Picked up the devil, but very traditional

"Okay~ Listen to the girl, my stew."

"Why?"

Seeing that they started to bicker again, Yang Yue held her head and said helplessly: "Let's talk about cooking later. I have something to do today."

"Hmph~ I won't argue with you for the sake of the girl." The old man on the left looked at Yang Yue and asked cheerfully:

"Is there any new progress at Yuhai? Administrators should be there in the next two days."

The General Administration took the matter of Infinite Revenge very seriously and indeed mobilized a number of administrators to rush to Yuhai City.

Not only some fifth- and sixth-level administrators, but also a lot of grassroots forces have been transferred.

Yang Yue shook her head and looked at Gu En: "He wants to talk to you about the Son of God."

The smiles on the two old men's faces disappeared instantly, and they looked at Gu En at the same time, their eyes filled with indescribable emotions.

Gu En looked them straight in the eyes and even prepared himself for a fight.

Because there is a devil pattern on the neck of an old man!

Chapter 201 It is better to make your own decision than to seek divination from the gods!

The breeze blew gently, creating delicate ripples on the surface of the lake. The sunlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the water, flashing a dazzling and soft light.

The climate in the mountains is very comfortable. Even in July, the temperature is still comfortable.

The wind swept across the sea, climbed up the snow-capped mountains, slid into the valley, brushed across the lake, and finally blew the people in the pavilion.

The tense and solemn atmosphere seemed to be blown away a little.

An old man didn't say anything, but silently picked up two buckets of fish and left the pavilion, probably going back to prepare lunch.

The remaining one waited until he left, then took off his straw hat, walked to the stone bench in the pavilion, sat down, and started pouring tea.

"You must be Gu En."

"it's me."

"Haha, you've been making a lot of noise recently. I've often heard your name in the General Administration these days." The old man glanced at Gu En and continued:

"Especially in the past two days, we have transferred administrators from all over the country, but their hair is almost as long as mine~"

The old man tried his best to make his tone more relaxed, but the slight tremor when pouring the tea still betrayed his inner feelings.

"Let's sit down and talk."

Gu En walked forward and sat down, and Yang Yue walked to the fishing position and sat down, not interested in their conversation.

The old man handed the teacup to Gu En and said slowly: "I am the second and previous director of the General Administration, Wu Zheng."

"Since Miss Yang brought you here to see me, it means that your presence can influence the current situation and is very important to the Administration."

"So I won't hide anything from you. If you have anything you want to ask, just ask."

Wu Zheng's tone was a little depressed, but now was not the time to respect the old and love the young. Gu En said bluntly:

"I heard about the Son of God from Yang Zhao. He said that the Son of God created the Administration and planned some of the advent events. I am very concerned and want to know more."

"Because...your parents?" Wu Zheng asked tentatively.

"No."

Although Gu En's original parents probably initiated the sacrificial ceremony because of the Son of God, this matter was not important to him.

What Gu En cares about is the origin of the Son of God and how much they know about demons!

There is still the symbol of the Lord of Dread on Wu Zheng’s neck.

After listening to Gu En's answer, Wu Zheng took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Yes, it is indeed the management bureau established by us, the Sons of God, in cooperation with the country. We..."

Wu Zheng paused and said, "It did trigger some advent events, but... this was not our intention."

The first recorded advent event can be traced back to about a hundred years ago.

At that time, the country was in the midst of war, with internal and external troubles, and the people were living in misery.

At one place, cracks suddenly appeared in the space, as if a mirror was about to break bit by bit.

But the fighting was intense on the battlefield at the time, and not many people paid attention to this vision.

Only someone in a certain trench saw this scene and it was deeply imprinted in his mind.

That is, the first batch of sons of God.

One day ten years later, they all disappeared.

They abandoned everything and disappeared without a trace. No one knew where they went or what they did.

It was only during the second advent event a decade later that a blurry photograph of one of the men was captured.

There were very few advent events in those years, only happening once every ten or twenty years. Furthermore, technology was not well developed at the time, so even if someone witnessed it, it would not be possible to spread it.

It was not until fifty years ago that the number of advent incidents began to increase, along with the frequent occurrence of strange events, that the country gradually discovered this matter.

Unfortunately, that period was a time of economic boom, and we couldn't allow such weird and supernatural things to cause panic among the people.

In addition, after the strange incidents occurred, they disappeared inexplicably soon after they occurred, as if someone was handling them in secret. The country simply set up an information team to identify and collect strange news.

Once a strange incident really occurs in a certain place and does not disappear for a long time, the nearby military region will receive an exercise order.

