Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

Chapter 878: Stone in the River

The two got off the plane and just as they exited the station, they saw someone holding a sign looking for them.

The people holding the signs were monks dressed in black and wearing hoods.

Lady Shenpi and the other woman walked towards them.

"Hello, please follow us." Several monks bowed and then took the two of them to a luxury business car parked on the side of the road.

The assistant's expression was a little subtle, but Mrs. Shenpi didn't feel anything.

As the car began to move steadily, the assistant whispered to Madam Shenpi, "Aren't they monks? How can they afford such a luxurious car?"

Her voice was very soft, but it was still heard by the monk next to her.

The monk smiled and said, "We can be non-attached to wealth, but some guests may not feel the same way. If we come to pick you up with an ox cart, will you two get on?"

"Uh..." The assistant stuck out his tongue awkwardly and had nothing to say.

"Besides, this car was donated by a believer. Wouldn't it be a waste if it were left there unused?"

"Okay, okay~ Sorry~ I'm just a little curious, and I don't mean to mock." The assistant said helplessly.

"But you do have money. This car consumes a lot of fuel, and the fuel cost alone is not something that ordinary people can afford. It seems that being a monk really makes money. If I had known this, I should have become a monk earlier." The assistant muttered.

The monk standing by looked somewhat helpless. He actually didn't like receiving these important people because they were always difficult to please.

But he was the one who was hosting the monks, after all? And monks were supposed to keep their emotions in check. Even if they were ridiculed, they couldn't get angry.

Madam Shenpi pinched her assistant's face and said, "Stop talking nonsense. There's nothing to worry about."

"By the way, Master, may I ask why the psychic master came to me?" Mrs. Shenpi asked directly.

"I'm not sure about that, but it seems to be a very important matter. I wonder if you two have heard of prophecies about the end of the world."

"Ah? Aren't there a lot of rumors of this kind? Which one are you talking about?" Mrs. Shenpi asked in surprise.

"There are indeed many prophecies about the end of the world, but the mainstream one is that the world will be destroyed by a flood, and that's exactly what I'm talking about."

"Is there really going to be a global disaster?" Mrs. Shenpi was a little nervous.

"It is indeed possible. However, I will have to wait until I meet my master to discuss the specifics."

"Is that psychic master your master?"

"Ah."

The group went to a church with a long history. It was said that it took two centuries to build. Its scale and gorgeous shape were rare in the world.

The deity worshipped by this church is quite magical...

"We believe in the divine Lady Skin." The monk said in front.

"Haha~ I know this. It is said that my father gave me this name to commemorate his faith." Mrs. Shenpi said with a subtle expression.

"Most people would not give their children names after gods, because this might cause displeasure to the gods and put the children in a bad situation. However, my father thought I was different, and he believed that I would be happy. But now it seems that my father was right. I am very happy~ Maybe that god likes me very much too!" Mrs. Shenpi smiled.

"In fact, the idea that naming your child after a god will bring misfortune is pure superstition. The gods don't care about such trivial matters." said a monk nearby.

"Really? I don't know..." Mrs. Shenpi was more cautious because she had really seen a god.

"Oh, by the way, you two, you can't go through that gate over there. It's a tourist passage. You'll be charged an entrance fee if you go through there. Let's go this way."

"..." Madam Shenpi and the other two were speechless. They finally understood why these monks were so rich.

Besides some wealthy people making donations, the ticket sales here should also make a lot of money, right? Just look at the crowds of tourists and you will know how terrifying the income here is.

The monk led the two men along a small path. After passing a restaurant, they took a hidden elevator and went directly to the upper floors of the church.

The monks and masters in the church basically stay at the top of the church, and only a few of them will interact with tourists.

The monks were performing their daily prayers, kneeling before the statue. The statue was very abstract, and while female features were visible, it didn't look beautiful at all.

At this time, Mrs. Shenpi and others were waiting outside, and the prayer inside was nearing its end.

However, when the psychic master sitting high up saw Mrs. Shenpi, he waved his hand to stop everyone's prayers.

This was a rare sight, and the interruption of prayer indicated something important was about to happen. The monks did not dare to ask, but quickly left through a side door.

Soon the whole hall became quiet.

Mrs. Shenpi was a little nervous, as her dreams about zombies came back to her mind. She suspected that something had gone wrong during her research on bacteria, leading to horrific consequences.

At this time, the monk who led Madam Shenpi and the other person also withdrew. The assistant was a little hesitant and didn't know whether he should stay.

But Madam Shenpi held her hand tightly and wouldn't let her leave, so the assistant could only stay where she was awkwardly.

The master on the stage walked down, came to Madam Shenpi's side, and then stopped to look at Madam Shenpi's face.

The master is an old man in his 90s, but his eyes are very clear.

Madam Shenpi felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, so she asked, "Master, there are no outsiders here, please tell me your purpose!"

