I am a cannon fodder, so what's wrong with grabbing an opportunity?

Xie Zhiqiu and the other man concealed their original faces and blended into the crowd at the gate of the government office.

The yamen runners used both soft and hard tactics to persuade these people to seek treatment.

But these people are no longer afraid of anything and are determined to get the city commander to come out and give them an explanation.

Just as the yamen runners were about to clash with the people, a solemn voice suddenly came from the air.

"The Holy Son has come to the world, taking over the position of Holy Master and taking the throne of the Holy Pavilion."

This voice spread throughout the entire Baisheng City, and everyone was confirming with the people around them whether they were hallucinating.

Xie Zhiqiu and Yan Nan looked at each other, what was going on?

The two immediately withdrew from the crowd and went to the Holy Pavilion to find out what was going on.

Yan Nan sent a message to Xie Zhiqiu along the way: "Fairy, the Holy Pavilion has collapsed, how can there be guidance for the Holy Son to come to the world?"

"The people who overthrew you can't wait to replace you."

The purpose of the Son of God’s coming to the world was guided by successive Holy Masters in the Holy Pavilion.

The Holy Son will be received and raised, and will not appear in front of the world until the Holy Son takes over the position of the Holy Master.

When the two arrived at the ruins of the Holy Pavilion, quite a few people had already gathered there.

The guards surrounded a man, and the foreman was still negotiating with him, asking him to produce a token to prove his identity as the Son of God.

"Once everyone is gathered, I will prove it to you all."

Xie Zhiqiu and Yan Nan were both a little surprised that this person was actually "Lin Ming".

"Fairy, isn't this the first person to rush over at that time?" Yan Nan whispered in Xie Zhiqiu's ear.

She remembered very clearly that this man was the first person to arrive on the day when the Holy Pavilion collapsed. According to the fairy, this man was also the former leader of the Holy Master's Guard.

"It's him." Xie Zhiqiu did not deny it.

Xie Zhiqiu became even more curious about the identity of this "Lin Ming" and what he wanted to do.

Not long after, the city commander arrived, along with some of the city's most prominent figures.

Under their witness, "Lin Ming" told everyone that he would solve the plague within three days and prove to everyone that he was the true Son of God and the successor of the Holy Master.

Xie Zhiqiu and Yan Nan looked at each other, both wanting to know from the other how this man would solve the plague and prove his identity.

But neither of them has an answer.

Everyone dispersed, leaving only the guards and Lin Yan, the future saint master.

Xie Zhiqiu and the other person hid in the dark and observed Lin Yan.

For three consecutive days, Lin Yan sat in front of the golden statue without moving a step.

It's the last day, and Lin Yan still hasn't taken any action, which makes many people feel uneasy.

He arrived near the ruins of the Holy Pavilion early in the morning and peeked at Lin Yan, wanting to see when he would take action.

To everyone's great disappointment, Lin Yan did not move until dusk fell.

More and more people gathered near the Holy Pavilion, staring at Lin Yan angrily.

The rising resentment and anger made Yan Nan feel a little uneasy.

He whispered to Xie Zhiqiu, "Fairy, why do I feel a little chilly?"

"You're right." Xie Zhiqiu patted Yan Nan and said.

The cold feeling dissipated, and Yan Nan looked at Xie Zhiqiu with shining eyes.

Xie Zhiqiu sent a message to Yan Nan, "I'll ask you to follow me closely in a moment. Don't let go. This Saint is about to take action."

Yan Nan held Xie Zhiqiu's clothes even tighter.

Lin Yan finally took action, stood up, and said, "I'm very sorry to have kept you all waiting for so long. Now I will let you all go."

The sound spread throughout Baisheng City.

However, this one shout did not quell the resentment of the crowd, but instead made it grow.

"I know you've kept us waiting, so hurry up."

"This Saint Son is no good. He dragged it on for three days and did nothing. He wasted so much time."

"He made my disease worse and damaged my foundation. Can he be held responsible?"

……

Xie Zhiqiu didn't believe that Lin Yan couldn't hear what these people said, but he kept smiling, which made it even more intriguing.

Yan Nan whispered to Xie Zhiqiu, "Fairy, why do I feel like his smile is a little creepy?"

Next, Lin Yan’s words made the two of them a little stunned.

A ray of sunlight shone from above onto Lin Yan, making him seem a little more divine.

Lin Yan said kindly, "I have communicated with the heavens and received guidance. As long as you take the gold powder on Jin's body, you can completely cure all the disasters brought by the epidemic."

Hearing this, the people below started talking about it.

"Is this medicine the Holy Master's Golden Body?"

"I hope this won't lead to revenge from the Holy Master."

"How is that possible? The Saint Master has never been seen alive, and his body has never been found after his death. He must have turned into a golden body a long time ago."

"Didn't you hear what the Holy Son said? Have you communicated with the heavens and received their permission? Can the Holy Master still fight against heaven?"

"But……"

"Eat it if you want, why would I be afraid of a dead person?"

……

Someone took the lead and walked towards the golden body, followed by a large number of people, fearing that if they were a step slower, they would not be able to get the gold powder and would die from the plague.

Xie Zhiqiu and Yan Nan did nothing and just looked at these crazy people.

There was no space below, so he climbed up to the top of the golden body.

Everyone was afraid that there was not enough gold powder and the medicine would not be effective enough, so they used things on their bodies to scrape off the gold powder.

Some even pried off gold nuggets directly.

Lin Yan ignored the crazy people and looked around.

He soon noticed Xie Zhiqiu and the other person, flew over the crowd, and came in front of them.

"Why don't you two go get some medicine?" Lin Yan's gentle voice was completely different from Lin Ming's.

"We are not sick." Xie Zhiqiu refused without hesitation.

Lin Yan did not give up and continued to persuade the two: "You can take some for prevention. This gold powder can not only treat epidemic diseases, but also other diseases."

"Thank you for your kindness, but we don't need it."

Seeing that the two men insisted, Lin Yan stopped trying to persuade them, but flew back to Jin's side and looked at the two men from a distance.

Yan Nan always felt that Lin Yan had bad intentions, and whispered a few words to Xie Zhiqiu.

After a while, Lin Yan watched the two men turn around and leave, and the smile on his face became even bigger.

Lin Yan did not stop the frenzied crowd, allowing them to loot crazily and not leave, and were pulled down and trampled to death.

The Holy Master's Guard was useless and had no power to stop these people, and most of them died in the stampede.

More and more people flocked to the golden body, wrapping it around it as densely as ants, leaving no trace exposed.

In a room on the second tallest building.

Yan Nan kept rubbing his arms.

She could no longer look at the golden figure.

The golden statue was her image. When she saw it, she felt as if ants were crawling all over her body.

Xie Zhiqiu pulled Yan Nan, who had been pacing, onto a stool and said with a firm gaze, "That's not you."

I don’t know if Xie Zhiqiu’s words worked, but Yan Nan no longer felt so uncomfortable.

After a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Fairy, will they die?"

Xie Zhiqiu glanced outside and replied leisurely, "That depends on how far this Saint Son can go."

Without waiting for Yan Nan to ask, he continued, "But you'll be able to see it soon."