Chapter 183 Incarnation of Gods (2 in 1, please subscribe to the monthly duck)

   Soon, many survivors came with a pile of scrap metal, most of which were weapons that could no longer be used.

   For these weapons, the staff at the exchange point did not care.

   The guild leader told them long ago that they did not distribute the rice to get the survivors’ firearms at all.

   Rather, it is about getting these survivors to accept the order they established.

   What's this called... The old man who got drunk isn't for alcohol?

The    redemption work was going well, many people had finished weighing their firearms and came to the redemption point with great anticipation, waiting for the staff to put rice into bags for them.

   However, at this moment, a large speaker was taken out, and the recording inside began to play.

   is exactly what the staff told Jack and the others just now.

   As long as you give up all your weapons, you can live in a safe area planned by the Mutual Rescue Association and be protected by armored forces...

  The survivors looked at each other, but they understood the situation better.

   So these mysterious people also provide security services?

  Under the persuasion of the recording, and with Jack as an example, many people were tempted and decided to gamble.

   There are also some people who scoff at it.

   They only trust the guns in their hands.

   They just want to trade a pile of junk for rice and hide.

   In addition to these people, there are some people who don’t even want to change. .

  What to change?

   Can't you just grab it directly?

   So, on the night after the end of the first day of exchange.

   The sound of fried beans and even explosions continued throughout San Francisco. Many houses collapsed because of this. The chaos lasted for several hours before being warned and suppressed by the armored troops sent by the Mutual Rescue Society to patrol the streets.

   Then came the next day.

  The number of survivors who chose to stay in the safe area has surged, and many of them still came to ask for help.

   After last night's city-wide shootout, most of the survivors knew what they were capable of.

   also knew that bullets have no eyes.

   They overestimate themselves.

  On the first day, only a hundred people stayed in the safe area.

   On the fifth day, the number of people had surged to 3,000 by the end of the exchange.

   This is most of the survivors in downtown San Francisco.

   These people were arranged to live in a community surrounded by armored forces and spent five peaceful days after a long absence.

  Jack, who joined the safe zone on the first day, was assigned to a separate old house where his wife and two daughters lived with him.

   And around his house, there are other survivors who have also been assigned houses.

   The whole community has been calm these days, so calm that no one dared to leave their home.

  Although it is now in a safe environment, and every street in the community is guarded by armored vehicles 24 hours a day, but the long-term inertia makes all survivors dislike being exposed to strangers.

   So for the past five days, the Jack family lived a life of praying and thanking God every day, then cooking, then cooking, and then continuing to cook.

   It's not that they are too rice buckets, it's just that the rice is too fragrant.

   The complexion of their family of four has turned ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye in the past few days, which is much more normal than before.

  Especially Jack and his wife have not eaten normal food for more than ten years.

  When the family cooks meals every day, they can't help but shed some tears and adjust the seasoning when they think of the days when they used to eat rat wild vegetables as a big meal.

   For such a day, both the Jack family and other survivors are satisfied, and some even think that it is not bad to fill their mouths with white rice and then die like this.

   But the days of cooking at home obviously cannot go on forever.

   The day after the official end of the food exchange.

   All the survivors were called out. According to the rules set earlier, it was time for this time and space to enter the stage of organizational reconstruction.

The reconstruction of the    organization was handled by Robert, and Zhang Tianyuan and others did not interfere.

  Because Robert already has experience in the legendary time and space, he can quickly bring up a group of backbones.

  Although the two time and space are different, as long as both sides speak English, it is not a big problem.

  According to the convention before the end, Robert implemented an electoral system and gave all those who wanted to participate three days to prepare.

   And the final result was beyond Zhang Tianyuan's expectations.

  Because in the end it was Cultist Jack who won.

   This old man was a **** at one word, and he actually won the position of the community representative with an absolute advantage.

   Until then, Zhang Tianyuan didn't realize that most of the 3,000 survivors were believers.

   Or the cruel life forced them to become believers.

   They can only get a little psychological comfort from religion.

   Zhang Tianyuan held a simple inauguration ceremony for Jack in public with a strange look, and congratulated them on the establishment of the community self-governance organization.

  Although a high-ranking cultist challenges his cognition a bit, this is the choice of the three thousand survivors, and Zhang Tianyuan will not object to this.

