Although J.A.R.V.I.S could make him a clergyman, the people here were not fools, even though they were emotionless under the influence of "Bohemian". Suddenly, a clergyman they had never seen before popped up out of nowhere. Everyone would find it strange.
After all, Chen Mo had appeared out of thin air, and no one had ever seen him before.
Therefore, it was impossible to directly become a clergyman and learn gunfighting. However, he could take a step back and plan slowly.
A clergyman's position was too high and too conspicuous. It was impossible to sneak in directly, but there was a place where he could do it.
"Jarvis."
"At your service, sir!"
"Search for soldiers in the army who look like me and have no family members."
"Yes, sir!"
Jarvis hacked into the army's database and quickly found the candidate who met Chen Mo's requirements.
"Sir, there are three people who fit the bill."
As Jarvis spoke, a light screen was projected from the watch on Chen Mo's left hand, forming a holographic screen in front of Chen Mo. It showed the photos and information of three tall and strong white and black men.
In fact, it was not easy to impersonate Chen Mo's body. It was impossible to find a yellow-skinned person with the same height and build as him, let alone look like him. Fortunately, Chen Mo wanted to sneak into the Libyan army, and it was an emotionless army where all the soldiers were like robots.
Although the height and build of these people were a little different from Chen Mo, it was not very obvious. After wearing the army's standard black leather trench coat and fully enclosed helmet, it was impossible to tell.
Appearance and skin color were not a problem. Chen Mo had specifically asked Jarvis to check the situation of the army. All the soldiers wore a fully enclosed helmet that covered their entire head when they went out on missions, and their faces were completely covered.
The soldiers' dormitories were all small single rooms that were like prison cells. After completing a mission, they went directly to their rooms to rest. The next day, they came out fully armed for another mission. They did not know what each other looked like, and there was no communication between them. There was no camaraderie.
Even if they were soldiers in the same team, they only knew each other by name. The purpose was to facilitate command and cooperation in battle. These names were just code names. Other than that, there was no difference between them. There was no race, no skin color, and no appearance.
Under the influence of "Bossian," all the soldiers were like programmed robots. They had no sense of self or personality. All they knew was to carry out orders.
This strengthened the church's management of the army, and it also provided Chen Mo with the convenience of sneaking into the army. At least he did not have to worry about being exposed because of his appearance.
Of the three people that Jarvis listed, one was a guard in the Nisus district, and one was a member of the operation team responsible for assisting the clergyman's job..
Without any hesitation, Chen Mo chose the last person and asked Jarvis to change all the information about him, except for his name. After all, even if the soldiers in the operation team did not communicate with each other outside of carrying out missions, they still knew each other's names in the same team.
After asking Jarvis to keep an eye on his movements, Chen Mo walked out of the abandoned factory. It was still dilapidated outside. It seemed that no one had set foot here for many years. The weeds had grown to waist height.
Chen Mo did not leave the factory. Instead, he slowly walked up the rusty stairs on the side of the factory.
Creak! Creak!
With every step, the stairs made an ear-piercing sound of metal rubbing against each other. It was as if the rotten steel could not bear the burden and could collapse under Chen Mo's feet at any time.
After a while, Chen Mo climbed up the "dangerous stairs" to the top of the factory, which was more than ten meters high. Standing on a platform, Chen Mo turned his head and looked around. The surrounding scene was reflected in his eyes.
Similar to the abandoned factory under his feet, everywhere was dilapidated. Some of the buildings were half-collapsed, and debris could be seen everywhere. It made this abandoned place even more dilapidated and desolate.
This was "Nisus", the ruins of the city outside the Libyan wall.
And just to the west of Chen Mo's position, more than ten kilometers away, a huge, thick, solid wall stood on top of the ruins, extending far to both sides.
Although most of the scenery behind them was blocked by the gray wall that was dozens of meters tall, they could still see towering buildings in the distance beyond the wall. There were even a few majestic buildings that seemed to be hundreds of meters tall that almost pierced the clouds. Looking from afar, it was indescribably majestic and magnificent.
However, all the buildings were the same as the wall. They were cold, hard, and gloomy. Although they were spectacular, they were cold and lifeless, like a dead city.
Just like the sky above Chen Mo's head at this moment, hazy and gloomy.
If it were not for the fact that several huge airships could be vaguely seen above the wall, one would not be able to feel the slightest bit of vitality.
Although Libya was a country, it was actually just a city surrounded by a huge wall. It was built on the ruins of a large city destroyed by war. Inside the wall was a modern city with tall buildings after reconstruction. Outside the wall, it was still in the state after the war. There were only pieces of dilapidated ruins and deserted buildings.
The current time was about the same as when Chen Mo had transmigrated. It was close to sunset, and the golden sunlight shone down from afar, dyeing the towering buildings behind the wall with a layer of gold. However, it did not add much warmth to the cold city. Instead, it added a feeling of lethargy to the city.
However, the vast ruins outside the wall, under the illumination of the slanted sunlight, added a trace of vitality to the original desolation and dilapidation.
The windows of the abandoned buildings reflected the golden sunlight. There seemed to be blonde girls peeking from behind the windows. The leaves of several large trees were also dyed with a layer of gold. It did not feel bleak, but it was a bit more resplendent.
…
For several days, Chen Mo did not go anywhere. He just waited quietly in the abandoned factory. When he had nothing to do, he would climb onto the roof to take a look at the ruins left behind by the Third World War. He could not see the end of the huge ruins. What kind of glorious scene was it before the war?
On this day, Chen Mo had nothing to do, so he climbed onto the roof to take a look at the scenery. It was not easy to see such a spectacular and bleak scene of the end of the world. In Chen Mo's eyes, it was a special feeling.
He was lost in his thoughts when Jarvis's voice suddenly sounded.
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