I died on the first day of the game

"You say so, indeed..."

"That's right, they keep talking about that God, as if they've been brainwashed."

"Is this normal?"

Zhao Mo continued to publish the theory of the "evil religion" in the town, and Zhou Fen nodded in agreement, accusing the church of being unreasonable.

Yi Mian leaned on her chin with one hand, turned her head to the side in disinterest, but felt that this scene seemed familiar for a moment.

"What do you think? Brother Li? Brother Li!"

Zhao Mo spoke dryly, but found that Zhou Fen was the only one supporting him, so he quickly used his arm to slap the dazed man next to him.

"...Ah, it's okay."

Li Chengshang came back to his senses, glanced at Yi Mian inadvertently, and said perfunctorily,

"It is indeed possible."

After getting the response, Zhao Mo's confidence increased greatly, and he continued: "So! We will go to ask tomorrow! They must know what's going on. There are three people in the church. If one of them is removed, the old and the young are left completely intact. Don't be afraid."

"I have long seen that something is wrong with that bishop. There is nothing in this place, and the birth is still behind. Living to such an advanced age is considered a medical miracle."

The young man chattered endlessly, and asked the new priest with his eyes, "You see him every day, what do you think?"

Yi Mian didn't answer, just looked at him silently, thinking that this was the true portrayal of the suspect stealing the axe.

Zhao Mo stopped looking at him again, and said to himself: "Forget it, I understand you, don't speak ill of the leader, you have to work."

"Cough, okay."

Unexpectedly, Li Chengshang didn't comment on his bold idea. He tapped on the table lightly, interrupted the conversation of several people, and said to Yi Mian, "If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow. It's late now, you should go back first."

In order to facilitate the discussion and avoid being overheard, they are all staying in the small red-roofed two-story building at the moment, sitting together with the windows closed and the door locked.

Zhou Fen frowned, and looked at the window hesitantly: "But, it's already dark outside, why not stay here..."

Yi Mian stood up, pushed the chair back under the table, and said calmly: "It's okay, I'll go first."

The man also stood up, walked to the door and opened the door for him, turned his head and said, "We should go to bed too."

"Ok."

Zhao Mo kept his mouth shut, Zhou Fen obediently said, and led him upstairs together.

Several people returned to their rooms.

"I'm going to sleep first."

Zhao Mo was very tired after talking so much, he muttered something to the man who followed into the room and threw himself on the pillow, yawned and closed his eyes.

Li Chengshang blew out the wick, and the room instantly turned from bright to dark. In the silence, only the breathing sound of the person on the bed was long and noticeable.

He made sure that his teammate had fallen into a deep sleep, gently opened the door and walked out.

It was still dark, but the man was not in a hurry to light the kerosene lamp in his hand. He walked on a road that had been repeated countless times in the past few days, and only carefully lit a light when he entered another house.

"..."

The hole leading to the basement was dark, and the activated mechanism was still in place. Li Chengshang broke the lifted wooden board, but nothing changed.

He pressed it in the opposite direction again, no matter how he fiddled with it, the board remained motionless.

"……priest?"

As an experienced escapee, one of Li Chengshang's life-saving principles is "don't trust other people". Whether it is a seemingly friendly NPC or other escapees, if he is cautious enough to let him live to this day, he will naturally die. Suspect the only teammate who is different.

In his limited number of games, there are no teammates who do not appear in the same place and play roles with very different identities. The appearance of Yi Mian makes it difficult for him not to think about it.

Especially when the other party turned on the switch in the basement alone.

"what is this?"

Li Chengshang circled around the entrance on the floor again, and inadvertently raised his head when he walked down the steps, and found a line of engraving on the wood that was not completely retracted.

He read it word by word, and his expression gradually became dignified.

"Praise...wait?!"

Yi Mian got up from the bed, tidied up as usual, and went to church to pray.

Today is the fifth day after entering the game for a week. So far, he is still confused about the mission and has made no progress.

Zhao Mo was waving at him. In order to observe the residents of the town, his two teammates were always waiting in the square early.

"Morning, I really don't want to stay in this town anymore. There is no internet or electricity. If there are any monsters, come out and let me deal with them!"

The young man in the sportswear stretched his waist, and complained without energy.

Although Zhou Fen did not agree, her complexion was not very good either.

The most tense thing is not facing the fear directly, but waiting for the fear to come.

