So, Andrew Miller tried, "Master, how can I convince the believers? Is there an opportunity?"
Zhao Chuanxin squinted his eyes as he recalled.
In Andrew Miller's opinion, it was as if he was performing some kind of supernatural power.
After a while, Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up, "Yes, at 6 o'clock in the morning on June 30, 1908, the rulers of the past will wake up from their slumber, and a fire will occur near the Tunguska River in Siberia." "An earth-shaking big explosion"
Andrew Miller's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt a rush of cold air, rising from his tailbone and going straight to the sky.
Is this true?
If true, it would be terrible.
The Old Ones are terrifying, and the Cult Leader is even more terrifying.
He himself has been placed in the world setting described by Zhao Chuanxin and is unable to extricate himself.
He asked timidly, "Leader, are you the God of Noise? You will awaken the Old Ones on that day. In other words, you are the Old Ones. Otherwise, the Chamber Pot God is hard to predict. How did you predict its behavior?"
Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.
The thinking of the two people is not on the same channel at all.
He tried his best to describe a mythical system, but that bitch, Andrew Miller, actually believed it all and asked such stupid questions.
Zhao Chuanxin coughed dryly and made up his mind. "All the names of chamber pot gods known to the world are obscure pronunciations that are occasionally heard. This may be the sound they make, maybe not, you just The pronunciation is just translated.
So, you can name it whatever you want.
You can't really call out the name of the Chamber Pot God.
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Human beings only live in a three-dimensional world, and chamber pot gods are in higher dimensions. In their eyes, human beings are as small as bugs.
Don’t think that noise awakens the old domination. Otherwise, he will lose his temper and cause an explosion near the Tunguska River. Remember, it cannot be described or inferred." Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin refused to answer directly, Andrew Miller felt more and more that something was wrong.
He was scratching his head and feeling suspicious.
No matter how I look at Zhao Chuanxin, I feel that he is not a human being.
This is terrible.
He sometimes felt that Zhao Chuanxin was the book about the dimensional barrier, sometimes he thought it was the Old Ones, and sometimes he felt like "noise".
His various story lines gradually took shape amid suspicion.
On the way, during the questions and answers, the two perfected the system, only waiting for Andrew Miller to add details.
Unconsciously, I returned to New York.
Zhao Chuanxin took him to Xinghui Catering Company, and withdrew a sum of money from Abraham Cohen and gave it to Andrew Miller. "This is the first fund for the creation of the Chamber Pot God Cult, 5,000 US dollars, and subsequent support will be paid by Yourself."
Andrew Miller pulled his hair, "Leader,What is the purpose of creating the Chamber Pot God Cult with your money and effort?"
"Disintegrate arrogance. "Zhao Chuanxin didn't explain much.
It's just a nail planted by Zhao Chuanxin at will.
Because arrogance will bring destruction, this is the myth of the Chamber God Cult A link in the system, the followers of the Chamber Pot God Cult are destined to have a conscious confrontation with a small group of people.
You can't buy it for 5,000 yuan and you can't be fooled.
Andrew. Miller did not expect that the Chamber Pot Cult he founded would become a group with a wide audience in later generations.
Due to its loose doctrine and lack of strict rules and regulations, it had many followers.
Zhao Chuanxin found it very interesting when he thought about it. He had left a little mark on history.
On November 12, the weather in New York was gloomy, and snowflakes had been falling since the morning. .
It usually only snows at the end of November, and the weather this year is very unusual.
Grenville Harper was not affected much by the stock market crash, but made a small fortune. .
He came to work on Wall Street in a private carriage. There was a charcoal stove in the carriage. He baked his hands on it and put his feet close to the charcoal stove.
Maybe it was because of it. His body was a little weak.
Suddenly, he heard the noise outside the carriage.
He opened the curtain and looked out, and saw the bronze king Fritz Heinze, whom he had not seen for a long time. .
After Fritz Heinze lost a large sum of money by manipulating the stock market, he disappeared for a while. Even if he appeared later, he kept a low profile and usually stayed in recluse. No one knew what he was doing.
Everyone felt that he was defeated and there was no possibility of recovery.
However, Grenville Harper found that Fritz Heinze looked good. , there was no trace of dejection on his face.
He was handing out leaflets on the street with some people, wearing heavy woolen coats and leather gloves.
Harper's carriage had tight windows to keep warm. He could faintly hear Fritz Heinze shouting a few slogans, but he only heard words like "racial equality" and "call for peace".
This made him very curious. He rang the bell and the coachman stopped. He said to the coachman, "Go and get a leaflet. ”
In fact, there was no need to go get it. A man wearing a newsboy hat saw the car stop and took the initiative to stuff the leaflet into the carriage through the seam of the car.
Grenville Harper pulled Entering, the carriage moved on.
He lowered his head and found that it was an article against racial discrimination.
This was strange, how could Fritz Heinze be involved in this kind of thing. Among the activities
The article is well-founded and logical, not only explaining the moral issues of discrimination, but also related to the economic level.
Fritz Heinze believes that if we let go. Open segregation and restrictions, intensify the circulation of people, the time for Wall Street's economic recovery will be at least doubled, and the country will be more prosperous.
He analyzed every aspect of it through food, clothing, housing and transportation, and even Grenville Harper thought it made sense.
In addition, Fritz Heinze particularly emphasized Zhao Chuanxin’s recent actions.
