They said it was a measure..."
Xu Qingsong walked inside in silence.
Unlike normal houses where everyone stays indoors at night, many graduates from the 20th century have moved in here today. They are familiar with each other and are now gathering in the corridor in a noisy manner.
The environment in here is very bad. It feels like stepping into mud when you step on it. Snap...slap...
This made Xu Qingsong frown involuntarily.
As he came in, the noisy corridor began to become quiet.
In the dim light of a few candles, Xu Qingsong's gaze swept over everyone.
Most of the men had clear tear marks on their dirty faces.
The Bu people looked numb...and seemed to be completely disheartened.
He also saw a girl with a simple bandage on her neck.
This should be the student that Gao Tianming mentioned, the one who had a mental breakdown and wanted to commit suicide.
"Teacher Xu..."
"Teacher Xu."
After a few short, surprised shouts, these people began to avoid Xu Qingsong's sight.
Behind the crowd, a man stood up, his body rotting and dropping things with a clatter.
He nervously pulled a wet, dirty piece of rag and wrapped it around himself, revealing only his eyes. He lowered his brows and greeted Xu Qingsong shyly, "Hello... hello."
Xu Qingsong frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"
"The kids... are basically not full, I..." The rotten god replied nervously:
"I'll scrape some of my food off for them to eat. Don't worry, it's delicious!
I am their foreman.
Hey…hey hey.”
He smiled awkwardly.
Xu Qingsong looked at the familiar faces behind the other person. Their expressions were distorted and it was unclear what they were eating.
Is this... trying to adapt?
He looked around, seeing everyone's miserable state, feeling distressed, helpless, and a bit angry. These people were really...
He sighed inwardly. After all, they were a group of newly graduated students. On their first day as adults, they had to face something like this...
I didn't realize that I was only eighteen years old.
He clapped his hands lightly and said in a deep voice:
"Have you forgotten what I said? You can pray to the Lord.
I…have told you His name, right?”
"Let's go." He waved to everyone, "Follow me."
He didn't say anything else, just turned and walked out the door.
There was disbelief in everyone's eyes.
They didn't really believe this kind of "believe it if you want to" statement before.
And now, they fear that they will be "punished" by the gods.
The painful, grand, and terrifying feelings they experienced when communicating with the gods during the ceremony were deeply engraved in their hearts.
But...is there a better choice?
As for Xu Qingsong, they all knew...
Led by Gao Tianming, everyone followed Xu Qingsong silently.
Xu Qingsong recalled a set of rough data that Li Hao had once told him. According to unofficial statistics:
"For graduates of the Communication with Spirits program, the probability of dying during the ceremony is approximately 5%.
After the ceremony, 11% of the participants suffered a mental breakdown within a short period of time because they were unable to accept the strange and bizarre requests of the gods.
In the subsequent short period of time, 8% of them died due to being unable to withstand the high-pressure work environment, living environment, interpersonal relationships, etc.
Another 23% of people ultimately failed to please the gods and lost their protection in the short term.
Graduation season...is a season of death in a sense.
Those who can finally struggle to survive are less than half."
The rotten subordinate, the divine benefactor, watched the scene before him and wanted to reach out and call out to Xu Qingsong several times, but he was too timid to do anything...
After struggling for a few breaths, he stomped through the mud and shouted loudly:
"Sir, please wait."
As Xu Qingsong turned around, he knelt down with a plop and kowtowed so hard that his head became deformed. Then he trembled with fear and said cautiously with a smile:
"They are just dolls, poor dolls...
Could you please...let them go?
Or... do you think I'm any use to you? I'm old, I've had enough of life.
These are all poor babies..."
He lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Xu Qingsong, who did not respond, and his voice became smaller and smaller.
After a long while, Xu Qingsong smiled warmly and said:
"Old man, are you interested in learning about salvation?"
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