Chapter 370 Brother Lowell strikes again
Because the Johnsons were exposed so quickly, they had no time to clear all traces of contact with their accomplices. The experienced Night Watchman and Agent Stanford thoroughly searched the couple's residence and found a lot of clues.
Before daybreak, all members of the Qinguan Blood Alliance, who were out in full force, and the small Blood Alliance players who shamelessly followed the big Blood Alliance to pick up meat, found a total of fifteen cultists.
What made the Night Watchmen feel fortunate but also made the players very dissatisfied was that... among the fifteen cultists, only three knew the content of the cult and obtained the "Seed of God", and the other twelve were only responsible for raising funds, finding and developing peripheral members.
The five people who knew the contents of the cult must not be allowed to live, and the other twelve will be locked up forever - this time the City Hall has no intention of snatching prisoners from the Night's Watch. The player hands over the remaining survivors to the Public Security Department, and the Public Security Department then hands them over to the Night's Watch.
In addition... because of the participation of players, it is natural that the Night Watchmen were unable to recover the "Seed of the Evil God".
The five divine crystals, which would cause serious accidents wherever they ended up, were all taken away by the undead and handed over to Yang Qiu's projection clone who stayed in the Lord's Mansion in Dutata City the next day.
At noon in the alien world, when the players who had been playing all night were logging off to go to work or school, in the lord's mansion, a dumbfounded Kingsley sat opposite Yang Qiu's projection, their eyes fixed on the five evil god's crystals neatly arranged on the velvet cloth on the table.
"Throw them all into the Collapsed Demon Realm?" This was the first reaction that came to Kingsley's mind after he recovered from the shock.
Divine Crystal is a good thing, it can allow people to quickly obtain the blessings of God and become extraordinary; but this thing comes from the evil god "Eternal Sleeper", which is a nightmare... Who in a normal state would be willing to become a monster polluted and controlled by the will of an insane evil god?
Yang Qiu, who was controlling the projected clone remotely while still in the royal capital, was also hesitating.
These five divine crystals have about the same "volume" as half of an ancient god's tentacles. If put together, they can barely squeeze out a bit of the ancient god's evil power.
The reason why Yang Qiu can control the space-time rift leading to the earth and transport void breath from the void is because of the ancient god's tentacle that he once assimilated and devoured - although he still hasn't figured out which ancient god this ancient god's tentacle came from, there is no doubt that the ancient god's former priesthood must be related to spatial power.
The evil energy of the "Eternal Sleeper"... Compared with the risk of assimilation and devouring, the cost-effectiveness is really not high, and Yang Qiu is a little disdainful of it.
The full name of "Eternal Sleeper" is "The Eternal Sleeper in the Sea", an old god who exchanged eternal darkness for eternal life. He was once the guardian of shadows and sleep, worshipped by some assassins, and ranked among the gods of the ancient walkers.
The reason this ancient god was exiled was... because he was defeated by the Lord of Storms.
As a spellcaster, Yang Qiu really couldn't think of a reason to risk losing control to obtain a trace of the evil energy of the ancient assassin god - even if he had already been targeted by a certain ancient god of the void and had a lot of debts to worry about, there was no reason for him to merge everything into his own soul, right?
"This should be the last time that the Eternal Sleeper has the chance to project its influence onto the material plane. It would be a bit of a waste to just abandon it. Let's put it away for now."
After careful consideration, the projection clone controlled by Yang Qiu shook his head and collected the five divine crystals of the Eternal Sleeper with the hands of a mage.
"I have to remind you that the people of the Gold Coin Church watched helplessly as your undead took away the favor of the 'Eternal Sleeper'. If the followers of the 'Eternal Sleeper' cause trouble in Adler again, the priests will definitely put the blame on you." Kingsley looked at him sideways.
Yang Qiu said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, those guys won't have a second chance."
"Where does this inexplicable confidence of yours come from?" Kingsley asked puzzledly.
"Because there is a group of people who are probably the most experienced in dealing with cults in the world, and they are ready to fight back." Yang Qiu smiled at his teacher.
Before Kingsley could continue asking questions, Yang Qiu had already withdrawn his will, and the projection clone, which had been vivid and lifelike, instantly became stiff.
Kingsley: "...Who taught you this bad habit of leaving half of what you say?!"
At this time, Zhao Zhenzhen had been teleported to Westram to discuss the new radio drama script with Brother Lowell.
"No! Absolutely not!"
In the big house of Westram, Brother Lowell, who was wearing a loose house robe and immersed in the literary works of the other plane (Earth) all day long, shook his head when he learned the purpose of the undead lady in front of him: "Excuse me, ma'am, you don't understand how much disaster ordinary people's curiosity can bring. The orthodox sects on the Nabaron continent have tried their best to block the information of the cult, but they still can't prevent the endless cult disasters. How can you openly promote the cult to ordinary people?"
"It is precisely because people know nothing about cults that they are easily deceived by the cultists, monk." Zhao Zhenzhen said seriously, "I personally checked the missionary tactics written by the 'Eternal Sleepers' cultists. This group of lunatics who have been lurking in Adler Territory for a hundred years have still developed a set of clever words to lure people in, even though the Gold Coin Church has repeatedly attacked them, and they know how to accurately select and deceive their targets."
"People are completely defenseless against their deceptive rhetoric, but they clearly know how to deceive people more directly and effectively, which is equivalent to putting people on a completely unequal position with the cultists. It's like we teach children to be wary of bad people, but we don't tell them how bad people will deceive them and how they will hurt them. How can children guard against bad people? Bad people won't put a bad guy expression on their foreheads when they come into contact with children. Children don't even know who is a bad guy and who is a good guy!"
