Ding!

After the elevator ascends to the 6th floor, the metal door opens automatically.

Steady footsteps walked out of the door and walked through the corridor until the glass door of the office area was pushed open.

"It seems everyone is very excited!"

A gentle voice came.

Just by hearing this voice, people feel relied on, surrounded by warmth, and have a sense of security.

At least, that’s how the people present felt.

"Father"

"Father". The noisy celebration stopped, and the greetings overlapped.

"you are back!"

Bob bent down and got off the long table with the support of his subordinates. He controlled his tone and said.

Wu Heng was slightly speechless.

Because he found that there was a trace of excitement in Bob's eyes, as if he was about to cry with excitement.

In fact,

Bob was indeed almost crying.

Only he, as the person involved, knows how difficult it is for him.

In the past few days, he didn't even dare to go home, or even sleep alone. Every day, he wandered between the longing for a name in the Bible and the fear of mummies eating him.

The holy water Wu Heng gave him was always kept in his arms, and he would cover it carefully when he went to the toilet so that he could spill it at any time.

The water in the test tube had been turned into warm water by his body temperature.

While he was looking forward to the moon and stars, and his days were like years, Wu Heng was finally looking forward to his return!

Bob felt that he might be able to sleep well tonight.

"Father, our selection is over. There are 17 survivors in total."

As soon as Wu Heng's eyes were fixed on the screen, the winking Bob hurriedly reported their results.

He knew that this was what Wu Heng cared about.

"This is the list, with information and photos attached." Bob handed the summary document on the table to Wu Heng.

Wu Heng showed approval in his eyes, took it and started reading.

"Lal Dudley, 34 years old, claims to be the incarnation of the highest angel 'Metatron'. He can ignore all pain and came to the world to guide the world through a catastrophe."

"Siva Baba, 84 years old, is an ascetic from India. He uses suffering as a boat and is naked without clothes. He firmly believes that suffering can escape reincarnation."

"Arisa Mejia, 27 years old, comes from Pietro Church. She is a nun who has made a 'lifelong vow' and has dedicated everything to God."

"Zhagaram, 68 years old, is a monk from the Chinese Vatican. He practices both Sutra and Tantra. He accepts the cow and dog precepts, engages in fire, lies on thorns, etc. just for daily life."

"Norm Gilly, a farmer from the west, was abandoned in the wilderness, grew up drinking the milk of bison, and has the temperament of a wild bull."

Wu Heng saw a familiar person.

It was the middle-aged man who drove a car to a bullfight and was almost killed by Yingui. It turned out that his name was Norm.

I didn't expect this person to advance to the end.

He closed the roster.

The seventeen people here,

Six of them are ascetics with their own beliefs, five are slightly mentally ill, and the remaining six are normal people who are simple and brave and not afraid of death.

However, he was able to survive to the present stage among the selection of nearly 100,000 people, especially after going through the kind of torture-like selection.

It is basically impossible for normal people to exist.

"Father, do you still need to filter and leave only 13?" Bob asked cautiously from the side when he saw that Wu Heng had finished reading the manual.

He remembered that Wu Heng said that he wanted to select the incarnations of the 13 saints.

"No need, you have to leave a few alternatives, otherwise if someone has an accident, there won't be another election." Wu Heng waved and handed the roster in his hand to Bob, "Help me find a free venue , it’s best to be in a deserted place on the outskirts.”

"Tell me when you find them, and then take these seventeen people there. I will give them final training."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

“Have you noticed the virus in Maine?”

Wu Heng asked as he glanced at everyone in the room.

"I noticed it. It seems to be a particularly scary virus."

"Yeah, infected people are like green devils."

"Could it be...?" The word 'devil' instantly stopped everyone, and they all had bad associations.

"I'm going to Maine this time." Although Wu Heng's tone was calm, it made everyone feel creepy. They all speculated that the virus might come from hell.

Wu Heng took out a wooden box from his arms, opened it and placed it on the table.

"You did a good job this time. Each of you has a piece of holy water here. If anyone is infected with the virus, it may be able to save his life."

"In addition, the report just now said that there is more than 17 million US dollars left in the account that has not been used. This money should be regarded as a bonus."

After he finished speaking, he talked to Bob alone for a few words and handed Bob the larger reagent.

The small reagent was exchanged 1:10 for the parasite liquid, while Bob's reagent had a single drop.

Rewards and punishments are clear,

He doesn't mind giving some rewards to those who have done their job well and helped him.

One drop of nematode solution fights cancer cells.

Those that have been diluted may not be able to save them after infection, but if it is an initial infection, it may be able to enhance immunity and help resist the past.

Wu Heng has never tested this kind of thing.

After he explained the matter, he walked out of the TV building.

Just as he took out his cell phone to make a call, the phone rang.

"Hello, are you the priest?" Ben's voice came from the phone.

"It's me, Ben. I'm just about to find you."

The clown has fallen into a deep sleep and can no longer cause trouble. It is time for the protagonists to gather together.

"Father, hello, I'm Mike Hanlon. What happened in Derry Town?"

On the other side of the phone, Mike, a black man who left Delhi town with the support of Wu Heng, asked anxiously.

After receiving financial support from Wu Heng, he pretended to travel with his family in the name of winning the lottery, but actually went to find Ben.

But Derry Town still has his relatives and friends.

"Because of the clown!"

"Derry Town is its territory. It has been eroding the residents of Delhi Town. Everyone is its backup food. When it was injured, it chose to devour all residents."

"The infected residents have no sense of resistance at all, and then it releases the virus and falls into a deep sleep, but it may wake up at any time. You should come to Lincoln City immediately."

"We must train you before it wakes up!"

At this time, Wu Heng chose to hide it.

It's not that he didn't dare to admit that he released the virus just to save trouble and prevent some minor troubles from wasting his energy.

"Then have we also been corrupted by clowns?" A female voice asked anxiously.

Wu Heng guessed that this voice should be that of the heroine Ben has always had a crush on, ‘Beverly Marsh’.

"You have driven away clowns. It is special. We will tell you the details when they come. Time is urgent. I will send you the detailed address."

After Wu Heng gave a few instructions, he hung up the phone.

He flipped through some information stored on his phone. This was information he took the opportunity to look up when he was occupying the position of 'Webb' Lieutenant Governor in Tucker Town.

Inside were records of some strange events, and he needed to add some evil spirits.

These evil spirits,

At the very least it can serve as a source of harassment.

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