Chapter 565: The Gods Have Their Own Style

There are a lot of remnants of burning cigarettes at the door.

Annan must take all these residues back into the space. Otherwise, when the believers leave and pass by here later, they will notice something is wrong.

Success or failure lies in the details. Everything went so smoothly before, we can't let such a small matter arouse suspicion.

Next to her, there lay the dying Kong Dazhuan.

He was an outsider, so he certainly couldn't stay in Annan space like Lai Fu. He could only flash with her and stay in space for a few tenths of a second.

Kong Dazhuan only felt a flash of white light around him. When he focused his eyes again, he found that he had come to the gate from the auditorium.

Experiencing this so-called "teleportation" in person was even more amazing than just watching it from the sidelines.

Kong Dazhu began to doubt, could it be that the other party was really a god?

He was very weak and had been tortured to the point where he could not speak. He could only watch "An Meili" gather ashes silently, not daring to make a sound.

To be precise, I'm basically out of energy.

The weather was already extremely cold, and he was drenched with water. Now his whole body was covered with a thin layer of ice. He felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and only his eyeballs could still move.

He stared at Annan for several seconds before he finally understood what the other person was doing.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: As expected! He said there are no gods in this world? Everything is a routine!

This An Meili is really good at playing tricks.

In this apocalypse, she was able to get some cigarettes to complement her fairy-like appearance.

Those foolish believers should really be shown this! How can a deity burn cigarettes to build momentum for himself?

And what about those hidden cameras and professional projection equipment...why would a god need these?

This An Meili is clearly just a cunning human being who is very good at using tools!

Kong Dazhu watched as she stretched out her hand, and the small piles of ashes on the ground disappeared instantly. Thinking of the AK before, he quickly understood:

This woman must have the supernatural power to transfer objects.

I guess she used teleportation to move herself away as an object...

Now it all makes sense.

With this superpower, it is equivalent to possessing the most impeccable "immortal power". By using some other tools, such as cigarettes or the clothes she is wearing, she can easily create the image of an "immortal".

Kong Dazhu felt as if he had suddenly been enlightened, as if all the keys to his life were now clear.

But no matter how clear his analysis was, it was useless now. An Meili was in complete control of the situation.

If he shouted at the top of his lungs to get the people inside out, he would be the only one to suffer.

And even if he hadn't lost his position, it wouldn't be easy to expose his opponent's tricks. After all, his superpowers were real.

Kong Dazhu's mind was in a state of confusion, but in reality only ten seconds had passed. Annan quickly cleaned up the traces outside and dragged him away.

Kong Dazhuan had been frostbitten and was unable to walk on his own. He was also extremely heavy, so Annan could only continue to flash with him.

Fortunately, the car was parked not too far away, and after a few flashes, the two men got into the armored vehicle.

Of course, one was sitting in the carriage, and the other was tied up tightly and thrown into the trunk.

Annan was afraid that he would be frozen to death, so he was kind enough to throw a thick blanket on him.

By the way, he said, "You should be thankful that you are still of some use."

After saying that, he gave him a meaningful look and ignored him, leaving Kong Dazhun to rack his brains anxiously about how to save his life.

Not long after, Gu Zhiyu also came out.

Their car was still parked in the deserted alley next to the auditorium. Gu Zhiyu turned a corner and quickly got into the car with the two children.

Annan looked out the window and asked, "Has everyone else not come out yet?"

Gu Zhiyu shook his head with amusement: "You didn't tell them to leave, so no one dared to move."

"Ah?" Annan was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in disbelief: "These people are really... quite honest."

Gu Zhiyu explained: "I mainly want to continue communicating with the 'Xuanling Immortal' for a while. What if you suddenly appear again and leave when no one else has left? How disappointing would that be?"

Annan raised his eyebrows: "Do you know what they are thinking?"

Gu Zhiyu smiled and said, "They said it themselves. It's a mess in there now, with people saying all kinds of things."

No one was in a hurry to leave.

These people attach great importance to gods. Not to mention having such an opportunity to meet the "immortals" directly, even when they were at home, they wanted to practice exercises and recite scriptures every moment to get close to the gods.

Gu Zhiyu started the car and said, "Let's go back."

Then he paused and asked, "Do you want to 'descend' again and say 'the meeting is adjourned'?"

Annan thought about it carefully and found the scene a little funny. He shook his head and said:

"No need. Gods should behave like gods. They won't be able to wait for me soon, so they will leave naturally."

Those people are just stupid, not dumb. How could they wait there and freeze themselves to death?

The car quickly drove towards the official base.

Fugui and Tuye, who were sitting in the back row, saw that Lai Fu was not there, and they made a fuss and wanted to go into the space to drink the spring water.

Annan did not let them in, but released Lai Fu directly.

When they went out earlier, Song Guoqiang and Niu Gandang had seen them with the three little ones. If they were not there when they returned, and they were seen, it would be difficult to explain.

Fugui and Mr. Rabbit, who were not worried about the lack of wealth but the inequality of wealth, stopped clamoring to enter the space when they saw Lai Fu being teleported out by his master.

The three little ones were chattering together in the back seat about what had just happened in the auditorium.

Of course, it was mainly Lai Fu himself who wanted to show off the feeling of playing the role of a divine beast and being worshipped by everyone.

Fugui and Mr. Rabbit would occasionally make sarcastic remarks to it. They even started fighting, and the three of them started to make a fuss.

Annan successfully completed the plan and was in a good mood, so he ignored them and let them play around in the back.

Gu Zhiyu was also in a good mood. After finishing this job, they could go home.

In the entire car, only Kong Dachuen in the trunk was facing an uncertain future and was in great misery.

He was in pain and cold, unable to move. Listening to the noise in front of him, the roosters crowing and the dogs barking, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that his current situation was worse than that of a dog!

The wounds on his body had not healed yet, and now so much water was sprayed on him that Kong Dazhu felt dizzy and seemed to have a fever.

He frowned, thinking hard about what Annan had said to him before, trying to find a glimmer of hope for himself.