Chapter 321

For Andrew, Joseph's impurity lies in the fact that he is just "a person who has been favored by the bookstore".

Joseph is grateful and in awe of Boss Lin, but he is completely different from them in essence—he is not a believer in the bookstore, nor does he have faith from the bookstore.

Whether it is the Wisdom School, the Corpse Food Cult, or the Sun God Cult, in fact, they all have the same root and the same origin.

Every sect is established under the influence of the bookstore, and obeys the words and will of Boss Lin. Therefore, it can be said that just as there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, they are actually just projections of different forms of the same existence. .

But Joseph and the Secret Ritual Tower behind him are different.

Andrew could see very clearly that the elders of the Secret Ritual Tower had fear, vigilance, exploitation, greed, and ambition in their eyes! No different from those mortals, extremely stupid, absolutely not qualified to be a follower!

As for Joseph, he was already teetering on the edge.

Once he realizes that the Corpse Food Cult was not founded by Wilde himself, but by Boss Lin, and that Wilde's various evil deeds are all acquiesced by Boss Lin, then no matter how entangled he may be, he will eventually betray him!

In other words, to this day, even though Boss Lin has the great kindness to pull him back from the abyss created by the magic sword, the standard of justice in his heart is still greater than the maintenance of the bookstore.

Andrew has no doubt that Joseph will eventually become the enemy of the bookstore.

Because this is Joseph, the invincible Shengyan who hates evil like a vengeful!

To a certain extent, it was Boss Lin who reshaped his personality... Presumably, Boss Lin, who was watching all this, would be extremely happy if he saw that scene.

Andrew thought silently like this, retreated his subordinates, looked at Raziel next to him, and said: "Now we can continue the topic just now... I think, since your idea is to make the truth great again, then there is no need No doubt, our purpose is the same, I hope you can come back to the eyes of the world and become the leader of scholars, just like you did thousands of years ago."

His eyes were firm and his tone was calm.

It was as if they had indeed communicated each other's purpose in detail, but in fact Andrew was just "guessing" Raziel's thoughts all the time.

And whenever he gave a "guess" or "guess", Raziel would absolutely agree immediately...as if she really thought so in her heart.

In the process of repeatedly using various outrageous guesses to test and come back, Andrew confirmed the idea that he had had a flash of inspiration before.

Now, after 30 minutes of getting along happily, they are like-minded friends who talk about everything...

Raziel pushed her glasses, nodded, and agreed: "It's true, the Truth Society was created by me, but now I can't see its former glory."

He stood up, walked to the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows of this office, looked at the scholars with indifferent faces hurrying to and fro in the opposite corridor, and sighed: "I see the truth will continue to develop under the mechanical reincarnation, but today's Scholars seem to have only learned that arrogance and rigidity, apart from that, there is no progress and innovation, and no one can walk out of a path different from the one I set up."

He pointed to the place where the Ether Star Destroyer Cannon was erected: "Even the basic structure of this cannon was built by myself, and no one has ever tried to change it!"

Andrew also stood up, looked at him, and said, "So you can't argue with him."

Raziel was a little moved when she heard the words, and said in a deep voice: "After me, the Truth Society will no longer have a god level... I thought that as long as I erased my own existence, when I became the shadow of the times, the Truth Society would definitely disappear. I have made some progress, but I didn’t expect that maybe the starting point was too high, and from then on there is only a downhill road.”

"For so many years, I have seen with my own eyes that the Truth Society has gradually turned into a so-called 'rational sect' that only recognizes orthodoxy and sticks to the rules. When encountering any cutting-edge ideas, the first thought is to exclude dissidents. When encountering ideas that may surpass oneself , it must be removed.”

"Honestly, you guys have disappointed me so much."

"Wilde, who was arguing with the Tower of Secret Rites, and the 'bookworm' following him, is not just a scholar who was forced to defect from the Society of Truth because of his involvement in human body refining, but in my eyes, his alchemy talent High, it is not difficult to reach the destruction level."

"And he is the epitome of those countless uncut jades that may shine in a certain field."

He looked back at Andrew, and made a mocking smile: "Hehe, even the 'mud tire' project is led by me. As the vice president, you must be very clear."

"If I hadn't tampered with you, you would never have the possibility of implementing this plan. This is also a manifestation of one aspect. You are not even willing to bear the cost of trial and error, so how can you make a difference?"

Raziel obviously revealed her heart under the guidance of Andrew's many words, and expressed all her inner thoughts in one breath for a long time in the mechanical reincarnation.

Andrew was noncommittal about Raziel's opinion.

If the truth will really develop without rejecting those who come, whether it will become aggressive or unscrupulous is something that cannot be discussed at all.

It might be worse, it might be...

He is more concerned about whether the appearance of Raziel can maximize the strength and cohesion of the Truth Society.

Now, thanks to the "bubble milk tea" provided by Shuca, the Zhiwei faction has occupied most of the upper echelons, but the scholars in the middle and lower classes are still not loyal enough.

The most important thing is that there are still a group of steadfast Maria factions standing firm.

But if this textbook-level scholar were to perform a resurrection...

Don't say it's the effect of the speech call, I'm afraid it can scare those people to death, right?

Andrew secretly smiled in his heart.

He coughed dryly, with a look of guilt on his face, wondering why: "We have indeed neglected our duties, but in my heart, I am also very dissatisfied with the status quo and want to carry out reforms, but..."

"but?"

"But I'm just a vice president. The president has a veto power. Even if it's the best plan, as long as she doesn't agree, of course it can't be implemented, and the scholars below are also obstinate."

Raziel sneered: "No one can be the president forever, even if she is, I can make her not."

Andrew followed suit and laughed.

Waiting for this sentence!

...

"Hey, are you also here to attend the manor banquet?"

Lin Jie looked up at the huge and gorgeous castle-style building and was lamenting that a big dog means rich. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and saw a thin young man with blond hair and blue eyes and freckles waving to himself.

He looked about the same age as himself, with bright eyebrows, wearing a brand new black tuxedo and a striped vest, the trousers didn't fit well, and looked a bit baggy, and the black leather shoes were polished, obviously he hadn't done a good job of keeping out the cold. Trembling slightly in the cold wind, there are some old clothes on the hand of greeting.

"Yes." Lin Jie took out his invitation letter and shook it.