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The four of them came to the stone tablet in the center and put the files in one by one.
"Well, wish us good luck."
After the ghost-faced fox finished speaking, he activated the stone tablet.
Four balls of light enveloped them, and they were teleported to the prison in the same way as they were teleported from the Supervisor's Hall to the lower level.
When Jiang Lu came to his senses, he was already sitting on a chair. In front of him was a shirtless man tied to a stone pillar.
But he is not a yellow person, but another colored race.
The other person's body was covered with wounds, but his expression was very calm, as if he was not surprised by such situations.
Jiang Lu looked seriously at the person he was trying to save and flipped through the files on the table in front of him.
"It's broken... There's no photo in the file, and I don't know if it's Ni... This... There's absolutely no desire for redemption..."
He muttered under his breath.
Jiang Lu kept looking at the other person and spoke carefully: "Your name is John, right? Have you ever stolen anything in your life?"
"Yes." John laughed mockingly and asked provocatively, "So... Dear Supervisor, how do you plan to redeem me, make me repent, and send me to heaven?"
Facing the provocation, Jiang Lu waved his hand and said, "No need to repent!"
John was stunned, not understanding what was going on.
But Jiang Lu's face was filled with excitement: "You have the right skin color, you behaved right, and you still want to go to heaven? Damn it, just shoot him!"
"what???"
Chapter 11 Everyone is doing well except Jiang Lu
"So that's why you ended your redemption in a quarter of an hour?"
The ghost-faced fox sighed.
Jiang Lu couldn't help but defend himself while gesturing with his hands to try to make others understand better:
"It's not my fault. He's black and when I saw him, he looked like Jesus tied to a stake. I don't know who would not put a nail through his head in that situation."
"And he is clearly an unforgivable criminal! A criminal who has to rely on me for a chance to enter heaven! Yet he dares to challenge me fearlessly. Unfortunately, he made the wrong calculation this time. I don't intend to give him this chance."
"Besides that, he also reached out and touched me! This is the thing I can't stand the most!"
"Isn't he tied to a pillar? Why did he reach out to pull you?" Chongpao frowned.
Liu Dao seemed to have thought of something, and asked with a hint of hesitation: "Did you also hammer nails into his hands?"
"Hmm... after nailing his forehead, I remembered that Jesus was nailed on his palm..." Jiang Lu's eyes were erratic: "I'm so sorry that I'm illiterate..."
"..."
The three of them didn't know what to say for a moment.
Each of them made full use of the three hours, and when they came out, they saw Jiang Lu sitting on the floor of the archive room reading the prisoner file as if it were a novel.
You are so fast? Could it be that a high charisma value can make one one step faster than others in such things? ... Ghost Face Fox thought so and asked so, and then Jiang Lu told him that because the prisoner's soul was damaged, he was ejected from the prison and had been sitting here for more than two hours.
Jiang Lu didn't feel good either.
Friends who have had their feet washed know that the competition actually begins after three or five friends enter their respective private rooms together.
When you come out and see that everyone else hasn't finished showering yet, and you're the only one who's finished first, and you're sitting on the sofa in the hall waiting, you're definitely not in a good mood.
Unfortunately, Jiang Lu is quite honest. Generally, the correct way to deal with this situation is to say with a smile to the second person who comes out, "What a coincidence! You finished just as I sat down." Even if you have been waiting for half an hour.
Fortunately, the performance of redemption was calculated separately, so although the three of Ghost-Faced Fox felt it was abstract, they did not say anything wrong about Jiang Lu after all, their actions were very smooth.
At this time, Ghost Face Fox remembered something: "Has your favorability changed?"
Jiang Lu didn't even look at the bracelet, and said with certainty: "It hasn't changed. I checked it the first time I came out."
He spread his hands and continued, "I don't think this can be included in the criteria for judging favorability. The messenger said at the time that any means would be used to redeem, so I guess the indicator should include the defective rate. One or two souls is probably harmless."
The messenger did say that any means are acceptable, but it seems like you want to kill the prisoner by any means necessary...
"What about the defective rate? Do you think this is a factory?" Heavy Artillery couldn't help but say.
Jiang Lu, who was still sitting on the ground, crossed his legs, rested his chin on his hand, and answered listlessly, "Isn't this just an assembly line that sends souls to heaven? It's no different in essence from those schools that taught people by cramming, and those management companies that created stars in history. As long as they can get into heaven, it doesn't matter who comes, right?"
Heavy Artillery was stunned and speechless for a moment.
Now that I think about it...it seems like there is some similarity...
The ghost-faced fox felt a chill in his heart, as if Jiang Lu's words had awakened him from his dream.
He trembled a little, but also said excitedly:
"Do you think this could be the secret of the Black Tower?"
"?" Jiang Lu glanced at him.
I was just pretending to be cool and talking nonsense, how come you understand it?
Not only Jiang Lu felt surprised, but the other two also looked at the ghost-faced fox curiously.
"You think that the God of Redemption is in charge of redemption, so it stands to reason that His duty should be to save all living beings. However, the current actual situation is obviously contrary to His duty."
