blackstone code

Chapter 3143

The corridor was empty and the sound of footsteps kept echoing.

As the slightly concealed door at the end of the corridor got closer, everyone's mood became more and more nervous.

What should I say after seeing "God"?
How to say?
Do you want to salute?
Can you look Him straight in the eye?
Everyone's mind was in a mess, even though six of them were real people who had been transformed into digital life.

But the reality is already a very distant past for them!
They have all lived in the virtual world for at least ten years.

Moreover, some of the influences brought by the two completely opposite worlds were devastating to some of their past memories. At the same time, Aurora also blocked part of their memories, which made their emotions not much different from those of the natives of the virtual world at this moment.

The purpose of choosing them is just to collect better data.

When the door was slowly opened and a well-dressed robot stood by the door, inviting them to enter the door filled with light, everyone took a deep breath, straightened their chests, and walked into the restaurant with their heads held high.

A restaurant full of modern feel, different from those dining areas in dimly lit castles that are like large multi-person restaurants.

Although it looks simple here, every detail is filled with complex information.

A long table that is as white as silver and can reflect light and even one's own shadow is located in the middle of the restaurant. The tableware on it is simple and unique in style.

The few decorations in the restaurant all look bold and avant-garde, but the lines are beautiful enough not to make people feel abrupt or inappropriate.

Everything in this restaurant was designed by a well-known design team which took a long time.

But people's attention was not on these places at all at this moment. Their eyes were all on the position behind the long dining table.

A man who looked to be around thirty-seven or thirty-nine, or forty at most, was sitting there.

You can feel that he is not young actually, but you can't find the old air in him. He just radiates strong heat like the sun.

The twelve people stood there in a daze, then quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the face.

If nothing unexpected happened, this person should be the legendary god, the one they vowed to serve and give everything for!
Aurora walked out of another door and stood behind Lynch.

"Maybe I don't need to introduce myself again, this is Mr. Lynch."

"Mr. Lin Qi, these twelve warriors are the ones I selected to fight against those people outside..."

The decision to select the "Apostle" was Lynch's.

On the one hand, he could test the strength of these octopus apostles, and on the other hand, he couldn't do everything by himself.

It's like as the president of a company, he can't possibly be so detailed as to personally go over and tighten a loose screw on an assembly line in a factory.

He doesn't have so much time to do these trivial things, nor is there any need to do so.

Most of the time, when a company is relatively small, the owners will tend to do everything themselves, and they may become people with super powers who can "do everything".

From clearing sewers to repairing machines, the reason for doing this is essentially to save costs while gaining a deeper understanding of the entire production process.

Almost all capitalists who started their own business are unlikely to be defrauded by professional managers. On the contrary, those capitalists who started their own business halfway are often defrauded by management.

But as the company grows bigger, there is no longer any need for this. There is no need to make employees realize that "the boss is also working, so why should you take a break?", and there is no energy to do so.

In many cases, the management of enterprises, the management of religions, and even the management of countries are essentially the same thing - the management of organizations.

So Lynch plans to train some elite people who can work for him, the chosen workers.

The future apostle standing in the first position blushed. He didn't know what to do. After a while, he exhaled sharply. He knelt on one knee on the ground, lowered his head, and blushed. "Your humble servant... hereby offers you endless loyalty. Please allow me to ask your toes, Lord!"

The others followed suit as if they had found a standard wooden board, but it was clear that they were devout.

Kissing God's toes is a very special ritual in religion, and not everyone can kiss God's toes, but Lynch doesn't care about that.

"Aurora... the Archangel should have told you that I am not a god in the traditional sense. Rather than this special identity, I believe that I am a pioneer who leads mankind to a further path."

"So there doesn't need to be such old-fashioned and traditional things between us. You can call me 'Mr. Lynch' or look me in the face."

“Maybe you’re not used to it now, but you will get used to it in the future.”

