You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 215 The Warden's Dog

Although Chi Ping chose "Yes," he ultimately did not kill Dai Guangji. From Chi Ping's perspective, his crime did not deserve the death penalty.

Just shut it up first and figure out how to deal with it later.

As for the A-level prisoner who Luo Xinghe mentioned could take over the job of elder, Chi Ping had already called him to the warden's office.

Chi Ping asked Luo Xinghe what kind of person he was.

Luo Xinghe was silent for a while, then said in a subtle tone:
“He’s a very ambitious person.”

How much more ambitious could he be? Chi Ping hadn't asked, but he saw it now.

"Mr. Shepherd, I am your dog."

Patriarch is a regional religious leader. It can be used to refer to the Pope or the bishop.

Therefore, the leader of the Order of Righteousness can also be called the Patriarch.

It was a bit unexpected that he addressed Chi Ping as Patriarch.

The "dog" behind was even more explosive.

This is an advancement that I never imagined.

Chi Ping was stunned for a long time before he recovered and said, "Your name."

"My name is He Zhao, Mr. Pastor."

"What about your abilities?" Chi Ping asked again. He was too lazy to look through the files.

“It used to be ‘bewitching’, which could cause the other party to hallucinate to a certain extent;
"But Bishop Luo said that 'bewitching' is not a good word and asked me to change it to 'oracle' in the future."

Only then did Chi Ping understand why Luo Xinghe chose him.

He looked at He Zhao again and found that this guy had a thin face and his cheeks were slightly sunken. His body was like his face, like a long bamboo pole.

Chi Ping thought about it and asked someone to send him a white robe and a wig.

After he put on a wig and a white robe, there was a kind light in his eyes and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The wig is a middle-parted hairstyle, with long hair draped over the shoulders and some gray.

The robe reached the ground, covering the feet.

Like, very similar.

If you add the ability of "Oracle", he will look like the Son of God.

As expected, to deal with the Original Church, we still need people from within the Original Church.

The knife stabbed into the eye socket of the Original Church.

Chi Ping wanted to experience the temptation of the Son of God. He waved his hand towards He Zhao and said:

"Tell me more about your abilities."

"Simply put, whatever I say will materialize before your eyes. However, this is just a trick to deceive your senses; it doesn't actually change the object. Can I demonstrate it?"

"Come." Chi Ping took off his super energy suppressor.

He Zhao coughed, cleared his throat, and smoothed his hair and clothes.

Put on a compassionate look:

“God said, Let it rain.”

It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and the weather in the south was very hot. The air conditioner was on full blast, and the window was open a crack for ventilation.

Outside, the dark green leaves in the flowerbeds reflected the dazzling sunlight. A gardener, wearing a straw hat, used a chainsaw to trim the green belt into a neat pattern.

The hot air is filled with the smell of grass and trees, and the noisy chirping of cicadas embellishes the tired people.

There was no sign of rain in the sky.

"Did you use your ability?"

Ikehei asked.

It seemed as if a flock of crows flew over his head, and the situation was a bit awkward.

He Zhao's eyebrows were twisted into knots.

It shouldn't be.

He had indeed used his ability on Chi Ping.

But why didn't the Patriarch react?

Could it be that "God" really exists and is protecting the Patriarch?

But the problem is, they are outliers.

If God really exists, shouldn't the Patriarch be killed by a bolt of lightning?
He was puzzled.

"Mr. Mu is blessed by God, and my ability seems to be ineffective." He Zhao lowered his eyebrows and said in a sincere tone.

"Nonsense. If there really is a God, shouldn't I be struck to death by a bolt of lightning?" Chi Ping said.

Ok?
He Zhao was suddenly shocked when he heard this.

No, this is still without God’s blessing?
How do you know what I'm thinking?
He looked at Chi Ping with some trepidation.

"Mr. Warden, there might be something wrong with my ability. If we had physical contact, the effect might be better."