The master nodded and said, "What did you dream about?"

Madam Shenpi didn't expect the other party to ask a question in return, and was confused for a moment. But she still chose to tell the truth.

"I dreamed that many people turned into zombies, like those in science fiction movies. Master, have you heard of it?"

"Hahaha~ I'm not an old fogey. I have a computer in my room and I watch movies too. But of those zombie movies, I've only seen one classic one."

Madam Shenpi nodded, then continued, "Master, why are you asking me this?"

"I just want to confirm your attitude." The master said something very strange.

"My attitude? What attitude can dreaming about zombies represent?" Mrs. Shenpi felt a little uncomfortable. She actually didn't like to play witty games with these masters.

"Actually, I dreamed about a devastating flood. However, this flood wasn't actually water, but a type of water we couldn't see."

"Many people sank in this flood and turned into zombies," said the master.

"This……"

Mrs. Shenpi and her assistant's hearts skipped a beat; the thing they were most worried about had happened.

"Could that incident be related to me? Is it because there is a problem with the virus I am researching!" Mrs. Shenpi is very panicked now. She really wants to notify the laboratory to stop the experiment immediately.

"Madam, please don't be anxious. It is not necessarily a bad thing for most people to turn into zombies." The master said something very shocking.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Because in all religions, the reason why the gods launch an extinction movement is because the people of this world have sinned so deeply that they are beyond redemption," said the master.

"And judging from the fact that Madam also dreamed about zombies just now, we can no longer prevent this catastrophe. Or rather, your fate is telling you that you need to start this flood yourself." The master's expression was very calm, but his words were very terrifying.

"What nonsense are you talking about! And why are you using honorifics to address me! Is there any misunderstanding here?" Mrs. Shenpi felt something was wrong.

"Whenever there is a great disaster, a god will descend to the world. In fact, your name was not given by your father. It was given by me. I know who you are, but I didn't know the purpose of your coming here at that time." The master was saying some mysterious words.

The corner of Madam Shenpi's eye twitched slightly, while the assistant beside her widened her eyes. "Are you saying that Madam is really the reincarnation of that god?"

The assistant pointed to the statue nearby in shock.

The master nodded silently, indicating his agreement.

The assistant opened his mouth in shock.

"Stop talking nonsense! If what I'm developing is really going to bring disaster to the world, I will definitely stop it! I'll make them stop now!" Madam Shenpi reached out to her assistant for her phone.

The assistant handed over the phone without hesitation.

But the master watched this scene calmly and had no intention of stopping it.

But just as Mrs. Shenpi touched the phone, it suddenly rang.

Mrs. Shenpi trembled for a moment, but still picked up the phone.

"The painter has received the message from the God of Learning again. I will tell you this information now." Greg said on the other side.

Mrs. Shenpi's expression turned ugly. Isn't this call too punctual?

Greg was already talking to himself on the other end of the phone, using formulas, a scene he had seen before.

"Stop! I don't want to listen!" Mrs. Shenpi suddenly shouted.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Greg was a little at a loss.

"The knowledge given to us by the God of Learning is bad knowledge! His goal is to turn everyone into zombies! Viruses that increase lifespan and IQ. Those are all lies! His real malice is to use us to destroy the world!" said Lady Shenpi.

"Um...where did you hear that?" Greg asked.

"A psychic master predicted it! In his prediction, most people turned into zombies! And I have had many similar dreams! In short, I will not believe a word of the God of Learning's nonsense!" Mrs. Shenpi was very excited.

"..." Greg was silent. After a moment, he said, "If you don't want to hear it, forget it."

"You can't tell this knowledge to other people! Do you understand?" Mrs. Shenpi emphasized.

"Okay." Greg hung up the phone.

"Huh~" Lady Shenpi breathed a sigh of relief. "If we stop the transmission of knowledge, those scientists won't be able to create these bizarre things."

The assistant beside him scratched his head and said, "Madam, aren't you afraid that it's because you didn't give them all the knowledge that they're randomly creating some weird things?"

The assistant's words left Mrs. Shenpi dumbfounded.

"Then I'll tell them not to research..."

"But they already have that knowledge, and who knows what they'll do with it later. Does Madam want to get rid of those scientists?" asked the assistant.

"Ah!!!" Mrs. Shenpi screamed and shook her head frantically.

"Then tell me what I should do! If the end of the world is really caused by me, then I will become a sinner for all eternity! I absolutely cannot let that happen!" Mrs. Shenpi was under a lot of pressure.

At this time, the master on the side spoke.

"As someone with psychic gifts, I've successfully predicted many things. But the more I predict, the more powerless I become."

"Because the results I predicted cannot be changed. Even if people knew the results in advance, it would be meaningless to try to change them. The final outcome will still happen."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Shenpi had a bad feeling.