Trafford’s Trading Club

Opposite to the shabby slum houses that can be seen everywhere are the mansions of a large number of wealthy people.

Mr. Besson is a very common member of the rich circle. But he has many friends. In the past, Mr. Besson would often have swimming pool parties at his home.

Because of his extravagant spending, Mr. Besson has more and more friends. Tonight, there was another party at Mr. Besson's villa.

But this party was completely different from previous swimsuit parties. All the windows in the entire villa hall have been closed and the curtains have been drawn.

They didn't turn on the lights, but everyone held a three-pronged candlestick in their hands. Under the candlelight, there was enough light here.

Including Mr. Besson, there were eleven participants. They wore black robes, and their faces were covered by hoods.

They stood in a circle, as if they were performing some mysterious ritual.

"Then what?" Someone in the crowd made a confused voice.

"Well..." Mr. Besson, the organizer of the party, hesitated for a long time before frowning and saying, "Maybe we'll wait and see."

"Forget it." A woman made an impatient voice, then lifted up her jumpsuit and hood, and quickly took off her black robe.

Of course, after taking off the black robe, the woman wore a unique suspender skirt. At this time, the woman said in frustration: "I don't have to turn on the air conditioner on a hot day, and I have to wear such a thick robe. I don't want to torture myself like this anymore."

Mr. Besson also lifted his hat and said quickly: "Only in this way can the omniscient and omnipotent God Baki notice our piety."

The woman said helplessly: "Dear Besson, haven't we tried almost all the methods we can think of? Do you still plan to hold evil rituals like the cult in the novel and perform a blood sacrifice of a newborn baby? ?”

Mr. Besson frowned and remained silent, as if he was thinking. When everyone saw Mr. Besson's face, they couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.

Mr. Besson seems to be really moved?

In fact, everyone gathered here had witnessed a miracle happen not long ago. They saw with their own eyes the mysterious man who claimed to be the apostle of God Bucky and saved the whole process of Mr. Besson's life. In the end, they even saw the apostle of God disappear through the sky.

They even thought of the 'voice' that appeared in the theater hostage hijacking case that day.

They believe that this mysterious 'voice' and the mysterious man who later appeared to save Besson are miracles performed by the great omniscient and omnipotent god Baki.

Because of the miracle of life and the extraordinary power of flying through the air, a group of idle rich people headed by Mr. Besson suddenly came up with a strange idea.

The omniscient and omnipotent God Baki does not seem to appear in any contemporary belief system. It may be a newly born god, or it may be a god that existed in ancient times but has not been recorded in history. No matter what, there are no traces of this omniscient and omnipotent god in the world.

Is it possible to develop a group that supports the great omniscient and omnipotent God and becomes the first believers of the omniscient and omnipotent God?

That is the miracle of life. These very rich guys seemed to have seen a light that was far more dazzling than the light of money. Therefore, under the instigation of Mr. Besson, who was almost in a frenzy, this gathering was held. 's appearance.

"Besson, maybe God Bucky is just passing by, and he doesn't care about the beliefs of the world." Besson's old friend patted him on the shoulder at this time.

But a strange belief in Mr. Besson's heart has been ignited, and he said excitedly: "No! It must be because I am not pious enough! When I was shot and dying, I felt the insignificance of life. I There are many unfinished things, and I am very eager in my heart! It was the omniscient and omnipotent God Baki who gave me light, and it allowed me to return to this world again. It must be because I am not pious enough!"

Mr. Besson's enthusiastic look made his very old friend frown involuntarily. Most of the people here came half-heartedly.

On the one hand, they did witness miracles happening, so they had a huge impact on universal concepts. But on the other hand, they also want to see what happens next. What if it's chicken eating...a slip of the tongue? What if it's true?

What's the difference between being a person without any ideas and being a salted fish?

At this moment, Mr. Besson suddenly raised the three-pronged candlestick in his hand, completely transformed into a middle-aged high school student, and made a strange roar hysterically.

