The chosen boss of the end times, just wants to lie down

Even in the end times, Alim couldn't kill Yang Rongcheng at will. After all, Alim and he had their respective identities.

After some discussion, they had no choice but to drive him and the people he brought with him out of the Western Regions overnight and send them back to their original place, while also reporting the incident to their superiors.

This is based on the fact that the Western Regions made the greatest concessions when the country provided material support. Otherwise, the map of China would be reduced by more than 100 million square kilometers.

The border area is like a wild horse that is difficult to tame, and there have always been several forces entangled in the neighboring countries. Over the years, it seems peaceful and prosperous, but in fact, riots are frequent everywhere.

Now, without Marshal Zuo and General Fei who carried the coffin to the battlefield, there is no money or food, and China’s raisins may be lost.

Before being arrested and put into the car, Yang Rongcheng coughed and yelled, "You have no evidence and you are wrongly accusing me. I will report the truth to my superiors when I return. Who is she? You believe whatever she says. Your so-called gods and messengers of Allah are all nonsense! You are fooling people!"

Although he couldn't kill him, it didn't stop Alim from slapping him in the face as much as he wanted.

"You evil man, you will be punished in the end!"

Because of Yang Rongcheng, everyone was in a terrible mood.

After the ceremony, Alim sat next to Chen Ye and drank with a disappointed look on his face.

After a long while, he said, "We had no living animals for the blood sacrifice last year and this year, so the rituals were incomplete. Is it because of this that Allah is angry and our land is not blessed? We are a desert area, and yet we have floods."

Chen Ye didn't reply, but just raised the bottle and took a sip of beer.

When Alim spoke, his eyes were looking towards the west.

He didn't seem to care whether Chen Ye next to him responded to him or not.

In addition, the other people around him looked sad and angry. In this atmosphere, Chen Ye felt extremely depressed and just wanted to leave.

When Chen Ye was about to get up and walk around to kill time and relieve her gloomy mood, a child gently pulled her clothes.

"Sister, the adults said that we are all going to die, right?"

The child was wearing tattered clothes, his body was dirty, his face was covered with dust, and under his long fluttering eyelashes were two big, round eyes, like black grapes, clear and watery.

She doesn't speak Chinese very well. She probably just started learning it in kindergarten.

Chen Ye touched her dusty, dry and tangled hair and shook his head.

"Many people died, including my friends Ila and Guli. The adults said that God was angry."

Chen Ye squatted down, "What's your name?"

"My name is Jenna. Sister, are you really the Messenger of God?"

I haven't even touched your scriptures, so how can I be a messenger! Chen Ye took out two boxes of biscuits from his backpack and handed them to her. When the weather got hot, she didn't like to carry candies and chocolates. After they melted, they stuck in the backpack like a pile of shit, and the buckle couldn't be buckled off.

"Jenna, you won't die, you will grow up."

The child was simple-minded. When he got the biscuits, he couldn't think about anything else. He just thanked softly and ran away.

No one wants to die.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, the uncle had roasted the lamb and the food in the kitchen was ready. Everyone stopped what they were doing and went to get their food one after another.

The smell of the food healed my broken heart a little.

The skin is baked to a golden crisp, the meat is tender and juicy, and every bite is a combination of delicate meat and the aroma of hot charcoal. Cut a piece carefully, wrap it in the fresh lettuce you brought, add a piece of raw garlic, and add a few onion shreds. The multiple layers of flavor blend together, rich but not greasy.

Pair it with ice-chilled beer.

It’s so good to be alive!

The uncle brought the pilaf over and asked her to taste it.

Although she was not used to this method, she did not refuse and took a sip.

After eating and drinking, Chen Ye wandered around under the pretext of digesting the food and took away the empty water containers they had sorted out.

Alim was drinking and thinking about what Yang Rongcheng said when he suddenly heard a sound of sheep bleating. When he thought he was hallucinating, the soldier next to him asked with a puzzled look if it was a sheep bleating.

Where can I get a live sheep at this time?

But the sound was getting closer and closer, and seemed to be mixed with the sound of cows.

After a while, someone outside shouted, "Sheep. Live sheep!"

Alim put down the wine jug and ran out with everyone.

I saw a dozen cows and sheep running towards here, bleating and mooing, followed by a tall and thin figure.

Many elderly people knelt down towards the west and thanked Allah for his gift when the sheep appeared.

Although Chen Ye couldn't hear what they were chanting loudly, looking at the direction they were kneeling in, he could clearly see that they didn't see the sheep that he had tricked out of the space with great effort.

Along the way, these guys said that they were taking them to deliver sheep heads and cow heads. It was so cruel.

Chen Ye was thinking about the roasted whole lamb he had just had. It was a bit cruel.

But it smells so good!

Alim ran towards Chen Ye, and was so excited that he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time. In the end, he led everyone to salute her from the bottom of his heart!

These guys really got the old saying from our ancestors: the more courtesy, the less blame!

"Alim, don't thank me, this is a gift from your God!"

It seems that this excuse can be used all the time without any unnecessary explanation.

Having a live animal means that blood sacrifice can be performed smoothly during the Eid al-Adha. In this way, the ceremony is complete, and Allah, the Most Merciful and Merciful, will bless their land and people in the future.

Everyone changed their previous depressed and lost expressions, and some even started dancing.

Alim sincerely thanked Chen Ye.

"Ms. Chen, we have believed in Allah for generations. You must be the messenger sent by the Supreme Allah! Yang Rongcheng's words are wrong. We have our own God. If there is no God, we have to create one ourselves.

There is no disaster that cannot be overcome. Everything before us is a test from God to us!"

Chen Ye smiled and nodded. He didn't have the heart to tell him that it was still a long way from the end of the disaster.

Alim invited her to come down and participate in the Eid al-Adha.

"I'm sorry, Alim. There are still supplies to other places that haven't been delivered yet."

"Oh, that should be the priority. I didn't think it through!"

"Next time I have the chance, I will definitely come to watch the ceremony!"

How did the sheep come? Alim didn’t know what means Chen Ye used, but she even had a flying vehicle that could disappear in the air within a few seconds, so it was easy for her to transport some sheep.

“God will bless you!”

Under their hopeful gazes, Chen Ye left W City and headed for the capital.