Standing by the window, the prophet silently glanced at the sky in the distance.
Just a few hours ago, Xinhai City was still blue sky and white clouds, with no haze in the sky.
However, after only a short while, dark clouds appeared out of nowhere and covered the entire sky, hiding the originally shining sun under the thick clouds, so tightly that not a single light leaked out.
If there were still people in Xinhai City, they would probably be surprised at the sudden change in the celestial phenomena.
But the prophet understood that this was just the beginning.
If the changes in the celestial phenomena mean that the monsters hidden in the dark have begun to take action, then within these few hours, these monsters will probably emerge like springs in different places, reveling wantonly in this almost deserted city.
They will demolish most of the buildings, destroy countless houses, and spread pollution to every corner of the city, eventually turning the entire Xinhai into a dead city that mortals are forbidden to enter. And using Xinhai as a bridgehead, they will gradually encroach on the surrounding areas.
If nothing is done, they will be able to gain a foothold in this place and eye the deeper lands.
According to the original timeline, many people should have died in Xinhai City. However, because the Countermeasures Bureau evacuated the crowd in advance, the landing of the alien species did not cause many casualties.
However, even with such a high-profile evacuation of the citizens of Xinhai City, these guys are still eager to come over and invade. It seems that this time is of great significance to them.
Perhaps the Pale Lady wanted to use this invasion of Xinhai City as a springboard for her own advancement to "Origin"?
Thinking of this, the prophet's fingers gently pressed on the notebook: "Her current condition is incomplete. If she wants to be promoted to Origin, her current state will definitely not work. So, she is in such a hurry, perhaps because she is absolutely short of time."
However, it was somewhat unexpected that the "hundreds of ghosts" from the island country would follow her and invade.
The prophet remembered that Kaguya had said before that the island country's organization "Hundred Demons" would invade right under the nose of the Countermeasures Bureau, and he also guessed that the power of the Pale Lady would be able to bring the "Hundred Demons" in without anyone noticing.
But why would those guys listen to the Pale Lady?
According to the prophet's understanding, the "hundred ghosts" are a group of monsters who believe in "the lower class rebelling against the upper class" and it is unlikely that they will keep quiet just because of the absolute difference in strength. There must be some deeper reason that tempts them to take risks...
Thinking of this, the prophet raised his eyes and looked outside the door.
Although his eyes were looking at the door, they were not focused. Instead, it was as if he was seeing something else through the "door".
After hesitating for a moment, he stood up from the chair and opened the door.
After doing all this, he returned to his chair and started a new round of thinking.
It took a long time to think, probably about twenty minutes.
Twenty minutes later, the prophet heard the wild engine sound of the jeep.
Several jeeps were parked in the parking lot, and then there were sparse footsteps. After getting out of the cars, they walked towards this side heavily and staggeringly.
It was obvious that these people were very tired. Many of them collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, before they could even reach the resting area.
The blood on their bodies showed what they had experienced not long ago.
However, what made this point more evident were the two people who rushed into the operations meeting room with dark faces.
An Jianxiu walked straight towards the prophet without hesitation for a moment.
He stretched out his hand and was about to grab the prophet's collar, but was easily dodged.
The prophet looked up at him and said nothing.
Such a look made An Jianxiu extremely angry.
He said angrily: "Do you know what you have done?"
"There are at least five 'dangerous' areas we are going to!" An Jianxiu's voice gradually became louder. "I don't know how you organize your strategy, but there is no way you can let three 'dangerous' alien species besiege us!"
"It was not bad at the beginning, with only two 'dangerous' levels, but then more and more kept appearing... They emerged from all directions like insects, completely surrounding us, leaving us no room for maneuver!"
"Tell me, how could you make such an arrangement?!"
An Jianxiu leaned forward and said, "As a prophet, you should know what kind of monsters will appear in which places, and you should also know how to make the most reasonable plan, right?! In that case, you let a group of people with insufficient strength rashly break into an area they can't handle. Do you want them to die and be torn apart by those monsters?!"
He looked directly at the prophet and roared loudly: "Because of you! Because of you, my four 'products' are now all dead! They were torn to pieces by those crazy monsters before they could appear on TV or even create value!!"
An Jianxiu is very heartbroken now.
Although it is easy to find idols, it still requires financial investment.
In any case, as the first batch of experimental subjects, An Jianxiu had invested a lot of energy and time in those four people. Even if they were the products of failure, they had to provide An Jianxiu with some experience of failure.
Instead of being buried in vain on the battlefield because of the prophet's "mistake" in command! Although his own strength is not weak, it does not mean that he can protect everyone under the siege of five "dangerous" levels.
So he slammed the table and said, "Tell me, what are you planning? Did you reach an agreement with Ying just to replace me and make Ying another me? And your first step is to ruin my reputation and make me fall into ruin?!"
