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Chapter 273 Chu Zhu: Now, I am the Eleventh Apostle! (First Update)
In the ecological park.

Chu Zhu closed her eyes and pondered for a while, sorting out all the information she had obtained before getting up, a hint of interest appearing on her face.

"interesting."

Chu Zhu summarized and drew a conclusion—

"First, although the Pope said the chances were very low... Old Hu is indeed a human with similar supernatural powers to the big orange cat! It's just that he was assimilated at some point."

"Secondly, Lao Hu is not aware of the existence of the big orange cat! He may not even realize that he is an avatar... Moreover, the big orange cat's mind is not connected with Lao Hu's! It's possible that the other party doesn't have the ability, but more likely it doesn't want to..."

"It's still unclear what Old Hu's thoughts will be when he truly realizes he's just a clone of the big orange cat... Will he rebel? Will he... Well, logically speaking, if he does rebel, it's highly likely the big orange cat will realize something's wrong... and then turn on him!"

Chu Zhu took a deep breath, thinking that she could try it out under suitable circumstances in the future.

However, if you actually try that, it's practically a certainty that you'll lose your life. You have to be mentally prepared for that!

"Oh, right... and my memory ability!" Chu Zhu fell into deep thought. Had similar abilities appeared before? Even the ability of fate, which the Pope thought was almost impossible to reappear, had appeared...

However, Chu Zhu quickly put the matter out of his mind, because even if the supernatural powers were the same, it didn't mean anything!
The development of supernatural powers is different! In other words, even if someone awakened their memories in the past, their first and second supernatural powers might not have been copied or replicated due to the different development paths they took.

From this perspective, even if the supernatural abilities are similar, they can be considered two different supernatural abilities in the later stages.

"So, what's next?" Chu Zhu's mind raced, and he quickly sketched out a completely new version of the plan: "Destiny! Destiny... With this divine power, I can fine-tune the plan I set up before!"

……

Second District.

Casino Street.

When Chu Zhu arrived here, he felt a pang of regret. He was originally supposed to lead the special operations team here to thoroughly wipe out the Shoe Cult organization... but plans don't always go as expected.

Thinking about everything that was about to happen, and recalling all that had happened in the past, Chu Zhu felt a sense of disorientation, as if he were in another world. But he quickly came to his senses.

"Mr. Zhu, what's next?" Captain Yang, wearing sunglasses, stood next to Chu Zhu and asked in a low voice.

Originally, Chu Zhu wanted to call Huo Qiming, but after making the call and explaining the situation, especially after the other party confirmed that the key was indeed lost, the other party refused to act with Chu Zhu and suggested that Chu Zhu call Captain Yang of the Second District!
Chu Zhu could understand. If she were to take Huo Qiming to the nuclear facility or the municipal government office, Huo Qiming would definitely have no objection!

However, upon hearing that he wanted to infiltrate the Omnipotent Clan... Huo Qiming definitely felt that the success rate was not high! With time so tight, the other side naturally wouldn't play around with him.

Huo Qiming was ultimately not his subordinate, and Huo Qiming was capable of thinking for himself... The reason why Huo Qiming complied with Chu Zhu's plan before was simply because he was doing what he thought was right...

"Wait a moment, just follow my instructions! Okay, come with me first." Chu Zhu led Captain Yang into a corner.

Chu Zhu touched her face, activating her copying power. Under Captain Yang's astonished gaze, Chu Zhu's hair gradually turned silver-white, and her face became delicate and refined, almost effeminate. The Eleventh Apostle!

"You, I, this!" Captain Yang stammered, his mind in disarray.

"Here, put this on when we enter the next alley and there's no one around." Chu Zhu took out a mask from her pocket and threw it to Captain Yang. Ignoring the captain's bewildered expression, she stretched her body and walked across the bustling street toward the alley opposite.

Soon, Chu Zhu entered a foot massage parlor.

"Guest, you... um?!" The innkeeper only got halfway through his sentence. He looked at Chu Zhu, cold sweat beading on his forehead, then glanced at Captain Yang behind Chu Zhu, who was wearing a white fox mask. Instantly, he knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and said in a devout voice, "Homage to Your Majesty. May the Lord's glory shine upon the earth!"

Even after he finished speaking, the boss still kept his head down, not daring to look up, his body trembling slightly.

Chu Zhu slowly walked up to him. When the boss saw Chu Zhu's shoes, he held his breath, as if he had stepped into a horror movie.

"Bang!" Chu Zhu uttered an onomatopoeic word. The boss's body stiffened for a moment before he realized that the other party was just trying to scare him, not actually firing a gun. But he still didn't dare to breathe loudly.

"The phone," Chu Zhu said coldly, "the special one!"

"I'll go get it right now!" the boss said without hesitation, standing up abruptly while keeping his head down the whole time.

However, as he walked, a question flashed through the boss's mind: why did they want his phone number? Didn't the eleven apostles have special internal phones?
Of course, he didn't dare ask any more questions. Who would dare ask more questions? Perhaps the Eleventh Apostle wanted to kill him right now. If he hesitated, the other side would find a reason to kill him!

After a while.

Chu Zhu picked up the phone, glanced coldly at her boss who was still looking down, snorted, and dialed a number.

"……Who are you?"

"Where are you!" Chu Zhu asked directly, her voice cold.

Although Eleven had always been cheerful and respectful when interacting with him before, appearing no different from a normal person... however, the Eleven in Chu Zhu's mind was not like that at all!
Chu Zhu strongly suspected that the reason the other side acted this way was because they believed he was the so-called Holy Son...

The real Eleven is just like that, capricious and illogical in his treatment of his subordinates. To be honest, Chu Zhu had infiltrated the Omnipotent faction and died so many times that he even had a question: how exactly did the Omnipotent faction develop to this point?

There's this... no, considering all the apostles are like this, it should be said that this is a group of leaders... why don't these subordinates hurry up and defect to the government, betray them? No... what are you all after! Is it just this kind of thrill—no money, no power... simply dancing around on the edge of life and death?!

However, now that he has entered the extraordinary world and seen all sorts of bizarre supernatural abilities... Chu Zhu feels that he can understand a little bit of it...

"...Your Majesty?!" The voice on the other end carried a hint of surprise: "You're not..."

(End of this chapter)