After the evil god was mistaken for a weak cannon fodder [Unlimited]

Players all remember that when they first entered the dungeon, there was indeed a male statue in the center of the church.

I can't see the gods of any religious system.

Afterwards, everyone was so busy with survival missions that no one noticed it was there.

"The statue is gone... he won't be mixed in with the players, right?" A player opened his eyes wide in fear and murmured to himself, but his mouth was quickly covered by another player: "What nonsense!"

"Has any player tried to identify this idol? It can't be another god, right?"

"No, he seems to have disappeared from the beginning. We all thought that there were no statues in the church..."

All players fell silent for a moment.

The statue is gone, so where is the departed statue?What do you want to do?Is this idol NPC good or bad?

***

Jane Bumian didn't bother to care about what happened to the player. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Michael carefully.

The little boy didn't understand why his mother was looking at him. He asked curiously, "Mom, what's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"..."

Jane Bumian came back to her senses, chuckled, and pinched the child's white and soft cheeks: "Michael, why do you have blond hair and blue eyes? Obviously, my father and I both have black hair, and my father and I both have black hair. Not blue eyes."

The little boy's expression froze, and he froze.

He thought seriously for a long time, moved to Jian Bumian's side, blinked his innocent blue eyes: "Maybe I have more than one father?"

Jane Bumian: "..."

The audience in the live broadcast room was surprised by this answer.

[Hahahaha, the child's father's head is glowing green! ! 】

[I heard the implication from the boy's words... the old Wang next door? 】

【Could it be that Mianmian has slept with a man? 】

[Go upstairs, obviously my wife has never kissed anyone! ! 】

Jane Bumian was shocked by the little boy's answer, and didn't want to answer the little boy's words.

...What is going on in the child's mind now?

Jane Bumian stood up and took the other's hand: "Come on, let's go back to the bedroom and sleep."

"Good mother."

They followed the spiral staircase to the second floor of the church.

The second floor is where church personnel live and live.

The refugees who came to take refuge in the church yesterday were also placed in the corridor on the second floor.

They brought unwanted quilts and cotton clothes from the storage room and spread them on the floor, which could barely be used as a simple bed, and several people squeezed on it very uncomfortable.

When they saw Jane Bumian coming, they immediately opened their eyes wide and knelt down tremblingly.

Jane Bumian was in front of them, not an ordinary church member, but His Majesty the Son of God.

The young man's skin was so white that it was translucent, and his facial features were beautiful and delicate. He was wearing a white robe that hung down to his ankles. The warm wind blew, and the robe and the sun fluttered. Every step he took, the ringing of the ring was ethereal and long.

His whole person is like a god who came down from heaven to take pity on the world, and he is incompatible with the helpless and desperate people.

But Jian Bumian didn't think so. He stopped in front of the refugees, turned his head and asked, "When you lived here, did you pay attention to the statue in the center of the hall?"

One of the women was taken aback, and replied: "I sell bread nearby, and I happen to be able to see the statue through the church gate every morning."

Jian Bumian raised the corners of her lips: "That statue originally had colors, didn't it?"

When he touched the statue before, the other party was already stone-like gray and white, but despite this, he still noticed a faint trace of paint peeling off the other party's lips.

The woman replied: "Yes...the ones with color, but because they were stored for too long, the color almost faded, and the church staff simply washed all the color off."

Jane Bumian: "Then can you tell me what color his hair and eyes are?"

His voice is very gentle, without any high airs, anyone can't help but relax their vigilance after listening to it.

The woman closed her eyes, trying to remember.

"The hair of that statue is pale golden, and the color of the eyes is beautiful, the same sea blue as the sea."

It's all right.

Jane Bumian didn't feel any surprises.

He thought the little boy NPC and the statue were strange at the beginning.

If they are really father and son, Jane Bumian thinks it is impossible.

This is not a parent-child dungeon, why are there so many fathers and sons.

The only possibility is that they are the same thing, and Jane Sleepless is not their mother.

There is no such thing as a happy family of three.

"Thank you."

Jane Bumian thanked the woman, showing a sweet smile: "God will bless you."

Jane Bumian looked away and glanced at the little boy beside her.

He stuck to Jane Bumian's side as usual, his expression didn't change, he still had that cute and cold expression, like a beautiful angel doll.

It's just that his strength in pulling Jane's sleepless arm is getting stronger and stronger.

The little boy raised his head, his eyes were clear, and his voice was soft: "Mom, stop chatting with them, and go back to the bedroom with me to sleep."

"it is good……"

Jane Bumian pursed her lips.

**

After Jane Bumian took the little boy back to the bedroom, she locked the door immediately.

The little boy noticed Jane Bumian's abnormal movements, and asked suspiciously, "Mom, why did you lock the door?"

Jane Bumian: "..."

"Hush. I'll tell you a secret."

Jane Bumian squatted down, hooked her fingers, and made the child's ear close to her.

The little boy was puzzled.

Jane Bumian whispered in his ear: "I have found your real father, the man in the portrait just now is not your father, I'm sorry."

