Chapter 513 My Words Are Fair

"I... am already dead?" Zhao Hai said to himself in disbelief: "What are you kidding..."

Before he could finish his words, a picture flashed through his mind, finally settling on the scene of him being starved to death and having his heart ripped out. His pupils suddenly shrank, his heart pounded, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He looked at his hands tremblingly, then frantically tore open the clothes on his chest to look at his heart. His strong chest muscles were exposed without any scars, and inside, he could clearly feel a living heart beating. .

"I...am not dead?" Zhao Hai raised his head in shock and looked at Fang Xiu: "Captain! What is going on? Am I dead? Is this the underworld?"

Fang Xiu stared at him, his eyes deep and dark, and said calmly: "You are indeed dead, but you were saved by me."

Zhao Hai wanted to ask something more, but a voice full of excitement and trembling not far away interrupted his questioning.

"The sea!"

When Zhao Hai heard this familiar voice, he couldn't help but tremble. He turned his head and looked around. With just one glance, he was able to firmly locate that familiar figure among the thousands of people.

It was an old woman with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles left by the years. Her eyes were filled with tears and she was almost unsteady. If it weren't for the support of a young man and woman on the side, she might have fallen to the ground.

Zhao Hai seemed to realize something, and blurted out a title engraved in his genes: "Mom!"

"Eh!"

Tears welled up in the old woman's eyes. Her unstable body seemed to be supported by some kind of force and stood up again. She ignored the crowd and rushed towards the cemetery like crazy.

The soldiers did not stop him because Fang Xiu had previously promised to claim it.

As soon as the old woman entered the cemetery, Zhao Hai rushed over and supported his mother.

"Mom, I remember, I seem to have really died once, I..."

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back..."

The scene was instantly uproar, and the whole world was speechless.

"Damn! He's really resurrected!"

"Is it me? Isn't it a clone or a stand-in?"

"If others can admit their mistakes, how can a mother admit that her own child is wrong?"

"Isn't it an actor who was found in advance?"

"Actor?? This look, this expression, this action, you tell me this is an actor? This is an instinct engraved in the bones! It's maternal love!"

When everyone was amazed, bang bang bang!

The sound of the coffin panels exploding continued, and the deceased one after another walked out of the coffin.

The family members of the deceased outside the cemetery were so excited that they lost their voices.

"Jingyun! Is it you Jingyun?"

"Let me in quickly, that's my son!"

The family members of the deceased went completely crazy and rushed into the cemetery one by one.

Many people hugged each other and cried, and the originally silent cemetery instantly turned into a large recognition scene.

Fang Xiu on the side was watching everything in front of him silently. At this moment, he could clearly feel the massive power of faith coming in crazily.

Under the explanations of their relatives, the deceased also understood what happened. It turned out that they had died long ago and were just resurrected by the prophet.

Plop, plop...

As the first person knelt down towards Fang Xiu, as if it caused a chain reaction, more and more people knelt down, including the family members of the deceased, who cried with joy and kept kowtowing.

"Thank you Captain Fang for saving your life!"

"Captain Fang, your great kindness will be something our family will never forget."

The power of faith is increasing. In Fang Xiu's sight, there are white thin lines rushing out from all directions in the sky. They are the manifestation of the power of faith, but others cannot see it.

The power of faith poured into the Angelic Laws crazily, and the Angelic Laws burst out with bright brilliance, and terrifying power was brewing within them.

It is conceivable that as time goes by, the power of faith increases, and when the Holy Pupil breaks out, it will shake the world.

Fang Xiu nodded to the people who were kneeling and then ignored him. He turned to face the camera and the people watching.

Calmly said: "The miracle will not be performed only once. In the future, anyone who has made outstanding contributions to the Xia Kingdom and can be buried in the Spirit Control Master Cemetery after death will have the right to be resurrected."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole world went crazy. The barrage exploded directly!

"Holy shit! The Spirit Master's Cemetery has become a resurrection point?!"

"Don't we no longer have to be afraid of death?"

"The prophet is awesome!"

"What about ordinary people? Why only resurrect the spiritual master!"

"This is unfair. We should also enjoy the power of resurrection and everyone should be equal!"

"Equality for all is the greatest inequality."

"The correct answer upstairs! Why do lazy people and hard-working people get the same salary?"

Not only online, but also some onlookers at the scene had the same comments.

Some impatient ones even shouted: "Captain Fang, what if we can't enter the Spirit Controlling Master Cemetery? Do we ordinary people still have a chance?"

Fang Xiu looked at everyone calmly. He knew very well that many people would definitely ask this question. Since ancient times, people have not worried about scarcity but about inequality.

"Everyone can become a spiritual master. What you have to do is not ask me here, is there still a chance? But ask yourself, why can't you become a spiritual master? Is someone stopping you?

Unlike the rich and the poor, a spiritual master does not require connections, resources, or background. He is the only profession that relies entirely on oneself. As long as you work hard enough and work hard enough, the door to a spiritual master is open to everyone. "

"This is unfair! We ordinary people also have our own contributions. How can society function without us? Spiritual masters are also human beings, and they also need to eat. Without us taxpayers, what will they eat?" Someone shouted loudly with anger on his face.

Two different voices also appeared on the Internet.

"It's really unfair. Everyone has his or her own contribution. We can't all become spiritual masters to kill weirdos. Then who will farm the land?"

"What's unfair? The prerequisite for people to be resurrected is that they really risk their lives to fight against the strangeness. Do you have to work hard to farm?"

"The prophets have said that no one stopped you from becoming a spiritual master. When others were fighting Weird, you hid at home, and now Weird enjoys the power of resurrection? I'm thinking that you have been hiding at home, and you can't die. What do you want to be resurrected?”

"Do ordinary people deserve to die? What did we do wrong?"

"I'm really convinced. Isn't this a change of concept? Everyone will die. When someone rushes forward when you encounter something strange, you don't follow them. Now you can be resurrected. Do you think they can be resurrected?"

"I'm not a spiritual master, I'm just an ordinary person, but I think the prophet is right. The end of the world is coming soon. If we want to save all mankind, the places for resurrection must be reserved for useful people. Resurrect a group of ordinary people. Let’s go add food to Weirdness!”

"But ordinary people also have the right to live!"

"Are you going to talk to Weiwei? Are you talking to the captain? Who could be resurrected before the captain? It's good to have one now, and you're still picky."

"Stop arguing and just listen to what Captain Fang has to say."

Both people online and in person were eagerly waiting for Fang Xiu's reply.

Fang Xiu's extremely dark eyes slowly swept over the crowd. Their eyes were so deep that they seemed to be able to penetrate the lens and see to the end of the world.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud but enough to spread throughout the audience: "Do you want fairness? Remember, my words are fairness."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

No one expected that Fang Xiu didn't have an explanation or a word of comfort, he was as domineering as ever.

"If you want the power of resurrection, you can, then go and prove it, prove that you are qualified. I have given you the opportunity. If you can't seize it, it is your own business. If you are not good enough, don't blame the headquarters."