Chapter 48 Double Guarantee
Hearing what I said, An Xiaowei's expression became a little subtle, and she repeated doubtfully: "Oracle?"
I made a puzzled expression. “I’m not sure, because this is so wrong.”
I frowned, pretending to think, and continued, "But... I did feel like someone was talking in my ear. It completely overturned my previous understanding, and even... completely contradicted it. That's why I felt something was wrong."
Hearing this, An Xiaowei felt relieved and comforted her with a gentle smile: "This is normal. Everyone is like this. It will be fine once you get used to it."
Looking at her expression, I knew that I had made the right bet.
An Xiaowei knew that I had awakened and that I had joined the Abnormal Investigation Bureau, so in her opinion, it was normal for me to still subconsciously sense that something was wrong after being brainwashed.
So I took a gamble and told her my true feelings, confessing that I had doubts but, under the influence of baptism, I still chose to believe her.
An Xiaowei was indeed relieved and took me back to my room. When I was about to close the door, An Xiaowei suddenly held my door, stared at me and smiled:
"We're the same now, right?"
I felt a little creepy, but I could only bite the bullet and put on a puzzled expression and asked, "What aspects do you mean?"
The next second, An Xiaowei's expression returned to normal, and she shook her head and said:
"I'm just kidding. Go to bed early. You can ask me any questions you have."
Still trying...
If I had no questions, it would expose the fact that I had not been brainwashed at all.
But if the questions I asked did not meet her expectations or were too excessive, it would reveal that I was not brainwashed.
There are traps everywhere.
I didn’t know what kind of changes the so-called “baptism” would bring to a person, so I could only try to remain calm and ask a question that was irrelevant but a question that a new believer would definitely ask.
“Besides praying every day, what else do I need to do to serve the Lord?”
An Xiaowei shook her head: "You don't have to do anything. Only an incompetent god would rely on the offerings of his believers."
What does this mean? The Apocalypse Cult went to such great lengths to get me involved, it couldn't possibly be to build a utopia of faith for the end of the world.
Besides, if you really want to build such a utopia, wouldn’t it be more efficient to bring everyone in?
Unable to guess her intention, I feigned a casual laugh and said, "That's not bad! The life of lying flat on my back that I've always dreamed of has finally come true after the apocalypse."
An Xiaowei also laughed at my amusement, but I couldn't tell what she meant. She just nodded and said, "Yeah, it feels great not to have to go to work."
After saying that, she prepared to leave on the pretext of not disturbing my rest.
She turned away for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember something, turned back to me and said with a half-smile:
"By the way, Ji Ling, you just... forgot to give me the two-finger salute."
!!!
I forced myself to maintain composure and feigned confusion, "Is it because I'm still a subordinate?"
An Xiaowei couldn't help laughing: "No, in the Apocalypse Sect, everyone is equal, but we have to do the two-finger salute to everyone we meet."
"It's okay if you're not familiar with it. Just take your time. You're tired today, so take a good rest." After saying that, An Xiaowei closed the door and left.
After closing the door, I was finally able to drop my disguise and breathed a sigh of relief.
Anyway, I think I was able to fool him temporarily just now. Although I don't think An Xiaowei will give up, hiding here is not a solution.
I carefully felt the movement outside, and after confirming that An Xiaowei was indeed not outside, I opened the door again and walked out.
Instead of hiding in the room, it is better to take the initiative and see if you can get some information out of the believers.
Only by knowing this place well enough can you take the initiative into your own hands as much as possible.
After walking out of the room, I casually wandered around where people were coming and going. I don’t know if it was my illusion or what, but I always felt that the atmosphere was a little subtle.
The believers coming and going would salute me very respectfully when they saw me. It was different from the previous politeness, but more like the respect between believers and priests.
But…that’s the problem.
Soon, I understood why I had such a subtle feeling. In addition to the change in the attitude of these believers towards me, their own behavior was also slightly different.
When I first arrived here, I clearly felt that some of the low-level believers here behaved very mechanically, and sometimes their actions were even slightly delayed, just like NPCs in the game.
For example, my fake teammates.
But now, the people here give me the feeling that they are alive.
I suddenly had a guess that maybe there are not many believers in this mirror world, and some people are indeed fake, such as "Song Nanxing".
There is also a group of people like An Xiaowei, who are believers of the Apocalypse sect.
The reason why the Bureau of Anomalous Investigations has failed to wipe out this sect despite many attempts is because those that were wiped out before were just peripheral forces, and the real center is in this mirror world.
There is also another type of people like me who were pulled in in a strange way. I’m not sure if there are other people like me.
That's why I feel that those low-level believers are like NPCs. If that group of people were copied like my fake teammates, it would explain it.
But now even this group of people has become more lively, probably because An Xiaowei and her group did something.
While I was thinking, a believer came up to me and called out, "Sir, the Lord, the Messenger of God invites you to go listen to the choir together in the evening."
When I heard this name, my brain stopped working for a moment.
"Holy Son?"
"Yes, you are our Holy Son."
I was really sweating.
These people from the Apocalypse Sect are really crazy. They can even come up with such an embarrassing name.
But who is the messenger of God, An Xiaowei?
I kept my original expression and nodded, "Okay, please take me there in the evening."
After pretending to exchange a two-finger salute with the believer, I continued to walk around the places where the believers usually hang out, but I couldn't find an opportunity to inquire about the news.
I waited until the choir started singing in the evening.
The believer seemed to have been searching for a long time before he came to me as scheduled, panting slightly, and took me to the choir venue.
It was still the same chapel as when I first came here. Believers kept coming in from outside, but there was no noise like a normal gathering. Everyone was silent.
The only sounds left were footsteps and the rustling of clothes.
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