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The tent on the east side of the camp belongs to Doctor Tom’s tent.

Benjamin was lying on his back, his eyes staring, as if he was expecting something.

As soon as Qiancang walked into the tent, Benjamin looked excited when he saw it, and wanted to sit up, but was stopped by Qiancang.

"Just lie down." Qiancang sat on the chair beside the bed.

"Marshall, do you know? I have been praying to God, I hope you don't die." Benjamin stretched out his right hand and grabbed Qiancang Yi's hand.

"God? Almost...thanks to God." Qiancang nodded.

Benjamin suddenly changed the subject and said:

"I heard that the Prophet was not caught, but that's okay. The village of Wika has been burned down. You don't need to catch the Prophet again."

"You can let others go, there is no need to follow the prophet."

"If you want to follow the footsteps of the Prophet to catch him, I feel... I feel that you will be in danger and you will die. I don't want you to die."

After Benjamin spoke, his tone changed to begging.

Qiancang patted Benjamin's right hand twice, soothing:

"Benjamin, I am grateful that you care about me, but I must follow in the footsteps of the Prophet."

"If people don't do something, the world will always get worse and worse."

"You see, the Prophet will do whatever it takes for his goal. Although there is a suspicion of complimenting him, there is no doubt that the Prophet is changing the world."

"No matter whether the world gets worse or better, it will always change in the direction he strives for, and you know the direction he expects better than me."

"It's the same for us. If we don't do something, everyone expects others to do something, even if the world changes, it will have nothing to do with us."

"The world is like a balloon, and we are the wind."

Benjamin turned his head, and he grasped Qiancangyi's hand harder, unwilling to let go.

Qiancang thought for a while and asked softly:

"Benjamin, have you ever experienced a turning point in your life?"

"One day, something, your life trajectory has undergone a major change, is there?"

Benjamin's face showed a deliberate look, and he replied:

"Of course! You know--"

Qiancang interrupted Benjamin's words:

"——Can you foresee the coming of this day? In other words, think of this possibility in advance, the possibility of you being trafficked."

Benjamin was taken aback for a moment, then replied:

"Yes... a little bit, but—"

His words were interrupted by Qiancang again.

"——If you could think of it in advance, would you do something to stop this?"

Benjamin's eyes were ecstatic, as if back to the past. A few seconds later, he replied:

"Of course, if I had known this would happen, I would never go out that day, and of course... I would not meet you."

Qiancang Yi ignored it and continued to ask:

"Can you...do more? I mean, even if you don't go out that day, is it possible for you to be arrested the next day?"

"If you can foresee that you will be arrested that day, you should also be able to foresee that you will be arrested the next day, right? Unless you never go out and stay at home until you grow up, provided that you stay at home and you won’t be arrested. Grab."

"The **** who catches you will keep staring at the streets and alleys, and they will catch any eligible children. For you, every day is perilous."

Benjamin pressed his lips together and frowned. He was thinking about this question carefully. After a few seconds, he replied:

"I will go to the police, if all the bad guys are arrested—"

Qiancang nodded and interrupted Benjamin at the same time.

"--Yes, but if you think about it, can the police put an end to all this? Will all the bad guys be arrested, or just a few bad guys?"

"The remaining bad guys are still watching the children who are alone in the streets and alleys. You must continue to do more things."

"Do a little more, Benjamin."

Benjamin closed his eyes, thought carefully, then opened his brows and replied:

"I will remember the characteristics of these people and write down all of them. I just need to avoid them."

Qiancang retorted:

"Can you do it alone? Is it dangerous to observe them? Should you find more people?"

Benjamin hesitated, then nodded and said:

"I can find a few more children, yes, they will also be arrested, and I will definitely be able to convince them."

Qiancang nodded, took his hand out, and said:

"Yes, but this hasn't been stopped, hasn't it? It's just that these people need to take a greater risk. At that time, it is possible to rob or sneak into the home. It is nothing more than the price."

"This problem has not been solved yet, has it? You have to do more."

Benjamin opened his eyes and looked puzzled, and asked:

"Marshall, could you let me chase to East Beacon City and destroy Wika Village like you? I can't do this, can't do this."

"I... I don't know how to say it, but I am innocent... I am a victim. Even if I wanted to do this at the time, I couldn't help it."

"I... just a kid."

Benjamin was a little frustrated.

Qiancang reached out his hand, touched Benjamin's head, and comforted:

"No one blames you, Benjamin, but there is one thing I must say."

"Innocent words are only useful to us, not to the believers in Wika Village."

"They are cruel and ruthless, and don't care about the world's views. They hide in the Bone Wilderness just to not be besieged, nothing more."

