Ordinary people have fallen into extreme fanaticism, and the performance of the official elites is not much better.

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Country z, a research institute of a military academy.

"Replay! Play back! Go back! Continue back! OK! Stop! Adjust to the highest resolution!"

The gray-haired officer on duty stared to the maximum extent: "Wu Qingchen's left hand, what's going on? What's going on?"

"At present, there is only an explanation for the air group: According to the monitoring data, Mr. Wu Qingchen's arm angle and light formed a specific angle, which increased the diffraction phenomenon."

"Where is the altar?" The officer on duty moved his arm quickly: "Why did the altar suddenly blur?"

"Scene Group Emergency Brief: The people in the back move in collective position, adjust the perspective, and projections of several people are superimposed together at the same time, which may cause a certain illusion of sight."

"Why didn't the kid cry? Why did he suddenly start to eat breastfeeding?"

The staff looked at each other, and no one could answer this question.

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Kansas, USA.

"It's 45 seconds! Shit! 45 seconds! If it were during the Cold War, Kansas had already been hit with ten nuclear bombs! fuck, even now, it's enough to let the three girls raised by the Ministry of Defense play the trash!"

"Fuck!fuck!fuck! This group of waste of taxes!"

Like an ant on a hot pan, the Army National Guard and the Kansas Mechanical Infantry Division head were circling anxiously, while looking at the baby who had just been held in the arms of the woman in the video: "Have the physical condition comparison of the little angel has not yet come out?"

"The Communications Commissioner said: Washington is working hard."

"fcuk! Hurry! Oh my god, what happened?"

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Russia, a secret military base.

"Yes...yes...yes!" The commander with several rows of medals hanging on his chest held the phone in his hands: "Yes...the last two minutes."

"Your Excellency General!"

The adjutant rushed in quickly and looked in astonished as the central air conditioner working harder in the large office, his boss was covered in sweat.

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Middle Ages.

In extreme shock, Wu Qingchen slowly came to his senses for two minutes.

Wu Qingchen slowly looked up and looked around. In front of him, most of the people in the main hall of the castle were still slightly opened and were shocked; a small part had gathered together and whispered.

As for the woman holding the baby, she was still kneeling in front of Wu Qingchen at this moment.

What's wrong? What's going on? What's wrong?

What to do? What to do now? What to do if you are paralyzed?

These are two very serious questions.

Unlike when cows, moving honeycombs, or encountering a thief group with a small chance of accidental incidents, most events have detailed implementation plans carefully designed by the Earth team, and even inadequately, there are guiding strategies and general directions, encountering miracles...

What Wu Qingchen remembers most is that dozens of popes from major religions gather together, and the only unanimous conclusion is: humility, everything is God's will.

Everything is God's will...

Damn! What is God's will?

How can we be humble so that we will not turn God's will into a thunder?

Humble…humble…humble…humble…humble…

"that……"

Wu Qingchen held the woman with a trembling trembling force, trying his best to control the same slightly trembling tone: "Thank you very well for the Lord's gift, I did not do anything... Everything is God's will, yes, that's it! Everything is the gift of dwelling!... Go, take your children, remember to remember the Lord's favor forever!"

"Thank you for the omnipotent master, and thank you, Master Priest..."

The woman murmured, but did not stand up immediately.

Her eyes looked at Wu Qingchen with great gratitude, but from the corner of her eyes, she quietly glanced at the direction to the right.

Huh?

The master-level acting courses were trained by actors and actresses from all walks of life in various countries. Wu Qingchen immediately paused his hands and suddenly thought of something in his mind.

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At the same time.

Country z, a research institute of a military academy.

"Chief!" In front of the dense display screen, a staff officer suddenly raised his head, "The air group and the scene group have confirmed that the chance of luminous and blurred is more than 90%!"

"oh?"

The officer on duty frowned deeply.

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Kansas, USA.

"Washington Emergency Notice!"

"Notify immediately!" The head of the Jibu Division immediately approved.

"The Interim Committee for the Astronomical Events, the Second Medical Team..."

"Conclusion! Report the conclusion directly!" The head of the Jibu Master interrupted with a roar.

"Yes...yes!" The communications specialist unconsciously wiped the sweat beads on his forehead: "After multiple cross-verifications, Katna and Katna's son, before and after contact with Wu Qingchen, there was no obvious difference in physical condition!"

