Although based on the number of people present, the food dumped by Ahn'Qiraj in the small square was actually not much.
What's more, due to Ahn'Qiraj's intentional or unintentional indulgence, the packaging of some cans was damaged due to excessive extrusion and collision, and the food was scattered on the floor.
The rich aroma dispersed in the wind, stimulating the nearby survivors to swallow their saliva and eager to pounce on them immediately to share the food.
"Are you telling the truth?"
A gangster named Zhao San finally couldn't resist the temptation, separated from the crowd for thousands of steps, and started asking questions.
Based on his figure, if placed in the old civilization before the end of the world, it can be said to be thin.
But now, five years after the apocalypse, he is considered to be tall and round among ordinary survivors.
Not surprisingly, I usually use some shady means to compete for other people's relief food.
For such people, any kind of belief or believer is just something that falls on deaf ears and they don’t believe it at all.
There are only two things that can make him believe: power and interests.
Although the mysterious figure in front of him is mysterious and talks like a magic stick, the amount of food on the field is not fake, and there is also the famous Savior Guild to support him.
The double food and extra subsidies he promised should be pretty reliable, right?
"Come here" Ahn'Qiraj did not answer him directly, but with a move of his hand, he moved Zhao San to the middle of the small square from a distance.
This technique is truly extraordinary.
At the very least, the senior leaders of the Saviors Guild who accompanied him didn't react, and their faces were more or less shocked.
But for ordinary survivors, they are too far away from the circle of professionals, and they don't know much about the abilities of professionals.
Although he was inevitably a little panicked, Zhao San calmed down when he thought about the presence of more than 100,000 people watching.
Like meat on a hob, the big thorn stood there, wanting to see what this mysterious man would do.
Ahn'Qiraj's movements are also very simple.
He made a random stroke on the ground, circled two 60-pound bags of grain and dozens of boxes of cans, and said: "Let me ask you again, do you believe in me voluntarily?
If so, as my first priority in rebuilding the Shadow Parliament, Believers, these rewards are yours.”
Rub so much If placed in the former professional power base, it would be enough to buy five lives for someone like him.
For a moment, Zhao San, who was overwhelmed with ecstasy, nodded desperately as if he had been given blood, and said incoherently: "I am willing, I am willing to believe in you as a god."
Damn your faith, it’s all bullshit in front of these real materials.
"very good" Ahn'Qiraj's tone was a little more approving and satisfied, and he looked at the members of the Savior Guild accompanying him.
In the previous agreement, it was only stated that they must be willing to be inspired.
Now, this human being has voluntarily believed in me as God.
Now that you have become my believer, what I do has nothing to do with you?
"this" Several experts accompanying him were a little stunned.
This method was just an ordinary inducement.
Although it seems a bit pricey for a god, I have to say that there is nothing better than this.
It seems that it does not violate their president's agreement.
After looking at each other, several experts could only remain silent helplessly.
This is considered acquiescence.
Seeing this, Ahn'Qiraj smiled, looked at the other survivors who were stimulated by Zhao San's example and became crazy and enthusiastic, and spoke again to confirm.
"Are you all willing to become my believers?"
Before this, he had also considered that if food alone could not impress these humans, he would throw out the stronger bargaining chip of having the power of a professional without having to fight monsters.
But now it seems that it is no longer needed.
Just five minutes later, all the nearly 10,000 survivors present became the first followers of Ahn'Qiraj under the food offensive.
Only a dozen or so people were frightened by the madness of this group, vaguely felt something was wrong, and chose to withdraw.
The other batches of survivors that followed were nothing more than a repeat of this "persuasion" operation.
Even as the news spread and Ahn'Qiraj was worried that he would not have enough food, many survivors rushed to express their willingness to become followers of the Shadow without waiting for Ahn'Qiraj to speak.
That night, after sending away the unhappy-looking members of the Saviors Guild, Ahn'Qiraj did not hesitate to use up his divine power to weave a shadow dream that enveloped all 123,000 people in the town.
This kind of large-scale invasion of mental power is of no use to professionals with strong mental attributes.
Even for ordinary survivors who are determined, it may not necessarily be effective.
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But among the survivors of Fengtian Town, there are still a few determined people What's more, just today during the day, each of them personally promised in person that they were willing to believe in Ahn'Qiraj as their god.
Gods are gods after all, and promises made to Him are not just empty words.
There is a price to pay for breach of contract.
These two factors made it easy for Ahn'Qiraj's Shadow Dream to invade everyone and plant the seeds of faith in their hearts.
After just a few days of repeated attacks, a new group of shadow believers with firm beliefs will emerge.
The survivors who were still immersed in dreams at this moment had no idea what price they paid for the little food they got during the day.
Just like a fish in a fish pond, it bites the hook without thinking in front of the sweet bait.
The sudden change of the survivors in Fengtian Town was quickly discovered by the members of the Saviors Guild who paid attention to the news here, and they felt the impact intuitively.
A large number of people they had previously regarded as hopeless bastards turned into devout, silent believers of the Shadow Supreme in just a few days.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes through a fleet of vehicles that regularly transported supplies, I'm afraid many professionals wouldn't have believed what was happening.
The terrifying brainwashing ability of a true god made these professionals feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
And these guild members finally understood Fang Jin's good intentions: why he had tried so hard to make concessions before, and also to prohibit Ahn'Qiraj from preaching at will in China, and to leave the earth as soon as possible.
Without this restriction, they would really worry that one day in the future, their family members and even themselves would become believers who have lost themselves under the unbridled inspiration of the God of Shadows.
After all, there used to be many gods in the Twilight Plane who could check and balance each other, and no one dared to mess around.
But now on earth, there is only one true god, Ahn'Qiraj.
As this worry spread, and there was concern that some professional forces would privately bypass the Savior Guild and contact Ahn'Qiraj himself directly, many senior leaders of the Savior Guild made suggestions to Fang Jin.
And Fang Jin also took good care of it.
Half a day later, a new secret order was issued: Fengtian Town and the surrounding ten kilometers are a restricted area of the Salvation Guild, and any unrelated personnel are strictly prohibited from entering or leaving.
To this end, Fang Jin even added new checkpoints at all entrances and exits in Fengtian Town and equipped them with rangers to monitor the sky with reconnaissance eagles.
After such maximum isolation, the possible impact of the Shadow God was finally weakened to the minimum
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