The tent on the east side of the camp belonged to Dr. Tom's.

Benjamin lay flat, his eyes glazed out, as if expecting something.

As soon as Qian Cang walked into the tent, Benjamin was excited and wanted to sit up, but was stopped by Qian Cangyi.

"Just lie down." Qian Cangyi sat on the chair next to the bed.

"Marshall, you know what? I've been praying to God that you don't die. Benjamin reached out with his right hand and grabbed Qian Cangyi's hand.

"God? Pretty much...... Thanks to God. Qian Cang nodded.

Benjamin suddenly changed the subject and said:

"I heard that the Prophet was not caught, but it doesn't matter, the village of Wika has been burned down, and you don't need to catch the Prophet again."

"You can let someone else go, there's no need to follow the prophet."

"If you want to follow in the footsteps of the Prophet and catch him, I feel ...... It feels like you're going to be in danger, you're going to die, and I don't want you to die. ”

Benjamin said the back, and his tone changed to pleading.

Qian Cangyi patted Benjamin's right hand twice and said soothingly:

"Benjamin, I appreciate your concern for me, however, I must follow in the footsteps of the prophet."

"If people don't do something, the world will always get worse and worse."

"You see, the Prophet will stop at nothing for his purpose, and although there is a suspicion of complimenting him, there is no doubt that the Prophet is changing the world."

"Whether the world gets worse or better, it will always turn in the direction he is working towards, and you know better than I do what he wants."

"It's the same for us, if we don't do something, everyone expects others to do something, and the world changes, it doesn't matter to us."

"The world is like a balloon, and we are the wind."

Benjamin tilted his head, and he grabbed Qian Cangyi's hand harder, unwilling to let go.

Qian Cang thought for a moment and asked softly:

"Benjamin, have you ever experienced a turning point in your life?"

"One day, one event, the trajectory of your life has changed significantly, has it?"

Benjamin replied with a knowing look on his face:

"Absolutely! You know—"

Qian Cangyi interrupted Benjamin's words:

"—Can you have predicted this day coming? In other words, think ahead of this possibility, the possibility that you will be trafficked. ”

Benjamin was stunned for a moment, then replied:

"Yes...... One thing, but—"

His words were interrupted again by Qian Cangyi.

"—If you could have thought of it in advance, would you have done something to stop this?"

Benjamin's eyes were intrigued, as if he had returned to the past, and after a few seconds he replied:

"Of course, if I had known that this would happen, I would never have gone out that day, of course...... I won't meet you either. ”

Qian Cangyi ignored it and continued to ask:

"Can you ...... Do a little more? I mean, even if you don't go out that day, are you likely to get caught the next day? ”

"If you can foresee that you will be arrested one day, then you should be able to foresee that you will be arrested the next day, right? Unless you never go out and stay at home until you grow up, provided you stay at home and you don't get caught. ”

"The bastard who grabbed you will keep an eye on the streets, and any child who qualifies will be taken away, and every day is dangerous for you."

Benjamin's lips pursed and his brow furrowed, and he was pondering the question, and after a few seconds he spoke:

"I'll go call the police, if all the bad guys are arrested-"

Qian Cang nodded, interrupting Benjamin's words at the same time.

"—True, but if you think about it, can calling the police put an end to this? Will all the bad guys be caught, or will only some of the bad guys be caught? ”

"The rest of the bad guys are still on the streets keeping an eye out for lonely kids, and you have to keep doing more."

"Do more, Benjamin."

Benjamin closed his eyes, thought carefully, and then furled his eyebrows, and replied:

"I'm going to memorize the characteristics of these people, I'll write them all down, and I'll just avoid them."

Qian Cangyi retorted:

"Can you do it alone? Isn't it dangerous to observe them? Do you want to find more people? ”

Benjamin hesitated, then nodded, and said:

"I can find a few more kids, yes, they'll be arrested too, and I'm sure I'll be able to convince them."

Qian Cang nodded, withdrew his hand, and said:

"Yes, but it wasn't stopped, was it? It's just that these people need to take greater risks, and when the time comes, it is possible to rob and sneak into the home, and it is nothing more than a matter of price. ”

"It's still not solved, is it? You have more to do. ”

Benjamin opened his eyes, his face full of bewilderment, and asked:

"Marshall, did you let me chase me to East Beacon City and destroy Wika Village like you? I can't do that, I can't do that. ”

"I ...... I don't know what to say, but I'm innocent...... I was a victim, and even if I wanted to, I couldn't do it. ”

"I ...... Just a kid. ”

Benjamin was a little frustrated.

Qian Cangyi stretched out his hand, touched Benjamin's head, and comforted:

"Nobody blames you, Benjamin, but there's one thing I have to say."

"Innocent words only work for us, and they have no effect on the believers in the village of Wica."

