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

Chapter 340: The First Apostle: Two-Faced Turtle! (Two-in-one, the climax is not separated)

The oracle attendant who came was the most respectably dressed person on this side of the tribe that Chi Ping had ever seen.

Compared to the ragged refugees, even the prophets, chiefs, and oracle attendants were extremely luxurious. They wore white fox fur, shiny cowhide boots, and their clothes were painted with star patterns.

He also has a very handsome appearance, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and has the temperament of a rare superior in the tribe.

"You're here?"

Upon hearing the news of the Oracle's arrival, the Two-Faced Turtle apologized to Chi Ping, then led a large group of his men to greet him.

The first greeting when meeting someone should be respectful.

"God, have you given the oracle?" The second sentence is what the two-faced turtle is most concerned about at this critical juncture.

Hearing this, the waiter did not answer, but just looked around at the people around him.

Chi Ping arrived with the two-faced turtle, along with the mongoose, the elders, and a group of refugees from the tribe.

Huoba and Xiaoyun arrived later. While everyone in the tribe was paying respect, Huoba found a piece of rammed earth to sit down and watched like he was eating melons.

Xiaoyun stood next to Chi Ping.

"Which tribe are they from?" the waiter spoke, referring to Chi Ping and his companions. His voice was melodious and captivating. He didn't need to raise his voice, but everyone around him could hear him clearly.

"No, no." The two-faced turtle also knew the waiter's character. Compared with the apostle, the waiter preferred to put on airs.

He wore the most dazzling clothes and ate the best food. Except for the apostles, everyone who saw him had to bow and greet him respectfully.

She was afraid that Chi Ping and the other two's relaxation would make the waiter unhappy, so she quickly explained:

"They are from a marginalized tribe and they saved everyone's lives."

The two-faced turtle said this with some thought. Firstly, she didn't know whether the waiter was aware of the existence of cognitive deception. If he didn't know, it would be inconvenient to reveal the true identities of Chi Ping and others.

By saying that Chi Ping and others came from a marginal tribe, he meant to tell the attendant that they believed in God only in name;

By saying that he saved everyone's lives, he wanted the waiter to not make excessive demands on these people.

Sure enough, the waiter nodded and asked, "Is there a vacant room?"

"some!"

She took the waiter straight to her own residence. She could live in a slightly worse place, but at this critical moment, she absolutely could not let this matter upset the waiter and cause more trouble.

Before leaving, he gave Chi Ping and others an apologetic look.

Huoba looked at Chi Ping and pointed at the backs of the tribe members. What he meant was: Take a look?

Ikehira smiled and nodded.

The two-faced turtle lived in a small courtyard. A hundred or so tribal members were standing in the courtyard. Only the waiter, the two-faced turtle, the elders, the mongoose chief, and a group of older people in the tribe stayed in the room.

There were only two benches in the room, and the main seat was a bed.

The two-faced turtle wanted the waiter to sit on the bed, and the mongoose and the elder to sit on the bench, while he himself stood. But when the waiter came in, he changed his arrogant attitude and instead tried hard to invite the two-faced turtle to sit in the main seat.

The two-faced turtle was a little confused.

"Waiter, what's going on?" the two-faced turtle asked, blinking her eyes. She was a little panicked.

"You sit first."

"But--"

"If you want to know God's will, then sit down." The waiter said seriously.

The two-faced turtle hesitated for a moment, but still sat on the bed.

"Please, please speak, waiter." The two-faced turtle said timidly.

In an inconspicuous corner of the courtyard, there was a hairless mouse. Strangely, it had an ear on its back. The hairless mouse was using this ear to press against the wall, listening for any movement in the house.

High above the house, another hairless rat with a mouth on its back was lying obediently in Xiaoyun's palm.

The conversations of all the characters in the room came from the mouth of this hairless rat, and then Chi Ping translated it and told everyone.

"If someone shows kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief." Chi Ping said to the two of them, "The two-faced turtle has nothing worth stealing, so they can only-"

Xiaoyun didn't respond, but Huoba showed a silly smile and a row of snow-white teeth.

Inside the house, the waiter did not begin to convey the oracle, but looked at the Mongoose Chief.

"Bitter Mongoose." Compared to his attitude towards the Two-Faced Turtle, the waiter's tone when speaking to the Bitter Mongoose was much harsher: "The Two-Faced Turtle Prophet saved you, right?"

"Not really..." The waiter's statement was a bit problematic. The mongoose was about to refute when he saw the waiter's sharp eyes. So the mongoose nodded quickly, then bowed to the two-faced turtle and thanked him:

"Thank you, Prophet."