"My current situation is similar to yours then. I have also encountered an existence that is almost invincible. The only difference is that I foresee it and intend to terminate it early."

"Maybe I can avoid today, maybe tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow... a month or a year later, when the prophet does what he wants to do, the things I worry about will always happen. For him, people have There are two types, worthy people and worthless people, both of which have nothing to do with innocent people."

As soon as Qiancang said this, he grabbed Benjamin's right hand with both hands and continued:

"Don't stop, you can rest when you are tired, but don't stop."

"Go ahead, desperately."

Benjamin looked at Qian Cangyi blankly, opened his mouth, trying to say something, but couldn't say anything.

"Take a good rest." Qian Cangyi put Benjamin's hand under the quilt, patted twice, got up and walked to the door.

"Marshall..." Benjamin stretched out his right hand with a sad expression.

"Wait for me to come back." Qiancang looked back at Benjamin, showing a gentle smile, and then walked out of the tent.

"Yeah!" Benjamin nodded his head heavily, with a smile on his face.

...

Two days later, the sun was shining brightly.

On the grass outside the camp, Qiancangyi, Robert and Rachel were standing by a boulder.

"Are you going to continue to find the Prophet?" Rachel supported the stone with her right hand, and the two days of rest restored her spirit a lot.

"Well, what about you? What are your plans?" Qian Cang looked at Rachel's slightly tired face.

Rachel sighed, looked at the camp not far away, and said:

"I will stay in the camp."

"The conflict between the children of Wika Village, the citizens of East Beacon City and the Wamir tribe, I think I still have a lot to do."

"So, I can't accompany you on adventures, and I am not very comfortable with adventurous life."

"I wish you success!"

Rachel stretched out her right hand.

Qiancangyi also stretched out his right hand and said:

"It must succeed!"

Rachel smiled, released her hand and reached out to Robert.

...

Sakura Island, a mysterious island on the Villefort Sea.

Even though Robert had a nautical chart, he searched for a place that he could not find after several months.

A merchant ship docked on the shore in the storm. The prophet took the lead and walked down. When his right foot was on the beach, he stopped.

The believers who were taken away from Wika Village are following behind the Prophet.

"I... felt it, the great Hezerac, whose stalwart body is turning towards me." The prophet raised his head and raised his hands.

There was a strange noise in the woods not far away, with simple animal skins on his body, and the dark-skinned natives were rushing with a spear.

The prophet’s gaze swept across the natives one by one, and then, with his left hand folded, his right hand stretched forward, pointing at the natives:

"Such a holy place cannot be defiled."

"Send them on the road."

The devout believer stepped forward, pulled out a black pistol with his right hand deep into his arms, and then, without hesitation, pulled the trigger.

Pong!

The sound of gunfire broke the silence.

...

In the port of East Beacon City, Qiancangyi and Robert are standing on a merchant ship. The merchant ship sent by the Holy See to support has been requisitioned by Qiancangyi.

[Wika Village has been destroyed, and the character score has been increased. 】

After boarding the ship, Qiancang Yi received the notice of Hell Movie.

The role score is accumulating little by little.

Qiancangyi didn’t care about this now. The experience of the Burial Wilderness kept reappearing in his mind. The Owl’s Ole world, as the prey of Hezerac, could easily kill him, and now, He is about to approach Hezerac, heading to the mysterious island in the Villefort.

He didn't know what the way forward was.

"Father Marshall, are you leaving now?" the first officer came to ask.

Qiancang Yi took out the nautical chart to Sakura Island, handed it to the first officer, and said:

"set off."

The first officer left with the nautical chart.

At this time, Robert walked to Qiancangyi's side and put his hands on the railing. He looked in the direction of Qiancangyi's line of sight.

The East Beacon City is being rebuilt, and the East Beacon City after the disaster is showing signs of expansion.

"What are you looking at?" Robert asked.

"Did you not see it?" Qiancangyi was a little surprised~www.wuxiaspot.com~what? "Robert frowned and looked carefully, but he still didn't find anything unusual.

"Nothing." Qiancang shook his head.

At the dock not far away, above the cargo box, a gray-black owl man was looking at Qiancang I who was about to leave the port with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a corpse.

As soon as Qiancang knew that there were some things that he could not get rid of after seeing it once.

...

The sky was cloudless, and among the blue sea of ​​Villefort, albatross flew over the top of the ship.

As soon as the Qiancang stood on the deck, he poured all the materials that the Prophet had left in the box into a round bowl.

After ten seconds, dark clouds gathered above the merchant ship.

Purple lightning flashed across the sky, and then, with a bang, a heavy rain poured down.