes were full of sincerity, and was suddenly speechless - what else could he say to a believer who devoted himself so wholeheartedly to praising the Lord? After a moment of silence, Mr. Z could only say:
"...You should go find a place to pray first."
"Okay." Gao Wei sat in front of the candlelight, communicating with the true Creator. This feeling made him feel novel. A trace of power quietly seeped out from the high-dimensional overlooker, spreading in the direction of the true creator, spreading in the direction of the land abandoned by God, and starting a dialogue with the true creator——
Klein suddenly woke up and found that there was a layer of gray fog wrapped around his side. In order not to wake up the sleeping Benson and Melissa, he hid directly in the bathroom in panic. He walked four steps backward to reach the gray fog. Above, I saw the gray mist rioting in one direction. Klein looked carefully and found that there seemed to be a huge, indifferent eye in that direction!
Klein suddenly broke away from the gray fog and felt a splitting headache. But at this time he heard Dunn Smith's voice: "Someone sneaked into your room, picked up your revolver, forced him into the corridor, and then handed him over to us."
Overlapping murmurs echoed in the basement. Mr. Z broke away from the state of prayer and was shocked to find that the shadows around him were rioting. Many secret prayers and listeners fell to the ground, vomiting blood from their mouths, and inhuman features began to appear on their bodies. As the babble gradually deepened, the same happened to Mr. Z, but he opened his arms excitedly and loudly praised the "gift" of the true Creator.
"Praise the Lord, praise the Lord! You are finally willing to respond to us, you finally sent down your oracle!"
Mr. Z lay on the ground with his right ear against the ground. After endless gibbering torture, he finally pieced together the oracle of the true Creator from his mind:
"Take away...the painter...my beloved one. The action of helping him...me, wake up."
Mr. Z quickly glanced around and saw Gao Wei, who was painting with the blood of others as if nothing had happened. He smeared on the ground and drew a hanging figure with endless light behind him. Although the lines made of blood made the statues on the ground look a bit eerie, Mr. Z could tell at a glance that the one painted by Gao Wei was their Lord.
"I'll take you away, follow me." Mr. Z turned into a shadow and ducked behind Gao Wei, a fierce light flashing in his eyes. Mr. Z grabbed Gao Wei, pulled a secret button, and immediately took him outside. As soon as the two of them left the basement, Mr. Z lit a match and threw it inside.
"boom----!"
"I'm going to lure the heretics away. Your Excellency, the Beloved One, you run away first!"
Mr. Z opened his flesh and blood, attracting the punishers who heard the sound.
