Working Prophet.

Li Yu let go of the sperm whale, which made Taylor lose interest in the next hunt.

After that, she hunted down a few sharks casually, and controlled the king squid to return to Neverland.

When he re-swimmed into the lagoon on the island, the familiar feeling of dizziness came again.

Li Yu opened his eyes, and found that he had returned to the big white egg that he sat in before, and at the same time, the cavity fluid in it was continuously decreasing.

Until the last piece of cavity fluid disappeared, only the remaining water stains on the ground reminded him that what happened just now was not a dream.

A moment later, the gate of the white dome was lifted upwards, and Li Yu walked out from inside.

He looked to the other side, and Taylor just stood up from his seat, and said calmly.

"It's getting late, you should go back."

Li Yu nodded, "Thank you for your invitation tonight. This is indeed an unprecedented and extraordinary experience."

Taylor opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of beer, "You're welcome, you are an excellent employee of the company, and you will know this kind of thing sooner or later, I just let you see it in advance."

Li Yu walked to the door, but stopped suddenly, "Director Taylor, can I ask one more question?"

"Let's talk." Taylor said, taking a sip of his cold beer.

"The king squid possessed by our consciousness, what will happen to its own consciousness?"

Taylor raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about the consciousness of those people you resurrected with [Reincarnation Bell]?"

"They died before being possessed by the new consciousness."

"The same is true for the king squid."

"I understand."

After Li Yu left, Taylor went to the bathroom to take a shower. She wrapped herself in a towel and opened the door of the bathroom, only to find a black figure standing outside the bathroom.

The scene in front of him was like a classic scene in a horror movie, but Taylor didn't scream like those heroines in the movie, but just glanced at the person sideways, and then walked away from him as if the person didn't exist. past.

And the black shadow seemed to be relieved when he saw this.

At the same time, the little girl sitting on the sofa said, "It's boring, Taylor, can't you be scared by me once?"

"Salman is not scary at all. Every time he looks at me, he gets scared first," Taylor said calmly.

"Ok."

"When did you come, Windsor?

"Just now, when you were possessing the giant squid, I didn't show up because I didn't want to disturb you."

The little girl named Windsor is also one of the five directors of the Third Era, and she appeared at the annual meeting before.

And the black shadow outside the bathroom is the handsome Indian guy who has been with her all the time.

After a pause, Windsor continued, "Maybe next time I should try to find Sergey and stand outside your bathroom."

"That poor man is worse than Salman, who has nothing but his former glory."

After Taylor finished speaking, he said, "What do you want to see me for?"

"You are so fascinated by that guy named Li Yu. When you heard that he came to Neverland, you immediately rushed over. Of course, I have to come and take a look. Do you think he will be the final winner?"

"He must be the final winner." Taylor said in an unquestionable tone.

"why?"

"Because he has [Reborn] on him."

"The body of immortality is very strong..."

Taylor shook his head and interrupted Windsor, "It's not his immortality that's strong, but the meaning behind this sequence."

Windsor was also silent when she heard the words.

"Don't you understand? When he appeared, the test was over early. You are also a Christian. You should know the meaning of [Reborn] to all Christians."

"He will be seen as the incarnation of that man, the Jesus of the 21st century, the new savior.

“The five people on the board, I’m a Christian, you’re a Christian, Bernard is a Christian, so he’s bound to get three of the five votes.

"Given his nationality, Mr. Qin may not approve of it, but he will definitely not oppose it. The rest of Sergei is no longer important. He will oppose whoever he chooses anyway, and his vote is not important."

"Tsk tsk, with such a calculation, it's really hard for him to lose."

"This is the power of faith." Taylor said, "Especially in the face of disaster, people will need faith especially."

"So are you going to tell him the truth?"

"No, according to the company's regulations, we cannot disclose any information about the 'doomsday' to company employees before the final vote."

Windsor blinked, "But..."

“But I will submit a request to the board to request an early voting time,” Taylor continued, “Now that the winner is decided, there is no need for us to waste resources anymore.

"Time is running out. Let him get in touch with the truth one day earlier, and we will be able to prepare one day earlier. Anyway, in terms of technology, we are progressing smoothly. In half a year at most, we will be able to complete the final stage of research."

"The other salesman?"

"Let them continue to exploit resources. We still have a large gap in our faith. When the time comes, except for the two spares, let's clean up all of them according to the original plan."

"That's too wasteful, the company has poured a lot of effort into them." Windsor regretted.

"There can only be one true God." Taylor's tone was unprecedentedly cold, "For the survival of the human race, sacrifices are always inevitable. A novel I like said that losing humanity, losing a lot, losing animality, Lose everything."

"The question is, can we pick someone who understands that?"

"Judging from tonight, he still has concerns in his heart, but I hope he can understand, and he can only understand, because he has no other choice."

Taylor's eyes flickered in the darkness, and Windsor didn't speak again this time.

The two just sat quietly at the table, seemingly lost in memories.

On the other side of the Red Leaf Villa, Mr. Qin also did not fall asleep. He made a pot of tea and sat alone in the quiet room drinking the tea silently. The ambergris in the incense burner was almost burned out.

Bernard is currently playing Sibelius' Violin Concerto in D minor by the subway station in Paris. He is very involved in the performance, completely immersed in the music, and many passers-by are attracted to stop and listen.

At the same time, in front of Lenin's Mausoleum on the west side of Moscow's Red Square, a drunkard in military uniform was sleeping soundly in the green belt on the side.

He was woken up by the mosquitoes, scratched his butt, opened his sleepy eyes, and saw a string of beating numbers on the Lenin Mausoleum beside him.

That string of numbers was measured in seconds, which equaled exactly one thousand days. The four people on the other side also saw the countdown that only they could see at the same time.

The expressions of the five people suddenly became serious.