"I was willing to believe you because I think we have the same interests! Even if our most basic goals are different, at least our early strategies and goals are similar! No matter what, we don't want monsters to occupy our hometown. But now, do you want to replace my identity with an alien species that you can control more easily, just because this will make it easier to achieve your goals?!"
It is obvious that An Jianxiu is a little out of control now.
He has been worried for a long time because of the shadow issue.
An Jianxiu hadn't had a good rest since Ying's problem. He pondered for a long time and felt that Ying must have suddenly changed at Yanxia Mountain.
I was in a coma during that time and had no idea what Ying said to the Prophet.
He was very skeptical whether the Prophet had made a promise to Ying, allowing it to completely replace itself and become the new "An Jianxiu".
It's no wonder he thinks so.
Ever since he came here, the prophet's behavior has been too indifferent, which even made An Jianxiu feel that everything before was a disguise, and that he now looked his truest self.
Because of this abnormal change, An Jianxiu couldn't help but become alert.
It is precisely because of this vigilance that he subconsciously puts the blame on the prophet after an accident occurs.
Faced with An Jianxiu, whose emotions were somewhat out of control, the prophet still said nothing.
At this time, Xun Mo next stopped An Jianxiu.
He stepped forward and looked at the prophet: "We suffered heavy losses this time."
Xun Mo, who had been a bit lazy, changed his previous decadence. His expression was tense, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking. "The monster we encountered was not consistent with your description. The intelligence was wrong. At least, in the area I was responsible for, I saw a 'disaster'."
He said casually, "I won't say anything to you. After all, you are someone hired by Director Wang. But I only want to ask one thing - are you really pursuing victory in everything you do now?"
As he spoke, Xun Mo looked at the prophet with burning eyes.
Although he looks a bit lazy, he is actually quite smart, which is also certified by Qi Guang.
It was just that due to his own character flaws, he could only become the Minister. Otherwise, he should have been the Director of the Countermeasures Bureau after Wang Weizheng's death.
This is a person who seems a little unreliable on weekdays, but is quite reliable at critical moments.
Being stared at by Xun Mo, the prophet was silent for a moment, and finally asked: "Where is the camera?"
Xun Mo took out a few memory cards from his pocket and threw them to the prophet: "These are the images that you asked your men to risk their lives to obtain."
"I don't know if this is the future you see. I don't even know if I am a part of your future now, but at least I am willing to believe in you now."
Xun Mo put one hand on the table and said firmly: "Since Director Wang asked you to do this, I will unconditionally follow your arrangements. But in return, you must also promise me that you can win in the end! Even if this victory requires our lives, as long as it can ensure the safety of more people, then it doesn't matter if you take my life at will!"
"But if the sacrifice is in vain, then even if you are Director Wang's friend, I will not hesitate to shoot you in the head."
At the end, Xun Mo's tone took on a bit of ferocity: "We are not afraid of death. Since we have joined the Countermeasures Bureau, no one will think of escaping. But at least, you have to make sure our sacrifice is worthwhile!"
"If we are truly part of the future you see, then go for it boldly! I will support you, and if anyone doubts you, I will be the first to defeat him! Therefore, you must give me a guarantee, a guarantee that is solid and real enough!"
He pressed the table hard: "Even if this promise is just an excuse, even if you can get away with it with just a few words, but at least, I need to hear a clear enough hope!"
The Prophet looked at him and was silent for a moment.
After a long while, he said, "I promise you, no one will die this time."
The words fell.
An Jianxiu next to him was furious: "No one will die?! What the hell! I've already killed more than a dozen people! You tell me no one will die?!"
He was so excited that his mind was bewildered.
Xun Mo pondered for a while and then smiled bitterly: "Ha, it is true."
"I see," he said to the prophet, returning to his previous lazy self. "Sometimes, playing more games is a good thing. At least it's easier to understand some things. Director Wang himself doesn't play RPGs much, so I'm afraid he'll never understand it in his lifetime."
"So, what do you want me to do now?"
Pulling his sniper rifle from his back, Xun Mo said calmly: "Since you plan to SL, you have to try and make mistakes."
SL, Save Load, save and load.
Facing Xun Mo's gaze, the prophet pointed to the room next to him: "That is the weakest point where the Pale Lady is."
"Stay in there. I want to know what you can see in there. If possible, it's best to fight with that woman. Close-range combat data is very valuable. She is probably very weak now. If nothing goes wrong, you may be able to bring about interesting changes."
The prophet said, holding out his hand: "Let go of your spirits. Your consciousness is too strong and my invasion may not have any effect."
Tsk.
Looking at the hand extended by the prophet, Xun Mo smacked his lips and said, "I'm beginning to regret it. Let me tell you first, don't mess around with my memories. You know, there are many sexual fetishes in them that cannot be known to outsiders..."
