si-mexico Chapter 488
Chapter 488
Only then did Shen Bei realize that his mind was confused.
This shelter doesn't need to be used at all!
Shen Bei said calmly, "I'm sorry for disturbing you by neglecting it."
In Shen Bei's opinion, what on earth does a shelter that only needs elites need a second awakening potion?
What is an elite?
He must be a person with super powers!
Even someone like Shen Bei was not considered an elite in Edward's eyes.
They have extremely strict standards for the elite.
Edward didn't hesitate for too long. After weighing the pros and cons, he answered with great confidence, "Even though we don't need it, I will go and join in the fun."
Shen Bei: ...
join in the fun?
Just don't make trouble...
Regardless of whether Edward needs the second awakening potion, it seems undesirable to refuse him from participating in the sales meeting.
Shen Bei stood up and said goodbye.
Leave the white shelter.
Shen Bei planned to enter the next shelter clockwise.
I don't know who was kind enough to set up a wooden plank between the two Titans to make it easier to move around.
Shen Bei unscrewed his kettle and drank water while walking across the wooden board.
Maybe the wooden board was a little rotten, and it broke when he stepped on it, causing him to fall directly and fall into the sea with a splash.
"damn it……"
Shen Bei swam around before climbing onto the Titan. The water in the kettle in his hand drained out, and it was filled with astringent, bitter, and salty sea water.
Shen Bei was too lazy to pour it out, so he sealed the lid tightly and hung it on Shen Bei.
At this time, take a look.
Shen Bei was extremely surprised.
It felt like I was entering a grand...religious place.
Flags of various religions are hung everywhere.
And the things that are worshipped are also varied.
A monster with twisted tentacles.
It was similar to the tentacle monster he had seen on the island.
There are also distorted images of Buddha.
There are also Jesus, Allah and so on from the old times.
It's a complete mess, a complete religious hodgepodge.
This made Shen Bei extremely puzzled.
How could there be so many people in a shelter even if it was a religious one?
Shen Bei counted the flags hanging everywhere and found that there were almost a dozen unrelated religious elements.
"Sir, let me know about the Revelation Cult."
A middle-aged woman in a black robe stopped Shen Bei and looked him up and down. He was just an ordinary person, very good.
The middle-aged woman continued chattering, "Only God can save this world. When He descends, He will protect His believers."
Shen Bei tilted his head and asked curiously, "What do you believe in?"
"The real God Planarian."
The middle-aged woman slowly raised her head, her brown eyes shining like sapphire crystals.
Her skin is pale and she looks white, but her face has some yellow features.
Probably a mixed race.
In the old era, transportation was developed and the yellow race took root all over the world. After entering the new era, order collapsed and transportation was paralyzed.
It is understandable that people of different races who have ended up in various shelters can only live together.
Shen Bei touched his chin: "Turbellarian? ...Will he come?"
The middle-aged woman nodded with great certainty.
"Why didn't he come when the famine came?"
"Sir, you don't need to doubt this. It's because the believers are not sincere enough."
What a panacea.
If the bishop descends, it is said that he has done a great job; if he does not descend, it is said that the believers are not strong enough.
Shen Bei's frown relaxed slightly: "Are you trying to recruit people?"
"This is an invitation," the middle-aged woman replied sincerely, "an invitation to be saved."
"But I see that—"
Shen Bei pointed at the distorted Buddha portrait: "This one suits my taste more."
"That's heresy!" The middle-aged woman suddenly became angry. She gritted her teeth and said firmly, "They emphasize suffering, while we advocate sincere prayer and communication."
Shen Bei's face was as calm as usual, and he only managed a slight smile: "Then I can also look into other religions, and I don't necessarily have to choose planarians."
The middle-aged woman squinted her eyes and looked at him slyly: "I can invite you to visit our church, and then you can make a decision."