After explaining the basic situation, it was time for the confession session.
Many of the trainees looked at Zong Jiu with envy.
The Magician had completed the main mission effortlessly. He didn't need to kill the residents of the City of Evil with the Lance of Purification, and he didn't need to go to the confession room to confess to the young pope.
No matter how difficult it was for the other trainees, or whether there were hidden traps in the two main missions, the truth of this town … Everything had nothing to do with Zong Jiu.
Because when he entered this dungeon, it didn't matter if it was an S or low level dungeon, it only had one purpose, and that was to give him experience.
It was as if this dungeon was made for him.
Facing the other trainees' envious gazes, the white-haired Magician didn't say anything. Instead, he lowered his head, and his light pink eyes were filled with seriousness.
Zong Jiu still remembered that not long ago, at the Thriller Trainee Dormitory's studio, the main system gave their team a space door with a dark purple frame.
But half a minute later, another black-haired man walked past him without looking at him and stepped into the dark purple door first. Therefore, Zong Jiu could only lead his team to the space door opened by Zhuge An's team. It was a trade.
At the time, the team members and others who saw this scene thought Zhuge An had made a mistake. After all, the two teams were so close to each other, it was possible that he had made a mistake.
But Zong Jiu was different. Zong Jiu knew Zhuge An well.
Even though Zhuge An didn't follow the rules and liked to do things in the underworld, he was a person who respected his teacher. Guiguzi left him a Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Plate in the Investiture of the Gods. He worked hard for this teacher that he had never met before. Not only did he sell himself as a military advisor like Zhuge Liang, but he also sacrificed his life for his master.
He valued the prophecy, very much.
Moreover, he was also sincerely assisting Zong Jiu and pushing him towards the position of the savior in the prophecy.
From this, it was not difficult to deduce that Zhuge An and Guiguzi were the same kind of people. They were more like saviors than Zong Jiu, the prophesied savior. They really wanted to save everyone in this infinite loop.
If there was no conflict between Zong Jiu and Zhuge An before the competition ended, perhaps he really would have considered using the Universal Wishing Ticket to free everyone in Infinite Loop.
Zong Jiu couldn't reject other people's requests because he had once promised the elderly sister.
However, if there was a conflict of interest between them and the other party went against the request, Zong Jiu would immediately jump ship. It was equivalent to Zhuge An making a losing deal. He was smart enough to figure this out, but he still allowed Zong Jiu to use him without hesitation.
Plus this time.
At this point, Zong Jiu was one hundred percent sure that Zhuge An had purposely entered the Dimension Door.
The simpler the dungeon he was in, the more dangerous the opponent's dungeon was.
Unfortunately, the trainees were not connected to the livestream, so they had no idea what was going on around them during the competition. They also didn't know what kind of dungeon the Dimension Door that Zhuge An insisted on fighting for led to without warning.
Perhaps Zhuge An coughed up blood in the bathroom earlier because he used the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams to calculate the key information of the next dungeon. That was why he suffered such a serious backlash.
Unfortunately, worrying about that was useless.
Everything would only be settled after this dungeon ended and they returned to the studio.
Zong Jiu stared at the tiles under his feet with a rare annoyance. He raised his head again and watched the trainees file into the confessional.
The little devil's situation was worth considering.
First of all, Zong Jiu could eliminate the possibility that the little devil was in disguise.
It was true that the devil was good at acting, but he would never be able to disguise himself as well.
But the Pope was definitely a devil. Something had changed, and he was not like before. He had a strong sense of disharmony.
What had changed?
.....
On the other side, the trainees were waiting in the cathedral.
The first trainee to enter the confessional walked out with a joyful expression. "One of the black lines on my hand disappeared!"
"Really?!"
"Seems like confessions are really useful!"
"Yes, it's useful, but it won't work a second time. I just tried it with the Pope, and we could only remove one black line at most."
Seeing that this method was useful and that they could remove one black line, the trainees were overjoyed and began to rack their brains to find what they had done wrong, and to think about what they would confess later.
Humans who had escaped from a quagmire could not have lived in this world for so many years with a clear conscience. Even angels would make mistakes when they came to this world, let alone humans.
Therefore, they didn't think for long. One by one, they walked into the confessional and confessed their crimes to the little Pope on the other side of the wall.
Xu Su walked in and scratched his head. He racked his brains but couldn't find anything he had done wrong.
"Your Holiness the Pope, I don't think I've done anything that I particularly regret."
"It's okay." Behind the wooden board, the little Pope said gently, "Think about things that you are confused about or sincerely want to repent for. You can also confess."
"But the Sacrament of Repentance requires sincere repentance and practical actions to change yourself afterward. If it's just a confession, you only need to admit your guilt. "
Repentance?
Xu Su nodded and fell into deep thought.
Perhaps it was possible that his personality was the carefree, cheerful, and lively kind. He was very straightforward and rarely thought about a problem over and over again, adding to his troubles.
So at this moment, he couldn't think of anything to repent for.
Oh … there was still one thing.
