Turned into a cat by the system

You can search for "being turned into Maosou novels by the system (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Although Di Ertian was constantly comforting himself, no matter how he suggested to himself, after he knew the truth, he was unavoidably lost and frustrated in his heart. The feeling of melancholy, like a person who was thinking about going home all the time, suddenly discovered Home is gone!

Compared with the cold and unfeeling explanation of the wishing system, Emperor Ertian and hope to hear an explanation from his mother. Although he already knows the truth of the matter, he still wants to hear his mother's explanation. Perhaps he already has the answer in his mind. But at this time, Emperor Ertian still had a trace of unrealistic fantasy, hoping to hear from his mother an explanation different from the wishing system!

With this knot of heart and the obsession that made Xia Ying awake, Emperor Ertian's mind to return to Nancheng became more urgent. He stayed at the center of the nuclear explosion almost every day. When he couldn't absorb energy, he stayed aside and didn't have any thoughts. Then I wandered around the dividing wall, and I was full of brains on how to absorb the nuclear explosion energy as soon as possible and return to the South City!

Before the second day, he was busy searching and analyzing data. He knew nothing about other things that happened in Nancheng, whether he became a Nancheng hero or his cat became Nancheng mascot. Things will not be hidden on the core server. If Di Ertian wants to know these trivial things, it is really difficult for the wishing system...

At the time when Emperor Er Tian was struggling with conflicts, the wishing system in his mind once again received Shi Wen's wishing message, still mixed with the already familiar words:

"The white night has been lost, the black god will last forever, serve my god, and everything is pious!"

Di Ertian smiled helplessly. It just so happened that he hadn't absorbed the residual energy now, and simply passed it once. After all, it would not take a few days before he could leave here completely and return to Nancheng, and he should say goodbye to Shi Wen if she wants to return. As for Nancheng, it would be no problem to bring her.

Lost City, Old City Community.

"The gods are kind and compassionate to all sentient beings. It is the honor of the old city community to establish a division of religion here, and it is the supreme well-being of the community's congregants. Why are they obstructed so many times?"

The Black God Sect, the Black Robe Sect, lied and said, facing more than 20 hermits in the old city community, he wouldn't dare to say that unless the sect saint was behind him.

"Things to pretend to be gods and ghosts, our community is firm atheism, no black gods and white gods are needed, community members personally believe that we have no right to interfere, but it is absolutely impossible to establish a black gods branch here, you black ghosts, don't Toast and not eat fine wine, then don't blame us for doing it!"

"You are the black ghost, you..."

The black robe congregation replied, seeing that the hermits in the old city community had already begun to sacrifice their superpowers. All kinds of ice ballast, fireballs, and lightning were crackling in the hands of these hermits, and they swallowed the second half of the sentence. He took a half step back subconsciously. This matter kept his slender hand against his back, and a cold and indifferent voice sounded in his ears:

"Don't panic, you step back first and let me deal with it!"

Talking about the black robe, the congregation was stunned. From the corner of their eyes, they saw that it was the saint who was talking, and immediately nodded and stepped aside. Shi Wen was surrounded by a bright red robe from head to toe. The breeze blew through, with some sour and pungent breath, occasionally lifting a corner of the robe to reveal Shi Wen's white skin, adding a touch of sacredness out of thin air.

A group of hermits in the old city community saw Shi Wen walking. They were obviously different from the man just now. They also heard about the red-robed saints of the Black God Sect. They almost subconsciously held their breath and wanted to see what the saint said. , The hermit who had just spoken badly also closed his mouth subconsciously and stared at Shi Wen intently.

"There is no God in this world, and there are more people who believe in it. Since you are all atheists, why should you be afraid of these things that you don’t believe? Or is it because you are obstructing in every possible way, so afraid, actually Do you also believe? You also believe in the black god?"

"you……"

Shi Wen choked for a long time and couldn’t speak. He wanted to open his mouth to refute, but it seems that Shi Wen said something reasonable. Since they are all atheists, they are also afraid of the branch of Black God, what they don’t believe in. Why be afraid?For a time, I couldn't think of anything to refute Shi Wen's words!

There are no laws in the Lost City. There are no restrictions. Apart from the verbal agreements of the three major communities, there are no restrictions. This is why the black-robed cultists dare not excessively anger the hermits in the old city community. People are real hermits, and if you provoke them, you might lose their lives!

