My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 72 That Lord! (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

finally.

After Chu Zhu announced the end of the Mass, the believers left one by one, satisfied.

"Fifth brother, seventh brother, twelfth brother!" Chu Zhu said directly.

The three people who hadn't moved much stiffened for a moment, looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion and uncertainty.

Unlike ordinary believers, they were considered official members of the Theocratic Church. They thought about everything that had happened before, and felt something was amiss…

However, the person who intruded, through every action and even their demeanor, clearly indicated that the other party was someone from the All-Round Society. And certainly not someone from the lower ranks—

In fact, if they hadn't lacked this memory, they would have suspected that the person opposite them might have worked with them for a period of time. Otherwise, it would be one thing for him to preside over Mass, but why did he speak to them with such practiced ease...?

But this kind of thing is incomprehensible... completely incomprehensible.

"What kind of attitude is this? You're not even willing to reply?" Chu Zhu raised an eyebrow, then her tone suddenly changed, her gaze sharpened, and she exuded an extremely terrifying sense of oppression.

"Or rather, do you intend to disobey the orders of Lord Li, who brought the Eleventh Apostle?"

"!!!"

"???"

The tenth and eleventh apostles?!
"Don't dare!"

The moment the three realized what was happening, their bodies stiffened abruptly, and without further hesitation, they knelt down in fear.

They didn't even dare to look up at Chu Zhu now... as if the word "Li" was a terrifying contamination!
Zhang Hai remained expressionless, but his fist trembled for a moment beneath his white robe. The Almighty Council... the Eleventh Apostle?

"Get out and guard the door! If there's still no movement in three hours, you can get out..." Chu Zhu snorted coldly, "This purge is only targeting Xue Laosan. Considering that you've worked hard even if you haven't made any great contributions, you'll be under my command afterward... directly under the leadership of the Eleventh Lord."

"Of course, if you have any objections..." Chu Zhu said sarcastically, "I wouldn't mind recommending you to become the Eleventh Lord's attendants!"

The three of them visibly trembled, and they forced out smiles that were more like cries.

“It is our honor! No, no, no, not to be that person’s attendant, we are not qualified for that… I mean, it is my honor to be under your leadership.”

"Yes, yes, sir!"

"Me too... Me, let's go now!"

The three of them scrambled towards the gate that the believers had opened earlier and left open. However, when they tried to close the gate, they discovered that because of Chu Zhu's earlier kick, the bolt had broken, causing the gate to tilt and become impossible to close.

Although there were other exits, they dared not go back in to find another way out... They could only barely lift the door with their hands, align it little by little, and forcefully close it.

Tea room number eight fell into darkness and deathly silence once again.

"It's over!" Chu Zhu clapped his hands, a smile appearing on his face.

“…Before that,” Zhang Hai’s voice was hoarse, “could you explain this?” “What’s there to explain?” Chu Zhu said calmly, “It’s like I know you hide a beautiful boy doll under your bed and, relying on your superior physical abilities, you masturbate an average of three times a day. It’s nothing special…”

"I'm just curious, really curious." Zhang Hai quickly interrupted Chu Zhu, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. Seriously, buddy, where did you get this information from?
Even Zhang Xu doesn't know about this! You can't possibly be hiding in his closet every day spying on him, can you?
That’s not the case.

Before rewarding himself, he would usually use his divine sense to check his surroundings.

After all, men are most vulnerable when they're flushing! It's comparable to being on the toilet—

At this moment, Zhang Hai experienced a fear of being controlled that was very similar to what he had felt before with the three others...

"What's wrong with him?" Chu Zhu walked up to Zhang Hai, examined the unconscious Xue Laosan for a moment, and then gave Zhang Hai a strange look. "You have this skill? No way, you used to practice this to make handsome young men unconscious, and then..."

"You can insult my sexual orientation, but you can't insult my character!" Zhang Hai's neck turned red at this moment.

Chu Zhu deduced that his face under the white eagle mask was probably also red!

"It's just the Great Bright Compassion Palm." After glaring at Chu Zhu for a while, Zhang Hai finally took a step back and sighed, "It was originally a Buddhist secret technique! After I joined the God Worshipping Cult, I made some local modifications... changing the palm into a fist!"

"After all, under the surveillance of the Commandery, only martial arts can be considered a force that can be openly displayed! Therefore, various forces will naturally try to cloak a portion of their forces in the guise of martial arts, so that they can be used in front of ordinary people as much as possible... And this palm, well, fist, is just such a thing!"

Chu Zhu remained silent for a long time before suddenly asking, "Since the Commandery has such influence, can I assume that the Commandery's strength actually firmly suppresses the various sects?"

It's a very simple principle!

Only when your fist is big enough can your words be heard by others.

“…Perhaps?” Zhang Hai asked ambiguously.

"Understood! The Commandery's strength can't suppress you." Chu Zhu nodded expressionlessly; he knew Zhang Hai all too well. However, if it wasn't the Commandery's overwhelming victory over all enemies that led to this conclusion... then, this should be the consensus of all the major orthodox sects?

Is it polluted?
Chu Zhu's mind raced with thoughts. Perhaps the higher-ups of the major orthodox sects, as well as some of the higher-ups in the two capitals of the Great Qian Dynasty... knew part of the truth about the contamination?

"Wake him up!" Chu Zhu didn't dwell on this and got back to the main topic.

"..." Zhang Hai kept glancing at Chu Zhu. He still really wanted to ask about the eleventh apostle, but in the end, he could only hesitate and grab Xue Laosan's collar. Just as he was about to remove the mask from Xue Laosan's face, he found that he couldn't take it off.

"Give up, that's not a mask at all! It's his second face." Chu Zhu looked noncommittal.

Zhang Hai remained silent for a moment, then immediately raised his hand and slapped Xue Laosan, the masked man, hard across the face. Seeing that he was still unconscious, he continued slapping him repeatedly, left and right…

Chu Zhu: "..."

Is this a physical awakening? Chu Zhu looked at the excitement on Zhang Hai's face and was somewhat doubtful.

"I'm... Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!" Xue Laosan woke up groggily, only to be slapped again, wailing repeatedly. Zhang Hai became even more excited, continuing to slap him while asking, "Will you talk? Will you talk? Will you talk..."

"No," Xue Laosan cried, having endured five more slaps after waking up. "What the hell do you want me to say...?"

(End of this chapter)