Volume 1 Glacial Relics Chapter 31: Priestess
Fortunately, the two men in black were lying on the ground and did not dare to look up, otherwise they would definitely see the wonderful expressions on the faces of Ke Lan and the other three.
"What...what's going on?" The hound took a few steps back, moved to Ke Lan's side, gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, and asked.
"I don't know either... I... I just followed what they said and answered casually..."
"You made that up?!" The Hound was stunned.
Ke Lan nodded. It seemed that this was correct. After all, the contents on the stone tablet were just a vague concept, and this code was really made up by him.
There are bound to be some discrepancies in the translation of texts between different countries, not to mention the prayers of the Alpha civilization, which cannot be described in human language at all... Rather than translating the inscription, it would be more appropriate to say that I am writing a composition based on the general meaning of the inscription.
Being able to guess correctly in this situation is simply like a blind cat catching a dead mouse.
"Um... are you guys planning to just lie on the ground like this?" Ke Lan looked at the two men in black who dared not move with a headache. The temperature was already very low, and the ground beneath their feet was as frozen as ice... He was not worried that the two guys would freeze to death, but if they wanted to die, they should not die in front of him.
If the other exiles in the settlement find out, I won't be able to explain it to them...
“We dare not get up unless the Prophet grants us forgiveness.” The men in black said in unison, with a slight tremor in their voices, it seemed that they were very cold.
Is this a psycho? He is almost frozen but still holding on? Or do all the charlatans among the exiles have a serious tendency to self-abuse? Ke Lan secretly complained.
"Okay, I grant you forgiveness, get up." Ke Lan had no choice but to go with the flow. He didn't know how long he could maintain his identity as a "prophet" that he had obtained inexplicably, but for now, the two men in black didn't seem to doubt the authenticity of this impostor at all.
But then again... could the "prophet" they were talking about also have the ability to read the language of the Alpha civilization? Otherwise, how could they use the prayers on the stone tablet as secret codes?
If this is the case, then there is another similar stone tablet, and the ability of the "prophet" may have been obtained from the other stone tablet?
"Thanks be to the greatness of God!" The two men in black hurriedly climbed up from the ground. In less than a minute, their cheeks had already turned blue and purple from the cold.
It was clearly me who asked you to get up, but you actually went to thank that true God... Ke Lan silently complained in his heart.
"Please come in, Lord Prophet." The two men in black finally realized that it would be more rude to let the "prophet" continue to stay outside in the cold than to not welcome him at all. They quickly pulled open the black door curtain, bowed and made a gesture of inviting him in.
"What should we do?" Ke Lan looked at the hound.
"What else can we do? Just go in. At least we won't freeze to death." The hound replied with the same look.
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After passing through the short door frame, Ke Lan and the others realized that calling this room a shack was really an injustice.
The environment inside the house was much cleaner than Ke Lan had expected. Although it was not as good as the conditions in the Ark, it was not easy to achieve this level in the settlement of exiles. Compared with the "pigsty" where slaves lived, this place was simply a paradise.
Walls built with polymer prefabricated panels alone are countless times stronger than those leaky plastic sheets.
The floor of the front hall was covered with a thick woven carpet. In the inner corner were two simple heaters made of iron sheets. A sturdy wooden low table was placed between the heaters. In the incense burner on the table was an object shaped like charcoal that was slowly burning.
There were several sacks piled up at the base of the wall. Judging from the outline of the sacks, they should be filled with canned food. The exile settlement had neither the ability nor the need to produce canned food, and these things were like luxury goods to them.
Several people, also wearing black robes, were prostrating themselves in front of a low table. They lowered their heads, muttered something, and looked extremely pious.
"What's burning in the incense burner is dream dates." Ivan whispered. Ke Lan was slightly startled. No wonder he felt a pleasant fragrance in the shack. It turned out that this thing was causing the trouble - like gray potatoes, dream dates are also native plants of Alpha. The juice extracted from fresh dream dates can be used to prepare a highly effective sedative, but it is highly addictive. If overdose is injected, it can also cause cardiac arrest.
In addition to being the main ingredient of sedatives, dream dates can also be made into incense. When burned, they release an aromatic substance that can relieve nervous tension and induce hypnosis, but if inhaled too much, it will produce a hallucinogenic effect.
