In the last days, I became the young former commander

I just need to pick up some garbage to live peacefully like this, and I usually go online to find some soft persimmons to hack, and I can still live a very happy life.

But a day later, when P7 was eating a spoiled pizza that had been dug out of the trash, she smelled the aroma of roast chicken.

Afterwards, Mo Yin and MDR sat beside him, one on the left and one on the right, and gnawed on the roast chicken in their hands.

"What do you want to do! Didn't you agree to let me go?"

P7 looked at Moyin nervously.

"I didn't say what I want to do to you. Could it be that your family owns this land, so we can sit down and eat something?"

Moyin pulled off a piece of tender and delicious chicken, and replied confidently.

"You...you..."

P7 angrily took a bite of the pizza, but she immediately felt that the pizza in her mouth was not delicious as she was enveloped by the smell of grilled chicken.

"Yes, can I have a bite?"

P7 swallowed and said in a low voice.

"No, you don't want to be my tactical doll, so I won't let outsiders eat it."

Moyin refused without hesitation, saying that he was here to lure P7 to take the initiative to join, so naturally he would not soften his heart here.

Although watching P7 eat the food dug out from the trash can, he does feel a little distressed.

But if you are too soft-hearted, you can't do anything. Bringing her back to the headquarters by yourself is the real kindness to her.

"Me! I don't want to eat it! I don't want to eat it!"

P7 ran into the dark alley with the cold and hard pizza.

"You can go, but you must know in your heart whether you want to eat the roast chicken in my hand or the pizza in your hand."

Mo Yin's bewitching voice floated from behind, P7 quickened her pace, she, she absolutely must not go to the battlefield as a tactical figure to fight!Even if she tempts herself with something delicious, she won't go!

This, this man is really despicable, that roast chicken is really delicious.

After P7 left, MDR laughed out loud.

"Commander, I didn't expect you to be so black-bellied. Did you see the expression on that little guy's face when he ran away? She was about to cry HHHHHHHH, it's really interesting to come out with you."

"I didn't expect her to be so assertive. An ordinary child would have followed us... She has no family here. I really don't understand why she doesn't want to join us."

Moyin gnawed on the grilled chicken depressedly.

The tactical dolls under his hands are strengthened with various powerful modules, and they basically suppress the enemy with crushing strength on the battlefield, not to mention that each doll has more than ten quick repair contracts, so there is no need for them at all. Considering the problem that P7 is worried about, that is, the fact that you may die when you go to the battlefield.

"Well, should we continue to follow her tonight, or should we find a hotel to sleep well?"

"If you want to sleep, you can go to the hotel to open a room by yourself, and I will follow her to observe."

"That's right, then I'll go back, you can follow up slowly by yourself."

MDR quickly finished the roast chicken, turned around and left.

Moyin is walking in the direction that P7 left again.

As if stuffing the pizza into his stomach, P7 began to rummage through the trash can for props that could be used for pranks, and then began to make simple traps.

Being greedy by the grilled chicken, she will do a little prank to release her stress and dissatisfaction.

As for which lucky person will step into this trap, I don't know.

P7 placed the prepared trap in the middle of the road, and then hid in the corner.

The so-called prank is only meaningful if you see the person being pranked look ugly.

This wait is four hours.

P7 looked at the people coming and going, waiting for those who stepped on the simple trap, but Mo Yin was also standing on the roof of a distant building and observing himself.

As a god, Moyin's eyesight has already been strengthened to the range of clairvoyance. He cannot be observed with the P7's vision module, but he can clearly see the traps made by P7 and the location of P7.

While observing P7, Mo Yin was thinking about how to lure this tricky cat-eared figure back to his headquarters.

Chapter 450 Who doesn't like silver-haired loli?

"Commander, where have you been, aren't you coming back to sleep tonight?"

Huang's aggrieved voice came from the tactical headset.

"Ah... There is something going on outside today, and I am still tracking the hacker who hacked MDR. It may take a few days before I can return to the headquarters."

Moyin replied.

"Hey, that kind of thing can't be handled by the tactical dolls below, they can handle it anyway."

"I want to see this hacker for myself, so just give me a vacation."

"Well, since the commander said so, I'll let you go tonight, but you have to work harder next time."

Huang sighed resentfully.

"Of course, I will definitely satisfy you next time."

Mo Xuan ended the call.

"The Great Lord of the Abyss"

"The God of Killing God"

"Conqueror of Heaven and Stars"

"Master of the Source of Life"

"Your faithful servant is here to offer you a sacrifice of blood and silver"

"Please lower the glory of your endless stalwart"

A pious and ancient voice sounded in his mind, and at the same time Mo Yin felt a weak pulling force...

"Tsk, at this time... is it the compulsory effect of the sacrifice summoning?"

Moyin quickly understood the nature of this pulling force.

The gods accepted the sacrifices, not just a single request, but more of a promise.

Although it is said that with his strength he can easily resist this pulling force, but that seems to be tantamount to refusing to respond to the call of his followers.

Since these believers can provide themselves with a steady stream of power of faith, maybe they are really in trouble, so it's good to take a look.

