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Chapter 442 My World (10)

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When the capable person appeared, the pattern of the whole world also changed accordingly.

Ability users are not only strengthened physically, but also can kill resentful souls, create production materials out of thin air, manipulate water and fire and other natural elements, and are almost omnipotent.

The Prophet divided the ability users into six grades according to their strengths: Paper, Bing, Strong, Fierce, Mad, and God.

The higher the level, the stronger the ability.

Ye Zhe, who came to pick up Zhang Jue at this time, is a fierce-level ability user.

If his strength is quantified, it can probably be worth a small army.

He is the exclusive guard of the Prophet and one of the few veterans who formed the Eastern Awakening.

The rise of the Eastern Awakening organization has certain inevitability.

Humans are social animals, and in the last days, they will instinctively look for their own kind.

The Awakening of the East at least on the surface provided a place for the survivors to recuperate, so many people came to seek refuge.

But there are also some ability users, like Cao Aqiang, before the doomsday, they belonged to the "bottom of society", or the type of people who "thought they were oppressed and exploited".

After obtaining the power, the dissatisfaction suppressed in these people's bodies completely burst out.

The specific manifestation is to retaliate against the society and mutilate other survivors.

Just like the ancient tyrants, even more cruel than that, as long as there is dissatisfaction, it must be tortured to death.

These people also formed an organization called ghosts, which specifically oppose the Eastern Awakening.

A month ago, Ye Zhe had a confrontation with the opponent's second-in-command in Jianghai City next door. After destroying a large area of ​​the city, the two sides came to a draw.

Ye Zhe became famous in the first battle, and the appeal of Dongfang Awakening became stronger and stronger.

The Prophet founded the Eastern Awakening organization. Most people thought that he was just kind-hearted and wanted to provide survivors with a place of refuge.

Of course, many people speculate that he wants to experience what it's like to be an emperor in this apocalyptic world.

After all, the entire Eastern Awakening is looking forward to him, and if there are no accidents, there will be more and more people here.

But only a few elders knew that he was actually looking for someone.

The world suddenly became like this, and after the initial bewilderment, everyone wanted to figure out why.

What happened to the seven red moons? What happened to the resentful soul? Where did those people who disappeared go? Can people go back to their old lives.

The Prophet knew things that many people did not know, but he also could not explain the above questions.

According to his own words, he often dreams of a person, although it is only a vague figure, but according to his speculation, this person is likely to be the key to returning the world to normal.

The Eastern Awakening spares no effort to attract people from all over the world to seek refuge. On the one hand, it is to strengthen its own strength, and on the other hand, it is also to find this key person.

When Zhang Jue and Zhang Mingliang's car had just approached Shanyang City, the Prophet sensed his arrival and expected that he would have a conflict with Cao Aqiang, so he specially sent Ye Zhe to pick him up.

It can be seen from this that no matter whether the prophet is really a magic stick like Zhang Jue imagined, he does have some abilities, otherwise it would be impossible for people like Ye Zhe to work for him.

Of course, Zhang Jue didn't know these things.

He and Zhang Mingliang got into Ye Zhe's car and drove all the way to the center of Shanyang.

Zhang Mingliang kept looking back.

Ye Zhe said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I've told you that your friends are safe now."

Zhang Mingliang chuckled and didn't speak.

Zhang Jue sized Ye Zhe up and down: "Brother, can you tell me what your lord prophet is looking for me for? I'm a bit shy, and I get scared when I see strangers, which delays your business. Not good."

It is said that Zhang Jue will be shy, and pigs can climb trees.

As far as his performance just now is concerned, he is a proper social bully,

And it's a critically ill patient.

Ye Zhe knew very well that if he came a little later, Cao Aqiang would definitely not end well.

Ye Zhe, as a fierce-level ability user, couldn't see his depth clearly.

Compared with him, this paper-level ability user named Zhang Mingliang seemed much kinder.

Of course, people who can have an impact on this world are absolutely extraordinary. Ye Zhe is still prepared for this.