The ghost-faced fox licked his lips, which were a little dry from the intense talk therapy with the prisoners just now, and explained:
"The reality now is that the Black Tower has changed from a prison for educating and redeeming prisoners to a place that only produces souls qualified to enter heaven. Do you understand what I mean? The original intention has changed!"
Heavy Artillery and Liu Dao seemed to be thinking about something.
The upper area cannot be explored, and the so-called God of Salvation has never been seen from beginning to end. Considering this contradiction, everything does seem a bit suspicious when you think about it carefully.
Jiang Lu suddenly raised his hand.
"What do you think, Brother Jiang?" Ghost-faced Fox looked expectantly at this teammate who had repeatedly given him surprises.
Jiang Lu shook his head: "My legs are numb, someone help me up."
"......" The ghost-faced fox's expression froze.
Fortunately, the heavy artillery became his mouth: "Fuck!"
......
While returning to the Supervisor's Hall, Jiang Lu had already learned from the other three people about the progress of their respective redemption.
All three of them had managed to convince the prisoners of their own views in their own ways, and they had even begun to confess their sins. It was almost done, and all they had to do was to complete the deal successfully.
After comparing the processes briefly, they all expressed their confidence that Jiang Lu could achieve the same level, as long as he was willing to be more normal.
Heavy Artillery also relaxed a little, which was rare: "Although I can only select one person each time, and I can't select the same person two consecutive days, but if I save one person twice, I can complete three targets in a week, and I can also take a day to rest."
The Ghost-faced Fox was not as relaxed as him: "Don't forget our main mission. Why did you really take on the role of the supervisor?"
As he spoke, he asked everyone to take off the bracelets on their hands and put them on the coffee table in the middle of the hall. Then, while being alert to changes in favorability, he resumed discussing the previous topic.
"So I have an idea."
The ghost-faced fox looked at Jiang Lu seriously and said, "Brother Jiang, I hope you can go and find the messenger to test it. It's useless for us to guess here. We must find evidence or clues. The only link between us and the God of Redemption is the messenger."
"Why me?" Jiang Lu felt a little strange.
"Because you have the highest favorability, theoretically, as long as you don't do anything that obviously violates the Black Tower rules, there will be no trouble." The Ghost-Faced Fox explained.
A rare seriousness appeared in Jiang Lu's eyes.
You're not holding your fart in. Theoretically... whose theory is it? Yours? Will you be responsible if something goes wrong?
"I don't think it's appropriate."
Unexpectedly, before Jiang Lu could figure out how to respond, Liu Dao took the initiative to speak.
"why?"
"Regarding the policy of the Black Tower, it has undoubtedly touched upon the core. It is not as simple as you said. If we rashly try it, Jiang might be in danger." Liu Dao said concisely and clearly.
Heavy Artillery also seemed not very optimistic about this proposal: "I think so too."
This surprised Jiang Lu a little.
I didn't expect that a person who had little communication with me from beginning to end and another person who disliked me from beginning to end were actually speaking for me. Instead, the Ghost-faced Fox, who seemed to have taken care of me all along, had his eyes on me.
You can know a person’s face but not his heart.
Perhaps sensing Jiang Lu's scrutinizing gaze, Heavy Artillery snorted coldly: "Who knows if your death will implicate us?"
Oh, it feels good.
Jiang Lu looked at Man Li.
"Don't misunderstand me." Seeing that Liu Dao had something else in his words, Ghost Face Fox quickly explained: "I didn't mean to conceal the risk intentionally as Liu Dao said, but this is the only way. Brother Jiang is the only one among us who has a discontinuation of favorability, and he has also had the experience of increasing favorability. I just think that it is undoubtedly the best choice for him to be the representative to contact the messenger."
Jiang Lu was a little embarrassed.
In fact, he also felt that he should try as much as possible, especially when he had the opportunity to have one-on-one contact with the beings in the spiritual realm, he also had room to play.
But Liu Dao's words are indeed pertinent.
Especially since he has a clearer understanding of himself, he doesn't know if he will accidentally cause any big trouble by doing this.
Looking at the Ghost-Faced Fox's earnest eyes and the encouraging expression that seemed to tell him that risks and rewards coexist, Jiang Lu wanted to say: I'm not afraid that I will be in danger, I have resurrection coins, I'm afraid that you will die here.
"I..."
He was just about to speak, intending to give a few people a shot of prevention, when the bracelets of the four people made a sound at the same time -
[The current time is 23:59. There is one minute left before the Black Tower enters curfew. All supervisors please return to your rooms before then, otherwise you will be considered a threat and thrown into the lower prison! ]
Chapter 12 The Malice of Favorability
"Curfew?" Jiang Lu was stunned. "I haven't heard of this setting. If midnight snacks are banned, what should I do if I'm hungry?"
"You are truly illiterate! Curfew means martial law!" Heavy Artillery wanted to punch him in the face: "Also, we haven't eaten anything in such a long time since we came in. We won't be hungry in the Spirit Realm, right?"
Time was urgent, and the ghost-faced fox didn't even have the energy to stop the fight. He said anxiously: "There's only one minute left, hurry up and go into the room first."
"Then I'll sleep in this room. This room has a pink door."
Jiang Lu ran away again. As soon as the heavy artillery officer heard what the ghost-faced fox said and turned around, he saw that he had slipped to the door of the room without knowing when.