Qiao is an ordinary American silk, and his daily job is to work in the power company. He is responsible for repairs wherever there is a failure. He belongs to a member of the vast blue-collar class in the United States, about $3,700 a month.

The salary is not high, but it is basically enough. After all, if a used car is only a few hundred dollars, it is a lot to get $3,700 a month. You can buy a BMW with a salary of one year, and you can buy a house with a salary of five years. According to this consumption level, this salary is really not a small amount. As long as he does not compare with the rich and does not buy luxury goods, the salary is enough to live a comfortable life.

Joe's life is stable and lacks change. Like most Americans, he does not have much competitiveness. As long as he lives his own life well and finds what he likes, he will live a satisfying life.

If we follow the normal trajectory together, we can expect that Qiao will live for decades from now until he retires, dies, and is buried in the cemetery. This experience will basically not change much, and everything can basically be expected.

if

Joe didn't receive that mysterious text message that day

That day, Qiao was walking on the way to work, when his cell phone suddenly rang, and a text message flew in. Qiao picked it up and looked at it: "Ten seconds later, a red Corolla passed by you."

The content of the text message was very strange. Qiao frowned and thought, not knowing whether it was the wrong sender or someone's prank. Just as he was thinking, cars whizzing past him, he looked at the red Corolla in a conditioned manner!

He subconsciously glanced at the text message number Voice of God!

Joe's eyelids twitched!

Voice of God?

What the hell is this?

Qiao felt absurd and felt a little panic.

At this time, the phone rang again, and Qiao quickly opened it and looked: "In 20 seconds, a piece of pizza fell from the sky."

Qiao continued to walk forward half-believingly. He counted seconds, and his eyes couldn't help but look up, very punctual. Just 20 seconds later, a window suddenly opened, and a piece of pizza was thrown out, just hitting Qiao's feet.

It came true again. Joe is a little confused about how to view these text messages from the voice of God. If you want to say a prank, he vaguely hopes that it is not. If this is a message from God, he feels a little difficult to accept.

drop!

Qiao quickly opened and looked at it: "In 30 seconds, someone will ask you for directions."

30 seconds

Qiao was a little nervous. He read in silence. Sure enough, when it was 30 seconds, a tall black man with a confused look on his face came over, "Hey, brother, I'm a little lost. Can you tell me how to go to Frachen?"

Qiao looked at the black man with a suspicious look, as if he wanted to find something in his face, "How much did they give you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Isn't someone paying you to ask for directions?"

"Please pay? Someone asked me to ask for directions?" The black man pointed at his chest inexplicably.

"Isn't it?"

"Oh my God, you've sucked too much marijuana?" The black man walked away cursingly.

no?

Qiao couldn't help but hesitate. Isn't this black man an actor invited by someone?

drop!

The phone rang again, and Qiao picked up the phone in confusion. He didn't know whether he should believe the voice of God. He wanted it to be true, and he also felt that it was completely impossible to achieve. It must be someone's prank.

"After 40 seconds, a car accident will occur at the intersection."

40 seconds

Qiao couldn't help but speed up. He wanted to reach the intersection as soon as possible to see how the car accident happened, whether it really happened naturally, or was it caused by someone on purpose.

The intersection was not far away, Qiao Xiao trotted a few steps to reach the intersection in advance, and there were still 10 seconds left. Qiao stood in front of the intersection and looked around. The four roads were calm and there was no sign of a car accident.

When Qiao Mo counted to 40 seconds, a sudden change occurred!

A car should have stopped at a red light, but it strangely did not slow down, but suddenly accelerated. At the same time, a woman pushing a stroller opposite was walking through the intersection.

"No!" Qiao couldn't help but shout.

The car rushed straight over and hit the stroller in the sky with a thud. The woman was frightened in front of the sudden car accident and instinctively screamed. "Ah!!!"

It's over!

Qiao rushed towards the stroller in annoyance. When he was hit by the car, the child in the car might have had a bad experience. Qiao hurriedly ran to the stroller, looked up and suddenly relaxed. It turned out that there were no babies in the stroller, and it was filled with daily necessities I just bought. It was probably that the woman used the stroller as a shopping cart.

Qiao looked up at the woman, and saw that the woman was pale and trembling all over, squatting in the middle of the road, looking completely frightened.

Qiao looked at the woman carefully, but he was disappointed. He did not find any trace of performance on the woman's face. Everything was so natural and real, and there was no feeling of pretentiousness at all. She was really scared!

If this was not arranged in advance

A hypothesis and a question emerged in Qiao's mind. If all this was not arranged in advance, then

Qiao couldn't help but fight a cold war, and at the same time an unspeakable excitement rose from the bottom of her heart. Yes, if this was not arranged in advance, then if this voice of God was true

drop!

It was this sound again, and Qiao quickly took out his cell phone: "In 50 seconds, a cat will die in front of you."

If a person can be commanded, can join forces to deceive people, and can play a scene together because of collecting money, then a cat may be difficult to control. Even a beast trainer may find it difficult to command a cat to this level. Is it accurate to direct a cat to death?

An expectation and a contradictory expectation emerged in Qiao's heart. He hoped that the content of the text message would appear accurately, and he hoped that he would not see that scene. After all, this matter was too unbelievable. If this matter really happened, then maybe he would really become a devout believer.

Thinking of this, Qiao suddenly remembered that he hadn't been to church for several months, and maybe he should have been there once this weekend. Anyway, there is nothing to do this weekend, so go and do it for a week. Qiao convinced himself. To be continued.

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Chapter completed!