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Chapter 1897 Talking

Night Watch Headquarters.

Twist twist twist twist —!

"Enter."

The door of the commander-in-chief's office opened, and Min Junliang and a girl wearing a baseball cap stood at the door.

"Commander, Miss Chloe is here."

In the office, Seraph Lin Qiye and the Destiny Monk turned their heads at the same time, and two identical faces looked at Chloe. Chloe subconsciously took a step back, his eyes full of surprise.

She was about to say something when a familiar voice came from behind:

"Long time no see, I thought you would have to arrive in a few days."

Chloe looked back and saw another Lin Qiye's face coming into his eyes. A silver-haired girl in a cloak was following him, looking at her curiously.

Chloe looked at Lin Qiye, then at the Seraph Lin Qiye in the office, and the expressionless monk of fate... She rubbed her temples and murmured to herself:

"It's over... It seems that the second covenant consumes too much, and it's a ghost to see people."

Lin Qiye:...

"No, you have my covenant, you are Lin Qiye...who are the other two?" Chloe looked into the office blankly.

"The one on the left is my clone, and the one on the right is fate... that is, [the fruit of establishedness]." Lin Qiye introduced.

"【The Fruit of Determination】?" Chloe looked at the monk Destiny and spoke in surprise, "Is he the mud-fetal Buddha statue back then?"

"It's me."

The monk Destiny spoke lightly.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Don't say, it's really spectacular to stand together." Ji Miu couldn't help but speak, "So, who is about to accept my bombardment? They are all spreading each one, or are they catching a Hongwu gun?"

Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows and pointed at the monk Destiny without hesitation:

"He comes alone."

Destiny Monk:???

"This is the president of the Shangxie Society, and this is the missionary of the Western Holy Church, Chloe." Lin Qiye introduced the two to each other again, and the commemorative took the initiative to reach out and hold it with Chloe.

"I've seen the memory of the president a long time ago." Chloe said with a smile.

Memorial was stunned, "Have we seen it? When?"

"Many years ago, when you were still a little girl, you walked into the fog from Daxia alone, and you didn't look as high as the 'mysterious' knee." A trace of memories flashed in Chloe's eyes.

"After I found you, I was worried that you would have an accident, so I kept following you secretly. Later, I saw you make a mess of a 'people circle' by myself, and then I realized that you were not simple, so I left by myself."

Like Lin Qiye, Chloe is a person who has lived two thousand years ago to the present. The difference is that Lin Qiye has been in the territory of Daxia for the past two thousand years, while Chloe is walking in various countries, which can be regarded as an old antique in the fog.

Hearing Chloe's words, Memorial opened his mouth in shock.

"Okay, let's go in and talk."

Everyone walked into the office, and the Seraph's clone beside him walked to the corner consciously, closed his eyes, and remained motionless like a sculpture.

Lin Qiye, the monk of fate, commemoration, Chloe and the other four surrounded the desk. A huge map of Daxia was placed on the desk, with dense marks outlining it, making people dizzy.

"When I came here, I saw a lot of news along the way." Chloe seemed to think of something, "I thought after the fog dissipated, you would come forward immediately and inform ordinary people of the existence of gods and night watchmen... But now it seems that they don't seem to know your existence yet? Is this also in your plan?"

Lin Qiye hummed, "We have deduced it many times in recent years from the launch of the Second Covenant to the dissipation of the fog, and the subsequent response to the public. So far, everything is going according to our plan."

"Why don't you directly announce your existence and tell them the truth?" Memorial asked in confusion, "There are so many people in Daxia, and after they know the truth, they should be able to gain a lot of faith, right?"

"It's not that simple." The monk Destined shook his head, "Faith is not about holding someone to tell him that you must believe in something that will appear immediately... Chloe should know the best about this."

Chloe spoke thoughtfully,

"That's right, to be honest, there were a lot of believers in the Western Holy Church back then, but only a few people who could have faith... The emergence of faith requires pure and pious prayer, and people can do this only when they are in trouble or are confused and need some existence to place their spirit.

In fact, to a certain extent, your [utopia] is also a source of faith. A large part of the residents living there are those who rescue them from despair with your own hands. You give them freedom, give them hope, and protect them from survival in the fog of danger. For them, you are their faith.

But for Daxia, people have never had faith. Rarely speaking about gods and night watchers may only make them curious. If they over-promote how great they are, they may be offensive..."

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case.

It’s like pulling someone on the street and telling him that I am the guardian who has protected you for a hundred years. It’s up to me to be alive. You have to believe in me... Only when others can believe in me will there be ghosts.

In addition, the Internet technology is now developed and there are everyone on the Internet. At this moment, the commemorative can already make up several confusing remarks:

[What night watchman is (#disgusting)? I haven't heard of it at all...]

[No one really believes it? (#shan)(#shan)(#shan) is comparable to a god with a mortal body? To be honest, I don’t believe that there is something that can’t be solved by a nuclear bomb.]

[Just come on your mouth, right? If they cut me a god in person, I will live streaming and shampoo my hair upside down! My live broadcast room is 39666…]

[I have been in the army before. I have been the chief of the military region for two years. I have led several top special forces under my command. To be honest, I have never heard of the night watchman. Don’t be led by others]

[Is the traces of the script so obvious? (#Awkward laugh) I don’t know which capital created the concept hype. I bet that they will start live streaming to sell goods tomorrow...]

"Then what are you going to do?" Ji Mian couldn't help but ask.

“Be prepared as we should and… let it go.”
Chapter completed!
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