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"Do you have any plans?" K understood what Han Xiaodong meant. He wanted to rescue those who went astray before destroying the creator.

This sounds like a crazy idea, because no one knows whether those people who were taken away have been completely assimilated.

And how many of them had to join the Creator because of the war, and how many of them really agreed with the Creator's ideas, it's hard to tell.

Among the tens of thousands of people, it is almost impossible to take away the repentant and leave the pious. No matter how you think about it, it is an impossible task.

"I don't know." As K expected, Han Xiaodong shook his head helplessly.

He naturally knows the difficulty, but as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he also wants to give it a try. The question now is, where is the hope?
"Let's go back and ask. Baige can give us some support in terms of intelligence." K couldn't persuade Han Xiaodong to let go of this crazy idea, so he could only help him find a way to solve the current problem.

With a hmm, Han Xiaodong got up to leave, and suddenly remembered that there were two panting guys. He turned his eyes and came to the bearded man first.

The bearded man was stuck in the earthen wall, his face pressed against the wall, motionless, Han Xiaodong sized him up a few times, suddenly his eyes flashed, and he slapped him hard.

Hearing a crackling sound, the bearded man immediately opened his eyes, covered half of his swollen face, and yelled at Han Xiaodong in the local dialect.

"What did he say?" Han Xiaodong couldn't understand what he said at all, so he asked K to translate.

"A very rare native language. I'm analyzing his language and translating it to you. Now I need to sample it. You'd better not let him stop." K's tone was a little blunt, and he seemed to be stumped by this native language , which made him somewhat helpless, obviously this language was not in his language database.

Hearing K's order, Han Xiaodong could only helplessly listen to the bearded man gesticulating and talking in panic, without interrupting him.

As he was talking, the bearded man seemed to understand that Han Xiaodong couldn't understand his own words, so he stopped suddenly.

Before K gave the signal, seeing the bearded man stop, Han Xiaodong swung his hand round and slapped the bearded man again in an instant.

The bearded man was beaten into a dazed face, until he saw Han Xiaodong gesturing to continue and threatening him to "continue" viciously, then reluctantly began to speak in the local language.

Han Xiaodong stared as if staring at the prisoner, and the bearded man spoke as if confessing his crime. It lasted for more than ten minutes, and K finally gave the message:

"Okay, my sampling is over."

"Oh? What did he say just now?" Han Xiaodong asked K quietly while staring at the bearded man.

"Well... I won't talk about the previous ones. He just kept asking if you can understand English. If you can understand, he can communicate with you in English. If you insist on asking him to use native language, he will also You can go on and on."

K's voice sounded like a dedicated translator, but Han Xiaodong almost choked to death on his own saliva.

"Que?"

He yelled out in surprise. After working so hard for a long time, this guy can actually speak English. Isn't this just nonsense?
Hearing Han Xiaodong yell out a word, the bearded man felt relieved, and said in broken English: "Sir, don't kill me, I will tell you whatever you want."

This guy actually woke up a long time ago, but what happened just now had a great impact on him. The prophet is certainly powerful, but compared with the wonders created by Han Xiaodong, it is too far behind. As for the guide, he was directly bombarded It became powder.

The bearded man with such heaven-defying power has never seen it before, so he simply chose to pretend to be dead, hoping to be ignored, but he didn't expect that he couldn't hide in the end, so he could only keep begging for mercy with a panicked face.

"Did you hear what I said to that guy just now?" Han Xiaodong pointed to the place where the guide stood before, and now there is only a piece of powdery wreckage left.

The bearded man nodded frantically, indicating that he had heard everything.

"Is what he said true or false? Did he hide anything?" Han Xiaodong squinted his eyes, looked at the bearded man viciously, made his hair stand on end, and shook his head crazily like a rattle.

Up to this point, the answer is still within Han Xiaodong's expectations. He thinks the guide's words are very credible, so he is not too suspicious, just ask the bearded man to confirm.

"Then let me ask you, every time the Prophet goes to see the people above you, are you the bodyguards?" Han Xiaodong saw that the bearded man was quite frightened, so he didn't wait for him to take the initiative to speak, and kept asking questions.

The bearded man shook his head crazily again, and he kept explaining in English with some local dialects mixed in.

At this time, K finally provided an accurate simultaneous translation.

The bearded man said that he heard part of their previous conversation, but he didn't hear the first half, so some things didn't match, and he could only say what he knew.

Listening to the bearded man chattering, Han Xiaodong is also involved in a lawsuit. Because of Dongmenjie's relationship, many of the founder's magic soldiers and generals can speak Chinese, which makes him take it for granted that the founders all speak Chinese. , but now it seems that this is not the case, at least the guy in front of him can only speak local language and a little English, and he does not know which village the founder found such a treasure.

In desperation, Han Xiaodong could only briefly talk to this person about the conversation between himself and the guide, and then asked the question again.

This time, the bearded man who had clearly figured out the cause and effect immediately nodded and explained quickly: "We will only escort the prophet to the pick-up point, and then we will be replaced by divine soldiers, and then we only need to wait for the prophet to come back at the pick-up point." That's fine, I don't know anything else."

This point was also mentioned in the previous conversation with the guide, and now the bearded man also said the same, which made Han Xiaodong believe a lot about it.

At the same time, he also heard a hint of something that interested him from the bearded man's words, so he deliberately pretended to be dubious and deceived him:
"Then tell me, what do the divine soldiers look like?"

The bearded man didn't expect Han Xiaodong to ask such a detailed question, he hesitated for a long time, and then said with a very ugly face:
"That...Actually...Actually, they are all very ordinary people. The magic soldiers who come here are different every time. Sometimes they are Easterners, sometimes they are Westerners, and sometimes they look like locals. .

There was nothing special about their attire, they looked no different from passers-by on the street, and they didn't seem to have any special skills. They just took the prophet and drove away directly in the car prepared in advance.As for where the car went, I don't know. "

The answer sounded like he hadn’t said it, but Han Xiaodong was [-]% sure that the bearded man hadn’t lied to him, because the name Shenbing sounded like it should be mysterious.

But Han Xiaodong just happened to know that these guys were ordinary people, without uniforms and characteristics, and they would be lost if thrown into the crowd. Can't be invented.

"Then where is your pick-up point?" Han Xiaodong further confirmed that the bearded man was indeed frightened and would not lie, and it was this seemingly useless news that hid a core problem.

"On Atura Avenue, two streets east of the original city hall, there is a farmers' market, which is now open once a week, where you can buy some daily-use items.

We always send the Prophet at the busiest time. He usually goes there when the market opens during the day and returns when the market closes in the afternoon.

Only today is an exception, the prophet was summoned urgently, as if... seems to have something to do with you. "

The bearded man didn't say that Han Xiaodong also knew why the Prophet was called away. It seemed that he was already being watched as soon as he arrived here.

He didn't care much about these things. After hearing what the bearded man had said, he raised his hand and slashed at his neck, knocking him out.

Looking at this dilapidated temple full of dead bones and charred ashes, Han Xiaodong exhaled softly, and said leisurely:
"Okay, let's go to the pick-up point and see if we can find something useful."