Chi Ping stretched out a hand: "Come."

Then, He Zhao respectfully placed his hand on Chi Ping's.

Then, he activated his ability.

"Shepherd, first."

"Huh?" Chi Ping looked at him. "I'm your dog."

Then, the ability is activated immediately.

Chi Ping saw that his body was changing, with yellow-brown hair emerging from his pores and growing wildly.

The hand that came into contact with Chi Ping became slender, and sharp claws slowly grew on the fingertips.

After two or three seconds, he changed.

It turned into a dog with a human head.

It has changed, but not completely.

"It's pretty good, isn't it?"

Ikehira comforted him dully.

But this illusion only lasted two or three seconds before it collapsed.

By meeting the requirement of physical contact, He Zhao can almost interfere beyond his level.

However, the gap between him and Chi Ping is so big that his ability is limited.

He Zhao thought his ability had taken effect, and he smiled happily.

But there was a fine layer of sweat on his vest.

Imparting abilities to the Patriarch consumes too much mental energy.

Federal officials must have some specific methods.

He Zhao thought so.

Chi Ping then gave him some precautions:
“When you get out, keep a low profile.

"You actually still have six months left in your sentence. I've asked my subordinates to write a report on your outstanding performance in an effort to reduce your sentence by a few months.

“After you finish your sentence, you can do what you should do.

"Don't give me any trouble, you hear me?"

He Zhao nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, I'll do whatever you ask me to do."

Chi Ping warned him again, "I'll say this upfront. If you cause me any trouble, I'll come after you even if you become a bishop."

"I understand!" He Zhao nodded vigorously. "Even if I become a bishop, I will still be your and Bishop Luo's dog."

He spoke frankly, but Chi Ping felt uncomfortable listening to him.

He waved his hand and let him go out.

Next, Li Youfu will disguise him as a prison guard and let him go out openly.

But Li Youfu's ability can only last for thirty minutes, so He Zhao still needs to keep a low profile in daily life.

To be honest, Chi Ping didn't really trust He Zhao from the bottom of his heart.

He could tell Chi Ping at any time that he was his dog. If it came to anyone else, he could say the same thing as long as the stakes were right.

Ikehira was a little alert and was thinking about whether to find someone to keep an eye on him.

And just at this moment, someone knocked on the office door.

"Come in."

The person who came was a young prison guard, and he looked rather panicked.

"Warden, the prisoner in Cell 3 who woke up went crazy while watching the news."

"Who?" Chi Ping asked.

"My name is Dai Guangji."

Chi Ping was stunned for a moment, wondering what was going on: "Let's go."

In the third prison area, this time is the time when prisoners are free to move around.

Many people are walking, playing ball and exercising in the playground.

Some people also come to the reading room to read books, and some recent news that have passed the review will appear in the reading room.

Dai Guangji saw a piece of news:
"In times of adversity, a principal in a mountainous area was attacked and killed; with boundless love, Qianshan Technology helped him to be reborn."

The principal in the news was the one killed by Dai Guangji, who had stabbed him in the heart, lungs, throat, and kidneys.

But Dai Guangji was a novice after all, and he wouldn't mess around with his brain.

This organization, Qianshan Technology, extracted the principal's brain when she died and used their company's public welfare project to create a mechanical body for her.

The focus of this news is on the benefits of technology to mankind.

When Chi Ping arrived, Dai Guangji was already a little exhausted.

It’s better to say that he is mad than crazy.

After venting his anger, his eyes turned red and he collapsed to the ground powerlessly before being held down by the prison guards.

Chi Ping walked up to him slowly, squatted down, and looked at his face filled with hatred:

"Do you still want to die?" Chi Ping asked.

"Let me take revenge, I'd be willing to be your dog." He spoke hysterically, his voice had no strength left and sounded very hoarse.

Another dog?

Ikehira frowned.

(End of this chapter)