After I became the infinite flow boss

Rear base.

"Sartre went in!" the curious man exclaimed.

"It's worthy of him," Huang Xiru said, "as expected, he still has to show up at this time."

Almost all the people in the Dark Church focused on the door of the bookstore, their spirits were extremely nervous, and their hearts were beating wildly.

Hundreds of years of waiting, hanging on this moment, who can not be nervous.

Three seconds passed.

"What happened inside?" Juan'er couldn't help but say.

"It's too quiet, there is no sound inside, and there is nothing unusual in the scene inside the bookstore that can be observed." Mo Sui couldn't help but worry.

"If even Sartre fails, we..." Zhou Xiyu said what almost everyone was worried about.

"There is no result yet, don't be so pessimistic, if even we don't believe it, how can it be successful? Don't forget that the one who values ​​people's hearts and looks directly at our reality." Li Zhe reminded.

"Yes." The members who infiltrated various parts of the planet all agreed.

"Imagine 'success', then we can succeed." Li Zhe emphasized again.

Everyone nodded, and agreed with Li Zhe's statement very much.

"Don't think about failures, but strongly imagine successes. Isn't it time to put the spiritual power that has been cultivated in hundreds of years of waiting to practical use? Sartre inside may need our help." Juan'er reacted and emphasized further.

"That's right."

A few words in succession set off a storm in everyone's hearts. They regained their confidence and mobilized the highest spiritual power.

"That's it!" The curious hunter said excitedly.

More than ten seconds have passed since Sartre entered the bookstore, and there has been no change in the bookstore.

"Is it a bit long?" Qi Luo frowned.

"Indeed." Tel Aviv, who had just connected, said.

"What happened inside? I'm so worried." The curious hunter walked back and forth outside.

"Stay stable, nothing happened inside, how can we outside be unsteady first." Mo Sui exerted the professional cultivation of the conservative faction.

"Yes."

"Maybe they are just talking inside, right?" Lu Meng popped his head out.

"It is possible. If you think about it carefully, that person has never been really cruel to us." Xu Zhengyi said.

"That person is actually a very gentle god." Juan'er suddenly sighed.

"Tel Aviv, can you intuitively predict the result?" The curious person suddenly had an idea and turned to Tel Aviv.

"Hmm?" Tel Aviv paused, closed his eyes and tried to experience it, then said: "No, any calculation method will fail when thinking about that person, like observing a fog, you can't see anything."

"That's right, I forgot." The curious person apologized.

"Everyone, don't think about extra things," Mo Sui said solemnly, "We have waited for so long, and now these few minutes and seconds, can't we wait anymore?"

This is true.

It has come to this point, who can ruin the efforts they have made because of a temporary psychological reason.

Don't be nervous, calm down, calm down, believe, and imagine.

They all thought of the same thing, forming an extremely powerful mental matrix. At a high level, you will see a group of stars-like lights, illuminating the layers of gray and shining.

If there are gods watching in this direction, they will definitely see their materialized collective spirit.

In fact, countless beings in the divine world saw this light that was hard to ignore.

More than a minute has passed.

After the weird was slaughtered, the surface of the planet returned to peace, the strange phenomena of heaven and earth disappeared one after another, and some natives secretly went out to learn about the situation outside.

The door of the bookstore was still calm, because it was too ordinary, even if ordinary people passed by and glanced at it, they would not have any thoughts.

"Is it okay?"

"The news also said that there is no danger outside."

Several natives who lived not far from the bookstore chatted, and so did more than 80% of the natives in the city.

While counting their heartbeats, some people held their breath, and some proposed to buy that street, no, even the entire country, to ensure that this place was controlled by their side.

They did so, and controlled any details that might affect the results in their own hands.

One second, two seconds.

Orlan and Baibian behind the glass wall were still turning the pages of the book, looking very absorbed, and had no idea what was happening outside.

Senluo, who was sorting the books, was also not unusual, except that occasionally there would be a flash of struggle in his eyes, obviously resisting the influence of the thought field.

