As more and more people disappeared from the city, the Inspection Team finally became aware of the situation.
Even so, they were still completely clueless.
The fanatics all teleported on the spot, leaving no trace after the entire process was completed.
The men in gray coats could only search the entire city like headless flies once again.
In the chat group, the Hunter were also discussing the disappearance of the fanatics.
[ Scholar: They must have been summoned by the Preacher; he has gathered all the fanatics together.]
[ On the Slacking on the Sidelines: What is the Preacher trying to do? Gathering so many people, are they planning to attack Snow City?]
[ Ironhead Abiao: With Saber King around, he shouldn't be that stupid.]
[ Deer Cry Yo-Yo: I have a feeling something bad is going to happen.]
[ Scholar: We know nothing about the Preacher; all our information comes from that strange man carrying Sword Case.]
[ Scholar: Actually, I'm more curious about how he knows so much.]
[ On the Slacking on the Sidelines: Let's think about how to find their hideout first. I don't want to wake up one day and suddenly find myself a fanatical believer.]
[ Scholar: All we can do is wait, wait for that strange man to find the Preacher and give us news.]
[ Passerby A: You trust him that much?]
[ Scholar: Even the Saber King believes him, so why shouldn't we?]
Qin Ze left the chat group with a serious expression.
The Preacher couldn't wait any longer.
Qin Ze couldn't understand why the other party was in such a hurry.
If you're going to summon an evil god, wouldn't it be better to convert the entire city into fanatical followers before doing so?
Moreover, he was hiding in that concealed void, so much so that even a martial artist of the Saber King's level couldn't detect him.
With such a safe place, there's no need to be so impatient.
The communication card vibrated; it was a message from the Saber King.
Are you aware of the situation in the city?
Qin Ze replied, "I know."
How much longer until we find Preacher?
Qin Ze looked out the window at the gradually setting sun and replied confidently, "Before dark."
I'll wait for your message.
After putting away the communication card, Qin Ze got up and called over Miss Sword Case was still sunbathing by the window.
"Walk."
Miss Sword Case flew up and asked curiously, "Where are we going?"
Qin Ze carried Miss Sword Case on his back. "To catch mice."
The Dharma King led Big Black to the last place to be checked.
Not far away, there was a row of abandoned factories.
Thousand Faces patted Big Black's head and looked ahead. "Goodness, this is quite a workload."
He was just there to join in the fun.
Anyway, the Inspection Team didn't have anything to do with him.
The restless Thousand Faces then joined the search team.
The Dharma King took Big Black by the hand and began to stroll back and forth around the nearby factory.
More than an hour later, they had visited all the factories, but Big Black did not react at all.
Thousand Faces shrugged. "What do you mean now?"
They had searched every area, but still found nothing.
The Dharma King frowned, looking at the Big Black at his feet. "Has your dog nose gone malfunctioned?"
Big Black lowered its head and whimpered twice in grievance.
Thousand Faces asked, "What if they really aren't in the city?"
The Dharma King shook his head. "Those fanatics all teleported away on the spot."
"If long-distance teleportation were possible, the Preacher wouldn't need to go to such lengths; they could simply send all the fanatics to the Sea Capital."
I'm sure they're still in the city.
After saying that, the Dharma King patted the Big Black's head. "If you can find these rats, I'll let you taste the Source of the World."
Upon hearing the Dharma King's words, Big Black instantly perked up.
He straightened his body and roared to the sky.
"Awoo..."
Snap--
Just as Big Black started to move, the Dharma King slapped it hard on the head.
Why are you yelling so loudly?
"Are you afraid people won't know we're here?"
Big Black shrank back and gave a sheepish, ingratiating smile.
This time it didn't howl, but its body became more and more tense, like a taut rubber band.
Immediately, layers of black ripples were released from the Big Black creature, spreading outwards until they covered the entire abandoned factory.
A minute later, Big Black relaxed, looking very tired.
The Dharma King asked impatiently, "Have you found it?"
Big Black nodded first, then shook his head.
The Dharma King didn't understand. "It exists and it doesn't exist, what if it exists?"
"With work results like yours, you won't be able to get dog food."
Big Black let out a long sigh, indicating that he had done his best.
Suddenly, Thousand Faces spoke up, "You mean there is indeed a hidden space within this factory area, but you have no way of pinpointing its exact location?"
Big Black eyes sparkled as it nodded, finally someone understood it.
Thousand Faces rubbed his chin. "This is a bit troublesome."
"If we can't even Hunting Beast, we certainly won't be able to find any."
"It can only be said that this Preacher does indeed possess some skill."
Qin Ze's voice rang out on the Local Area Network: "Wait for me there."
Abandoned factory.
The Believer Clone opened his eyes wide as he watched the fanatics appear one after another, whom he had expected to walk.
In that case, as long as one person searches carefully throughout the city, they will eventually find this place.
As a result, they teleported directly, and I couldn't find a single thing.
In just half a day, hundreds of fanatical believers had gathered in the abandoned factory, all of whom were level two or three martial artists.
Because it had been unable to send out any useful information for a long time, the caged bird-like clone couldn't help but become a little anxious.
The Preacher glanced at him. "Are you nervous?"
The Believer Clone explained, "There are too many people. I'm a bit Socially Anxious, and I get nervous when there are a lot of people."
The Preacher smiled and said, "This is only a small number. In the future, the entire world will be believers in the Lord."
The clone asked curiously, "Are you going to make me speak in front of them later?"
The Preacher, leaning on his cane, said, "That's right, but it's after me."
"Watch carefully and learn diligently."
"You only get one chance. I'll show you what Preacher really is."
The clone modestly replied, "I'm afraid I'd be ill-equipped for such an important task."
The Preacher said calmly, "As long as you have enough loyalty to the Lord, you will be able to do it."
The clones instinctively stood at attention. "Loyalty!"
The Preacher nodded in satisfaction. "That's right, that's the spirit."
"Don't be nervous, they'll all be your subordinates from now on."
The clone asked, puzzled, "If I become Preacher, what about you?"
The Preacher kept everyone in suspense. "I have my own mission to fulfill."
As the sun began to set, nearly three hundred fanatical believers had gathered inside the factory.
Seeing that it was almost time, the Preacher instructed his clone to "watch carefully" before walking up to the group of fanatical followers.
The clone was frantic, like an ant on a hot pan. Trapped inside the eggshell, it still couldn't pinpoint its location. How could it possibly win MVP at this rate?
Qin Ze's voice suddenly rang in his mind. "Look at that window you were looking at before."
The clone suddenly raised its head and saw a dazzling golden light streaming in through the window.