hunting light

Leon originally thought that Ian would agree, just like he used to.Unexpectedly, the priest was not in a hurry to answer this time.

Yi'an's squinting eyes, as usual, contained an amorous smile, clear and sparkling, piercing into the bottom of his heart with one glance.Leon shuddered for no reason, jumped up feeling guilty, and tremblingly wanted to stretch out his hand to raise the little white flag.

"That depends on what the requirements are." Ian said.

"Ah? You also started to negotiate terms with me?" Leon's ears drooped, "I will still trap you?"

Yi'an said calmly: "When you grow up, your thoughts are much more complicated than before. I can't stand it. However, as long as you promise me the same..."

"First, don't violate social public order and conscience; second, don't violate your beliefs. Isn't it?" Leon continued the second half, "Do you want to add one more, don't run to the monastery to find you all day long? ?”

"That's not enough. But," Ian thought for a while, and still added, "You can come to me, but you have to go through the gate, and you are not allowed to open the window. My window lattice is almost stripped by you!"

Because entering the monastery requires identification.And Dean Adway, who disliked Leon, just dragged his feet and refused to apply for a pass for Leon.

The young man got impatient with waiting, so when he came to find Ian in the past few days, he climbed the walls and windows.And because he was wearing that dark black light armor, he looked like a big gecko monster, which frightened passers-by a lot.

"Don't worry." Leon said proudly, "I will come to the monastery again after the competition is over. No matter how unwilling your black-skinned dean is, he can only open the door to welcome me personally."

Ian became more and more curious.To be honest, the scene of Advi welcoming the guests with shame is really attractive.

Leon said again: "From tomorrow on, I will be busy with training, so I won't be able to come here often. You stay in the monastery and don't run around."

Ian really didn't expect that there would be a day when he would be taught "don't run around" by Leon in turn, it was ridiculous.

And Leon kept his word, and he really didn't show up again.

Ian knew that Leon was being locked up for training, so in order not to distract him, he also controlled himself not to contact him.It's just that I finally got used to having such a noisy person around me, and then suddenly lost it, so I couldn't help but feel a little deserted.

Father Adway almost didn't fire a salute to celebrate that "that dandy driving a luxury machine" finally disappeared from his eyes, and using this as an excuse, he paid for himself and asked the cafeteria to make him a big cream cake with a chocolate lava core .

Seeing him devouring the cake, Ian really wanted to persuade him to save money and buy more insulin in the future.

After New Year's Day, the weather becomes more and more sunny day by day, and every day when you look up, you can see the clear sky like mosaic glass.

Although there is still little sunshine in Area 96, the snow on the roadside is starting to melt.The people who had survived the cold winter in the corner gradually calmed down, and the neighborhood became more and more lively day by day.

Coupled with the fact that the reconstruction after the fire was progressing in an orderly manner, and various charitable organizations visited frequently, District 96 actually showed some extremely rare prosperity.

As the "Epoch Day" approached, the special reports in the media became more and more intensive.Which country's leader decided to attend the ceremony today, and which country's royal family will arrive in Glory ahead of schedule tomorrow has become a hot topic.

Ian also started walking around the streets with Advi.

It has been 26 years since he came to San Miro Monastery at the age of 18. Adway already knows Area 96 like the back of his hand.

Every street and dark alley here exists in his mind, and he can walk through it with his eyes closed.He is proficient in the rules of survival here, and he uses it flexibly like a small table knife between his fingers.He maintains a good neutral relationship with all factions and gangs, and has a high prestige, and the gangs on the street want to sell him some face.

Moreover, Adway's popularity among the Betas was unbelievably high, he was simply a popular star in Area 96.

Ian accompanied Adevi to visit poor households in the streets and alleys. From wandering warblers to housewives, from old ladies to little girls, and even some young boys, no one saw Adwei without a smile on his face.

Alpha is a gender preferred by the Creator. Their attractiveness is released indiscriminately, covering all genders, just like a laser gun that shoots in all directions.Regardless of killing or burying, you are unlucky to fall in love with me.

Omega and Alpha are naturally attracted to each other, and they fall in love with each other, while Beta is attracted to Alpha, but it is a dead end.

But for these low-level Betas, Adway is the most handsome and perfect opposite sex they can come into contact with in their lives, and the magic robe endows this man with nobility and holiness.This man has everything they yearn for.Great power, a decent and dignified life, and the rare light in this dark neighborhood all year round.

"They admire you very much, Father Adway." Ian said with emotion from the bottom of his heart, "Your contributions to this parish are all written in the eyes they look at you."

"It's a pity that I can't change their fate." Advi said indifferently, "Innocuous comfort and a piece of bread or two are all we can give them."

"But you have been helping them secretly." Ian said, "That kid named Casey, Maureen's younger brother, is a little genius. Is he one of the kids you sponsored?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Adwei's mouth, and there was a bit of elder pride in his usually cold and arrogant eyes.