“Whatthefuck?”

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Russia, a secret military base.

"General!" The adjutant rushed over quickly and grabbed the crumbling boss: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay..." The commander's face turned pale: "I can rest well soon."

"No! General, please look at this!" After vaguely guessing something, the adjutant quickly operated the console in front of his boss: "You must look at this!"

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All countries and teams opened videos with the same content almost at the same time:

About seven meters away from Wu Qingchen, the woman holding the baby was staring at the direction Katna stared at: The Baron was talking to his eldest son.

Because the Baron did not like the fact that others were too close, a wide space with a radius of about two meters was formed around the father and son.

At this distance, the Baron and his eldest son were talking in a low voice. Not to mention Wu Qingchen, even the closest servant could not hear it clearly.

However, for the Earth teams overequipped with dozens or hundreds of times language experts, micro-expression experts, and other disciplines, it is not difficult to decipher the content of the two people’s conversations.

"Not bad..." Seeing Wu Qingchen bent over to support him, the woman thanked him deeply again, Baron Akford couldn't help but show appreciation on his face: "Elles, the candidate is very good."

"It's not really good." Listening to his father's praise, the Baron's eldest son smiled bitterly: "I taught him for the middle of the night last night, and the moon was almost at the edge of the mountain."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." The Baron nodded slightly: "Your hard work will be rewarded..." Pointing to the entire castle main hall, shocked, excited, and more pious crowd, Akford smiled and said, "When these people pass on the 'miracle' and have hope, this year, those inferior people should be honest for another year."

"Your wisdom!"

When the Baron's eldest son bent down slightly and stood up again, his face was full of admiration: "I can only think of asking His Excellency Los to preside over the morning prayer, so that everyone knows that we and the church do not always hate each other... but you can come up with such a good way at once."

"When you encounter opportunities, you may gain more results." The Baron gave a happy note.

"It's the father." The eldest son nodded and suddenly asked with some doubts: "Father, the effect of 'miracle' is so good, why didn't you do more before?"

"Ha...Elles, be content." His Excellency Baron shook his head: "Where is 'miracle' so simple?" He pointed to the crowd around him in a concealed manner: "First of all, 'miracle' itself is inconvenient and frequent... Secondly, if it weren't for His Excellency Los who rescued the herd of cattle in Akerley's village, and His Excellency Loss's method also cured several cows in Fort Akford, how could they believe it so easily? Look over there..."

"Uh..." After a moment of silence, following Baron Akford's thoughts and also following the direction pointed by Baron Akford, the Baron's eldest son immediately discovered: "His Excellency Valles, Lord Keter, and Lord Yang Guolien... Is this...it seems a little suspicious?"

"Of course I will doubt it." Baron Akford smiled: "I can't even understand this. How can I feel at ease to let them be my farming officer, forest officer, and horse officer?"

"Ah?" The Baron's eldest son was immediately nervous.

"Don't worry." The Baron waved his hand: "Let the servants and the inferiors be more peaceful, and they will benefit them more. Don't worry, they will definitely not say a word."

"Um...yes." The eldest son thought for a while and nodded quickly.

"Father..." He stood quietly for a while, and as Wu Qingchen continued to be confused, the eldest son began to worry again: "Is it really okay if I didn't tell Your Excellency Los in advance?"

“What’s the problem?”

"What if something messes happen..."

"What is chaos?" Baron Akford smiled indifferently: "Publicity is called a sense of awe for the Lord; excitement is to thank the Lord for his grace; dazed in confusion because he is communicating with the Lord... Elles, remember that we should just do whatever is related to the Lord. It is best for the priest to understand nature. If we don't understand, we can help, regardless of whether it is beneficial to the priest, don't tell the group of people what the priest is like."

"And look..." Baron Akford suddenly looked up slightly and smiled at Wu Qingchen, who was looking at him, and nodded: "Your Excellency Loss is a very smart child. It seems that he has almost guessed it now... Tsk tsk, everything is God's will, well said..."

"Huh?" The Baron's eldest son also smiled at Wu Qingchen, and then asked his father suspiciously: "Why do you say that?"

"Everything is God's will... Not bad, but after saying this, it was easy to recognize the 'miracle' and blocked the idea of ​​others asking him to touch the patient or the sick cow in the future."
To be continued...