In contrast to the shabby houses in the slums, there were many luxurious houses for the rich.
Mr. Besson was a member of the rich circle. However, he had many friends. In the past, Mr. Besson often held swimming parties in his house.
Because of his extravagance, Mr. Besson had more and more friends. Tonight, there was another party in Mr. Besson's villa.
However, this party was completely different from the swimsuit parties in the past. All the windows in the hall were closed, and the curtains were drawn.
They didn't turn on the lights, but everyone was holding three-pronged candlesticks. Under the light of the candles, there was enough light in the hall.
Including Mr. Besson, there were eleven people in the party. They were wearing long black robes, and their faces were covered by their hoods.
They stood in a circle, as if they were performing some mysterious ritual.
"Then what?" Someone in the crowd asked in confusion.
"Well …" Mr. Besson hesitated for a long time, then he frowned and said, "Maybe we should wait and see."
"Forget it." A woman let out an impatient voice. Then, she lifted the hood of her dress and quickly removed the black robe on her body.
Of course, after taking off her black robe, the woman was wearing a strapless dress. The woman said in frustration, "I don't want to torture myself in such a hot day, and I don't want to turn on the air conditioner and wear such a thick robe."
Mr. Besson also took off his hood and said, "This is the only way to let the all-knowing God Baki notice our sincerity."
The woman said helplessly, "My dear Mr. Besson, haven't we tried almost all the methods we can think of? Are you going to hold an evil ceremony like a cult in a novel? Or do you want to sacrifice a newborn baby? "
Mr. Besson frowned and didn't say anything. It seemed that he was thinking about something. When the people saw Mr. Besson's face, they couldn't help but feel that it was ridiculous.
Mr. Besson looked like he was really interested in the idea.
In fact, everyone gathered here had witnessed a miracle with their own eyes not long ago. They saw the mysterious man who claimed to be the apostle of God Baki save Mr. Besson's life. They even saw the apostle fly away.
They even thought of the voice that appeared during the hostage situation at the theater that day.
They believed that the mysterious' voice 'and the mysterious man who saved Beson were miracles performed by the great God of Omniscience, Bucky.
Because of the miracle of life and the extraordinary power that broke through the void, a strange thought suddenly appeared in the heads of a group of rich people who were bored out of their minds.
The omniscient and omnipotent Baki God did not appear in any contemporary belief system. It might be a newly born god, or it might have existed since ancient times, but it was not recorded in history. No matter what, there was no trace of this omniscient and omnipotent god in the world.
Could they develop a group to support the great All-Knowing God and become the first batch of believers of the All-Knowing God?
It was the miracle of life. These very rich fellows seemed to have beheld a radiance far more dazzling than the light of money. Hence, at the instigation of M. Besson, who was almost in a frenzy, this meeting took place.
"Besson, maybe God Baki is just passing by and doesn't care about the beliefs of the people." Besson's old friend patted him on the shoulder.
But a strange belief had been ignited in Mr. Besson's heart. He said excitedly, "No! It must be because I'm not pious enough! When I was shot and my life was in danger, I felt the insignificance of life. I have a lot of unfinished business, and I'm very eager to do it! It was the omniscient and omnipotent God Baki who gave me the light and allowed me to return to this world again. It must be because I'm not pious enough! "
Mr. Bezon's fanatical look made his old friend frown. Most of the people here came here half-heartedly.
On the one hand, they did witness a miracle, so they had a huge impact on the concept of the world. But on the other hand, they also wanted to see what would happen next. What if it was a mistake? What if it was true?
What was the difference between a person and a salted fish?
At this time, Mr. Besson suddenly raised the three-pronged candlestick in his hand and completely transformed into a middle-aged chuunibyou. He let out a strange hysterical roar.
"Ah!!!! Ah!!! "
Everyone shook their heads, including Mr. Besson's young wife. She couldn't help frowning — she felt that the messenger of God Baki had deceived her.
Didn't Mr. Besson make a will?
But all of a sudden, a strong gust of wind blew through the originally calm hall, extinguishing the flames of all the candles and plunging everything into darkness.
At the moment when the strange thing happened, everyone couldn't even react. But after a few seconds, the extinguished candles automatically lit up again.
"What … what happened?" A frightened voice sounded.
At this moment, Mr. Bei Song suddenly exclaimed in surprise and excitement … His whole body was trembling as he raised his head and knelt on the ground as if he was possessed by a demon.
"Are you calling for me?"
Above Mr. Besson's head, the messenger of God was suspended in the air. Everyone saw the messenger of God wearing a carnival mask that day.
"It, it really appeared!"
"Oh my god … Did he lose his wire?"
Mr. Besson suddenly stood up and shouted angrily, "Ignorant sinner! Hurry up and apologize in front of the messenger of God! Do you want to be punished by the all-knowing and all-powerful God? "
Perhaps it was because of Mr. Bei Song's solemn expression that scared the crowd, or perhaps it was because this Oracle had already performed miracles that were beyond scientific explanation, or perhaps it was because they were wearing a black robe and participating in this secret ceremony, so they were subconsciously afraid … Under the gaze of the floating Oracle, they knelt down timidly.
At this time, the messenger of God suddenly looked at Mr. Besson — Buggy was indeed looking at Mr. Besson at this moment.
Some conversations from more than ten minutes ago still appeared clearly in Bucky's mind — the conversation between him and Miss Maid.
— "What? Ceremony? "
— "It's just a fantasy of a group of rich people. They have great material wealth, but they are very poor in spirit. You're lucky to encounter Mr. Besson's dying … People tend to be in awe of mystery at the moment of death. "
— "Then what should I do?"