While Jian Bumian was talking, he felt the temperature of the surrounding air drop suddenly, and gusts of wind blew past, as if an invisible person was blowing on his neck.

However, the skin on Jane's sleepless neck was very sensitive, and soon turned a faint blush, as if she had been kissed dissatisfied by someone.

The little boy's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands, and was very happy: "Great! I knew that man was not my father, and I didn't like him at first glance...Mom, take me to find him!" My dad."

Jane is sleepless and indifferent.

"Mom?" Seeing that the other party didn't respond, the little boy tugged at the corner of the other party's clothes.

Jane Bumian leaned over and gently kissed the little boy's milk-blond hair: "Your father can't find it."

The little boy looked stiff: "What, what do you mean?"

Jane Bumian raised her eyes and looked at the sky, her thin lips parted slightly: "Your father is God, flying in the sky."

The little boy didn't understand, his pupils shrank slightly, and his stiff expression was full of doubts.

He wanted to continue asking, but Jane Bumian stood up and said without hesitation: "I want to identify the gods, and I think my child is one of the gods."

The scarlet letter appeared in mid-air.

[Reason for identification? 】

Jane Bumian raised the corners of her lips, and said softly:

"I'm just an ordinary son in the church. I have never experienced love. But I have a child miraculously. Only God can give people the ability to give birth without love. Therefore, he is Me and God's child."

"He is not a god, what else can he be?"

【………】

[The reason is reasonable, the identification is successful. 】

【Great Holy Mother, your child is indeed the God of Light. 】

The mainstream religion in ancient Europe was Christianity or Jesusism, and the holy book that dominated them was the Bible.

It is indeed mentioned in the Bible that Jesus, the Son of God, was born of the Virgin Mary, but Mary was a virgin.

Only God can make her conceive without experiencing any emotion.

The live broadcast room was silent, and it took a long time for a barrage to pop up.

【Definitely. 】

***

Jane Bumian looked at the little boy again.

The little boy who was identified as the God of Light was surrounded by the sudden golden light, and he grinned at Jane Bumian, showing a smile of unknown meaning.

"You still found out, dear mother."

He took a step back, the golden light shone, and immediately, his whole body was like a shattered mirror, shattered one after another, and disappeared in front of Jane Bumian with the strong golden light.

...The family of three who had only been intimate for one day disbanded.

Jane Bumian felt a little bit embarrassed, finally able to experience the happiness of a happy family.

Jane Bumian stood up, left the bedroom, and came to the church hall.

New blood-red text appeared in the center of the dome.

[Player Jane does not sleep, the reason for the identification is reasonable, and the result of the identification is the God of Light. 】

When this text appeared, all the players present were excited.

Jian Bumian identified the god again? ? ! !

Less than half an hour had passed since the last successful identification! !

This speed far exceeds all the old players present.

Does Jian Bumian still remember that she is just a newcomer?

The players held their breath and looked at the boy who came down the spiral staircase with eyes of extreme horror and admiration.

Jane Bumian didn't respond. He blinked, a little embarrassed, and then showed a shy smile: "Good evening, everyone."

"........."

"..."

No one dared to answer.

After a long time, an old player said: "Thanks to Jane Bumian, we have identified two gods. Which of these two gods is the god who can eliminate the plague? What is the sacrifice ceremony like?"

"Does anyone know?"

After the players have selected all the gods in this dungeon, they must also choose the correct god that can eliminate the plague, and then perform a sacrifice ceremony for it.

The main line is deceptively simple.

But as long as they take one wrong step, especially the last two steps, all of them will be wiped out.

Jane Bumian was the same as before, habitually sitting on the windowsill, leaning against the wall with her arms folded.

The sunlight outside the window was very bright, shining warmly on the young man's body, the hair and eyelashes were filled with golden light, and the caramel-colored eyes were reflected into jewel-like amber, the light was gentle and moving.

So far, he feels that this dungeon has gone too smoothly.

... He always felt that something was wrong.

For example, if he is the designer of this copy.

The design player chooses the correct god who can eliminate the plague among a group of gods.

If there are only two gods in this dungeon, then the correct rate is 50%

This is far too simple.

There must be at least three gods.

The God of Light and the God of Darkness are two completely opposite sides. With the God of Darkness, it is easy to deduce the existence of the God of Light.

So, what about the other gods?Or is it the third god?

Jane Bumian frowned, a little puzzled.

The deepest hidden NPCs are often not simple.

Moreover, he has been in this dungeon for so long, but he still hasn't met his target NPC.

It is the ghost who needs him to offer a passionate kiss.

Even the system didn't tell him the identity of that ghost in this instance.

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The author has something to say:

In February, Little Ears will be on June [-]st for the whole month, god damn it!

I have been working hard recently to try to release the trial chapter of "I was addicted to bullying the boss and then overturned" in the column_(:з」∠)_

In order to promote the genuine version, Little Ears will randomly put Jinjiang suffixes on the chapters, because Chapter V is charged at 3 characters per coin, so more suffixes will not increase Jinjiang coins~=[-]=