On the Ark, both the dream date extract and the incense products obtained after dehydration have been officially included in the list of controlled drugs. If you want to get these things, there is no other way except the black market.
Brainwashing and drug taking... At this time, Ke Lan had already labeled this group of people as a "cult" in his mind ... Anyone who had anything to do with the word "cult" was either a lunatic or a conspirator, and he was not willing to deal with either of these two types of people.
This kick seemed to have led me into a pit ...
"The three of you please take a rest here. Lord Prophet, please come this way." Ke Lan was still thinking about how to get away, but a man in black had already brought him to the door of the inner room.
"You want me to go inside?"
"Yes...the High Priest is inside." The man in black bent over and said very respectfully.
Lord Priest?
Is there a so-called priest here? This might be exposed... Ke Lan couldn't help but get a little nervous.
Fortunately, the group of black-clad men did not ask them to disarm, and their guns were still on them. If a fight really broke out, these unarmed cult members should not pose any threat, right? It didn't look like they were carrying explosives or something like that under their thin black robes...
At this point, Ke Lan had no choice but to go in.
The layout of the inner room is a level higher than that of the outer room. An exquisite hammock is hung in the middle of the room, and an enchanting figure is kneeling on the edge of the hammock.
The priest mentioned by the man in black is a woman?
Ke Lan looked at the priest, and the other party was also looking at him at the same time.
The woman was wearing a thin black veil, and other than that, she was naked. The veil was very soft and perfectly outlined her charming figure. Combined with the fragrance of the dream dates incense in the air, Ke Lan's breathing couldn't help but speed up a little.
Looking up along the other person's tall, white neck, a white mask blocked Ke Lan's vision, preventing him from seeing the woman's true face.
"My Lord Prophet." The woman in black veil bowed slowly. Her voice was extremely soft and had a subtle temptation that made the hairs on Ke Lan's back stand up... Over the years, he had almost never been alone in a room with a woman, let alone such a nearly naked young woman.
Although her face was blocked by a mask, one could tell from her seductive eyes that this woman was absolutely a beauty. If she were in the old era, she might have been a monster that brought disaster to the country and the people.
What should I do now?
Ke Lan tried her best to divert her attention away from the beautiful body in front of her, and her brain began to think of countermeasures quickly...
Wait, did she just call me "Lord Prophet"? So even this priestess has never seen their "prophet"?
Then my identity should not be exposed yet...
Thinking of this, Ke Lan felt a little more at ease. He nodded at the woman with a stern face and squeezed out a "hmm" through his nose.
"The oracle conveyed to us by the prophet has been fulfilled. The wrath of the true God has destroyed the pagan warships, and the beasts of the true God have been released..."
Hmm? Ke Lan's eyebrows trembled. Wasn't this woman talking about the attack they had suffered? The wrath of the True God must be referring to the 'death ray' cannon, and the beast of the True God must be the thunder beast.
So, could it be that the true God that this cult organization believes in is the Alpha alien who has disappeared for tens of thousands of years ?
But... if we infer based on the content of that inscription, the true God should be someone else. After all... it's impossible for the Alpha aliens to believe in themselves, right?
Moreover, if his judgment is correct, then this cult organization should be the mastermind behind this series of attacks.
The transport plane crashed, they mistakenly entered the depths of the ruins, the battleship was attacked...it seemed that all the encounters that Ke Lan and his companions had were caused by them.
But what is their purpose?
Those who participated in the attack were not exiles, but the group of people who planned the attack were in the exile settlement, which means... some exiles still maintained contact with some people on the Ark. As for the bond between the two, it should be this "cult organization" whose name is unknown.
"This woman doesn't look like an exile..." Through the extremely thin black veil, Ke Lan's eyes swept over the priestess's skin again, but not only could he not find the disgusting sores and ulcers of radiation sickness patients, he couldn't even find the roughness of someone who had been wandering in the wilderness for years. That kind of delicate skin texture was not something an exile could possess.
Her fingers were very slender, with no calluses on the fingertips and palms, and her nails were round and shiny. To use an old saying, her "fingers are always clean". Not to mention the exiles, I'm afraid most of the women on the Ark don't have such a pair of beautiful hands.
This woman came from the Ark, and was from the upper class in the Ark.
But she is also the priestess of this "cult". If you put these two elements together...
This is not only a pit, but also a super big pit that is fatal!
