The night in the town of Anville was very peaceful, although there was a huge manure pit and a biogas digester underneath, and everyone slept on tens of thousands of tons of TNT, but when no one knew it, everyone was living peacefully.The population is smaller, but the other end of the town is close to the national highway, and there are large trucks passing by from time to time, so there is a lot of business for passing drivers.For example, bars, supermarkets, motels, station street girls and so on.The cheap hotels on the roadside are for these people, you can stay for a night for one or twenty dollars, you can have a TV and hot water, a bed and a door, and a small three-story building with about a dozen rooms, so you can open a shop and do business.This kind of motel does not require identity registration, or can be checked in under a pseudonym, which is also very convenient for married people who are cheating, as well as drug dealers or kidnappers waiting for the deal.Because of this, all kinds of dark events have also come, and as long as the people who live here pay enough for the room, no one cares even if they die inside.But that doesn't mean good people won't come here, and that's it today, with two angels moving in.One was tall and thin, the other short and stocky, and they sat side by side in the room, still expressionless as they listened to the 'ghost crying wolf' of men and women next door on both sides, but their eyes were full of worry."
Failed, there are bloodlines following the priest, we can't beat him."
The fat man sat upright on the edge of the bed, his hands on his knees, calmly analyzing the reasons for the failure.They did not rush to do it again after they died once, but felt that they had forgotten something and were thinking.The thin man also sat on the edge of the bed in this posture, his eyes looked at the TV set of the snowflake screen, and said with a numb face: "But we don't have much time, if we can't find the 'Creation', we have also called a new body to come down, and when we see the cause of our death, we will send a high-ranking angel down, and then we will be expelled and laid off." ”"If we are laid off, we will be recycled, thrown into a pool and twisted into energy substances."
The fat man turned his head to look at his friend next to him, and there was no fluctuation in his words: "Are you afraid?"
”"I'm not afraid if I can be with you."
The thin man also looked at him, his face paralyzed without any expression.Because God didn't design the expression system when He created them.Not to mention the expression system, even the voice can only be loaded in one of the two male and female models, and there are no wings.It can be said that it is rudimentary to the extreme, so God still thinks it is troublesome to build, and then outsources the work of manufacturing and maintaining the angel army to the foundry.Those professional managers who don't know where they come from have no heart at all, and they don't talk about any feelings, every month, the angels have to face cruel performance appraisals, and if they are not good, they will be scattered.And now, a terrifying task has fallen on these two junior salesmen, who need to find 'Genesis', a monster that can inhabit human beings and affect the minds of all mortals around them.It was a life born of a hybrid between an angel and a demon.The strength is close to the law of cause and effect, and you can't kill it, and you can't put it, so in the past, it was always closed in a cookie box and placed in God's bedroom for him to take care of.But not long ago God disappeared, perhaps by skipping work, and creation disappeared with it.I don't know if God took it with him, or if it left on its own, but in any case it was a big event.The higher angels were on their way to find God's trail because that task was obviously more important, while the lower angels were teleported to all parts of the earth in search of the trail of creation.Chubby and Skinny found its traces in the small town of Anville.I thought that it would be easy for a mortal priest to be able to do it as long as he persuaded him with good words and some show of force.But I didn't expect that the old man in the porter of the church turned out to be a blood clan, the kind that is more than three hundred years old, not strong, but it happens to be stronger than the two of them together.It's embarrassing.Originally, the two angels had already persuaded Jesse to hand over the creation while he was drunk, but they were all mixed up by the vampire and destroyed their two bodies."
Why don't we apply for assistance, and take the initiative to invite the high-level angels over, so that even if it is useless, at least there is no fault."
The fat man looked at his friend and listened to the thin man's willingness to live and die with him, and his heart was inevitably moved.However, due to his physical condition, he could not smile, or even make a voice of thanks, and when he said this, it was as if he was speaking in a meeting."
No, the factions in the High Angel are too complicated, and if we get involved in high-level disputes, I'm afraid we will not escape death."
The thin man stared at the TV with no signal and replied in a calm tone.The two of them had the same voice, and if there were people outside the door at this time, they might think that there was a mentally ill person asking and answering themselves.Chubby and Skinny stopped talking, and they were thinking about a solution, how they could invite the creation out without killing anyone.The silence lasted for hours, from their re-arrival after their death to the other side of the Death Bell and the church duo playing games, the angels on this side sat motionless on their beds.They feel like they've forgotten something, but they can't remember it for a while.Eventually, the fat man pulled out a box from under the bed and opened it, and inside was a very old telephone, the kind that needed to be charged by hand, but he couldn't see where its wires were going."
I'll make a phone call and find someone to ask for news, who is on standby in the middle angels in heaven, then it is likely to come to our side.""
It's fine."
The thin man didn't think of any good way, so he had to do it first.The call was quickly connected, and after some exchange between the two sides, the fat man gave the bad news that if they failed in their mission, then the angel from the nether would be the one who hated them the most."
No, we have to do something before tomorrow, so I'll control some mortals and find a way to drug the priest."
The fat man stood up and walked out the door, his back full of fearless momentum: "If we poison Jesse, the creation will leave his body, and we will be able to catch it then." ”"Good idea, but what about the cookie box?"
The thin man turned his head and asked."
I thought you had it."
The fat man paused."
We're all dead, and the box is in the hands of the corpses."
The thin man said the cruel reality, the cookie box is the home and bed of Genesis, without it, Genesis would not be obedient to go back.The "damn" fat man finally remembered that he had forgotten something, and it turned out that the most critical prop was missing.It's all to blame on God, giving them the brains they use for the day is a bargain, and it's a terrible thing to think about!"
Strange, why is there a cookie box here?"
After loading all the corpse pieces, he found that there was still a metal object left in the end, as if he had been slashed several times by Harley when he split the body, and it was a little tattered: "What is the use of these two angels taking the cookie box?"
What about the cookies inside?
”There was a bear painted on the biscuit box, although I didn't know what the ghost brand was, it should be a bear biscuit, so I subconsciously picked it up and sniffed it.But there was a smell of urine in the box, and he almost choked on it.Instead, Deathstroke chuckled, stopping the orangutan from throwing things away: "This is an important prop, don't throw it away, put it in the silk bag I gave you along with the body bag." ”"Well, you have the final say."
Speechlessly, he put away the box, took the mineral water thrown by Death Knell and washed his hands: "What do we do next?"
”Su Ming snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw the deodorant and a large pile of various Wilson perfumes, so that he could get rid of the stench of the contaminated angel corpse: "Originally, I planned to steal the drunken and unconscious Jesse as a bargaining chip, but now that we have the 'house' of creation, we will go to the angels to negotiate the conditions and make a phone call to ask them to meet in a remote place." ”