Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

But who can kill a Black Chariot-level alien in seconds?

I'm afraid that only someone with at least the strength of the gatekeeper of the underworld, or Hou Tu who meets the conditions of the curse, can do it.

"Tell me about the undertaker! I want to know what kind of person he is."

Maybe we can learn about his weaknesses through his life experiences.

There was no outsider in the room, so Pajigesang nodded immediately.

"This is no secret. As the nominal leader of the Tantric Buddhism, Zangzhu's life will be celebrated by the Sangjia Monastery. The entire Snowy Plateau is aware of his major life experiences."

Paji Gesang told Zhang Yi in detail.

To put it bluntly, the so-called funeral master has been just a religious symbol of Tantric Buddhism since a century ago and actually has no power.

The real power lies in the hands of the Triba and the four major chieftain families.

For such a mascot, the best way to train him is to turn him into a waste.

And religion has a perfect set of procedures to achieve this goal in an impeccable way.

That is, to study Buddhism.

Paji Gesang said: "The original name of this funeral master was Yashelangtai Jueguo. Although he was a member of the Yashelangtai family, he was only a branch of the family. His parents were herders who grazed cattle and sheep."

"He awakened when he was eight years old, and after Sangjia Monastery got the news, they immediately sent someone to take him away."

"Since then, he has hardly left Sangha Monastery."

"For the first ten years, he studied various Buddhist scriptures with the great monks in the temple until he reached adulthood."

"Afterwards, he was placed in the meditation room of Sangjia Monastery and secluded himself for five years."

"During this period, he was not allowed to leave the meditation room. Every day someone would bring him food and scriptures."

Hearing this, Fatty Xu couldn't help but stare in astonishment, "Ah? By that calculation, doesn't that mean he's been a lama in the temple for a full fifteen years?"

Pajigesang said, "That's right. He can't leave at will. Even though he's just a powerless mascot, in the hearts of the people of the Snowy Plateau, he's still the incarnation of a god."

Zhang Yi sneered, "If a man like this leaves Sangjia Monastery and develops any special ideas, I'm afraid he'll be able to mobilize hundreds of people with just a wave of his hand. Countless people would be willing to die for him, right?"

"That would make it inconvenient for you to manage."

Pajigesang did not refute, but just smiled and nodded.

Uncle You sighed, "It's just that this is a bit too cruel."

No one denies this.

An eight-year-old child, after entering the Buddhist monastery, has been accompanied by green lamps and ancient Buddhas for a full fifteen years.

How boring and lonely would such a life be?

But Pajigesang shook his head.

"Cruel? Not necessarily."

"He has always lived in the temple and received the education that practicing Buddhism is the most meaningful thing. So not only does he not think the outside world is so beautiful, but he actually enjoys it."

When Pajigesang said this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"That's why I say he is the purest and most devout person in the world."

Zhang Yi sighed.

"Indeed, imprisoning a person in the name of faith. Binding a person in a noble cage, making him unaware that he is in a cage. This method is truly brilliant."

"However," he raised his eyebrows and looked at Pajigesang with some amusement, "allowing someone who is too pure to possess extremely powerful power is actually very scary."

The bitter smile on Pajigsang's face became even more intense.

“So, I live in fear every day!”

Zhang Yi pondered Pajigesang's words carefully, trying to imagine the man's temperament through his introduction to the undertaker.

He doesn't believe that there are saints in this world. As long as one is a human being, he or she will have flaws.

Just at this moment, a report from the guards outside came.

It was Chef Rodan who brought the food.

Even from a distance, Zhang Yi and his companions could already smell the magical aroma.

His expression and that of Liang Yue and the others changed slightly.

Zhang Yi said to Paji Gesang, "This dish is not to our liking."

Pajigesang slapped his forehead and said, "Sorry, sorry, we are already used to this kind of food, so we were careless for a moment."

Paji Gesang said that in the snowy plateau, this was something only a few nobles were qualified to eat.

And it is difficult to enjoy it on weekdays.

He quickly ordered his servants, "Tell Luo Dan to push that delicacy to my room in the back!"

Solang Deji and Qiongda quickly looked at Paji Gesang.

Pajigesang smiled and said, "My distinguished guests may not be used to this food. Please follow me to the back to enjoy it later."

Only then did a knowing smile appear on the two of their faces.

At this time, Liang Yue, who had been silent, finally couldn't help it.

She couldn't turn a blind eye to this because she had seen with her own eyes where those ingredients came from.

The silver chopsticks in her hand were bent by her force.

She looked at Pajigesang and asked coldly:

"Pudge, I'd like to ask you something. A distinguished figure like you should have plenty of food to enjoy. Why do you insist on eating this?"

When Pajigesang and the other two were questioned by Liang Yue in person, their expressions changed slightly.

However, Liang Yue was a great contributor to the victory over the coalition forces, so the three of them had to treat him well.

Pajigesang chuckled.

"Ma'am, you think we are cruel, don't you?"

"Does this need to be said?"

Liang Yue said coldly.

Zhang Yi did not stop Liang Yue. He also wanted to know the answer to this question.

Paji Gesang took his time and told her a story from the past.

"In ancient times on the snowy plateau, well... that doesn't seem quite right, because it hasn't been that long."

"At that time, if a person died, they would be sky-buried. The body would be cut up and then fed to goshawks."

"We, the people of the Snow Region, believe in reincarnation. After death, the soul separates from the body and is reborn."

"Sky burial is a form of self-sacrifice, allowing the body to return to nature."

He looked at Liang Yue, Zhang Yi and the other three gently.

"We face this with a grateful attitude."

"When that disaster struck, over 90% of the population of the Snowy Plateau died in just one month!"

"We must do everything we can to solve the problem of survival."