this…

This is so obviously targeted!

Don’t even act!

However, in this way, many of the gods in the north may survive.

Meng Yi asked in a deep voice:

"Do you know the reason for the disaster?"

Wenhui slowly shook his head. "I don't know. To be exact, humans have no idea about this, but it seems... someone knows...

At least we have mastered the method of mobilizing disaster relief!"

Can Huangzaiju move back and forth now?

Meng Yi's face flickered with a blue light, illuminated by the spiritual light of Cheng Yu's formation. "Does the mutant... have intelligence?"

"Probably not. They're all chaotic, disordered, and twisted things."

"In other words, if nothing unexpected happens, it was humans who mobilized them?"

"Well...at least that's what I think."

What you think may not be right...

Meng Yi frowned. Judging from this performance, the purpose of the famine disaster was not to destroy the city, but had other goals.

He thought thoughtfully:

"Will the city be broken if it's attacked back and forth like this?"

"Unlikely... unless this famine continues to bring in new mutants."

Wenhui swallowed hard, "Otherwise, if we keep attacking the city like this without going all out, the Great Arbitrators will just peel these mutants off layer by layer like flesh!"

Meng Yi nodded gently. "Indeed, the famine disasters come and go too quickly, not enough to replenish the new mutants."

It just seems like someone, or something else, has mastered some new "tricks."

Wenhui's cartoon eyes grew round. "If someone were to master this method of mobilizing mutants, would that mean humanity is saved?"

If Meng Yi hadn't refuted him, he would have been discouraged.

The deepest problems of humanity lie in pollution and in the gods... not in mindless aliens.

Although the mutants are not powerful, you can avoid them if you can't afford to provoke them, but they can cause pollution everywhere.

Meng Yi frowned. "Tell me, someone... or some intelligent being created this scene. What's their purpose?"

Wenhui hesitated: "Temporarily blockade Jing'an City?"

In his opinion, this was the only possible consequence.

Meng Yi sighed softly, "Let's wait and see, maybe after this time it will never come back."

The main reason is that we can't come up with any conclusions by guessing here, because they know too little.

Regardless of his instructions, Wenhui took the initiative to take on new tasks:

"I will closely monitor this information within the Judgment Department."

He glanced at Meng Yi and added:

"If you discover anything, will you also pray to the Lord?"

"Hmm..." Meng Yi chuckled, "My Lord will give me the corresponding revelation."

Given that Wenhui was a suspicious person, even without the covert influence of the Kingdom of God, Meng Yi decided to take an extra step of insurance. He said:

"Do you know what God favors you?"

"Oh~" Wenhui suddenly realized!

Meng Yi glanced out the window and said goodbye.

He walked on the street and could see that the gods in the inner city were looking up with unhappy expressions.

He shook his head secretly and walked back home.

㱗In the sixth block, Meng Yi met an acquaintance.

Zhang Xier and Zhang Zhuanger leaned against their pickup truck, looked up at the sky, and Zhang Xier was amazed.

"Zhuang'er, your eyes have finally opened!"

She noticed Meng Yi, leaned her elbow on the frame of the pickup truck, and just raised a few fingers slightly instead of waving.

"Hey hey, you're not dead!"

Meng Yi's face turned dark. What kind of greeting is this?

"You're the one who asked Xu Qingsong to come to me when he got into trouble?"

Zhang Xier seemed very dissatisfied, "Damn it, he knocked on my door late last night and said he had killed someone.

What a ghost! He killed someone and came to me. I am the Judgement Bureau! "

Meng Yi's head was full of questions.

Who killed someone?