Chapter 18 Shinto

Everyone shook their heads.

"There is only one word difference between law enforcers and law enforcement officers, but there is a world of difference... This is not a difference in official position, but a difference in power. Law enforcers are just ordinary people with law enforcement power, while law enforcement officers... have their own way to the gods."

"It is rumored that before the catastrophe, there were eighteen ways to the gods in the world, each different, but with the changes of the times and the decline of civilization, now there are only fourteen of the eighteen ways to the gods."

"These fourteen ways are--"

"Book doctor soldier Huang Qing Qiao chess, puppet witch Li Bu Dao prostitute;"

"It is rumored that each way to the gods leads to a 'god', if you complete all of them, you can transcend Fanchen, ascended into God ... "" And the law enforcement of our Aurora Realm is in charge. , Officially embarked on this path of God. "Once you set foot on the road of God, Aurora City will change your identity and be promoted from law enforcement to enforcement judges. The picture of the evening red paper monster and Han Meng's battle ... Han Meng seemed to open some kind of mysterious field, and then it was extremely fierce. It turned out that the power of "Shinto"? "Theoretically, no."

Han Meng shook his head, "The key to embarking on the path to becoming a god is to gain recognition from the 'God'. If you have a strong talent in a certain God's way, or if the God's way believes that you are born to take this path, then it will naturally lead you... We call such people [God's Favored Ones]."

"I once saw a young man from the South China Sea. He learned painting at the age of three and was self-taught. At the age of five, he casually drew a picture of "Hundred Boats Competing in the Current" on the ground with white porridge, and was favored by the 'Green God' and became the youngest owner of a God's way in history."

The whole audience was in an uproar.

"But the people who can be chosen by the Shinto are rare. Most people who want to embark on the Shinto path can only rely on entering the 'Ancient Tibetan'... Of course, not all ancient Tibetans are within the human realm. There are several ancient Tibetans that are located at the intersection of the gray world and reality, which are extremely difficult for ordinary humans to reach.

This also leads to the fact that few people can enter them and pass the trials. If you want to embark on these Shinto paths, you can only get the 'God's favor', so the number of people in these Shinto paths is extremely small.

For example, the Yellow Shinto, the Drama Shinto, the Thief Shinto, and the Whore Shinto."

"In short, these fourteen Shinto paths are the only extraordinary paths recognized by the human realm, and in the Aurora Realm, most of them are not recognized by the human realm. The only choice for people is the 'Way of the God of War'. ”

"The only one recognized by the human realm?" Chen Ling asked, "So, there are still unrecognized paths?"

Han Meng glanced at him, was silent for a moment, and still answered:

"Yes... and there are quite a few, such as the 'fusion faction' who tried to abandon their human identity and actively merge with the disaster; the cultists who believe in the natural disaster red star, the 'Jiangtian Sect'... But you must never touch these paths.

Once someone takes these paths, there is only one outcome, being wanted by all human realms, and then...

Kill them all."

Hearing the words "kill them all", Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat.

If he guessed correctly, the "audience" in his body should be a "disaster", so does he count as merging with the disaster?

Chen Ling didn't know, and didn't dare to ask. He suddenly felt that he had made the right decision not to ask the law enforcer for help before... If he really counted as a fusionist, then the law enforcer's first reaction after knowing this would most likely be to kill him and the disaster in his body together.

Chen Ling's palms began to sweat as he looked at the solemn and dignified group of law enforcers not far away...

[Audience expectation +10]

[Current expectation: 33%]

Two lines of characters flashed in the void in front of Chen Ling's eyes. He couldn't help but curse the "audience" in his heart for being perverted. Their happiness was completely based on their own life and death crisis...

But although he was nervous, Chen Ling was not that scared.

After all, even Han Meng probably wouldn't have thought that there would be a fusionist who not only didn't run away when he saw the law enforcers, but took the initiative to approach them and tried to blend in with the law enforcers.

"Is it possible for the Fusion School and the Jiangtian Sect to master the path to the gods?" Someone asked again.

"Almost impossible." Han Meng said lightly, "No path to the gods will grant the favor of the gods to monsters who embrace evil..."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Chen Ling's eyes...

As a time traveler, he certainly hopes to have power beyond the mortal world. To be honest, when the path to the gods was mentioned just now, he was also moved... But if he is really a fusionist, then this path will not work for him.

"Next, someone will assign tasks to each of you. After three days, whether you can stay or not... depends on you."

Han Meng said the last sentence lightly, and then turned and left.

Everyone started to discuss again.

Next, several law enforcers stepped forward and began to announce everyone's next tasks.

"Jiang Lipeng, Nie Yining, responsible for assisting the patrol of Hanyun Street in District 3; Deng Feiliang, Gong Heng, responsible for assisting the patrol of Hanxue Street in District 3..."

All those present were in the reserve seats, and they did not have the ability to patrol alone, so they could only help the formal law enforcers solve some trivial matters. The people who were called at the beginning were fine, but the more they went back, the more remote the streets they were responsible for, and in the end, there were even people who went to District 2 for support.

"...Wu Youdong, Chen Ling, responsible for assisting the patrol of Bingquan Street in District 2..."

Hearing his name appear in District 2, Chen Ling was slightly stunned. He clearly remembered that no one had patrolled Hanshuang Street in District 3, and he himself was from Hanshuang Street. Why did he have to be transferred to District 2?

Although District 3 and District 2 are not far away, it takes at least four hours to commute every day... In this way, won't his own time be squeezed out?

"The assessment starts today. Everyone now has three hours to go home and prepare," and they must be on duty in three hours.

After the law enforcer read out the list, he dismissed everyone. Chen Ling vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Brother, are you Chen Ling?" A thin boy approached Chen Ling cautiously.

"You are..."

"I am Wu Youdong, and I went to District 2 with you to provide support."

"Oh, hello."

Wu Youdong looked around and asked in a low voice, "Did you give them money?"

"Give them money?" Chen Ling was stunned.

"It's the law enforcement officer named Ma Zhong who just read the list... He is in charge of personnel transfers. He has the final say on where we go and what we do." Wu Youdong sighed helplessly when he saw Chen Ling's reaction, "Looking at your appearance, you didn't block it... No wonder we are the worst."

Hearing this, Chen Ling finally understood.

He suddenly remembered what the rickshaw driver said on the way here just now... "Why be a law enforcer if you don't have money?"

"It seems that law enforcers are not good people either." Chen Ling sneered in his heart.

Even the rickshaw pullers on the side of the road know what kind of morality law enforcers are, which is enough to show how serious the problems within this organization are.

"Where do you live?"

"Frost Street, No. 128."

"What a coincidence, I am also on Frost Street, but at the other end."

"Brother, we are also in trouble. When we go to District 2, we will help each other." Wu Youdong said a few words to Chen Ling and hurried home to pack up.

Chen Ling was the last to leave the headquarters. As soon as he left, a cold voice rang out from the door.

"Stop."

Chen Ling paused.

He slowly turned his head and saw Han Meng leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes staring at him like a venomous snake.

"Are you Chen Ling?"