— "You don't even have to do anything, just keep your image. Leave the rest to Mr. Besson. Because he has already recognized the existence of the so-called all-knowing and all-powerful God, he will automatically fill in a lot of things for you. Even if you casually say a word, he may interpret it for a long time and regard it as an oracle. As long as you use Mr. Besson well, you can quickly grow your church. "
— "So, it seems to be true …"
When Buggy looked at Mr. Besson again, he was very happy — Mr. Besson was rich, very rich, and he was a chuunibyou. His friends were all rich, and it was said that chuunibyou was contagious.
The key was that these people were very rich, and the people they contacted were all very rich! The people who joined the church in the future would be very rich!
Rich, rich, rich! Why should I be a gangster?! This way, I can earn money quickly!!
MMP！ I've made a comeback!
"Mr. Besson, I have felt your piety."
With Miss Maid supporting him with the power of levitation, even if Buggy's spiritual power had just started and the blessing ring could only be used three or four times a day, he was not afraid at all.
"From today onwards, you are …" Buggy dragged out his voice.
Mr. Besson's throat moved, and he stared nervously at the messenger of God above his head. Finally, Buggy said slowly, "My servant."
"Servant?" Mr. Besson was stunned.
Buggy said calmly, "In the Holy Kingdom of my God, everyone is a servant of my God. I am the incarnation of God in the human world. As my servant, you are also a servant of God. As long as you are pious, you will be able to promote the Kingdom of God in the future. "
With that, the emerald mitre was activated, and a scene of bliss suddenly appeared on the ceiling. Miss Maid said that this thing could eventually form such a space, but he needed to collect enough power of faith as support.
In addition, according to the agreement signed with the club, Buggy only had the right to use this thing for ten years. Once the ten years were up, he needed to use it.
"Kingdom of God!"
Exclamations were heard, and Buggy waved his hands. He could not support such a scene of the Kingdom of God for long. At this moment, if it were not for the support of Miss Maid's levitation, he would have been tired to the ground.
"You, as Besson's servants, as long as you are pious enough, you can also become God's servants in the future." Buggy slowly landed and said calmly, "Besson, come and kiss my feet."
Mr. Besson lowered his head and kissed Buggy's shoes without saying a word.
Bucky placed his hand on Mr. Beson's forehead. His palm glowed faintly. Mr. Beson seemed to be enjoying it. When he stood up, his face was ruddy and full of energy. It was as if he had suddenly become a few years younger.
"Oracle … we …" Everyone hesitated.
Buggy said calmly, "Besson, prepare a place for me to rest. Tomorrow, I will choose three of your servants to bless and let them feel the grace of God. "
Besson was overjoyed and quickly arranged a place for them to stay.
After that, Mr. Besson, who had been promoted to Oracle's servant, looked at everyone present, "Everyone, I feel better than ever. My body seems to have endless power …"
With that said, Mr. Besson suddenly held a tea table in the hall with both hands. The tea table was carved with marble, and it was very luxurious and heavy. Mr. Besson lifted it easily and then threw it away.
Boom —!
The heavy sound of the collision shook the entire villa.
"… So, everyone, why don't you hurry up and kiss my feet and become my servants?"
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…
The sound was continuous and very neat.
When Caroline woke up, there was a movie projector in front of her. The film flashed in front of Caroline's eyes under the high-speed rotation. She looked around doubtfully and found herself in a narrow room.
She wasn't the only one.
In front of her, she could see a back figure … It should be a man. Recalling the scene before she fell into a coma, Caroline became nervous subconsciously.
The mysterious guy who took her away was looking at the movie on the screen in front of him. He seemed to be in a daze.
Caroline subconsciously moved her body. She was not tied up by this mysterious man, but just placed on the ground casually.
Because of the movement, Caroline accidentally touched the cabinet next to her. The mysterious man should have noticed it, and he tilted his head slightly.
Under the strong light of the projector, Caroline couldn't see the man's appearance, but she heard the other party's hoarse voice, "You're awake?"
"You … Who are you?" Caroline looked around and asked nervously, "Where is this place! Why did you take me here? "
The man continued to look at the movie in front of him and said slowly, "This was originally an auditorium, and then it became a venue for a film and drama club … As for who I am. I am … the person who originally sat in Dormitory 403. "
Dormitory 403.
Caroline frowned. She felt that this number was unusually familiar. Suddenly, Caroline remembered where Dormitory 403 was!
That was the place where she had been living for the past two days.
"You … You are Arnold's classmate?" Caroline was surprised.
Ever since she moved into that dormitory two days ago, she had never seen that classmate of "Arnold's" at all. But … why did this person also appear quietly at night?
"How much do you know about 'Arnold'?" The mysterious man tilted his head slightly again and asked.
Caroline stood up, then reached out and quietly picked up the plate with a roll of movie film on the table. She looked at the place warily.
"If it weren't for me, you would have been discovered by Boston's people. Because you don't know that they still have people outside to help you. If you just leave like this … I'm afraid you're in danger now. Even so, do you still want to attack me? "
Caroline took two steps back, "But you … But why did you help me?"
"Why?" The man slowly stood up and turned to face Caroline.
At this time, Caroline saw the man's appearance clearly. Or rather, she was so frightened by this appearance that the film plate in her hand fell to the ground.
His head was wrapped in many bandages, and some of his exposed skin was dry and wrinkled as if he had experienced a very serious burn. His voice was even more hoarse and deep, like the roar of the devil, which made Caroline's scalp tingle.
"… Because you and I have a common enemy." The man pointed to his face, "The reason why I became like this is because of those two brothers!"
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