Ah~! ! ! ~! Ah~! ~!

Everyone shook their heads, including Mr. Besson's young wife, who couldn't help frowning at this time. She felt that the messenger of God Baki had deceived her.

What about letting Besson make a will?

But suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the supposedly windless hall, blowing out the flames of all the candles here, plunging everything into darkness.

At the moment when the strange thing happened, no one could even react. However, just a few seconds later, the extinguished candle light was automatically ignited again.

"Fa...what happened?" A horrified voice sounded.

At this time, Mr. Besson suddenly shouted loudly, surprised, excited, high-pitched... His whole body was trembling, his head was raised, and he knelt on the ground suddenly as if he was possessed.

"Are you calling me?"

Above Mr. Besson's head, suspended in mid-air in the hall, everyone saw the messenger of God who appeared that day wearing a carnival mask and flying through the air.

"It really, really happened!"

"Oh my God...isn't this the one that lost Wia?"

At this time, Mr. Besson stood up suddenly and shouted angrily: "Ignorant sinners! Why don't you apologize in front of the angel of God! Do you want to bear the punishment of the omniscient and omnipotent God!"

Maybe it’s because Mr. Besson’s serious look frightened everyone, maybe it’s because this divine messenger has already demonstrated miraculous powers beyond scientific explanation, or maybe it’s because he wore this black robe and participated in this secret ritual, so the reason for fear appeared subconsciously... They knelt down timidly under the gaze of the suspended divine envoy.

At this time, the divine messenger suddenly looked towards Mr. Besson. Bucky was indeed looking at Mr. Besson at this moment.

Some of the conversations he had with the club maid more than ten minutes ago still appeared very clearly in Bucky's mind.

"What? Ceremony?"

"It's just the fantasy of a group of rich people. While they have great material wealth, they are very poor in spirit. You are very lucky, and you met Mr. Besson in critical condition... People are easily prone to mental illness at the moment of death. Awe of mystery.”

"Then what do I do?"

"You don't even have to do anything, just maintain your image. Leave the rest to Besson. Because you have already determined in your heart the relationship between the existence of the so-called omniscient and omnipotent God, he will automatically fill in a lot of ideas for you. Things. Even if you say something casually, he may interpret it for a long time and regard it as an oracle. As long as you use Besson well, you can quickly grow your church."

"That being said, it seems like it's really..."

The memory was taken back. When Bucky looked at Mr. Besson again, he was as happy as he was. Mr. Besson was rich, very rich, and he was still a middle school student. His friends were all rich. I heard that Secondary school is contagious.

The key is that these people are very rich, and the people they come into contact with are very rich! Everyone who joins the club in the future will be very rich!

Money, money, money! What else are labor and management doing? This way you can make money faster! !

mmp! Labor and management have turned over!

"Besson, I have sensed your piety."

With the help of the maid supporting him, Bucky is not worried at all, even if his mental power has just started and he can bless the ring three or four times a day until he is as tired as a dog.

"From today on, you are..." Bucky drawled his voice.

Mr. Besson's throat twitched, and he stared nervously at the messenger of God above his head. Finally, Bucky said slowly: "...he is my servant."

"Servant?" Mr. Besson was startled.

Bucky said calmly: "In my god's kingdom, everyone is my god's servant. I am the incarnation of my god in the world. As my servant, you are also a servant of god. As long as you are pious, , it will be able to be promoted to the Kingdom of God in the future.”

With that said, the Emerald Crown was activated, and a scene of auspicious bliss suddenly appeared on the entire ceiling. The maid said that this game could indeed form such a space in the end, but it would require him to gain enough power of faith to support it.

In addition, according to the original agreement signed with the club, Bucky only has the right to use this game for ten years. Once the ten years are up, he needs to renew it.

"God's Kingdom!"

