Chapter 030 Cult Simulator

Perhaps it was because it was featured in the news twice in just half a day and became a joke, or perhaps it was because many of my friends and relatives started wearing red moon brooches. In short, the Hundred Prayers Church has become a hot spot in Lake City.

But when passers-by want to learn more, they find that the church has just undergone a large-scale reform a few days ago and does not accept any contact.

Even the official website was occupied by a pop-up banner, which said that the system was temporarily upgraded and if you have any questions, please call the official phone number for consultation.

If someone really called and asked "How do I join the church?", the answer they would get would 100% be "Please fill in your personal information and wait for review." These two requirements instantly stopped a large number of citizens who wanted to join in the fun.

In contrast, some of the citizens who persevered in this situation seemed strange.

"Welcome to the official platform of the Hundred Prayers Church. This church does not currently support services such as exorcism, enlightenment, and listening to prayers. Please wait a moment."

Then came a cheerful children's song, which sounded like a variation of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, and matched the red moon. "Welcome to listen to your inquiries. Please press 1 to join the church, press 2 for consultation, press 3 for tourists, and press the pound key and enter the key if you are a believer in the church..."

“……???”

The person who called was almost overwhelmed by question marks.

In any case, he never imagined that the true situation of the Hundred Prayers Church was so terrible. He was stunned for a long time. The automatic reply on his phone had been repeated three times before he pressed 1 with doubt.

Then I was rejected by an automatic reply. Even if I filled in the information, it was useless. I couldn't wait for the church to reply. When I called again, the person tentatively selected 2, which was still useless: "Please fill out the inquiry form, and the church staff will review it within a week."

The man, who had wasted two weeks without receiving a response that his application had been approved, called again with a gloomy face.

This time he chose 3, and the tone on the other end of the phone suddenly changed.

The words suddenly became more frequent, and even the stiff synthesized sound could not stop the enthusiasm of flattery: "Hello, fellow citizens! Let me introduce to you that our Hundred Prayers Church is a harmonious, friendly, and happy family, and all of this is thanks to our great leader. Let us express our deep and lofty respect to the leader. If it weren't for him--"

The automatic reply sound stopped abruptly.

He hung up the phone angrily, thought about it, and ran to the corner to check the ropes, fruit knives, tapes and other items in the box. The red moon brooch on the bedside table was placed casually and pressed down by the ashtray, with no sense of existence.

There were sounds of bottles being thrown and cursing outside, but he ignored them skillfully. Just as he was checking if the rope was damaged, his cell phone suddenly vibrated, indicating that there was a new email.

He will believe and doubt.

"Hello, citizen, your inquiry form has not been approved, but our reviewers intend to contact you after checking. If you are interested, please click the following [link]."

After going through so much trouble to finally get the result, this person's first reaction was not ecstasy, but rather repeated clicking with suspicion.

Until the church staff took the initiative to start a topic in the chat room, "May I ask what your question is..."

Almost at the same time, there was a bang on the desk of the Administration.

Someone turned around and shouted excitedly, "We've got it! Come and have a look! There's an email sent from within the Hundred Prayers Church. The only problem is that the link can only be clicked on by the person involved's phone, and it will expire after a minute, so we can't monitor their conversation."

"It's okay, we had expected it," said Lin Muching, director of the administration.

Director Lin was about forty years old, with graying temples. He put down the cigarette in his hand, extinguished it, and gave instructions in an orderly manner: "Locate the source of the signal, send people to track him, and make sure to stop him before anything happens - whether he wants to kill someone or sack his rival in the middle of the night, don't forget to help the citizens solve their current predicament after intercepting him."

Officer Yu, who had met Ji Xu once before, couldn't understand: "Sir, we have so many clues, why can't we catch him?"

Director Lin smiled and asked, "The murderer is seeking revenge. How easy it is for them to do so. They just surrender after killing someone, and some even surrender to the police. What does this have to do with the church?"

"But they all believe in the Church of a Hundred Prayers."

"That's not evidence. Most of the prisoners in a prison believe in God. You can't say God seduced them."

Director Lin said, "There are only two pieces of news involving the Church of One Hundred Prayers. I've also read them. They're a great collection of confusing behaviors. They're quite interesting, aren't they?"

…

At this moment, in the Hundred Prayers Church that is being missed by everyone.

The believer in charge of contact sneezed, patiently answered questions, occasionally glanced at the document sent by the leader, and answered according to the contents listed on it.

Wang Gu went downstairs with a file bag in his arms. He found the believer who had racked his brains to steer the topic in the right direction and asked, "What was the result? Did he agree to take action? Did he agree to believe in religion?"

"Agreed, but the leader refused. He doesn't meet the requirements." This person selectively ignored some of the horrific remarks made by the deputy leader.

Wang Gu immediately changed his position, "Then reject it, and do everything according to the leader's wishes."

As the church member was typing, he was curious, "Speaking of which, Deputy Church Member, are we really going to cancel the prayer before meals? Now it makes me feel like I'm going to work."

