Chapter 1009 The Devotees and Palace Manager of White Wolf City

In White Wolf City, a huge metal gate is half open. The huge metal wolf head above the gate has its mouth half open, as if it wants to devour everyone who passes by.

In front of this giant metal gate that towers over the wilderness, a wide road has been built, extending into the distance.

On both sides of the road, there are devout believers and curious tourists gathering everywhere.

White Wolf City is now definitely one of the most popular tourist destinations in the world. Because of the existence of White Wolf City, believers of different religions are also arguing over the ownership of White Wolf City, but they have been entangled in the Dongzhong region for a long time. The several wars of time gradually stopped.

On both sides of the giant metal door, several guards with live ammunition were on guard with their heads held high.

Most of the tourists took photos of them with their cameras.

Most of these guards are no longer young. The youngest ones are at least in their thirties, and some of them are even gray-haired.

From their left shoulder to their chest, they wore half-breastplates covered with fine lines, simple and solemn, and on their exposed arms, there was an abstract wolf head tattooed on them.

This is the symbol of the White Wolf City Prophet Guards.

It is said that everyone who can join the Prophet's Guards was once the best warrior. They were murderous and ruthless.

But when they joined the Prophet Guards, they had already sworn to abandon everything in the past, even their own lives, not to drink, not to have fun, not to marry, not to have children, and to dedicate everything to White Wolf City and Orion, the Prophet of Guns. .

It is said that many female tourists come here for other than simple purposes.

Their favorite thing is to seduce these Guards soldiers who are obviously full of hormones but full of asceticism, hoping to use their piety to cleanse and purify their hearts.

The interests and preferences of these people are probably similar to those of young literary and artistic women who hope to walk alone on the northwest route to purify their souls and bodies.

It is said that after each purification, these soldiers would kneel down and pray very devoutly, because they were addicted to the pleasure of the body, hoping that Orion, the prophet of guns, could guide them to escape from low-level tastes and achieve a higher level of life...

It is said that these artistic young women also have a huge bet, which is to see who can seduce Orion, the prophet of guns.

It seems like a blasphemy to say it, but if you look at the history books, you will know that religion and belief are never pure, and are always accompanied by selfishness, desire and dirty things.

In other words, all activities in the world are actually inseparable from these low-level tastes, but they are often covered up by high-sounding things.

Before White Wolf City, the soldiers had long been immune to the wolf-like gazes of these young women and looked into the distance indifferently.

But it is their indifference that makes these artistic young women even crazier.

If someone pursues holiness, there will definitely be someone who will work hard to corrupt. This is how the world is.

For example, now, there is another person walking over firmly from the far side of the road.

I don’t know when, there was such a ceremony.

All those who want to defect to White Wolf City will get off the bus from dozens of kilometers away and start walking.

Walk this long road step by step.

It seems that if they don't do this, they can't show their piety.

In the final analysis, all religious rituals are just dramas created by oneself in the beginning. Human beings need this to deceive themselves and have given up everything and moved towards a more sacred realm.

This time, a man with gray hair came.

He was wearing a white navy uniform. Along the way, the navy uniform had been stained with stains and dust, but it still could not hide the shine of various medals on his left chest.

Looking closer, you can even see a few shining stars on his shoulders.

It can be seen that this is a soldier with outstanding achievements and a glorious past.

But at this time, he walked to White Wolf City, knelt on his knees, and prayed devoutly.

Then, he began to take off the badges on his chest one by one with both hands.

It can be seen that he cherishes all the badges very much. He will gently rub each one for a long time, then kiss it, and then reluctantly place it on the ground.

There were at least dozens of badges hanging on his chest, and he took them off one by one, getting slower and slower, more and more hesitant, and even almost wanted to stop several times.

Inside the White Wolf Gate, Sampras took a look, turned around and ran away.

Arriving at a gym, Sampras pushed the door open and saw Orion working out with several old members of the White Wolf Mercenary Group.

"Chief!" He stepped forward, lowered his voice, and said, "Another believer has come outside the door. He seems to be a little hesitant. Hurry up and show some miracles to bring them in!"

"Again?" Orion shook his head.

In the first half of his life, Orion had not seen any big storms or waves? But he never dreamed that he would become a magician.

Not only must he be a master, but he must also be the strongest among them.

"I'll go take a look." Orion stood up and walked out.

"Chief, this person seems to be in a high position. Would you like to call the prophet...oh no, the king?" Sampras said, "If we can attract such a big shot to join us, it will be very important for the development of White Wolf City. There are benefits!”

Religion also needs to be managed. It must be said that Sampras is definitely a management talent that has been buried in the mercenary industry. If White Wolf City did not have Sampras, it would never develop into what it is now.

"The king is very busy now. I'll see if I can ask him to come." Orion's mind moved, and his expression suddenly changed.

His serious face, which was originally a bit bitter, showed Zhuang Buyuan's signature smile: "Old Sang, long time no see."

Zhuang Buyuan has been obsessed with the second trumpet recently, which he hasn't paid attention to for a long time.

"My name is Sampras, Your Majesty..."

"I know." Orion turned around and walked out, "lead me the way, Lao Sang!"

Sampras shook his head helplessly, turned around and chased after him.

The general in military uniform was still kneeling outside the door, holding a badge and hesitating very much.

"Your Majesty, judging from his military uniform, he should be the Vice Admiral of the Nut State Navy. There are only more than 40 active Vice Admirals in the Nut State Navy. Although this one is retired, he must still have great influence. It can be said that he is the highest-ranking officer who has come to defect to our White Wolf City so far, but we must not let him go!"

"Really? Lieutenant General?" Orion's eyes widened.

This should be a talent.

Orion dug out his pocket, took out a lot of cards, lined them up in his hand and took a photo of them at the lieutenant general in front of him.

The man in front of him was definitely a talent, and many of the cards in Zhuang Buyuan's hand lit up.

But one of them lit up for the first time.

"Huh?" Zhuang Buyuan was very surprised.

This card was obtained before the manor was upgraded, but it has been empty until now.

This card is called: "Palace Manager".

Well, I sent my brothers and sisters to the car. Although I was exhausted, I still tried my best to buy as much as possible. After all, it was a limited exemption.