My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

Jia Sheng's deterrence was indeed effective, and Zhu Zihan didn't act like a monster again all night. Everyone had dinner and had a good sleep as expected.

Chaoying hasn't done much calculations recently, and these truths are no longer important to her. She only needs to know the most critical information:

The world is fake, there are unknown things, and these unknown beings may be controlling them from behind.

This information was enough for her and Gu Zhuo. No matter how much they researched, it would only make them feel more insignificant.

Gu Zhuo also took the time to have an in-depth exchange with her in the evening. The two are completely in tune with each other, whether it's their living habits or other aspects. Like soul mates.

When everyone got up the next day, Gu Zhuo and Jia Sheng went to check on Zhu Zihan's condition as usual. The two found that Zhu Zihan was motionless. Gu Zhuo tried to shake him, only to find that the guy was asleep.

His wrists had been tied for so long that they were turning purple, and he had been hungry all night. Gu Zhuo estimated that Zhu Zihan would not feel well this night.

However, Gu Zhuo did not sympathize with him. He shook Zhu Zihan's body and woke him up.

"Hey, wake up, I'm calling you."

After shaking Zhu Zihan a few times, he opened his eyes and woke up in a daze. When he saw Gu Zhuo and Jia Sheng, his first reaction was to get up, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the ropes on his body.

Not only that, his hands and feet were numb, and every time he moved, it was like an electric current coursed through his limbs.

"Who are you and why am I here?"

"What's wrong? After one night, I don't remember your Brother Jia?"

Jia Sheng started to scare him again.

"What is Brother Jia!? What are you talking about? Aren't you afraid of being retaliated by the Prophet for being so unruly?"

"Hey, you've changed your personality again? You're still teaching the Prophet. See for yourself what you look like now."

Hearing this, Zhu Zihan lowered his head and looked at himself. No wonder his hands and feet were numb and unable to move. He had been tied here for a long time. His exposed wrists were all bloodshot and purple.

"Have I lost my memory again? I'm getting older and my brain is really hard to use. I always can't remember what happened... Was I kidnapped by you?"

Zhu Zihan looked around confusedly, and finally showed a numb expression, as if he had accepted his fate, like an old man in his twilight years.

Seeing this, Gu Zhuo estimated that the person who appeared now was Zhu Zihan's third personality. He and Jia Sheng looked at each other, and then asked Zhu Zihan:

"Let me ask you, are you Zhu Zihan now?"

"Of course I am. Although I don't remember what happened, I still know my name!"

"How old are you now?"

How could Zhu Zihan have thought that Gu Zhuo would ask him such a strange question. But it didn’t matter if he answered this question. He muttered a few words and still answered:

"Can't you tell, I'm over sixty years old."

"More than sixty!?"

Gu Zhuo and Jia Sheng were both surprised. They didn't expect that Zhu Zihan's split personality and age span were so wide, and he didn't look like he was pretending.

"How did you get here? You really don't remember anything?"

Gu Zhuo asked him.

"I don't remember, but I said, do you want to let me go first? It's not very good for an old man."

Zhu Zihan moved a few times and yelled at Gu Zhuo dissatisfied.

Gu Zhuo smacked his lips and answered him:

"Let go of you? Do you know that you came here and attacked us yesterday, why should we let you go!?"

Hearing this, Zhu Zihan suddenly became excited, his whole body began to twist, and he began to curse:

"So what if I attack you? I'm a missionary of the Prophetic Cult. Even if I kill you all, it won't matter! I've been talking to you so loudly, but you all treat me like a fool. Do you really think I am? Are you easy to bully as you get older?

"I have walked more roads than you have eaten, and I have met more ignorant young people. You'd better let me go as soon as possible, otherwise the people taught by the prophet will not be able to spare you!"

Zhu Zihan was still mumbling, Gu Zhuo hadn't responded yet, Jia Sheng burst out laughing:

"Leave this Prophet Cult aside, do you think we don't know about it? You are about to be expelled from the Prophet Cult!"

"You, how do you know!?"

Zhu Zihan's face looked a little frightened, and his face turned blue and white, which was very ugly.

"Don't worry about how we know it. In short, don't use the Prophetic Cult to suppress us. Sixty years old is sixty years old. Just say whatever we ask. It's best not to hide the facts."

Jia Sheng squatted in front of Zhu Zihan and spoke viciously, like a bandit.

"You, you guys, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

After Zhu Zihan finished speaking, it looked like he was about to activate his superpower. Gu Zhuo interrupted him impatiently:

"Your power is that of a magician. You can create illusions and lock people in. But it is also easy to crack. As long as you find an unreasonable place, you can shatter the illusion. Is that so? Don't waste your efforts. You It’s better to keep those little tricks to yourself.”

Gu Zhuo's words were the final straw that broke the old personality of Zhu Zihan. He lowered his head in dismay and did not dare to say a word.

"Now that we're asking you something, you're finally willing to say it."

Gu Zhuo asked him coldly.

He didn't want to play any more personality-changing games. No matter who Zhu Zihan was in front of him now, whether he was thirteen or sixty years old, Gu Zhuo must spit out everything he knew.

Zhu Zihan couldn't refuse him at all. He curled up, nodded, and begged:

"I said, I said, as long as you don't do anything to me."

"Let me ask you, what's the last thing in your memory?"

"It's the leader who wants to expel me. I beg the leader not to expel me. At my age, I work like a cow or a horse for the Prophet. I have no merit but hard work. But the leader doesn't want to listen to me at all. It seems that he doesn't want to hear me. They just wanted to drive me away. I was so scared that I wanted to find someone else to intercede for me. That’s all I remember..."

"Someone else intercedes for you? Who does this other person refer to?"

Gu Zhuo heard the key information in his words, seized this point and asked quickly.

"It was the person who helped Fang Yuqing perform the surgery before, and it was that person who transferred his powers so that other ordinary people could control infected people.

"I don't know his name, I just know that they all call him 'Doctor'. The doctor is very kind to me, an old man, and always looks at me with a smile. I feel that if I intercede with him, I will be able to get the leader to keep me." As a result, I haven’t found him yet, and I don’t remember anything after that.”

After listening to the whole story told by the elderly Zhu Zihan, Gu Zhuo learned from him information that neither of the two personalities had heard before.

Maybe that "doctor" only talked to the elderly Zhu Zihan and did not know other personalities, so only the elderly Zhu Zihan had information about him.

But judging from his story, Zhu Zihan is indeed seriously ill. The symptoms of split personality are so severe that even the unified personality that knows the existence of other personalities has things he doesn't understand. I'm afraid Zhu Zihan's split personality is It can never be cured.

"Is there anything else? Tell me everything. Tell me everything you know about the Prophetic Cult. Don't hide anything!"

Gu Zhuo continued.

With a sad face, Zhu Zihan told all the things he knew about the Prophet's religion.

Except for the existence of "Doctor", everything else is exactly the same as what the other two personalities said.

Regarding the leader, Gu Zhuo did not obtain any new information.

Seeing that they couldn't ask anything else, Gu Zhuo and Jia Sheng looked at each other, prepared to keep Zhu Zihan here, and turned around to leave.

"Two lords, two lords."

When Zhu Zihan saw that Gu Zhuo and the others were leaving, he didn't know their names and could only call them adults.

"Give me something to eat. I'm so hungry that I'm about to faint."

Seeing Zhu Zihan pleading so pitifully, Jia Sheng asked:

"Gu Zhuo, do you want to give him something to eat?"

"Just give him something. Don't let him starve to death yet. It might be useful later."

After Gu Zhuo finished speaking, he left without looking back, thinking about the leader of the Prophet Cult in his mind.