blogombal Chapter 172 Fool 2
Chapter 172 Fool 2
next day
Jiang Jiao and the other two arrived at the morning meeting that the middle-aged man mentioned.
In a desolate wilderness, there is an ancient and dilapidated temple. The statue in the square stands like a ghost. The erosion of time has made it look vicissitudes, and the broken walls seem to tell of its former glory and honor.
The temple was surrounded by thick fog, lingering like a veil, making everything look hazy and mysterious, as if hiding endless secrets.
Under the instigation of those with ulterior motives, the sea tribe struggled in hardship and confusion. The lack of resources and the threat of war were like a heavy haze hanging over people's hearts, making them full of despair for the future.
And at this moment, the so-called great protector appeared. He appeared quietly like a ghost in the darkness, and his bewitching voice echoed in the air.
He stood on the high platform, his cunning eyes like a flickering strange light, and there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, which was creepy.
He spoke eloquently, using gorgeous and exaggerated words to weave the sect's beautiful vision and portrayed the false happiness as dreamy, like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky, empty and ethereal.
He was secretly pleased with himself and was thinking about how to further manipulate these people.
"Come on, join us!" The Great Protector stood on the high platform and shouted excitedly. His eyes swept across the crowd below, with greed and desire flashing in his eyes.
He slowly stretched out his right hand and made an inviting gesture to the crowd, as if showing them a path to endless resources and glory.
His words were like a spell, echoing in the air, stimulating everyone's nerves. People in the audience began to whisper and discuss, some of them showed excitement on their faces, as if they were moved by the words of the great protector; while others seemed hesitant and skeptical about this sudden temptation.
Seeing this, the Great Protector raised his lips slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He knew that these people all had a desire for power, resources, and status in their hearts, and with just a little incitement, they would go crazy.
Then, he continued, "Imagine that you will no longer suffer from poverty and will no longer be oppressed by others. Follow me, and you will become the master of the world and enjoy endless life and magical power!"
His voice was full of temptation, making people's hearts beat faster. Gradually, some people who were still watching began to get excited. They looked at each other, then took a step and walked towards the platform. More and more people were influenced and joined in, forming a huge flow of people.
"Is this really what we want?" a man said hesitantly, with a confused look on his face. His brows were furrowed, his heart was full of struggle, and one hand unconsciously clenched and unclenched.
"Don't listen to him, these are all lies!" another man shouted, his eyes full of fear, his body trembling slightly, as if he was trying his best to resist such temptation.
"But who doesn't want that wonderful life?" someone else murmured to himself, his eyes wandering, lost in fantasies about the future, his feet moving forward involuntarily.
In the gloomy temple, dim light poured through the broken windows, and shadows on the walls bared their fangs and claws like ghosts. The air was filled with a decayed smell, mixed with a faint mysterious fragrance, which made people intoxicated and dizzy.
The people in the audience gradually became confused, like puppets without souls. Their hearts began to waver, they were bewitched by the illusory beauty, and gradually lost themselves.
They flocked to the platform like a tide, eager to become a member of the sect. Some people were pushed forward in hesitation, with confused and fearful expressions on their faces, struggling between desire and fear in their hearts, and were full of contradictions.
Some people clenched their fists, their nails dug deep into their palms, their hearts filled with fear of the unknown and dissatisfaction with the status quo. But the illusory beauty was like a spell that they could not break free of.
Jiang Jiao felt that something was wrong with the situation.
"Be careful, the smell here is not right, hold your breath and concentrate." Leng Fengquan sent a message to the two of them.
Jiang Jiao and Long Jingxing looked at each other and understood what was going on. They quickly adjusted their facial expressions and body states, making themselves look like they were really drugged by the air, with crazy and distorted expressions on their faces.
Their eyes became blurred and dazed, as if they had lost their minds; all of this was so realistic that it was difficult to tell whether it was real or fake.
Soon, the Dharma protectors' men were able to manipulate the situation skillfully, using various means to control people's thoughts and actions, sometimes using coercion and inducement, sometimes using sweet words, to trap people in a situation from which they could not extricate themselves.
The guardian stood high up, watching all this with cold eyes, thinking about the next plan in his mind. His eyes revealed a hint of sinisterness and cunning, as if everything was under his control.
After the guardian made sure that everyone was under control, he waved his hand secretly and a dark shadow appeared.
"The Lord has just sent us a mysterious and precious material. It is said that it has extraordinary power and can help people stabilize their minds and calm their emotions. This magical material is as rare as a treasure bestowed upon us by God!
You immediately convey this to the group of people in charge of the research, asking them to go all out to deeply explore the mysteries of this material and try to find the most effective way to apply it to medicine people.
We must ensure that the mental state of these drug users is completely stable and they cannot fall into an uncontrollable manic state. This will not only make it difficult to control the situation, but may also bring unexpected dangers and losses. Therefore, this mission is extremely important and cannot be sloppy or slack!
Tell those who are doing the research to carefully prepare the drug formula, accurately control the dosage and method of use. At the same time, closely observe the reactions and changes of the people taking the drugs, and adjust the plan in time to ensure that they can successfully stabilize their consciousness in the end. If they die, replace them with another batch.
Only in this way can we better control these medicine men and make them powerful and reliable tools in our hands! Go. "
After the Great Protector arranged all this, he went back relaxed. There was also a "saint" newly brought to the room by his servants. She should be a little beauty. The Great Protector laughed lewdly and prepared to go back and enjoy her.