CHAPTER 184: 124. DEADLY CRISIS 2.0

After the two had breakfast.

They headed together to the Peruvian slums.

The outskirts of the slums were still fortified.

Chen Che then had to think of a way to ditch Xia Na and enter the slums alone.

After all, his affairs with the Apocalypse Society were a secret that no one else could know about.

Soon, an opportunity presented itself.

Angduo and his team had blocked the entire outskirts of the slums, and everyone entering or leaving had to be inspected.

This was to prevent Arabic and Zhou Shaoyang from escaping the slums.

One of the checkpoints erupted in chaos.

It was outsiders loyal to the Apocalypse Society trying to enter the slums, armed and looking to rescue Arabic and Zhou Shaoyang.

The sound of gunfire filled the air.

Chen Che’s eyes lit up, and he decisively told Xia Na to go help.

He himself retreated to the rear.

Xia Na didn’t hesitate either and rushed to the battlefield with a knife.

Chen Che took this time to distance himself from the crowd and enter the slums.

He moved low-key throughout, following the messages from the communicator as he wandered through the slums.

Until he reached deep into the slums, came to a residential house, and knocked on the door.

Holding back disgust, he said, "For the Master of Revelation."

After a moment, the door opened, and a dark-faced devotee looked Chen Che up and down, then respectfully said to him, "The two priests are waiting for you!"

Chen Che’s status within the Apocalypse Society as a Scripture Reader granted him absolute authority.

Chen Che exhaled, stepped inside, and saw Arabic and Zhou Shaoyang on the second floor.

The two were eating, and he glanced at their food, not bad, there was even meat.

In the slums, having meat to eat was quite a luxury.

It seemed the devotees were giving up their own rations for them.

The devotees would not only not feel taken advantage of but likely feel it was an honor.

The horror of religious indoctrination lies in this.

Clearly, they had become slaves to others, yet were completely unaware.

Laughable and pitiful.

"Why did you call for me? Speak."

Zhou Shaoyang became enraged seeing Chen Che’s indifferent demeanor. In his elevated position, everyone below him acted like slaves in his presence.

Especially when he thought of Chen Che’s status, he was even more envious, and with a fierce look, he cursed, "Haven’t you yet regained your loyalty to the Master of Revelation? Kneel while you speak!"

Chen Che mocked, staring at Zhou Shaoyang: "If you called me here for this, then I can consider you both too foolish to serve as Yellow-robed Priests!"

Arabic waved to stop Zhou Shaoyang, looked up at Chen Che, and said, "We have a new mission for you, for the entire church, for the Master of Revelation!"

Chen Che frowned: "You want me to help you escape?"

Arabic nodded: "That’s one of the tasks."

"Right now, you can forget about it. The entire perimeter is tightly sealed, and your appearances, as described by me, are drawn out. No matter how you disguise yourselves, leaving the slums is a fool’s dream.

Even I can’t help you. If I try to help you forcefully, my identity as a mole will be exposed, and it’ll be a dead end for me."

Zhou Shaoyang glared: "Then what use are you? You don’t have a single ounce of dedication to the church! What does it matter if you die? You should feel honored to die for the Master of Revelation!"

Chen Che almost wanted to slap Zhou Shaoyang, but restrained himself and said, "Your idea is unrealistic."

Arabic frowned: "You reveal our appearance so openly?"

"What else? My first priority is to protect myself. I’ve seen your appearances, and so have many others. If I say I can’t describe you, the people from the Special Operations Department aren’t fools; they’d guess I have some connection to you."

Arabic didn’t dwell too much on this aspect, after all, Chen Che’s words subtly conveyed a clear message.

That was, Chen Che had not yet regained his loyalty to the Apocalypse Society; helping them depended entirely on ensuring his own survival, without being exposed.

If anything he did for them risked exposing his identity, Chen Che would certainly be unwilling.

After realizing this, Arabic nodded and said, "Alright, we can ensure our safety for now. We won’t be leaving yet, but you need to report to us constantly about the Special Operations Department’s movements. If we’re captured, you should know you’ll be outed too."

Chen Che frowned and said, "Understood."

Zhou Shaoyang continued: "Find a way to get us some supplies and weapons. I need good wine, good food. The food these sinners eat is unfit for a Yellow-robed Priest like me! Truly filthy and foul-smelling meat!"

Hearing Zhou Shaoyang’s words, Chen Che couldn’t help but show an even more mocking expression and said, "At this point, you’re still thinking about eating and drinking well? If you survive, thank the Master of Revelation for his mercy on you."

Chen Che’s sarcastic remark, however, made Arabic’s eyes light up, and he said to Chen Che, "It seems you’re beginning to gradually regain your loyalty to the Master of Revelation!"

Zhou Shaoyang sneered, "I can’t wait for you to regain your loyalty; you’ll realize how foolish you are now, and you’ll kneel before me, seeking my forgiveness!"

Chen Che could barely contain his laughter, wondering if these two really thought, from his last sentence, that he genuinely believed in the so-called Master of the Heavens?