Crimson Blood Coffin

TheRed,

Youge was extremely bored before he came up with such a name. If the priest hadn't been helpful, he wouldn't have responded to the other party's call.

But leaving such a name can also arouse the other party's association.

red?

Anyway, on the day when Youge really appears in the other person's eyes, it will just be a red human-shaped mist, and the color red can be regarded as his fixed color.

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"How do you call them?"

After leading everyone to his cabin, Timothy breathed a sigh of relief and asked the other party,

"The nameless one, the lamp-bearer who guides those who have gone astray to the light of our God."

Lamp Holder, this is the self-described name of You Ge’s lambs. In terms of status, anyone who has bathed in You Ge’s brilliance is considered a Lamp Holder, and there is no distinction between high and low.

Of course, given Youge's favor and the level of human beings themselves, different positions will inevitably develop among them.

However, compared to the so-called "shepherds" of the local church, human beings are the lambs of God. Although Youge himself likes this sentence very much, there still needs to be a slight difference in publicity.

"Well, what should I call you?"

Timothy rolled his eyes. There is no need to preach now. He already knows the greatness of God.

"one two three."

"Huh?" This time, not only Timothy, but also Jerome on the side almost laughed. One, two, three. Is this the self-cultivation of the lamp holder? So exciting?

"Okay." Timothy completely gave up the intention of continuing to communicate with the other party. He lay down on the sofa and then said nonchalantly: "The wine is in the basement. If you want to drink it, Jerome, go get it yourself. Don't Just drink it to death, as for you.”

Although he didn't want to continue communicating with the other party, Timothy still wanted to have a good talk with the other party about the gods he had just seen.

Sequence people are not stupid, it’s just that Sequence people themselves are too lazy to say useless things.

The existence of the memory banks of billions of people allows them to know very well the minds of such people. There are countless memories of drunkards as a foreshadowing, and they can roughly deduce the thoughts of such people at once.

That kind of visual feeling is like looking at one self in the past. Countless selves looking at one self in the past.

"Sing to my God and you will know everything."

For now, if we can’t give you power, you can only give us knowledge.

Serial people can contact Youge's human memory bank, but it is impossible for ordinary people to contact them, otherwise they will suddenly become the kind of machine that seems to have lived for countless years and experienced countless joys and sorrows, without desires and desires.

That would be equivalent to losing the meaning of preaching, and after the birth of the Sequencer itself, it is not as changeable as ordinary people. Although it can inject some individual memories as a carrier, it still lacks agility, and is not as good as these ordinary people in personal experience. After many years, it will be able to provide Hongyin with better quality and fresh "human food".

This is the difference between a flexible mind,

This is also the difference between living beings. Even two people who have completely experienced the same life will have different thoughts due to their natural paranoia. In addition, the physical senses will also make this person have different feelings.

This person's way of thinking, or spiritual focus, will be completely different.

And after Timothy sang,

Once the complex human nature he produced was absorbed, only a calm mood was left, and then he was allowed to access the "Human Sequence Knowledge Base" prepared by You Ge for these people.

Rather than spending time studying, as long as the chanter is pious enough and mentally strong enough, he can continue to seek knowledge from this knowledge base.

And if you are a human being, there will be no problem with [anthropomorphic pollution] in accepting this knowledge.

"Is this?" Timothy no longer had any objection to chanting. The moment he connected to it, he felt as if he had entered a world surrounded by white light. The light floating around was all the accumulated knowledge of human beings.

As long as he touches it, he can accept it perfectly.

As for the rest, it depends on whether he can generate inspiration and let this piece of knowledge continue to develop.

Boom, boom, boom!

When the people in the hut are immersed in their own world,

There was a knock on the door outside,

"Timothy, it's me, I didn't bring the police."

At the sound of the priest's voice, Timothy suddenly woke up from sorting out God's gift of knowledge.

Too much request will make the human brain unable to support, so after Timothy got what he got, he was kicked out of the sequence link for the reason of insufficient piety.

"You?" He opened the small window on the door and looked at the priest standing outside the door. Timothy asked fiercely: "What? Are you planning to cause trouble? People from other towns are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid!"

Most people from other towns don’t want to come here. It’s because of these people. Otherwise, the bar he opened at the intersection would not have gradually declined.

"Ah! Don't worry! I know those three people are here with you, and I want to talk to them!" The priest quickly took a few steps back and raised his hands, indicating that he had nothing with him: "I want to talk to them. Talk about the gods, TheRed!”

"What the"

"That is what the lost call my God."

The sequencer stood up appropriately, and the three of them stood behind Timothy in unison.

"Um you guys", it is true that Timothy has just been chanting the greatness of this god, and does not know the name of the other party. It seems that believers like him can feel the greatness of this god, really is a benevolent god,

Especially since the other party directly shouldered their own sins in order to redeem them.

Suddenly Timothy felt a little guilty for not believing in this god.

The door opens,

All three of them stood up, which meant that the other party was really not here to cause trouble. After Timothy lay down on the sofa again, these four people completely formed a circle in the center of the hall.

Priest: "God!"

The sequencers said in unison: "God!"

Priest: "Brilliance!"

Sequencer: "Glory!"

"Can you just tell me what they are doing there?" Jerome walked up with a bottle of wine and looked at the four blurry people standing in the middle of the room with a drunken look on his face. , I thought it was Timothy and those three magicians who were preaching there.

Speaking of which, Jerome has not said a word since he left the mutual aid association. Even when he heard the red words read by the sequence people at close range, he did not react at all.

Nowadays, as long as the red words mixed with information fragments are spread out from Youge's hands or his hands, whether they are reading or writing, as long as someone receives one of the words or one of the sounds, they will be attracted by the information.

It’s not like there are people like Jerome who are completely ignorant.

"Why, is this god that great? Can he give me gold? I like gold very much now. I want to live in a palace made of gold! Is that okay?"

Jerome drank another large gulp of wine, looked at the four people with blurry eyes, and began to shout:

"Gold! Yes, it is gold, countless gold. In this way, my parents will pay more attention to me."