Yi Mian closed her eyes and said nothing, and asked a question that made them puzzled:

"I just discovered that this game... is there so few people?"

The girl's mind is sharp, Zhou Fang thought for a while and said, "Compared with NPC... it's a little less."

Zhao Mo rubbed his eyes, stretched out his hand and nodded: "One, two, three, three people, are you okay...?"

"yes."

There was indeed nothing wrong with the two of them in front of him, but a sense of disharmony was always lingering in his heart, and it expanded to the maximum when he saw his teammates. Yi Mian didn't know where this feeling came from, but he couldn't ignore it.

His thoughts were interrupted by an old voice, and he turned his head. Bishop Javier came out of the church and walked tremblingly in front of them.

"Why are you still here, my child, have you forgotten what day it is?"

Yi Mian apologized, "What day is today?"

Arya followed behind the bishop, showing her small head: "I know! Today is the blessing day of our church!"

"All of us will go to church later, and pray to God Wei to bless us with happiness and peace throughout the month!"

This is a major event that hasn't happened a few days ago, Zhao Mo jumped up from the chair: "Wait, can we go then?"

"It's you foreigners."

Javier looked kindly, with infinite tolerance, "Come on, we welcome everyone who may become a believer in the God of Yiwei."

"Okay! Let's go!"

The church is the only building in the town that does not use bricks and shingles. The white exterior walls are shining, and the indoor temperature is lower than the outside. The dark statue seems to be bigger, emitting bursts of cool air.

More than 20 residents rushed from their homes to the church one after another, dressed in formal attire, lined up in order, knelt on the prayer rug, and stared at the statue together with aspirations.

The bell rang, and the bishop stood on the prayer platform, wearing a black robe, singing hymns loudly instead of his usual hoarse voice.

"..."

"Replacing the old gods."

"Praise be to the present day religion."

"..."

"The Outlier rests underground."

"Those who remember the past are forever forgotten."

"..."

"The next sacrifice is about to be buried."

"The sacrifice will be buried."

After the people sitting upright shouted this sentence in unison, they suddenly looked at each other and asked loudly.

"Who is the sacrificer?"

"who is it?"

"Yes--"

They turned their heads in one direction, and the black-haired priest sat quietly on the prayer chair, all eyes focused on him, as if it were real.

"It's you!!"

The expressions of the residents were indescribably weird, and even the youngest Aryan had a distorted smile on her face.

"My lord priest, please."

Zhao Mo and Zhou Fen, who were leaning against the door, were obviously shocked by the sudden change, and hurried to the church: "Wait, wait! What's going on?!"

The old bishop knocked his stick on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Please don't interfere with the blessing."

Yi Mian was not overly panicked, she waved to her teammates to tell them not to move around, she got up politely and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"Don't be nervous, kid."

Javier smiled kindly, and brought out a basin of liquid and a row of small bottles, "Come, first complete your mission as a priest, and sprinkle holy water for the faithful believers."

"The people I read came up one by one, first of all——Neil."

Yi Mian stepped forward, picked up a bottle, dipped it in water, and shook it on the little boy. Neil wiped off the splashed water on his face, nodded to him, and ran down.

"Marian."

"Lianna."

"..."

The believers came up one by one to accept the water droplets splashed on their bodies.

The similar sense of disobedience as when seeing his teammates emerged again, Yi Mian slowed down and looked at everyone carefully.

He couldn't find where this familiar feeling came from, because this group of people had nothing in common, from skin color to appearance, and even the brown hair of the two women was different from golden brown to light brown.

The action of pouring the holy water paused, Yi Mian stared at the man who had just approached in front of him, he had a pair of green eyes, very beautiful, and he was very conspicuous in the crowd, there was no second one in the whole town.

Villages or towns in the countryside are often composed of one or several families, and then the residents from outside continue to spread out, increasing the number of people and growing the family.

Even a small town composed entirely of outsiders will gradually become a whole due to various reasons such as marriage and reproduction.

Everyone is different, and it is a strange thing to be in a closed, remote town where the unit should be "family".

At this time, he noticed some things that they had always ignored. For example, the little girl Aryan had no parents, the old bishop had no children, and the intimacy between everyone was limited to "friends".

Everyone is more like a separate individual, with different surnames and different appearances. Outsiders will never imagine that this town is composed of them.

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I was a little busy yesterday, I fell asleep at night qaq I am good at cooking (lay flat

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