The sound of exclamation sounded, and Bucky waved his hands. He couldn't sustain such a 'Kingdom of God' scene for long. If it weren't for the support of the maid's levitation power, he would have fallen to the ground tiredly.

"You, as Besson's servants, as long as you are pious enough, you can become God's servants in the future." Bucky landed slowly and said calmly: "Besson, come here and kiss my feet."

Without saying a word, Mr. Besson lowered his head and kissed Bucky's shoes.

Bucky put his hand on Besson's forehead, and his palm shimmered with light. Mr. Besson looked like he was enjoying himself. When he stood up, his complexion was rosy and energetic, as if he had become several years younger in an instant.

"God's envoy... we..." Everyone hesitated.

Bucky said calmly: "Besson, prepare a place for me to rest. Tomorrow, I will choose three of your servants to bless them, so that they can feel the grace of my god."

Besson was overjoyed and quickly arranged accommodation.

After that, Mr. Besson, who had been promoted to a servant of the God's Envoy, looked at everyone present, "Everyone, I feel better than ever now, and my body seems to have a steady stream of strength..."

As he spoke, Mr. Besson suddenly held a coffee table in the hall with both hands. The coffee table was carved from marble. It was very luxurious and heavy. However, Mr. Besson easily lifted the coffee table and threw it away. .

Bang!

The heavy impact sound caused the entire villa to shake slightly.

"...So, everyone, why don't you come over quickly, kiss my feet, and become my servants?"

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A continuous and very neat sound sounded.

When Caroline woke up, there was a movie projector in front of her. The film flashed before Caroline's eyes at high speed. She looked around suspiciously and found that she was in a narrow room.

She's not alone.

In front of her, you can see a figure from behind... it should be a man. Recalling the scene before she fell into coma, Caroline subconsciously became nervous.

The mysterious guy who had captured him was watching the movie on the screen in front of him, seemingly in a daze.

Caroline moved her body subconsciously. She was not tied up by this mysterious man, but was just placed on the ground casually.

Because of the move, Caroline accidentally mentioned the cabinet next to her. The mysterious man must have reached the gap and tilted his head slightly.

Under the bright light of the player, Caroline couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but she heard the other person's hoarse voice, "Are you awake?"

"You...who are you?" Caroline looked around and asked nervously: "Where is this place! Why did you want to catch me?"

The man continued to watch the movie in front of him and said slowly: "This was originally an auditorium, and later it became a venue for film and drama club activities... As for who I am. I am... the person who originally sat in dormitory 403."

Dormitory 403.

Caroline frowned. She felt that this number was unusually familiar. Suddenly, Caroline remembered where dormitory 403 was!

That was apparently where she had been living for the past two days.

"You...are you Arnold's classmate?" Caroline was extremely surprised.

In the two days since she moved into the dormitory, she had never seen Arnold's classmate at all, but... why did this person appear quietly at night?

"How much do you know about 'Arnold'?" The mysterious man tilted his head slightly again and asked.

Caroline stood up, then reached out and quietly picked up a roll of movie film on the table, looking at the place warily.

"If it weren't for me, you would have been discovered by the people in Boston, because you didn't know that they still had people outside to look after you. If you just left like this... I'm afraid you would be in a very dangerous situation now. Even so, you still Are you going to attack me?"

Caroline took two steps back, "But you...but why are you helping me?"

"Why?" The man stood up slowly and turned to face Caroline.

At this time, Caroline could clearly see the appearance of this person, or in other words, she was so frightened by this appearance that she dropped the film plate in her hand to the ground.

There were many bandages wrapped around his head, and some of the exposed skin looked dry and wrinkled, as if he had experienced severe burns. His voice was hoarse and low, like the roar of a devil, which made Caroline's scalp tingle. numb.

"...Because you and I have a common enemy." The man pointed at his face, "The reason why I am like this is because of those two brothers!"

"You mean, Arnold and...Hailey?" Caroline opened her mouth in shock.