Before he could finish, the prophet's hand was directly on his head.
The next second, white light pierced into his mind.
After just a moment, Xun Mo's eyes became distant and confused, as if his brain had been completely cleared and his whole body was dizzy.
This process lasted about ten seconds.
Soon, the prophet withdrew his hand.
"Go in," he said, "witness it, witness it, draw your sword against it if necessary."
The words fell.
Xun Mo said blankly: "Yes."
After responding.
He suddenly came back to his senses and knocked his head: "So this is what it feels like to have your consciousness invaded."
Rubbing his wrist, Xun Mo drooped his face and sighed: "Okay, I'm going in. Let me tell you first, I don't plan to throw my life away like this. Unlike Qi Guang, the self-destructive guy, I will fight for it even if there is a glimmer of hope."
"Isn't it just a matter of one life? If a pediatrician can do it, there's no reason why I can't do it!"
While getting angry, Xun Mo headed towards the direction pointed by the prophet.
Looking at his leaving back, the prophet turned his head and glanced at An Jianxiu.
An Jianxiu felt his scalp tingling under his gaze: "What do you want to do?"
The prophet said calmly: "You come here on your own initiative, or I pull you over."
"What do you mean by active and passive...wait, what are you doing?! Don't act so arrogantly, I'm bullying you, don't act so arrogantly!" - Three hours later.
The Prophet stood beside Brother Long's bed, next to him was the video footage that he had watched countless times.
He looked quietly at the two people on the bed, watching all kinds of wonderful changes taking place in their bodies.
Sometimes, blood would gush out of Xun Mo's body from time to time, and then quickly flow back. And sometimes, An Jianxiu would turn into a big and strong man, and soon return to his previous appearance.
Wait for one minute.
These two people finally stopped changing.
Xun Mo was covered in blood and was completely silent. An Jianxiu had returned to her previous delicate girlish appearance, but her muscles were completely gone.
"It looks like the results have been determined."
The Prophet said softly.
The next second, a pair of pale hands suddenly stretched out from the void! Soon, a gauze-like figure stepped across the boundary between spirit and matter and arrived at the room where the prophet was.
The Pale Lady finally appeared in the Prophet's reality for the first time.
It is obvious that her current condition is not particularly good.
Several black bullet holes could be seen on her body, which were probably the marks left by Xun Mo on her; and there were considerable tear marks on her cuffs, and a few more scars on her face, which were probably the work of An Jianxiu.
The combined strength of these two people might make even the Pale Lady a little wary.
Looking at the prophet's face, the pale lady was obviously stunned for a second: "It turned out to be you."
"Prophet of the Day," she said, "I know you, the one who opened the door to the destruction of Mankind's Watch."
In response to the pale lady's words, the prophet said calmly: "I am honored."
Looking at the prophet in front of her, the pale lady said with some fear: "I think you will have a lot to talk about with that guy Nostradamus. Both of you claim to be prophets and are mysterious. The only difference is that I feel a strange threat from you."
"You don't seem to be as ordinary as Nostradamus said."
This is why the prophet was unwilling to appear at this time.
Now he was already well-known, even the Pale Lady knew him. If he showed up rashly now, then the Pale Lady might be hiding deeper than she thought.
This is not a joke.
That’s what it’s like the “first time”.
Compared to the "second time", the "first time" went much smoother. Not many people died, and not many people had problems.
But in truth the Pale Lady was simply waiting for her opportunity.
After several long days, although the "hundred ghosts" had been almost wiped out, the pale lady killed them all at the last moment.
This is even beyond the prophecies of the prophets.
Or to be more precise, he saw the corresponding ending but was powerless to do anything about it.
Because it was so fast, so fast that even if he saw the future twenty minutes later, he would not be able to save everyone within twenty minutes.
The final result was that even though he saved some people, most of them were still buried in the yellow sand.
Then, the Pale Lady appears.
With ease, she killed the prophet and the rest of the people.
This is the “first time”.
They resolved the crisis of "Hundred Ghosts", but this gave the Pale Lady an opportunity and they were wiped out by that woman.
And the most crucial point is that the prophet was not able to obtain any information about the Pale Lady from the "first time".
She hid too deeply, because she knew there was a prophet in the team, so she kept it to herself and used other means to harass the entire team.
And later on, she would avoid taking action if possible, leaving the people from the Countermeasures Bureau and Ming Zhou helpless.
The prophet had no solution for this.
Even if he could see the future, the Pale Lady's caution was beyond his imagination. It was difficult to appear in front of her and obtain information about her without attracting her attention.
So this time, the prophet made a decision.
Try not to go out as much as possible, and use other means to collect intelligence from all over the place, and finally summarize it for yourself.