Most of the followers of the Black God Sect are ordinary people in the Lost City. Compared with the hermits, ordinary people have more fragile will and beliefs. They do not have superpowers and can survive in the sinister Lost City. , Especially the emergence of the Black God Sect, it makes them feel like they have found an organization. Not only can they report to the group for warmth, but now the Black God Sect has grown so fast that even the hermits in the Lost City are afraid of three points. Ordinary people at the bottom of the Lost City can finally live straight up, and their hearts are naturally more pious and faithful to the Black God!

Most of the hermits in Lost City were initially negligent to Black God Sect. The main reason was that most of the congregants were ordinary people. Who could have imagined that such an ordinary sect would develop into one day. With such a scale, the three major communities in Lost City have to deal with it seriously!

But when these hermits reacted, it was too late. The Black God Sect had become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. There were tens of thousands of followers, and it was even more difficult to contain them. Not only that, as the red-robed saints wandered around, the Black God According to the Appearance of Saints, even some hermits have become loyal believers of Black God Sect. After the hermits join, the strength of Black God Sect has been further improved. Even the three major communities of Lost City have to be treated with caution.

Of course, most of the hermits who have joined the Black God Sect are among the bottom of their strength. They are also helpless to join the Black God Sect, and they can be blessed after all. It's much safer to be a helpless ghost.

The hermit who spoke outrageously did not think of a way to return to Shi Wen's words for a long time, and his face was a little uncontrollable. The ice scum in his hand was also circling and growing, anger rose from his heart, and evil grew to the courage. He looked like he was about to do something, and suddenly someone behind him pulled the man and sneered:

"The saint is really clever in speaking, and she fell into your trap without knowing it. This kind of thing that can't be verified or falsified is that you gods are willing to use it to fool people. If you have the ability, you will put your so-called The Black God is summoned, let us atheists open our eyes. If we can really photograph it, let alone build a branch, we will immediately join the Black God Sect, huh!"

The speaker was a handsome young man who had been hidden in the crowd before and was not conspicuous, but listening to him was logical and clear, he was obviously not an ordinary member. Seeing the awe in the eyes of the surrounding members, this person was actually a bunch of old people. The leader of the city hermit did not expect that he still had a back hand, and did not stand up for the first time, but instead sent a subordinate to be the first bird!

Shi Wen was startled. After the young man's words, she also realized that there were some loopholes in her words. Shi Wen didn't do it deliberately, because in her subconscious, she naturally believed in the existence of the black god. All kinds of miracles are the best proof, but if you look beyond her sight, there is really no direct evidence to prove the existence of the black god. Even those miracles may be coincidences or survivors’ deviations. After praying for rain a few times, I believe there is a rain god, right?

Nowadays, although the hermit is present in this world, superpower is rampant, but science and technology are still the unchanging truth. To prove one thing in a scientific system, the first requirement is to be able to reproduce. After all, objective laws exist in ancient times and are not based on human will. For transfer, the result will not change no matter when it is proven. This is the true verification. As for falsification, it is much simpler than verification. It is like how to prove a fake. The easiest way is to show the truth. Comparing goods and goods, the natural truth comes to light.

Although Shi Wen firmly believes that the black god exists, in fact, her own subtext is to believe that Emperor Ertian is not dead. Secondly, she subconsciously believes that Emperor Ertian is the black god, so she has such an inference, but for the miracles afterwards, Shi Wen also There is no way to control it. She can make half of the street light turn on once, but she can't guarantee that it will turn on next time. It is very likely that the next miracle will become the sound of a scrapped radio or the operation of equipment that has been in disrepair.

In short, Shi Wen recalled carefully, every time the signs of the miracle appeared were different. Strictly speaking, there was a bit of luck. Even if Shi Wen knew it, there were some things that would not be determined by firm belief. What happens in reality, personal will cannot replace the laws of nature, unless you are really a god!

Regarding the issue of Black God, it is basically impossible to prove it or falsify it, so the existence of Black God itself is a paradox, and Shi Wen didn’t realize this, so he asked others with such a logical trap. , If the person being asked can't respond, naturally they can't answer.

It’s like having a question and you don’t know the answer yourself, but you tell others that if he can’t answer the question, he’s not as good as you. In fact, you don’t know the answer, but he doesn’t know that you don’t know the answer. I didn't realize the problem, and the only ending left to him was to admit defeat.

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Obviously, the handsome young man in front of him did not fall into a logical trap. He calmly discovered the loopholes in Shi Wen’s words. Since they are talking about their atheists, then you, as a black god, prove that the existence of the black god should Can't it be simpler?