  After the inauguration ceremony, he also presented gifts to community self-care organizations on behalf of Mutual Rescue Society headquarters and all branches—

   One hundred tons of dried earthworms from the wandering time and space, which have durian, spicy, spicy and other flavors…

   These are all sponsored by Wandering Time and Space.

  Sun Deyi never thought before that there is still room for export of this special product of their time and space.

   Moreover, after Tan Mingda and the others learned about it in detail, they felt that this kind of high-protein, high-yield and cheap food was very suitable for their reserve food, so they decided to import it.

   He even talked to Sun Deyi about the import of large-scale earthworm farming technology...

  Although the economic and trade organization has not officially opened, this is barely the first transaction of the economic and trade organization.

   So Sun Deyi, who was inspired by Tan Mingda, decided to try it in North America in this time and space.

   And from the results, it seems, not bad?

  Although Zhang Tianyuan clearly informed that these shriveled strips were dried earthworms, the survivors who had eaten a meal of mice thought it was a feast obviously did not think earthworms were disgusting things.

   After the inauguration ceremony, each person held a packet in their hands, just like eating spicy strips, they didn’t know how fragrant they were.

   Even the old people of old times like Jack liked it with relish. It's hard to imagine that they were a group of people who were used to eating fried chicken and steak more than ten years ago.

   For this situation, Zhang Tianyuan thinks it is quite good.

   At least you have not eaten white rice for a few days before you start to be picky eaters, right?

  People have to go through hard times before they know how to cherish them.

The    celebration is not over yet, and the survivors who gradually break down the barriers rarely let down their guards and start talking to each other.

   But Jack was called out by Robert.

  The two went to other rooms.

   On the way, Robert took the initiative to say:

   "Jack, everything is on track now, your life is going back to normal, and your management organization is in place, so I think it's time for some things to be explained to you."

  Jack looked at him suspiciously. In the past few days, the two of them got along well, and they were already good friends.

   "What's the matter?"

  “About our origins…”

  Jack reacted suddenly.

   They really don't know the identities of Robert these people.

   An army and powerful equipment of unknown origin.

   Strange flags, and strange people, and their leader is a very young oriental.

   He had previously speculated that these men were the re-formed United Nations.

   But these features are completely inconsistent with the style of the United Nations in memory.

   On the contrary, Robert and others often call themselves "Mutual Rescue Association"...

   Thinking of this, Jack immediately woke up: "Is it about the 'Mutual Rescue Association'?"

   "Are you a reclusive organization? Like the legendary Freemasonry?"

  Robert shook his head with a smile, his slightly dark skin seemed sincere:

   "It's not what you think, we are not a hidden organization. Our full name is "Parallel Space-Time Mutual Rescue Association", and we have been committed to saving mankind from disasters in the multiverse."

   "The Mutual Rescue Society has carried out rescue operations in four parallel dimensions so far. You are the fifth dimension, number 5."

  Jack stopped and stared at Robert suspiciously.

   And Robert smiled, showing a row of big white teeth, he stretched out his hand and said:

   "Let's get to know each other again, I'm Robert Neville, from the 2nd dimension, a world that has suffered from a virus disaster, where I am the president of the North American Mutual Rescue Society."

  Jack held his hand tremblingly, as if to utter a word with all his strength: "Really?"

   "Of course." Robert pointed to the black armored vehicles on the side of the road, "See those vehicles?"

   "That's from plane 4, their plane is being threatened by a solar crisis. But they don't want to sit still, so they're running a crazy plan, they're going to push the earth away..."

  The two walked to their destination again, while Robert kept introducing Jack to other time and space.

  Jack can't help but exclaim "MyGod" every time he listens to a paragraph.

  Robert looked at him as if he had accepted the existence of the Mutual Salvation Society, and suddenly felt that the believers were not completely bad, at least for some extraordinary things, they were more likely to believe than ordinary people.

   His saliva can also save a lot.

   The two walked all the way to the station where the Mutual Rescue Association was stationed, a small building that was heavily protected.

  Jack knows that many people from the Mutual Rescue Society usually live here.

  Robert led him into the hall.

As soon as the    foot stepped in, Jack couldn't walk.

  Because he saw that in the middle of the hall, a black portal stood miraculously, and many skinny people were slowly walking out of it.

   These people seem to appear out of nowhere.

