The commotion interrupted Lin An's thoughts.
Outside the small tent, Professor Put was desperately trying to prove that he had truly gained power.
He rolled up his sleeve and flexed his arm hard. Trying to force the spiritual energy inside him out, he strained until his entire face flushed red.
The spiritual energy inside him was simply too weak. No matter how hard he tried, there was no visible effect.
"All right! Old Put!"
"You've been tricked again! What are you trying to tell us!? These people!?"
After being dragged here by Professor Put, seven or eight similarly dressed scavengers glared at Lin An with unfriendly expressions.
To be honest, the only reason they had let Old Put bring them here was that they couldn't bear to refuse him.
They knew that because of what had happened to his wife, Old Put's mind had already become somewhat abnormal.
As far as they knew, he had been deceived three or four times. Once, he had nearly been made into "roasted lamb chops" by a group of cultists and sacrificed to some so-called God.
In their eyes, there was no way Lin An and the others looked as miraculous as Old Put had described.
In terms of appearances, they were even worse than the previous swindlers!
At least those churches had Awakeners to prove their strength!
"Old Put! Snap out of it!"
"Look at these people. They're ordinary people! That guy over there is obviously just a little brat!"
Kicking away a stone in front of the Soul's Serenity tent, the scavenger who had come with Old Put could no longer hide his disdain.
"What a joke. These days, anyone can put up a tent, pile up some stones, and call themselves Divine Envoys!?"
"No! Angus!"
"Believe me, believe me! I really