The car drove slowly into the city center and headed for the government compound.

After the Eastern Awakening was established, the Sanyang City Government was used as the command post of the stronghold.

In addition to the only way into the city guarded by Cao Aqiang, Zhang Jue also saw at least two blockades along the way, both of which were guarded.

There are still many people who are strengthening the fortifications, and the order is in good order.

Zhang Mingliang was a little puzzled, and muttered in a low voice, "It's the end of the world, and it's not about fighting, so what are you doing?"

Zhang Jue explained: "The end of the world will be followed by troubled times. Although the proportion of survivors is not large, the absolute number must be quite a lot. There is not only one organization like the Eastern Awakening. Now everyone is in peace, just because there is no conflict of interest. That’s all, when it’s time to grab the territory, it’s too late to prepare—of course, these are official words, so you don’t have to believe them, I guess the leaders of the Eastern Awakening let these people work, they just want to find something for them Do it, because people will think too much when they are free, and if they think too much, problems will arise, so these hidden dangers must be nipped in the bud. It seems that there are masters in the leadership of the Eastern Awakening."

Zhang Jue spoke in a moderate voice, and he didn't turn his back on Ye Zhe. Ye Zhe pointed the direction and said, "Mr. Feng is a master, and he can see through Dongfang's awakening intention at a glance. In fact, in the past few months , There have been two small riots and splits in the Eastern Awakening, and the Prophet came up with this method."

"Oh?" Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't your Master Prophet claiming to be omniscient? Since he can even sense my arrival, solving these things is not a piece of cake."

Ye Zhe smiled: "The Prophet said that there is no omniscient person in the world. If anyone says that, he must be a liar. He just knows a little more than us, that's all."

Heh, this guy is quite interesting.

Originally, Zhang Jue was thinking about how to expose him, but he didn't expect that the other party would find a way out first.

Judging from the information they have learned so far, the so-called prophet does have two brushes.

Zhang Jue preconceivedly put the other party on the opposite side, as if he was a bit of a villain, but he didn't care at all. Being skeptical about everything was the foundation of his existence.

A few minutes later, the car slowly drove into the government compound.

When the people in front of the door saw that it was Ye Zhe's car, they let it go.

Under the leadership of Ye Zhe, they went all the way unimpeded, and came to the door of an office in the government administration building.

Ye Zhe knocked lightly on the door: "Sir, the person has been brought here."

An old voice came from the door: "Let him in."

Ye Zhe gently pushed the door open, and made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows and stepped into the room.

After he entered, the door closed automatically, shutting Ye Zhe and Zhang Mingliang out.

Inside the door is an ordinary office. Inside the ordinary desk sits a very ordinary-looking old man.

Presumably this is the famous prophet.

The Prophet looked at the document in his hand, without looking up, he waved to Chen Mo: "Wait for me, sit down first."

Zhang Jue was not polite either, he sat on the sofa in a dainty manner, and began to call the old man a lot.

Generally speaking, there is nothing special about it, it looks similar to those old men in his community who often regret chess, and it is completely different from the immortal demeanor contained in the word "prophet".

Two minutes later, the Prophet gave an approval on the document, and then turned his gaze to Zhang Jue.

"Hello." He said with a smile, his voice was a little ethereal.

Zhang Jue crossed his legs, put his hands behind his head, and said nothing politely: "Old man, I heard that you are looking for me?"

"Yes." The Prophet nodded. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the misty sky outside the window. "There is a force in the dark that guides me to find you."

Zhang Jue on the sofa laughed: "Now that I'm here, what are you going to do, kill me to sacrifice to heaven, or give me the position of the leader of the Eastern Awakening?"

"Neither." The Prophet turned his head to look at Zhang Jue, his face was still gentle, and he was not irritated by Zhang Jue's rudeness. "Actually, I don't know what to do."

Zhang Jue laughed: "Tsk tsk, then you can't do it either."

...

Seeing this, some people probably expressed doubts about Zhang Jue's actions, and put on a big hat of ignorance of good and evil.