Brother Lowell choked suddenly.
"The methods used by cultists to deceive ordinary people are actually very crude. Their rhetoric is not worth mentioning, and their tricks are not technically advanced at all." Zhao Zhenzhen continued, "But some people will be fooled. Why? Because ordinary people rarely come into contact with such sinister people, and the people around them cannot teach them how to guard against cultists. Most of those who have been bewitched by cultists have lost their lives. As the administrator , you should fill this gap."
Brother Lowell still couldn't agree and shook his head, saying, "You think too simply, Madam Undead. Do you think the people in the church don't do this? The night watchmen everywhere are actually doing this, but the effect is not as good as you think."
"I know that the Night Watchmen of the Gold Coin Church will publish notices on cracking down on cultists in newspapers and expose some of the cultists' methods of deceiving people, but this is not enough." Zhao Zhenzhen said, "The newspaper as a propaganda channel alone is not enough. The information about cults disclosed by the Night Watchmen is far from rich enough to make people have a clear and definite understanding of cults. We must further strengthen the propaganda efforts and sink the propaganda field."
Brother Lowell was somewhat annoyed by Zhao Zhenzhen's stubbornness, and said angrily: "Even if we really follow your method, will it work? Will it prevent people from being bewitched by the cultists again?"
"Of course not." Zhao Zhenzhen said frankly.
There is no fairy tale that a phenomenon can be eliminated simply by official propaganda.
Even on Earth, even among the Chinese people who have generally received nine years of compulsory education, the Chinese government has been earnestly promoting anti-pornography, gambling and drugs, warning against telecommunications fraud, and men not to have fruitless chats and women not to make fake orders... there are still countless people who are lured into the abyss of pornography, gambling and drugs, there are still people who actively send money to the scammers, and there are still fruitless chats and fake orders.
Brother Lowell was about to make some sarcastic remarks, but Zhao Zhenzhen said sincerely, "But as long as we do our best to spread the word, there will always be people who can be warned and be on guard when being deceived. Even if only one person can be saved, it will prove that our work is meaningful and valuable."
Brother Lowell silently swallowed his sarcastic words.
"Well," Brother Lowell sighed, "I really can't do anything with you... What kind of script do you want me to write?"
Zhao Zhenzhen quickly took out the plot outline she had prepared...
The biggest reason for asking Brother Lowell to write the script is that the scripts written by writers on Earth do not quite conform to the public aesthetics of this world.
Of the three radio dramas launched by Innadelli Radio, the popular "Our Struggle" and "The Legend of Susan" were both written by Brother Lowell, but the rural-style long series written by Earth Writers has always been tepid. Even local farmers only listen patiently to learn agricultural knowledge from them...
December ended, the alien world's calendar turned to the new year 1033, and the Earth time also came to July.
With the arrival of summer vacation for students, players are online at their peak all day long. Whether it is the large-scale outdoor exploration groups deep in the Tarantan Wasteland, or the various monster spawning maps and main city maps, the number of active undead has increased suddenly.
For the residents of Dutata City, the undead whooshing through the streets from time to time has become a fixed sight... Just like the former residents of Westram Town and Innadri City, they are also in a passive situation where they are powerless to resist, and have gradually evolved from endurance and acceptance to becoming accustomed to it.
When the tourists from the capital disembarked at the port area, the locals could calmly introduce to these outsiders the popular places in the city to "watch" the dead - that's right, because Dutata City is close to the capital and shipping is convenient, taking a passenger ship downstream to "watch" the dead has become a fashionable entertainment activity for the wealthy in the capital.
Six days before the Winter Festival, a passenger ship bound for Moses Port docked in Duta City and planned to stay here for a day.
Some of the passengers on this passenger ship were from the royal capital, some were from the Taqia who were going to the Odysseus territory to spend the winter, and some were from the Nosk who were preparing to return home before the winter festival.
In the past, such large passenger ships would not dock in Dutata City, preferring to go to the town of Newin in Innadli Territory further downstream for supplies... The reason is very simple: the public security in Dutata City was really too bad.
Now, all the security risks in the city have been pulled out to build roads. You can hardly find a few thieves at the end of a street. The local gangs that specialize in extorting foreign passenger ships have disappeared without a trace. There are also non-famous attractions such as the Tarantan Ghost to watch, so passenger ships are naturally happy to come to the port for supplies.
Local merchants are extremely welcoming to foreign tourists who are willing to spend money, especially those from Wangdu and Norsk. Any tourist who disembarks and speaks fluent Wangdu or Norsk accents will be surrounded by groups of merchant receptionists and will be taken to their stores with great enthusiasm.
After getting off the ship, several middle-class couples from the capital who were traveling together were treated like the center of attention, a treatment that only nobles in the capital could enjoy. Amidst laughter and joy, they were invited into a high-end restaurant (directly operated by the Logistics Department) that had been , and groups of waiters surrounded them.
During the meal, there were not only talent shows but also restaurant staff handed over newspaper clippings with reports of the dead and a shopping route map for the Midtown area where you would definitely see the dead...
Along with the tourism services that were vigorously rectified by the City Hall, the channel number of Innadri Radio Station was also recognized by foreign tourists.
Like Innadri City, all public areas of Dutata City are equipped with loudspeakers, which broadcast the programs of Innadri Radio Station on time.
Middle-class travelers who paid to enjoy VIP treatment in high-end restaurants were reminded by the waiters in the restaurant when to listen to interesting programs, and were told that they could listen to them no matter where they were in the Rhine Kingdom, or even in the Norsk Federation...