Wang Gu replied after several minutes: "Church is different from work. The latter is an employment relationship, the former is a follower relationship. Even if the leader changes to open a company, we will still gather around him, right? There is no need to use rituals to strengthen faith."

The believers had no doubt that this fluent speech was made up in just five seconds.

He seemed to have realized something and was filled with strength. He went back and continued to passionately confront the citizen who had repeatedly harassed the church's intelligent customer service.

Wang Gu went upstairs, and the unknown microphone in the elevator was turned on. A familiar voice smiled and said, "I really should let you and Ye Cheng switch positions. It's such a waste for you to stay and handle the affairs."

"Master, please stop joking," Wang Gu felt a headache just thinking about it. "We need an infectious promoter, and Ms. Ye is the best person for this job."

Ye Cheng is good in every way except that he is too fanatical.

In short, it is difficult to explain how she managed to find most of the citizens who had been helped in two weeks, just like collecting instant noodle cards, and successfully conquer half of the Hundred Prayers Church a month ago when the church did not exist yet.

Wang Gu joined in the middle and used his excellent skills as a social animal to manage most of the affairs in an orderly manner.

In addition to looking at the documents.

Wang Gu said: "So today's document..."

"Let's talk about it later." Ji Xu actually rarely refused to work. His efficiency was obvious to all. The previous few times were either due to unexpected circumstances, or it was too late, and his determination to rest on time outweighed the work.

"You asked Ye Cheng to find a solution. He has not left the Administration for a single step this week. He has everything he eats, wears and lives in there."

Wang Gu subconsciously took out his phone and said, "Okay."

After he finished speaking, he looked around and asked in confusion, "Speaking of which, why do we need to install a new elevator? There are also restrictions on multi-level parking. The church doesn't have a lot of traffic."

Ji Xu said nonchalantly: "Maybe someone likes to blow up elevators."

Wang Gu: “???”

Ji Xu: "... Just kidding, to prevent crises in advance. Besides, don't you think this is like a maze? Only insiders know the rules. Most believers only need to know where the cafeteria is."

Wang Gu couldn't complain for a moment. He left the elevator and walked along the long carpet. The thick and soft dark red carpet absorbed the sound of his footsteps until he came to a door.

He stood still and passed the fingerprint, pupil and voiceprint keys.

Wang Gu pushed open the door and reported to the young man leaning back in the office, "In the past two weeks, nearly 80% of the people have left the church. They had jobs and quit, and were going to work in the church instead. I only accepted a part of them, and the rest and some unemployed people all moved to nearby streets to find jobs nearby."

He couldn't help but ask, "Is this any different from working in a church?"

The nearby streets were purchased and built by the church, the church pays the wages, the cafeteria is free to use, and the apartment only charges a small rent.

"I thought you knew best." Ji Xu sat up straight. In front of him was a pile of documents he had read, a crystal ball with a cactus, and a strange mask. "There is no difference in life, but there is less legal connection."

Wang Gu suddenly realized what was going on. He put the old documents into his bag, put new ones on top, and accidentally saw the mask.

After discussion, modification, multiple submissions and rejections by the design team, Ji Xu finally chose a simple pattern. The simple letters that Ji Xu had temporarily carved were now painted with red patterned c graphics that looked like the moon and also like letters using non-fading pigments.

Wang Gu was stunned for a moment: "Don't you dislike wearing a mask?"

Otherwise, he wouldn't always be the one to come forward.

The simulator seemed to be perfecting its understanding of the players, Ji Xu thought.

He didn't like hiding, but he didn't want to reveal his identity. The simulator perfectly achieved these two points, blurring the background settings of the previous half month into Ji Xu's own request.

Ji Xu put the mask on his face thoughtfully.

"It will be useful later," he said vaguely. "It's bearable."

The built-in speaker could not find the signal connecting to the previous world, and only had the functions of voice changing and sound insulation. Ji Xu pressed the membrane button, and now even the little bit of real voice that was revealed could not be heard.

"You want to come in person?"

"I'm going to record a statement in advance. After this incident, the Administration will definitely question us. They have been curious about the leader for a long time."

The incident happened.

Wang Gu had no difficulty thinking of the unknown citizen who was being confronted downstairs.

"What's wrong with this guy? Doesn't he meet the requirements?"

"There's someone around him who meets the requirements, but he can't enter the church, and he can't enter." Ji Xu lay back in his chair and said in a robotic voice, "I sent an email to tell the believers how to respond. Just treat it as my whim and meddling in other people's business."

Wang Gu actually didn’t understand what was going on and who the person who met the requirements was.

He knew that he would get the answer if he asked. Ji Xu was very easy to talk to, and his sense of superiority was never reflected in using words to increase the sense of oppression. After realizing that he had scared someone, Ji Xu would instead deliberately make a few jokes to dispel other people's fear of him.

But as always, just like every day after joining the church, he lowered his head slightly and replied: "I understand, I will have someone prepare the camera right away."