"I have discovered 96 children like him in the 20 years in District 12. He is the highest IQ I have encountered so far. This child has a bit of functional autism, but he is an engineering genius. He is still young. We can't leave my mother and brother yet, we can only support them privately. When he is older, he can be sent to a better college."

"Secretly educate them..." Ian murmured, remembering Leon's thesis, "The textbooks in public schools are 30 years behind those in private schools."

"What that kid is talking about is just the knowledge part of the textbook." Adway sneered, "There are still a lot of brainwashing content in the textbooks of public schools, so that middle and low-level children will be content with their duties and willing to do ordinary grassroots work. Don't try to get ahead."

Ian asked, "But why do you want to act secretly?"

"Because the ruling class has been obstructing any act of educating the low-level people!" Adway glanced at Ian coldly, "I believe you have also noticed that all governments, except the Atlanta Federation, deliberately let the middle- and low-level people for a generation Repeating the fate of ignorance and poverty from generation to generation. It is as if they have agreed with each other. The poor are not stupid and lazy, they are just people deliberately sacrificed by the ruler."

"How many of these sponsored people know of your existence?" Ian asked, "Are they all loyal to the organization?"

"Of course not!" Adway gave Ian a blank look, obviously thinking that his question was silly and sweet.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, Father Mitchell. Even a little white dove like you has such a complicated heart, let alone those who have worked hard to get ahead? We will observe the character and character of the sponsored person, and choose the right person to cultivate into Organization officers, and others are ordinary members."

Adwei's words changed again: "There are even many people who will be abandoned by us. We will also severely punish those who betray. But most of the time, members help each other, support each other, and in turn continue to support the younger generation .And apart from faith, our interests are deeply involved, and no one dares to act rashly. Did I mention to you that our welfare is good? Our childbirth subsidy is very high..."

"So," Ian pretended not to see Adwei's playful eyes, "Who is the leader? Who can decide where to use this knife?"

Adwei suddenly turned serious.His eyes were cold, arrogant and deep, and they fell on Ian, but they seemed to cast him into an unknown space through him.

"The resolution was issued by the summit group. However, we are also waiting for an opportunity, waiting for someone to appear to lead us."

"Who?"

"Our founder." Advi turned his head and walked into a path.

Ian was confused and hurried to catch up.

This organization existed before the establishment of the Byron Empire. No matter how long the founder lived, couldn't he live for 5000 years?

Ian really couldn't imagine the scene of this group of high-spirited elites who looked like human beings changed their style of painting, kowtowed and chanted mantras to a mummy, and then revived him.

"I also have doubts about this." Adway said, "It is very possible that our leader is a thousand-year-old zombie. So if you want to join us, please think carefully about it."

"..." The corners of Ian's mouth twitched, "Your sense of humor really strikes regardless of the occasion, Dean."

Adwei heheed twice, walked into a building, and then lowered his voice.

"That is the most powerful warrior. He created us and then died. But he also left a last word. When the time is right, he will return to us. He will lead us to the final battle !"

Ian was startled: "Fighting..."

"Yes." Advi said, "There will eventually be a battle to change this unreasonable status quo. Some things must be done by someone. It is no longer sneaky, bit by bit, but a battle that affects all mankind. revolution!"

Ian followed Adway upstairs.

The corridor is extremely narrow and steep, with missing handrails. Looking down halfway, it is like climbing a cliff, which can scare people into a cold sweat.

And such a building, because it is a brick building, is even a good residence for the poor.It is the house that those who live in shacks and sleep under bridge holes dream of living in it.

"You guys," Ian asked, "always have a name?"

Hidden behind countless charities, it has developed for thousands of years and has cultivated many grassroots elites.

Their members are quietly rooted in the soil of the entire giant whale, lurking, waiting for the spring to come, when the sun and rain fall, they will burst out vigorously, occupying every inch of the corner.

"Of course we have a name." Advi's voice was restrained and proud. "For thousands of years, we have broken down the barriers of rulers and smuggled knowledge down. We bring hope and future to people, and we are The person who truly brings the spark of light to the mortal world..."

"Prometheus." Ian said, "you are the gods who steal fire from heaven for mortals."

Adwei smiled noncommittally, turned around and opened a door.

"Next, I will introduce you to one of the most famous black doctors in District 96. You will have a place to deal with them in the future..."

Ian's footsteps paused slightly to calm down his heartbeat.He put on his friendly smile again, and stretched out his hand to the doctor who greeted him enthusiastically.

The author has something to say: It seems that I have accidentally entered the "Turing Code" of Mr. Chicken hahahahahaha! ! !

In fact, there is no such thing. The setting of Pu Luo was thought up by the black household who set up the world view when he wrote "The Return of the Goddess".

My Pro is following the neurotic "Masonic" route, without the cuteness of Chicken Boss hahaha