He paused for a moment and said, "Get up and take a seat quickly. Our cook is waiting anxiously, and I am a little hungry too."

With Lynch's request, they did not dare to let the "God" continue to starve, although they did not understand why God would also have the problem of hunger.

But these people stood up immediately, lowered their heads to avoid seeing Lynch, and found their own seats, sitting on both sides of the long table.

Lynch looked at Aurora, and Aurora shook her head slightly. In fact, it could also eat. Of course, the so-called eating was just storing the food in the robot's waste bin, rather than actually digesting it and then converting it into the nutrients and energy needed by the body.

It refused the invitation to dine and just stood behind Lynch, just as it always did.

The twelve future apostles were so excited that they couldn't even organize any words. Being able to eat at the same table with the God in their minds, how many lifetimes of good deeds were they doing?

One of the guys, who used to be a painter, already had a painting in his mind.

The Lord and His Knights

He swore that he would paint this picture when he returned and make it his heirloom.

The dinner was very sumptuous, with a wide variety of food. The development of technology has made supplies no longer scarce, and has also put more things on the table.

The meat of some mythical creatures, of course not including the octopuses, who also enjoy the most basic rights and obligations here.

People were so excited eating these foods that were actually no more delicious than the food in the virtual world that they couldn't taste them.

Lynch was talking throughout the meal and they were listening.

"This is the fulcrum of the world you came to. Once this place is destroyed, the other world will be destroyed as well."

"I summoned you from another world so that you can fight against evil."

"I heard from the Archangel that you twelve are the most powerful and most promising knights in the Holy Knights Order, is that right?"

The knight sitting in the first seat bowed his head hastily, "Supreme will, our strength is as unbreakable as our piety!"

Lin Qi was very satisfied with his attitude. "That's good. In the next few days you can adapt to the environment here. It must be somewhat different from the world you came from."

"Besides that, you also need to adapt to your new body and the power contained in it."

"Also, from today on, you are the Knight Commander among you and will report directly to me."

The Knight Commander bent over and walked to Lynch, half-knelt on the ground, and beat his chest, "May I become your sharp blade that tears apart all evil, Lord!"

Aurora mobilized some mental frequencies, Lynch raised his hand and stroked the Knight Commander's head, and the Knight Commander's aura suddenly became a little different.

Looking at the Knight Commander who still had his head down and the back of his neck exposed, indicating that he was willing to die at any time and anywhere, Lynch pondered for a moment, and endless light emanated from his hands!
The Knight Commander suddenly felt that his strength was increasing!

The others watched all this happen with gritted teeth, and apart from envy, they had no other negative emotions.

A miracle happened right before their eyes.

"As my most loyal and devout Knight Commander, I am pleased with your loyalty. I grant you even more powerful strength, and I hope you can use it to drive away all enemies!"

……

After dinner, the knights returned to the training room, and Aurora, the archangel, served as their instructor and began to train them to familiarize themselves with their new bodies.

Although the degree of realism of the virtual world is close to 99%, there is still a gap of 1%.

If they cannot resolve this one percent gap well, then in the next battle, they will most likely lose because of this one percent gap.

Of course, before that, it needs to provide some "motivation" for these people.

"Mr. Lynch will grant you the title of 'God's Knights' and will canonize you as 'God's Apostles', the people who are second only to me and closest to Him!"

"So both Mr. Lynch and I personally hope that you can live up to this title, this honor, and his expectations of you."

"It may be hard in the next few days, but I hope you can all hold on..."

Originally, they thought that "training" was the kind of torturous training that would train themselves to death, but they didn't expect that this was a kind of training method called "scientific" that they had never been exposed to.

A large number of experts record and analyze their fighting styles to provide them with better optimization plans and strength usage habits.

I have to say, it’s very effective!

At least everyone's little wrong habits in combat have been significantly improved.

Just as they were "hard" reading the analysis report with the scientists, the fleet that had been hovering in the universe started moving again...

(End of this chapter)