The easiest way to deal with the weirdness is if it's in a mountainous wasteland. Just keep firing cannons. All the fear comes from insufficient firepower.

There is no better way anyway, we can only cover it with firepower.

If the fire happened in a resident's home, they would evacuate nearby residents under various pretexts, burn everything down, and then claim it was a circuit problem and compensate the resident with a house. There would be no problem with that.

Relying on this method, I have stumbled along for more than ten years, achieving some small things but no big things.

Until that year, an elderly son of God put on his retired clothes, wore all his medals of honor, and went to the capital, wanting to meet that person.

No one knows what happened exactly, but from that year on, a special organization emerged.

The Bureau of Anomalous Matters.

Since then, the Administration has gradually grown, attracting other countries to follow suit and establish an International Administration headquarters, which is responsible for information collation and monitoring of global strange events until today.

Gu En listened carefully to Wu Zheng's words, filled his tea cup, and did not interrupt.

All old people are like this, they can’t stop talking about the past. Maybe when I go to hell, I will be like this when I get old.

Wu Zheng took a sip of tea and continued, "The original intention of the nine sons of God was to save the world and the people, and to purify the universe. After all, they were also the first humans to possess spiritual power."

"But as time went on, differences gradually arose among the nine people, and they were roughly divided into four types."

"First, since we cannot prevent the advent event from happening, we might as well take the initiative to guide the advent event. While enhancing the spiritual power of the human world, we can also limit the evil god's destruction of the world."

"In this way, not only can we strengthen ourselves, but we can also keep a firm grasp on the scope of influence of strange events."

"The second group agrees with the first group's initial approach, but the difference is that they hope to learn from the barbarians to defeat the barbarians, and use evil gods to fight evil gods."

"Human power is ultimately limited. Even if the human spirit is abundant, it cannot defeat those indescribable evil gods."

"And the second group has a small disagreement. One group hopes to reach a cooperation with the evil god. After all, there are more people abroad, so it doesn't matter if a million people are sacrificed. As long as there is no trouble at home, no matter how big the flood is."

"The second is to hope to control the summoned evil gods and set language traps in the rules or contracts so that they will have to help us and protect the entire earth."

"The third idea is very simple. Since there are evil gods, there must be righteous gods. Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. If they can summon the righteous gods, wouldn't all the problems be solved?"

"As for the last one, it was the idea proposed by my master."

Wu Zheng's eyes flickered, he looked towards the distant sky and murmured two words.

"Save yourself!"

"It's better to make your own decision than to seek divination from the gods!"

"Reciting sutras and chanting Buddha's name is not as good as having the ability!"

"It's better to practice boxing with a stick than to sit in meditation and practice Zen!"

Wu Zheng's tone was slightly excited: "He always believed in one thing, that is, man can conquer nature!"

"As long as humans work together and keep fighting, one day we will be able to kill all those strange evil gods! Not a single one will be left alive!"

“Four ideas, each with something in common, yet also very different.”

"Those who believe the first one think that spiritual power is limited and must be in the hands of a few people in order to create a hero who can rival the evil god."

"I disdain my master's ideas. No matter how many ants there are, they cannot move a mountain."

"Those who believe in the second kind do not believe that there are righteous gods in the world. If there are, how could they ignore the suffering of the world for hundreds of years?"

"I think people who hold the third idea are too naive. Even if there are righteous gods in the world, they are still weird to humans."

"In this way, the differences between the nine people grew larger and larger, and eventually they parted ways."

Wu Zheng sighed slowly: "To this day, I still don't know which method is most appropriate. Before the world moves towards peace and collapse, perhaps..."

“No one knows.”

His eyes looked into the distance, and I don’t know what he was recalling.

Chapter 202 The Fearful Demon King

The vicissitudes of life voice surrounded the pavilion for three days.

After listening to Wu Zheng's words, Gu En had roughly understood the origins of this group of sons of God, but he still did not reveal anything about the demons.

From Wu Zheng's words, we can tell that he belongs to the fourth type. After all, his master is of the fourth type. Could it be that the old man was a heretic and betrayed his master and ancestors when he was young?

But the symbol on his neck...

The symbol of the Lord of Dread was too obvious, and Gu En couldn't help but pay attention to it.

After taking a sip of tea, Gu En asked again: "Which type are you?"

"Of course it's the fourth one." Wu Zheng said as a matter of course.

The fact that he is here and is the second director-general has proved everything.

"What about before?"

Gu En's tone was full of suspicion. Wu Zheng also realized something and asked back, "How did you know that?"