He claimed that if New York does not curb this kind of discrimination, everyone will have a sharp knife hanging over their heads and face personal safety concerns at any time.
After Grenville Harper saw Zhao Chuanxin’s name, he couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
After learning that Chen Yigeng was Zhao Chuanxin, Zhao Chuanxin was also causing trouble in New York recently.
At this time, even if Wilhelmina comes to New York again, Grenville Harper swears that he will never be jealous of Zhao Chuanxin again.
This kind of thing may cost lives.
He put away the flyers and went to the bank.
He found that everyone in the office was talking about Fritz Heinze and his leaflets.
After all, that was the famous Bronze King in the past.
"Why do you think he would do such a thing?"
"I guess he lost too much money and is not normal."
" Maybe he deliberately created a stunt, or maybe he had other conspiracies.”
After all, there are many people who have a problem with Fritz Heinze.
The root cause of this financial crisis lies with Fritz Heinze.
Grenville Harper couldn’t help but say, “Don’t you know, Fritz Heinze now has a very good relationship with Zhao Chuanxin?”
“There is such a thing "
"Of course, Fritz Heinze is actually endorsing Zhao Chuanxin," Grenville Harper said with some satisfaction.
These days, if you are knowledgeable, you will be looked upon with high regard.
Copper King Fritz Heinze, Wall Street, these words are enough to be published in the newspaper.
With Wall Street as the center, the news slowly spread to the surrounding areas.
Fritz Heinze used another method, using his identity as a gimmick to spread the news by word of mouth, spreading it from ten to ten, and it was even more effective than newspapers.
Wall Street is just the tip of the iceberg. He also hired people to promote it on Avenue A, Grand Street, and some areas of Brooklyn, and even boldly put up banners in some places.
There may be some people who never read newspapers, but everyone loves gossip, whether the person admits it or not.
Curiosity cannot be given up.
It is said that the beginning of human civilization is related to gossip.
In one day, the effect is better than Zhao Chuanxin's efforts for several days.
Now, everyone in New York knows that the Far East butchers are killing people because of discrimination.
Zhao Chuanxin has already dismissed Andrew Miller.
He has not been in the United States for a long time, but he seems to have met a lot of people and things.
Even when he was about to leave, his mind always reminded him that there was still something to do.
After thinking carefully, heThere is still a little apprentice after a slap on the thigh
He came to the department store and was going to repeat his old tricks to lure the clerks into making mistakes.
However, when the clerk saw him coming in, he was very polite and said, "Sir, what do you want to buy?"
Zhao Chuanxin thought that maybe this store was special and there was no discrimination in it. enthusiasm.
He said, "Give me cotton gloves, woolen scarves, maple syrup, salty crackers, potato chips, and chocolate. Give me all the wind-up toys, rocking horses, and other toys." "Here are some."
The clerk was so enthusiastic that he picked through a bunch of things.
The clerk also held a model of an artillery piece, "Sir, if you are a boy, you will definitely like this."
Zhao Chuanxin took it.
This is a box. In addition to the cannon model, there are also gunpowder, gunpowder and projectiles in the box.
The cannon is made of metal, beautifully made, has ignition holes, and is loaded from the front.
Zhao Chuanxin looked over and over, "This can light a fire."
"Yes sir, dig a sand pit on the ground, bury the cannon in it and fix it, ignite it and launch it. It can break wine bottles several meters away. It’s just a little more expensive, costing 2 dollars.”
Zhao Chuanxin’s thinking is very strange. Some people may think that this kind of toy is dangerous, but he thinks otherwise. Xingzhi "bought it."
His apprentice must not be a weak person.
After packing his things, he hired a carriage and went to a restaurant to have some food before leaving.
The food cooked by the cook at Arthur Gompers's house was terrible.
When he entered the restaurant, he did not see the isolation area. The waiter was very polite when he saw him.
If it were just a department store like this, it might be an accident.
It would be abnormal if everyone was friendly to Asians.
Zhao Chuanxin remembered that Fritz Heinze said he wanted to help, could it be him?
Zhao Chuanxin arrived at Arthur Gompers' house.
When the young apprentice Margaret Gompers saw her master bringing her a bunch of gifts, she jumped happily.
The little girl who was "possessed" by the devil before was now all gone, and nothing unusual could be seen.
"Master, you finally came to see me."
Zhao Chuanxin asked in front of Arthur Gompers, "Master is going back to the East, do you want to come with me?" "
When Arthur Gompers heard this, his expression changed slightly.
Fortunately, my daughter was very strong and shook her head firmly, "I don't want to leave my parents."
Arthur Gompers breathed a sigh of relief.
If Zhao Chuanxin forced his daughter to leave, he would not have the courage to fight.
Zhao Chuanxin didn’t care. He gave his apprentice snacks and toys, pointed at the cannon model and said, "This cannon can be fired. You can only play with it when your father is accompanying you. Once you are proficient, you can operate it by yourself." "
Arthur Gompers didn't take this to heart.
He was afraid that Zhao ChuanxinAfter changing his attention, he changed the subject and said, "You know, Zhao, King Tong actually went to the streets to hand out flyers to promote racial equality."
Zhao Chuanxin smiled and it turned out to be the old man Fritz Heinze. Boy, my hard work these days has not been in vain. Please remember to bookmark it. The latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft