To Four Thousand Years Later

Thomas didn't realize what it meant until he met Jesus.

In his opinion. This should be a simple routine where the king meets with outstanding fighters and gives honors and awards. Of course, as a gardener, he was a little nervous and looking forward to not meeting the king.

And in exchange for the lives of his comrades, Thomas couldn't laugh anymore. Even when the war was over, Thomas couldn't get a good night's sleep. Not to mention someone talking next to him, even if someone approached stealthily or stared at him for too long, Thomas would wake up immediately.

For entertainment—whether it was music, dancing, or the epic singing that Thomas liked to listen to before, even beautiful girls lost all their attractiveness in front of him. Even just now, Thomas' eyes were bloodshot, and his whole person was filled with a violent and beast-like temperament.

That is not murderous. It's just because he hasn't slept well for three weeks, and his mood hasn't relaxed after the war.

He always felt that today's peace was too false. It seems that as soon as he wakes up, he finds that the end of the war is just a dream, and he will continue to fight in the battlefield—even the joy and sense of honor of meeting the king are also diluted by this strong anxiety. But if you do it as a task. But there will be no feeling of disgust, at least Thomas can clearly know what he is going to do and what he is doing. In this way, the anxiety that no matter what I was doing was a waste of time was also relieved, but this routine emotion dissipated immediately when I saw **** himself. This was Thomas' first impression of the new king of Tyre. The short, youth-like masked man in white robe sat securely on his throne, with a gorgeous silver mask on his head. The pattern on the furniture is exactly the phase of the moon tonight.

Although the seat is... a bit too big compared to his figure. But honestly, there doesn't seem to be a "he's out of place" feeling. However, he is not so much a king of Tire or a pharaoh. It's more like an angel. He doesn't have much resemblance to a human being, but instead has a wonderful aloof aura. Even if he survived the battlefield, he would not dare to make any mistakes when meeting Jesus. It can't be said that he doesn't have the temperament of a leader, or is too violent... If I have to say, he is a little bit lacking in "popularity".

"Hello, Thomas.

Before Thomas could think too much, Jesus' peaceful voice sounded in the air: "I am your king. Thomas' eyes widened immediately. His hair stood on end, his back was soaked in cold sweat, and he almost screamed out. Because He saw it clearly—Jesus didn't even open his mouth!

He kept his mouth shut, but the voice came into his heart...

But Thomas quickly calmed down, suppressing his fear as much as possible. Kneeling down on the ground, he asked in a respectful voice, "What do you... want me to do?"

"Don't be nervous, Thomas. This time, it was **** who said calmly, "I hope I didn't scare you too much. I think you can understand me too... After all, the most convincing thing is not admiration, but fear. If I can prove I'm a good enough Emperor, I suppose that's enough, isn't it. ...you said so. This sentence is what Thomas replied in his heart. **** smiled slightly, and the same voice sounded in Masi's heart: "No need to be tempted, I can hear you."

"Why are you telling me this secret. Secret... We didn't know each other before. I'm just an ordinary gardener Thomas sighed in a low voice. **** said calmly: "You know, my power can let me know all my... You know, I can make all rebellion and infidelity disappear before my eyes. But I also need you to understand me. If I don't do this, how many people can work for a stranger? "

...do I have the talent you need? …what do I need to do? "Don't be too nervous. What I need you to do is not something too dirty. It's already been done.

"Is it murder?" Thomas gradually calmed down, "Except for watering the flowers. I can only do this well.

"Not really. But don't worry, I won't give you a job you can't finish. You know, I know you."

Jesus smiled and said, "The work you are responsible for is very simple, even very honorable, and will be revered by the people," **** said word by word.

…what? "

Feng Si's first reaction was that he thought he had heard it wrong, and then the thought of "I'm afraid this is not going to kill me" immediately popped up in his mind. A wise and evil general, a general who is old but not dead... wait a minute. I'm not good at those.

"So what?" **** said calmly, "Even if you don't know anything. So what? Our country is so big, there will always be people who know it. But no one can be proficient in everything. But people always hope that their generals He can do anything. Hearing this, Thomas was taken aback for a moment.

He saw the corner of Jesus' mouth lift up. He seemed to be amused and smiled.

"Do you know how incredible your record is? You killed one hundred and thirty-five Roman warriors with your own hands, suffered five fatal wounds without being disabled, and your comrades lost less than one-third of them without giving up." I just don't want to Just run away. said Thomas in a low voice.

Jesus exclaimed.

He stepped down from his seat, gently lifted him up, and whispered in his ear: "Simply put...you, 'Thomas', will be my best military leader. Until you die, there will be a second Personally succeed you as 'Thomas'. Do you see what I mean?" ...I seem to understand," Thomas frowned, "but what's the point? "

"There are many meanings. What I can tell you is to make the people no longer despair, and make the enemy afraid to start a war. Just because Thomas' is still alive. **** looked up into Thomas' eyes and asked seriously: "You know How can a soldier never lose a battle?

Be careful? Obeying orders... no, like running away? "

"It's not that I never go to war.

Jesus gave the answer: "No one never loses. But a soldier who has never fought a battle certainly cannot lose a battle.

"I will send Zhi Zhi to advise you secretly. Even if you die, it doesn't matter, Thomas' will always return from the battlefield safely. And there are only two requirements for you. Points... First, never run away: Second, don't publish any Personal opinion—I mean, try to be as silent as possible. Do you know what I mean?"

Seeing Thomas nodded, **** smiled and handed him a ghostly mask: Put it on, Thomas. This will be your mask from now on.

"As a deposit, I'll cure your heart disease first.