Although it was a bit troublesome, this behavior at least prevented the Pale Lady from noticing the existence of the Prophet, and also caused her to reveal most of her information.
Only by letting ordinary people and weak people go to find the Pale Lady can she not become alert. Only in this way can we get some clues about her from behind the clouds of doubt.
I have to say, these aliens are more cautious than each other. The witch is like this, the red spider is like this, and the pale lady is also like this.
Thinking of this, the prophet couldn't help but sigh.
"But fortunately," he said, "Although it was a bit troublesome, I still got a lot of information about you."
Hmm? The Pale Lady looked at the Prophet, her twisted brows slightly frowned beneath her veil.
She vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Meanwhile, the prophet was still muttering to himself, "To be honest, it's really troublesome. I can't expose myself and I have to trust in the power of others. Sometimes I wonder if it would be easier to just go for it directly."
"But I'm glad you didn't expect this. Perhaps it's because you don't know enough about my abilities to guess that this would happen?"
The prophet said calmly, "It seems that Nostradamus, who claims to be a so-called 'prophet' like me, is just like that."
This sentence is said in a declarative sentence.
It was as if he really believed that the prophet hiding behind the Lionheart King was completely unworthy of his title.
The Pale Lady narrowed her eyes as she listened to the prophet's words.
Without a moment's hesitation, she took a step forward and struck out like lightning, piercing the prophet's chest! This strike was so fast and fierce that even Qi Guanglai, who was known for his speed, might not be able to catch it completely, let alone the prophet! Feeling the reality of grasping her heart, the pale lady's face suddenly changed color!
Opposite her, the prophet's voice remained unchanged: "No matter what the situation is, your sneak attack methods are still so monotonous. But monotony is not necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes a simple enough plan can be successful."
Looking at the pale lady opposite him, the prophet grabbed her hand and pulled it away from his chest little by little.
"That's enough for the second time," he said. "This time it was good. I collected a lot of useful information."
"Then the third time," the prophet said, shaking his head, "of course, you probably won't remember it."
After saying this.
He staggered and fell to the ground.
However, it was not the cold, solid ground that greeted his body.
It is a vast, broad ocean.
The prophet opened his eyes and looked at the foaming waves in front of him. Without any hesitation, he grabbed Zou Ye, who looked like an idiot, from the side and put him on the foam chain.
Then he stepped down.
Zou Ye, who was stepped on, went straight to the bottom of the sea at the speed of a rocket.
Glancing at Zou Ye's soul that was about to break apart, the prophet said to himself expresslessly, "It looks like this will soon be unusable."
"It's time to harvest new Zouye," he said, "otherwise, I'm afraid that the superimposed foresight can only be used once before it runs out of fuel."
That won't work.
The next time a situation like this occurs, it will be a real disadvantage if I cannot use the superimposed foresight.
Not to mention those possible "origins"...
With this thought in mind.
The prophet shook his head and looked at the gray sky again.
After hesitating for a few seconds, his consciousness dived again.
Into the vast ocean... —— "Haha!"
Bai Ling suddenly opened his eyes.
The next moment, he almost jumped to the ceiling: "Shit!"
Rubbing his head, Bai Ling patted his cheeks. His already pale face did not change at all: "Really, I was scared to death."
Looking up and taking a look around, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief: "Finally... I'm back."
This time he almost lost half his life.
Glancing at the phone next to him, Bai Ling asked aloud, "Web Weaver, what time is it now?"
Soon, the Web Weaver's voice came from the phone: "It is 8:47 in the morning of April 27, Prophet."
April 27th...
There are still nineteen days until the crisis in Xinhai City.
Rubbing his head, Bai Ling sighed: "I always said that I was insensitive to time before, but this time I am really a little slow..."
That's true. After all, I have been going back and forth several times for twenty days.
Superimposed precognition is a really scary thing.
Everything that happened in Xinhai City happened within the scope of prediction.
The prophet during that period was just like Bering after taking a sedative. There was not much difference between him and the prophet. The only difference might be that due to his special body, he was somewhat... rigid.
Thinking of this, Bai Ling couldn't help but touch his chest with lingering fear: "And I didn't expect that after taking the sedative, I would be like this, like a robot..."
So scary.
He feels even less human than Wang Weizheng.
Thinking of this, Bai Ling felt that although he was a little annoying now, he was still considered a human being.
Shaking his head, he looked at his phone and said, "By the way, are Wang Guangyao and... Han Qianqiu here?"
The Webspinner responded quickly: "They arrived yesterday."
Well, has a day passed? The prophet nodded slightly: "Call them both to my room."
"I have something to tell them."
As he said this, Bai Ling's eyes flickered.
Even though the Pale Lady is troublesome, that doesn't mean she is invincible.
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