   "This is the time-space tunnel, the basis for our mutual rescue will travel through parallel time and space, controlled by our president."

   "The people who came out are slaves who were rescued by us before. They have undergone medical examinations in the 4th time and space, and those who came back are all healthy, and these people will be handed over to you to manage."

  Robert continued to talk for a long time on the side, only to realize that Jack never answered his words.

   He turned his head to look, only to find that the believer next to him had already thumped and knelt on the ground at some point, praying silently...

   This is the kneeling ceremony for blessing or repentance in the sect.

This…

  Robert covered his face, trying to pull Jack up before everyone noticed.

   Who knew that this person's knees were like roots growing on the ground, and they couldn't be pulled up at all.

   Until all the freed slaves returned from the 4th time and space, Jack was praying silently.

   "What's the matter?" As soon as Zhang Tianyuan turned around, he saw an old white man kneeling facing his back. Goosebumps arose, and he hurriedly went to the other side to talk to Robert.

   In this regard, Robert can only spread his hands, indicating that he does not know what Jack is thinking.

   He is quite accomplished in the field of biological viruses, and he doesn't believe in any religion, so naturally he can't guess Jack's thoughts.

   The exchange between the two was not over yet. Jack, who had already finished praying, opened his eyes, found Zhang Tianyuan's position again, and came over by himself.

   Looking at the vague enthusiasm in his eyes, Zhang Tianyuan's eyelids couldn't help but jump, feeling a little bad.

   What happened next was as he expected.

   After Jack came to him, he was a human messenger, incarnation of a god, and thanked him for coming to the world and saving them these lost lambs...

   Zhang Tianyuan listened for a while before realizing that this Jack was treating him as a true **** in the world.

   And being disturbed by him like this, the slaves who had just returned to this time and space also gathered around.

  Compared to Jack, they had experienced the time and space tunnel firsthand, and Zhang Tianyuan ordered them to be rescued.

   Originally, they were full of gratitude to those who rescued them. Now that they saw Jack doing this, they immediately learned to kneel down and pray.

   It doesn't matter whether Zhang Tianyuan is a true **** or not, what matters is that they think he is.

   And looking at the people around him, Zhang Tianyuan vaguely felt that something extraordinary had awakened among these people...

   He suddenly regretted not interfering with Jack's election.

   It took almost an hour for these praying people to be persuaded to be taken away.

   Then Zhang Tianyuan looked at Jack, the "believer" who was staring at him fervently, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

   This is really a new experience in life.

   In the end, he just communicated with Jack briefly, understood the basic three views of this person, and let him leave after finding that he was already a fanatical believer.

   But the next day.

   Zhang Tianyuan realized that he had let go of a huge trouble.

  Because of what happened last night, with the integration of many ex-slaves into the community and Jack's publicity, the whole safety zone has already known about it.

   When Zhang Tianyuan reappeared, he discovered that there were already many believers in the community, but in less than a day, they had all turned into his followers...

   He walked in the safe zone as if he was walking in his own "kingdom of God".

   This is of course the credit of Jack and those former slaves.

  The people on both sides, preaching and testifying, quickly convinced the whole community of Mutual Salvation.

   Of course, what makes everyone believe is that he is the incarnation of a god...

   Ah ha ha, here comes the book

   "When Humanity Becomes a Natural Disaster"

   Pig Heart Shrimp, Zhu Bao's new masterpiece, the author of the old national style. At the beginning, I asked him to join me in opening a nationalist movement, creating greater glories and becoming bigger and stronger, but he was unwilling to kill him, and it was only until now that he opened the book.

   —

   Introduction: No one cared about this disaster at first. It was just an individual left over from a fleeing civilization, the last struggle of the loser, and the mutation of an individual.

   It wasn't until this disaster was relevant to everyone that they realized it was an unprecedented natural disaster.

   History is called the fourth natural disaster, also known as human beings.

    …

   Bai Xingjian came to an interstellar era, became the supreme commander of the pre-human civilization, and acquired a system called Terminal.

   It can summon a group of creatures called players from parallel time and space, and give them the possibility of transcending common sense and infinite evolution (upgrade).

   He has established a deep friendship with the players and sends the most sincere greetings every day.

   "Soldier, there are still many tasks to be done today, so I can't rest now."

   In reality, you will be madly squeezed by 996, and here you will volunteer 007 for the revival of mankind.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)