After all, I am still in a state of robbing faith. The power of faith is not only used to upgrade the kingdom of God to a better environment configuration, but also to perform special powers of the gods such as resurrection of the dead, time-space retrospective, etc. There is always no harm in accumulating more.

And what is the best way to grab faith?Of course it's a miracle.

With a god who will truly come down, the attraction of this church group will naturally increase, and then the believers will be given their own power, so that they will grow into a behemoth and eventually spread all over the world. This is his plan.

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The sky was filled with blood-red thunder and lightning, and red blood rain poured down.

Thousands of people in blood-colored robes looked at the blood-colored thunder and lightning in the sky, and their faces showed joy.

The god they believe in is the blood god who is in charge of the abyss. This kind of vision of heaven and earth obviously means that he is about to come.

The aged High Priest opened his arms to the sky and chanted prayers loudly.

A terrifying coercion descended on the entire area. The high priest immediately took the lead and knelt down on the ground, and the believers in blood-colored robes also prostrated themselves on the ground. It was the coercion of death. In front of him, just standing , is disrespectful!

And this high priest was one of the believers who was lucky enough to summon the God of Blood, Moyin.

After summoning Moyin back then, he began to write books and biographies, extolling the image of Moyin's stalwart.

And the second believer who received the power given by Moyin enjoyed a bloody life with the power of blood, and spread the horrible endorsement words on the whole earth.

A new blood sect was formed immediately, and he, who had obtained the name of Silent Silver, became the highest-ranking high priest logically.

As he grew older, the high priest felt that his time had come, and before he died, he hoped to see the great Lord of Blood again.

In the center of the altar painted with blood, there is a little girl with a face of despair.

The little girl has long silver-white hair and red pupils.

The first time the high priest saw her in the orphanage, he knew it was a gift from heaven.

The blood-colored pupils symbolize blood, and the long silver-white hair represents His name.

This sacrifice must be offered to the great Lord of Blood!

That's why this call came about.

Of course, the first time we met was five years ago.

In order to train her into a qualified sacrifice, the sect bought the orphanage ten years ago, and began to preach the teachings in the orphanage all day long.

You can't just grab someone from the side of the road and offer it to Him. Even if it's a sacrifice, you have to have a pious belief.

During his long life, a large number of believers tried to offer sacrifices to him, but no one got a response.

Obviously, this is because the quality of the sacrifices is relatively poor, and the gods disdain to respond to their call.

So after seeing this precious seedling, he began to train her to become a qualified sacrifice.

Even so, the little girl still had a look of despair.

She didn't want to die, she saw too many companions around her being taken away by the adults and dedicated to the Lord of Blood.

But the adults didn't laugh all the time, and the children didn't come back, she thought, those sacrificial ceremonies must have failed.

But today, it's my turn.

What kind of terrible treatment will I suffer?She doesn't know, but in the doctrine, He is stalwart, invincible, and there must be no offense. She has no power to change her situation, so she has to accept...

But people want to live, she is still a child, she doesn't even remember what the world is like outside the orphanage, adults in scarlet robes watch over them, they have no future.

I was taught that I exist for the Lord of Blood, but do I really exist for the gods?She doesn't know.

The old high priest knelt on the ground, and the icy rain of blood poured down on her body. She felt very cold, and then... terror came.

When Moyin walked out of the cross-border passage, the first thing it saw was a small butt.

The little girl with long silver hair prostrated herself on the ground, her body trembling, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or fear.

Looking back, the square was full of believers in blood-colored robes. It seemed that the power of the summoning this time was much stronger than the previous one.

"Great Him, I am finally fortunate enough to witness your majestic glory once again, please enjoy the sacrifice offered to you by your loyal servant!"

Kneeling on the ground, he opened his arms and prayed fervently.

one more time?

The words of the high priest made Mo Yin feel a little strange, this person has seen himself?

Who is this person...

And say enjoy. . .The sacrificial offering probably refers to the silver-haired little girl. Is the co-author inviting me to eat this little guy?

He is not a real evil god, and the behavior of cannibalism is quite contradictory.

There are thousands of evil gods on one side, and a helpless and trembling little lolita on the other. Should he accept the sacrifices of the believers, or should he send down divine punishment?

Wait, wait, this is not quite right, have these cultists already sacrificed themselves with children...

In other words, when he was summoned for the first time, the middle-aged man who turned against the host and said that he would offer three sacrifices was also an unlucky living sacrifice.

Maybe he should restrain the behavior of these believers. At least, he doesn't want these people to sacrifice their lives to him, which is meaningless.

It is also the responsibility of the leader to restrain his followers.

But it would be too troublesome to say that a god himself came to lead the development of a sect, not to mention the price drop. He didn't have so much time to spend with these cultists.

His own T-dolls are all taking their own time, it is impossible for him to stay here and let the sect get on the right track.

Mo Yin's eyes fell on the silver-haired little girl, raised from a child...maybe it can change this sect, let her become its own representative, and send down the oracle.

Well, it's like hiring an employee to work for me, and as a sacrifice, she must also know the fear of being a sacrifice, so she can use it.

"What is your name?"

The little girl only felt the consciousness of terror descending on her body, is he asking herself?

"Elena Oleuna Arvin."

She couldn't remember her parents clearly. In her memory, only the orphanage and the name remained.