The waiter frowned slightly. "For something as important as saving your life, is that all you need to thank me for with just a kiss of lips?"

For some reason, the waiter's attitude towards the mongoose was very harsh.

Upon hearing this, the mongoose walked up to the two-faced turtle, slammed its knees on the ground with a "thump", and kowtowed to the two-faced turtle.

The two-faced turtle was so frightened that he quickly stood up and tried to move away, but the waiter pressed his shoulders and made him sit back down.

"Thank you, Prophet, for saving my life."

After the mongoose finished speaking, he kowtowed twice again, with a layer of dust on his forehead.

The two-faced turtle looked at the waiter a little uneasily, then looked at the retreating mongoose, and rubbed his thighs nervously: "What are you doing?"

Her voice was weak, as if half of the volume was stuck in her throat and couldn't come out.

The waiter didn't answer, but said to the elder: "Today, the Two-Faced Turtle Prophet saved a group of you again, didn't he?"

The elder nodded quickly, and several other elders in the room responded in quick succession.

"You elected the Two-Faced Turtle Prophet as the chief, right?" The waiter's tone was solemn and stern, and his eyes were sharp, keeping the atmosphere in the room tense and serious.

"Yes." The elder nodded, and the elders agreed.

"Have you thanked the chief?" the waiter asked again.

This time, the elder understood. He led seven or eight old men with white hair and beards and wrinkled faces, and they all knelt in front of the two-faced turtle.

The two-faced turtle was so scared that he almost jumped up!
"Are you okay?" The waiter comforted the two-faced turtle and asked her to sit down. The two-faced turtle's eyes were now full of panic and confusion. Although she waved her hands repeatedly, she was finally forcibly held down by the waiter.

He was kowtowed to and worshipped by the elders and seniors of the tribe.

"What are you doing?" The two-faced turtle's voice was already filled with tears.

"This is what you deserve." When speaking to the two-faced turtle, the waiter's tone became gentle again, which made the two-faced turtle even more uneasy.

"Next, I will announce God's will." The waiter straightened his clothes and said to everyone very solemnly.

The two-faced turtle subconsciously stood up from the bed, and this time the waiter did not stop her.

"God calls you to be His apostle!"

The waiter's voice was like a thunderclap in the Two-Faced Turtle's mind, shocking her beyond words!
God, listed her as an apostle?
His status was higher than that of the distinguished waiter before him? Second only to the other three apostles?
The two-faced turtle looked at the waiter with a bit of disbelief.

The huge surprise was like a huge wave crashing against the shore, hitting her heart and her mind. For a moment, the huge joy made her a little dazed.

No wonder.

No wonder the meerkat chief bowed down to him;

No wonder the elders of the tribe would nominate themselves to serve as chief as well;

No wonder the waiter spoke so softly to me.

So, I was chosen by God?

Joy gurgled within her like a hot spring, its warm, gentle waters bubbling and enveloping her soul. The dopamine rush made her feel incredibly light, as if her soul was about to float away. The waiter gave the two-faced turtle ample time to revel in her joy, waiting for her to calm down.

After a while, the two-faced turtle asked:
"Then I will be the fourth apostle from now on, right?
"The order of the other three apostles is one step higher, right?"

The first-ranked Flame Ghost is dead, and the rest will naturally advance in order.

but--

"No, you misunderstood." The waiter said, "From now on, you are the First Apostle."

For a moment, the two-faced turtle was confused, stunned and dumbfounded.

No, how could he be the first apostle?
The joy of becoming an apostle was instantly overshadowed by the panic of becoming the first apostle.

If he wanted to become an apostle, there was still a slight possibility; but becoming the first apostle was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

The two-faced turtle is not only self-aware, but also relatively inferior.

She asked herself that no matter what, she could not directly become the first apostle.

"You, don't scare me!" There was a cry in the two-faced turtle's voice.

High in the sky, Chi Ping and others were eating melons with great concentration, and Huo Ba kept urging Chi Ping to translate.

In the room, regardless of Two-Faced Turtle's doubts, the waiter had already knelt at her feet.

This time, the two-faced turtle was so frightened that he fell directly onto the bed!
"No, no, don't do this!"

The two-faced turtle was very flustered. The waiter slowly stood up, took out a parchment scroll from his pocket and handed it to the two-faced turtle, saying:
“This is the oracle recorded by the former First Apostle. Only he and his successors can read it. We dare not open it.

"The First Apostle said this before his death. Once you finish reading this, you will understand."

The two-faced turtle took the parchment scroll with trembling hands and unfolded it bit by bit.