At this moment, a black robe congregation behind Shi Wen leaned over and whispered in Shi Wen's ear:

"Holy woman, this person is the second master of the old city community. I didn't expect to hide in the crowd. Obviously he came prepared. It seems that today we are probably going to return without success..."

After hearing this, Shi Wen nodded faintly, but didn't say anything. The black robe taught the audience and had to step back. Shi Wen raised her head, and after taking off her hood, she calmly stared at the slightly sarcasm. The young man, with a pious face, closed his eyes and chanted:

"The white night has been lost, the black god will last forever, serve my god, and everything is pious!"

They are all grown-ups. Maybe others will believe in this kind of gods and gods, but those people who have gone through life and death now only believe in themselves. Even if there are ghosts and gods, how can this god and Buddha care about their prolonged life? Ordinary people, cut, it's just nonsense made up!

Shi Wen kept beating the drums in her heart as she recited, and she couldn't help but feel a little self-doubt, because she subconsciously swept around her eyes just now. It was quite empty, without any obstruction, and looked bald. Even if she could really summon a miracle, it seemed that there was nothing. The carrier, you can’t even see the base of the street lamp, is it really going to be worn this time?

Shi Wen's face was pious, her voice was sacred, and she felt sacred and inviolable after hearing her, but the young man looked contemptuous, watching Shi Wen finish the reading seriously, and sneered:

"Do you think you are chanting a spell? Summon the Black God? Stop teasing. If there is a Black God, let him compare with Lao Tzu..."

Before the young man's last words could be finished, a strong wind came behind Shi Wen, passing by Shi Wen, and rushing straight to the young man. The speed was incredible. Everyone couldn't react at all, but felt that a strong wind had blown!

However, the superpower in the hands of the young man and the hermit behind him suddenly stagnated, as if time had stopped, but this suffocation only existed for a moment, and then the hermits in the front row of the hermit in the old city, including the youth. Inside, the neck hurts, one after another ouch, subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover it.

After that, I felt like my neck was scratched by something sharp. There was blood oozing from under the skin, but it was just a skin trauma. It was not a major problem. After all the hermits realized, they panicked and gathered vigilantly. Together, they surrounded the Youth League and scanned the surroundings vigilantly. One of them said uncomfortably:

"Second master, are you okay? What happened?"

"It's okay, the demon wind from nowhere has been scratched a bit, it's not in the way!"

"Huh? Second master, there seems to be a character carved on your neck?"

Some of the hermits in the old city noticed the anomaly, and subconsciously said, the hermits all around took a breath of air, and the young man looked terrified. He stretched out his hand and touched the scar on his neck and said:

"What word?"

"Uh...it seems...it's a...sacred word!"

"God?"

"They also have words on their necks!"

All the hermits in the old city who were injured by the gust of wind hurriedly gathered together. This is what everyone can see. These hermits who have suffered skin trauma, without exception, have a word on the left side of their neck. Yes:

"Black God is here for a visit!"

The hermits in the old city were completely dumbfounded. They looked at each other. They all saw the terror in each other's eyes. Could it be that the Black God really exists?

The young man was even more frightened, with a look of disbelief, reaching out his hand to sacrifice the superpower of the ice ball, condensing into a mirror of ice crystals, and shining on himself, until he saw the bright red word "God" in the mirror, he felt cool. Climbed up along the back, scanned the surroundings almost subconsciously, and exclaimed:

"Who! I'm pretending to be a ghost here!"

After Shi Wen finished chanting, she saw a riot in the hermit of the old city, and then she saw the string of words appearing on their necks, and she was shocked. The meaning of this sentence was too obvious. It was obvious that the Black God was not only nearby. , And know their previous conversations well, otherwise how could they have carved such a passage as if they were answering the youth's previous questions!

At this moment, on a big tree next to it, a huge black cat, pouting its buttocks, stretched its teeth and claws, and meowed at Shi Wen!

Everyone was attracted by this sudden noise, and the black robe cultists behind Shi Wen muttered subconsciously:

"What a big black cat!"

Shi Wen was taken aback, with tears in her eyes, and she fell to the ground with a thump, tremblingly:

"God manifests saints, and worships Black God!"

Only then did the black robe cultists react, and hurriedly bowed down and knelt down. It turns out that this black cat is a black god, my God!

The hermits in the old city saw the black gods worshipped one after another, and looked stunned, and then saw the black cat with the devilish pupils on the branch. Go back.