"They are cruel and ruthless, they don't care about worldly opinions, they hide in the wilderness of bones just because they don't want to be besieged, that's all."

"I'm in a similar situation to you now, and I've encountered an almost invincible existence, the only difference is that I saw it and intend to terminate it early."

"Maybe I can get away with today, maybe I can do it tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow...... A month, a year, when the Prophet did what he wanted to do, what I feared would always happen, and for him, there were two kinds of people, those who were valuable and those who were worthless, and both of them had nothing to do with the innocent. ”

As soon as Qian Cang said this, he grabbed Benjamin's right hand with both hands and continued:

"Don't stop, you can rest when you're tired, but don't stop."

"Keep going, no matter what."

Benjamin looked at Qian Cangyi blankly, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

"Rest well." Qian Cangyi put Benjamin's hand under the quilt, patted it twice, and got up and walked towards the door.

"Marshall......" Benjamin stretched out his right hand with a sad expression.

"Wait until I get back." Qian Cang looked back at Benjamin, smiled gently, and walked out of the tent.

"Hmm!" Benjamin nodded heavily, a smile on his face.

……

Two days later, the sun was shining.

On the grass outside the camp, Qian Cangyi, Robert, and Rachel stood by a boulder.

"Are you going to go on to the Prophet?" Rachel held the stone in her right hand, and the two days of rest had refreshed her spirits.

"Well, what about you? What's the plan? Qian Cangyi looked at Rachel's slightly tired face.

Rachel sighed, looked at the camp not far away, and said:

"I'll stay in the camp."

"The children of Wika, the citizens of East Beacon City and the conflict between the Wamir tribes, I feel like I have a lot more to do."

"So, I can't go on adventures with you anymore, and I'm not used to the adventurous life."

"I wish you success!"

Rachel held out her right hand.

Qian Cangyi also stretched out his right hand and said:

"It has to work!"

Rachel smiled and let go of her hand towards Robert.

……

Saqoura, a mysterious island in the Villefort Sea.

Even though Robert had nautical charts, he searched for months but still couldn't find a place.

A merchant ship docked on the shore in the midst of a raging storm, and the Prophet took the lead and stopped when his right foot was on the sand.

The believers who were taken away from the village of Wika were following the Prophet.

"I ...... I feel it, Hezerak the Great, whose majestic body is turning towards me. The Prophet lifted up his head and raised his hands.

Not far away, there was a strange noise in the woods, and the dark-skinned natives, dressed in rudimentary animal skins, were rushing with spears in hand.

The prophet's gaze swept over the natives one by one, and then, with his left hand retracted, his right hand stretched forward, pointing at the natives:

"Such a holy place cannot be defiled."

"Send them on their way."

The devout believer stepped forward, took out a black pistol with his right hand into his bosom, and then, without hesitation, pulled the trigger.

Table tennis!

The silence was shattered by the sound of gunfire.

……

In the port of East Beacon City, Qian Cangyi and Robert stood on a merchant ship, and the merchant ship sent by the Holy See to support had been requisitioned by Qian Cangyi.

[The village of Wika has been destroyed, and the character rating has been increased.] 】

After boarding the ship, Kankura received a notice of the hellish movie.

As for the character rating, I accumulate little by little.

Qian Cangyi didn't have the heart to care about this now, the experience of burying the bones in the wilderness kept coming to his mind, the owl man's world of Ore, just as the existence of Hezerak's prey, could easily kill him, and now, he was about to approach Hezerak and go to the mysterious island in the Villefort Sea.

He didn't know what the road ahead was.

"Father Marshall, are you going now?" The first mate came to inquire.

Qian Cangyi took out the nautical chart to Sagula Island, handed it to the first mate, and said:

"Let's go."

The first mate left with the chart.

Robert walked up to Qian Cangyi at this time, put his hands on the railing, and he looked in the direction of Qian Cangyi's gaze.

East Beacon City is being rebuilt, and there are faint signs of expansion in East Beacon City after the disaster.

"What are you looking at?" Robert asked.

"Don't you see?" Qian Cangyi was a little surprised.

"What?" Robert frowned, and when he looked closely, he still didn't find anything unusual.

"Nothing." Qian Cang shook his head.

Not far away, on the dock, above the cargo box, a gray-black owl man was staring at Qian Cangyi, who was about to leave Hong Kong, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a corpse.

As soon as Qian Cang knew that there were some things, after seeing them once, he couldn't get rid of them.

……

The sky was cloudless, and in the blue of the Villefort Sea, albatrosses flew past the top of the ship.

Standing on the deck, he poured all the ingredients that the Prophet had left in the chest into the bowl.

Ten seconds later, dark clouds gathered above the merchant ship.

Purple lightning streaked across the sky, and then, with a boom, a torrential rain poured down. ()

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