Her heart was pounding. What had happened to make things turn out like this?

Could it be that the whole world is turning upside down?

The first sentence of the parchment made the two-faced turtle stunned for a moment:
"Two-Faced Turtle, the oracle is fake. To be honest, I don't want you to see this message."

The two-faced turtle's expression kept changing, but the people in front of it all lowered their heads, not daring to look at it, let alone interpret its expression.

"You must listen carefully to everything I say next. The survival of the tribe depends on your thoughts!
"I will have everyone offer you the highest honor of the tribe!"

The letter was very long, and the two-faced turtle read it very carefully:
"God has cut off contact with me. All the apostles and servants cannot see God.

"When I returned from the battlefield, I waited patiently in front of the God's temple in the Tower of Swords. God never responded, but I saw the blood of God flowing from the crack in the door!

"Even though I didn't want to believe it, a terrible thought still came to my mind -

“God seems to have been severely injured!
“Subsequently, God’s silence confirmed my suspicions.

"At such a critical moment, we lost God's protection. In order to ensure the survival of the tribe, I had no choice but to make some arrangements.

"The second apostle, the Demon of Death, has the ability to transform both the living and the dead into zombies.

"So I ordered all young men in the tribe under the age of 35 to be gathered together and live secretly underground.

"Convert a group of those over 35 into zombies, and another group to start an internal war among the tribe, and then convert those who started the internal war into zombies.

“Of course, this also means reducing population and saving food.

"These zombies will eventually imitate the people of the tribe and live normal lives until they are wiped out by the World United Government.

"Thus, the struggle between the two civilizations came to an end. This allowed those under the age of thirty-five to survive and avoid the millennium catastrophe.

"Anyway, due to cognitive deception, zombies and living people are no different from each other in the eyes of the World United Government!

“If you’re lucky, you can fool the people above you.

“However, there is still a loophole in this plan!
"That is, 'errors' will automatically attract the 'reformed' to kill them. When the reformed are hunting down 'errors', our presence could potentially expose those of our tribe who are dormant and under the age of 35!

"so--"

Seeing these two words, the two-faced turtle's heart was in her throat, and it was as if a huge bell was struck in her heart!

It's a deadly threat!

The message continues:

"So, only 'wrong' deaths please.

"I have been severely injured and will not live long. The second apostle will also commit suicide after completing his transformation into a zombie.

"The remaining tribesmen will be led by the third and fourth apostles. They are unaware of the truth about the world. They will await the return of God and the revival of civilization.

"Only you—

“You are also one of the ‘mistakes’. I don’t know how much you have learned from Basang, but just to be on the safe side.

"I will give you the highest honor in the tribe!

"Please, die with me!

"To be fair, you're a good girl. You're kind-hearted and have a good personality. If it were before the catastrophe, I would have been very willing to recommend you to God. Even if you couldn't become an apostle, you could at least become a servant.

“But now, it’s after the catastrophe.

“I couldn’t bear to see the tribe destroyed, so I made this plan.

"I don't want to see you die either, so I hope you can take my message and stay away from the tribe.

"If you leave now, you're lucky. If you return to the tribe, then—

"Please dedicate yourself to the tribe!"

The two-faced turtle's face turned pale, and the parchment scroll slowly slipped from her fingertips. When she looked at the people in front of her, she found that the waiter had already led everyone around him to kneel down.

The door of the room had been opened, and the yard was filled with clansmen kneeling in large numbers!

The waiter said, "When the former First Apostle passed away, he said—

"After you read the contents of the parchment, you will choose to make your own judgment!

"If you are still attached to the world, we will help you and conduct the Holy Judgment!"

After saying that, the waiter and more than a hundred people kowtowed to the ground!
A clear and resounding voice echoed throughout the village:
"Please, First Apostle, die!"

The little girl was so scared that she burst into tears.

In an instant, from heaven to hell;
In an instant, others declared her greatness;

The survival of the tribe depends on her decision.

But why does she want to be great? What makes her great?
No one ever asked her if she was willing.

Just like when she was abandoned, no one asked her wishes. It was simply because the cost-effectiveness of supporting her was too low.

And now, no one cares about her wishes, simply because she is more valuable dead than alive.

Except for the old priest who had died, none of them cared about her, but when the time came, they all wanted her to die for the tribe.

Why?
"I want to live!"

She cried out these words with tears streaming down her face, unwillingness and anger, at the top of her lungs!

Then, she felt a warm hand caressing her head, and heard a simple but warm voice:

"It's not a big deal."

Chi Ping said calmly.

(End of this chapter)