Obviously the other party showed no hostility, and even showed kindness several times, but Zhang Jue still went his own way.

Of course Zhang Jue is not a fool, there is no need to make enemies everywhere.

But at the same time, the word friend is not so easy to be.

In the last days, if you trust someone unconditionally because of a few good words from others, and if you are sold by others, then you really deserve it.

So when the two sides first came into contact, he naturally wanted to test it out.

There are many ways to judge a person's temperament, but in Zhang Jue's view, the easiest way is to irritate the other party.

We all know that the higher the anger value, the lower the IQ.

When a person is angry, he often speaks and acts out of his head, which will expose something.

Zhang Jue traveled to the world of the Administration Bureau for three or four years, and I don't know how many enemies he suffocated to death after being aroused by his few words.

But today, apparently his plan failed.

No matter how provocative he was, the Prophet never spoke harshly to him, and his attitude was always quite kind.

He is strong and he is strong, and the bright moon shines on the river.

It gave Zhang Jue the feeling that he was an eminent monk in a temple.

Such a person is either a big treacherous and a big evil, or a great sage and sage.

The Prophet looked at Zhang Jue and said slowly: "To be honest, I don't know what to do next, but what I know is that if you are really someone who can save the world, then next, even if I have nothing Do it, and other things will happen, your fate is sealed."

This is related to fate again, which is getting more and more mysterious.

The tone of the prophet is somewhat similar to 343, probably because he knows too many sequelae.

As we all know, Zhang Jue is a pragmatic person, what he hates the most is such specious words, and he waved his hands quickly.

"Stop, stop, let's talk about something practical first—how do you know that I'm the one you're looking for."

"Because you appeared in my dreams several times."

"..."

Although Zhang Jue had heard about it from Ye Zhe before, but when the prophet told him about it himself, he still felt a little nauseated.

It would be fine if it was a little girl who dreamed of him, but it really didn't make him happy to be missed by such an old man who was nearly seventy years old all day long.

Zhang Jue was about to complain, but suddenly thought of something, and asked strangely: "Old man, do you still remember when and how many times you dreamed of me?"

"Of course." The Prophet nodded. He didn't need to memorize these things at all, and he could just call them from his head whenever he needed them.

"The first time was February 21, the second time was February 28th, the third time was March 7th, the fourth time was March 15th, the fifth time was March 18th, and the sixth time was April 16, and most recently, yesterday."

After listening to the prophet's words, Zhang Jue was a little dazed. It was the first time since the two sides began to contact each other that he was amazed by the ability of this prophet.

As we all know, due to genetic reasons, Zhang Jue is not very sensitive to the emotion of fear, and is also relatively insensitive to a series of negative emotions such as nervousness, anger, and sadness.

There were very few things that surprised him.

There are so many strange things in the world of the Administration Bureau. In his impression, only when he suspected that Yang Xue pushed him, did he feel a little bit anxious.

But this prophet did it.

Because what he reported was the time when Zhang Jue came back here from that world, and it was exactly the same.

Regardless of whether this prophet is a good guy or a bad guy, at least his ability is real, because it is impossible for him to cheat in this kind of thing.

It was also the first time that Zhang Jue felt that this trip was really not in vain.

Maybe this old man really has the ability to restore the world to normal.

Now that he knew the other party's ability was true, Zhang Jue was not polite anymore, and asked, "Then do you know what happened to those seven red moons and those resentful souls?"

The Prophet sighed: "Based on the information we have now, we can't trace their source. We only know that they are an energy body from other worlds."

"Other worlds?"

"Yes, they don't belong here."

If it were someone else, they might have doubts about the prophet's words, but Zhang Jue himself is a person who can travel between two worlds, so he immediately believed this statement.

He asked again: "Those people whose minds were controlled, where did they go?"

The Prophet shook his head: "I don't know either."

Zhang Jue pinched his chin and thought for a moment, then said, "I have one last question."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, stared into the eyes of the prophet and said slowly: "Master Prophet, have you seen 'it'?"

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