Mo Sui stared at the door without blinking, for fear of missing the most critical moment.

Then, they finally waited.

The door was pushed open from the inside, and someone walked out.

It was Sartre.

"He's out!" the curious man exclaimed.

"He's really fine!" Lu Meng was stunned.

"What's the result?!" Juan'er stood up.

Sartre seemed to have heard their exclamations, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at the camera they recorded the footage. His calm expression made it impossible to see his emotions, let alone the result.

"Sartre, how is the situation?" Mo Sui couldn't help asking.

"Is it not working? Do you need our help?" Tel Aviv followed.

"How is the situation of that person? Is he okay?" Xu Zhengyi was very concerned.

They asked so many questions at the same time, their voices overlapped, it was very noisy, and it was hard to hear what they were saying.

But Sartre knew what they would ask without listening.

Sartre looked at everyone through the camera, nodded slightly, and then spoke.

"That person has been watching us, always by our side, and never left."

"!?"

"You mean..." Li Zhe widened his eyes.

"Yes." Sartre affirmed.

"Always..." Mo Sui trembled, holding his forehead and said, "It's really an honor."

I was really flattered!

"Sartre, can you tell me what's going on inside?" Juan'er said anxiously.

"I saw that person." Sartre's tone was overly intense.

After pushing open the door of the bookstore, he first saw endless bookshelves, then walked a few steps forward and glimpsed the sacred at one end of the bookshelf.

The rarely used humanoid posture reveals the eyes of the supreme divinity.

There is no doubt that the humanoid is that person.

And the moment he found out, the other party turned his eyes and looked over, smiling, with deep love.

That is definitely a picture that can break all puzzles, even beyond simple vision, bringing a strong impact to all sensory organs at the same time, thrilling.

My Lord, always love everything equally.

Only this deep love is really hard to repay, no matter how much you do, it is not as deep and grand as this love.

Just a glance, Sartre understood.

He still needs to work harder and harder to catch up with the gods of faith.

"Mo Sui, build the ark, we will go to the divine world."

"What?" Mo Sui was shocked by Sartre's sudden remarks.

"The finite cannot catch up with the infinite." Sartre's eyes were like torches, and his face was extremely calm.

They almost instantly understood the meaning of this sentence, and then were shocked by Sartre's wild words.

What does it mean to go to the divine world? Only by becoming a god or having a god-level power can you go to the divine world, but this is not the point. The point is that according to Sartre's meaning, everyone must become a god and step into infinity.

Because only in this way can they objectively achieve an unchanging faith forever.

Simply put, Sartre actually suggested that the entire dark church ascend to God and establish an eternal and immortal kingdom of faith. What a shocking idea.

However, they accepted it as soon as they heard it, and they accepted it with a smile.

"Is that so."

"I understand. If it is Brother Sartre who said so, it must be right!"

"Okay, become a god, you must work harder!"

"Eternal Kingdom, I am so excited when I hear it, I must be there!"

Mo Sui, Juan'er and others all smiled.

Aolan, Baibian, and Senluo, who had just walked out of the bookstore, immediately followed excitedly.

"Haha, it has to be like this to be interesting." Baibian said frankly.

"It's a pity that I didn't see that person, but I believe I will definitely seize the opportunity next time." Aolan said firmly.

"Eternal Kingdom, it's really interesting, and I can't do without it in the planning!" Senluo was very active.

At this time, the Pope and Aaron, who had finally finished their work, also sent messages.

"Father is here, luckily you didn't disturb him." The Pope agreed with their behavior, and at the same time he felt sorry for being a step slower.

"But Senior Sartre, has father left?" Aaron hurried to the door of the bookstore, but could not sense any presence inside.

Before Sartre answered, Elena answered Aaron, saying: "Don't worry, wait for the next opportunity, as long as you are on the road to that person, you will definitely see that person again."

Aaron was stunned for a few seconds, and then accepted this statement.

"I will try my best."

For the first time in hundreds of years since the founding of the Dark Church, all of them were excited.

At this time, Sartre suddenly whispered: "He is still there, among us."