Thinking of the figure in his mind, Xu Su's voice suddenly became as thin as a mosquito. "Then, then I'd better choose to confess."
"Oh? Is it because you can't sincerely repent? "
Xu Su's face flushed red as he nodded gently.
Fortunately, the little Pope didn't seem to have any intention of getting to the bottom of this issue. This also made the other person heave a heartfelt sigh of relief.
In the end, people like Xu Su were in the minority. Most people had a dark side in their hearts that couldn't be revealed.
The trainees came in one by one to confess.
Some said that they had stolen their neighbor's chicken when they were young. Some said that they had used improper means to commit financial fraud. Some said that they had exposed their friends' cheating in exams because of jealousy. Some said that they had used improper means to squeeze out competitors in order to find a job … and so on and so forth.
The Pope sat on a soft chair on the other side of the confession room.
He put down the golden scepter in his heavy hand and sat cross-legged without interest. He allowed the heavy cloak behind him to be draped over the back of the soft chair. Whether it was his expression or sitting posture, there wasn't the slightest bit of respect for Christ in a holy place.
The little devil propped up his head with one hand, as if he had heard the confession of the other person, or as if he hadn't. After the trainees had finished confessing their sins, he said lazily, "The merciful God will forgive all your sins."
"Child, God has heard your confession. Your sins will be forgiven."
.....
After the 29 trainees finished confessing, the sun was about to set.
When the last trainee walked out of the confession room, the nun who was keeping watch at the side had been waiting for a long time. She smiled and nodded at them in greeting. "The church has prepared Holy Communion and accommodation for our guests who have come from afar. It may be a little simple and crude. Please forgive us."
At this point, the trainees in the live broadcast room who had been watching all this time were numb.
[To be honest, out of more than 120 team dungeons, only Magician's dungeon style doesn't fit in …]
[Indeed, at least one person died in the other dungeons. Their dungeon is different. Not only are they able to eat and sleep well, but the entire town is also giving them ideas on how to complete the main mission. I've f * cking seen so many dungeons in the infinite loop and none of them are like this. I'm really dumbfounded.]
[Is this really an S-level dungeon … Magician's team is too lucky. They got the easiest one straight away. I'm so jealous.]
[Let's go, let's go. This dungeon only has a team camera and Magician naturally passed. Sigh.]
The other trainees followed the nun's lead to the cafeteria at the back of the church. Only Zong Jiu waved at them and deliberately stayed behind.
When the church returned to silence and there was no one left, the white-haired Magician walked forward and lifted the curtain of the confession room.
He looked down at the little Pope who was sitting leisurely in the room. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.
Now, the two demons were not as tall as Zong Jiu. The feeling of looking down from above made Zong Jiu feel a little happy.
… Because the adult No.1 was so tall, he was forced to look up every time.
Unexpectedly, the little demon rolled his eyes and suddenly stretched out his hands with a big smile.
"Listening to confessions is so tiring. My legs are numb. Big brother, carry me up."
Zong Jiu was speechless.
He was really glad that the camera was not turned on when he was alone. Otherwise, everyone would have seen his ferocious expression.
"Who are you? What's your relationship with the demons? "
The white-haired youth's expression was cold. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Big brother, can't you tell?"
The little demon tilted his head. His black hair slid down his cheeks and covered the sly glint in his eyes.
"Although I don't want to admit it … I am indeed that scumbag's infant body."
He pretended to sigh. "I'm so annoying. He's such a beautiful big brother who wants to play with him, but he doesn't know how to cherish him."
"But … we all like big brother so much."
"Get to the point. What's going on? Don't change the topic."
Zong Jiu crossed his arms and kept a straight face. He was unmoved, just like a black-faced teacher who was lecturing elementary school students.
"Big brother is so fierce. He doesn't even want to hug me."
The little demon slowly retracted his hands. "Forget it. I like big brother so much."
Then, Zong Jiu understood what magical reality was.
Because No.1 was also a teacher, he did not need to enter the dungeon. He did not even need to act as an NPC. He entered the dungeon just for fun.
The demon had prepared a big gift for Magician in the original Death Maze dungeon. However, he did not expect Zhuge An to step into it. Therefore, he could only change the dungeon's landing point and came to the Judgement Day dungeon.
The S-Level dungeon was a small world of its own. It was difficult to tamper with it.
However, the Judgement Day dungeon was special. The NPCs here were fixed. There were only the trainees' family members. If outsiders wanted to enter again, there was basically no space.
Because he was in a hurry, No.1 did not notice this.
In the end, in order to comply with the dungeon's rules, the demon was forced to return to his six-year-old age.
This six-year-old did not only refer to his age, but also his temperament and behavior.
Generally speaking, he should be the six-year-old of this body.
Now, in the demon's body, there was only a six-year-old demon.
The little demon spread his hands. "Big brother, I probably didn't expect the dungeon's rules to be so strong. So, I got myself into trouble."
Damn, he shot himself in the foot.
Zong Jiu wanted to laugh.