Chapter 1136 The Role of the Leading Actor Is Well Grasped! (Please Subscribe and Vote)

When Zhang Yangqing saw Xiao Xuan setting up a mechanism near the supply truck, he knew what he was going to do.

Because when he came, Zhang Yangqing had already asked Xiao Xuan about his plan in advance.

Otherwise, he didn't know Xiao Xuan's action plan and it would be difficult to cooperate.

When Xiao Xuan started to act, Zhang Yangqing notified the sinister actor and asked him to lead the team to the designated place to gather.

The map and strategic deployment of the entire city are basically in Zhang Yangqing's mind now.

He can find a place where there are no blue camp soldiers, and let the sinister actor lead the team to meet Xiao Xuan and move the supplies on the car.

This way, there is a high probability that he will not be discovered.

The boxes containing canned meat and sugar jars are naturally carried by the sinister actor himself.

When Xiao Xuan returned to the shelter, he found that everyone was waiting for him.

Because the civilians here have developed a habit of waiting until the prayer is over before they can get supplies.

Supplies are gifts from God, and even if they are placed in front of them, they are not things that they can touch casually.

Xiao Xuan was very satisfied with this. He changed his clothes and started a new round of brainwashing.

At this moment, Xiao Xuan started to do something cool again.

In this cold night, everything was silent, with only the occasional sound of the wind.

In a simple room in the shelter, Xiao Xuan, wearing the clothes of a priest, stood quietly in front of 19 devout believers.

His figure, reflected by the three blazing fires behind him, looked particularly tall.

Those fires were the "special effects" that Xiao Xuan had specially prepared for this prayer.

The jumping flames formed a sharp contrast with the darkness outside, reflecting Xiao Xuan's figure like a messenger from heaven.

In the eyes of the believers, Xiao Xuan seemed to be shrouded in a layer of holy light, which was the sacred mission given to him by God, making him their salvation in this end of war.

The believers knelt on the ground, their eyes full of awe.

They stared at Xiao Xuan closely, as if they wanted to deeply engrave his every move and every expression in their hearts.

It must be said that Xiao Xuan looks more like a priest than Sidney next door.

Even though Sidney has tried his best to act, he is indeed no match for Xiao Xuan.

If Sidney knew, he would also say that he could not do it because he is a paladin, not a cardinal.

Although outside the big screen, the cardinals, including Robert, all felt that Sidney was a little embarrassed this time. If they were replaced, they would definitely be better than Xiao Xuan.

But this is also just talk, because they know in their hearts that they may not be better than Xiao Xuan in terms of pretending.

Xiao Xuan can use everything around him to pretend and increase his glorious image.

These are what the serious cardinals lack.

The better Xiao Xuan performs, the greater the pressure on the Holy See.

In the Pope's view, perhaps only Greco, who has untied the "restrictions", can do it.

Because Greco was also so good at pretending before he suppressed himself.

In the world of ghost stories, Xiao Xuan slowly opened his mouth and began to recite the words of prayer.

His voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to contain endless power.

As he chanted, the expressions of the believers became more focused and pious. They seemed to be able to feel a mysterious power from heaven, quietly nourishing their hearts.

In the room, there was only the crackling sound of firewood, which intertwined with Xiao Xuan's prayers, forming a harmonious and sacred picture.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and all the pain and sorrow were isolated outside the door, leaving only a piece of tranquility and peace.

Isn't this a sense of picture? Zhang Yangqing needs this kind of shooting picture.

"This kid is good. This documentary is probably mostly his personal show. The identity of the leading actor is very well grasped."

Zhang Yangqing only said this in his heart, he didn't say it directly, otherwise Xiao Xuan would be arrogant.

If you want to praise, you have to wait until you go out to praise.

Zhang Yangqing will not blindly belittle his junior brother. If there are mistakes, he will correct them, and if there are advantages, he will praise them.

I still remember that in the past of Longhu Mountain, there was a master who liked to criticize education, which caused some disciples to feel resentful and betrayed the master.

But that was in the past, and that era was too long ago.

And Zhang Yangqing never stopped Xiao Xuan from showing off like this, because he allowed Xiao Xuan to steal the show. As for how Xiao Xuan steals, that is his business.

After a while, Xiao Xuan's prayers finally stopped.

He took a deep breath and then slowly opened his eyes.

In the expectation of the believers, he took out biscuits, water, ham and other food from a box beside him and distributed them to them one by one.

This time the amount is more than before, ensuring that the believers have a certain amount of strength for the next activities.

"These foods are gifts from God. We must cherish each other more, support each other, and overcome difficulties together. May God bless us."

When distributing food, Xiao Xuan did not forget to promote it.

"May God bless you!"

"May God bless you!"

"May God bless you!"

The believers took the food, and their eyes flashed with gratitude.

They knew that these foods were not only to satisfy their appetite, but also the spiritual support Xiao Xuan gave them.

Today was another day when Xiao Xuan took on a lot of responsibilities. After he was done, he was ready to rest, but Zhang Yangqing's work continued.

He ordered the sinister actor to turn on the radio and take turns listening to the contents of the radio with other actors.

Try not to miss any details.

This is a military radio, and it is sure to receive some key information.

If Zhang Yangqing guessed correctly, the ghost story scene may start to intensify tomorrow.

There were bursts of electric current sounds from the radio, which was a sign of unstable signal. The sinister actor patiently adjusted the frequency, hoping to find a trace of useful information in this chaotic band.

Finally, when he tuned to a channel, a clear and rapid conversation came into his ears.

"Call for support! Those weird zombies are attacking us! They are numerous and fierce, and we must get reinforcements as soon as possible!" An anxious voice sounded on the radio, full of urgency.

Then, another voice came over: "I just repelled a wave of weird zombies here, but the situation is still not optimistic. We must be prepared for a long-term battle."

Listening to these conversations, the sinister actor couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of tension in his heart.

He realized that these conversations were from the headquarters of different military camps, reporting on their encounters with zombies.

However, the difference is that the army here is not the lone protagonist team in zombie movies. They have powerful equipment and well-trained soldiers.

Under the suppression of the army's firepower and the dispatch of the commander-in-chief, the weird zombies were quickly suppressed, and the military camp temporarily returned to peace.

The radio station was reporting casualties.

The sinister actor couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this.

In his opinion, it would be great if the army could suppress the weird zombies.

After all, the army is also human, and if you play a soldier, you can blend in even if you encounter danger.

The weird zombies don't care about you, they will definitely kill those who are not of the same kind.

In the eyes of the sinister actor, he has endured for three days. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be over in another three days.

War is countless times more terrible than prison.

Seeing the sinister look of the actor, Zhang Yangqing did not mean to scare him, but instead reminded him: "Something big will happen tomorrow, so listen carefully. I will rest first."

This is a world of ghost stories, how can there be no danger?