I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

The language is chaotic, but the general meaning is understood.

The other party is accusing himself of impersonating His name, and is threatening to bring down real divine punishment.

Lu Jian didn't care, and even made a mockery.

"A little bit."

That lump of meat paste made such a sound.

Seeing this, the two young people from the Quicksand Council were a little confused, not knowing what the language meant.

"You said, is this asking us to notify other people?"

"Don't you tell others? He said it just now, you can't look directly at God!"

At the same time, some pollution flowed into that illusory channel.

On Lu Jian's body, a turquoise substance spread out from the lump of fleshy paste, like some kind of plague bacteria.

When the two saw it, they hurriedly lowered their heads again.

"This looks like the real Lord [Heavenly Father]!"

The green traces are the proof of what they call "sacred marks". Such patterns will appear on the bodies of all those who believe in the "Heavenly Father". The closer they are to the gods, the more obvious such traces will be.

However, most people are afraid of this. They describe this situation as "disease", "plague" and "degeneration". They don't know that this is the sight cast by the gods, and it is a gift.

Only by truly accepting what the [Heavenly Father] has given, can one become a follower of the gods.

The members of the Quicksand Council want to make Utopia great again and spread the faith of [Heavenly Father] in this desert city.

They have no saints, and their lifespan is short. However, once they accept the gift from the [Heavenly Father], their short life is no longer a problem. With the help of the stigmata, they can live longer.

This is one of the reasons why the Quicksand Council accepted 【Heavenly Father】.

Life is bright and perishable. For these young people who feel death all the time, there is nothing else until they live.

In a world like the wasteland, there should not be only one form of life. As long as it can continue, the erosion and alienation are worth it.

They didn't come for the one-person saint position in the first place.

Instead, they want to solve the problem of the lifespan of the wasteland through the governance of the saints.

After all, compared to mere saints, [Heavenly Father] is a real god!

Unexpectedly, 【Heavenly Father】appeared! ! !

Could it be that pious devotion really touched the gods?

"No, I don't know what we are going to do now, do you want to tell others about your arrival?"

The young man from the Quicksand Council asked humbly.

"Of course, notify everyone you can."

Lu Jian said seriously.

After a while, six members of the Quicksand Council quickly gathered in this small basement.

The leader is called Lei Ting. There are rings of light blue crystals on his arm, and there seems to be lightning in it. He looks about 20 years old, and he is already an old man in the wasteland.

Those turquoise marks did not appear on his body, and it was unknown whether it was hidden in his clothes or for other reasons.

Lei Ting looked at Lu Jian carefully, and a fanatic look gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Master the true god we believe in, may I ask what oracle you have."

He bowed his head and said respectfully.

"What have you done for my coming?"

Lu Bian lowered his voice and asked, in order to be more real, he squirmed a bit.

Think about it carefully, now Lu Yi is just a virtual anchor with a disguise.

"We have arranged ceremonies everywhere in the city, and we are going to wait until the day of the general election to start the ceremony in the city, so that everyone in the city will become your believers."

Thunder said truthfully.

These brats are really brave.

Lu Bing thought.

When it comes to the general election, everyone will gather near the city square. At that time, when the ceremony is launched, it is likely to spread the plague, and no one can escape.

Utopia will be polluted in an instant and become the city of 【Father】.

After thinking about it, Lu Jian felt that this was not very good, so he said.

"Foolishness."

The scolding made everyone in the basement tremble, and they hurriedly lowered their heads, appearing even more humble.

"No, I don't know what's wrong?"

Lei Ting boldly asked, he raised his eyes, and saw ripples in the fleshy ball, as if he was angry.

Lu Jian didn't answer, he was also thinking about how to stop these people.

But soon, before Lu Jian continued to speak, Lei Ting realized the problem with his behavior.

Although they dismantled the ritual through loopholes and scattered it to various places in Utopia, it was easy to be discovered after all.

Once someone notices these rituals, their actions will fall short!

My own preparations seem to be foolproof, but in fact they are nothing more than human arrogance.

How can a real god be transformed only by relying on this method?

Are these things they did not distrust the Lord [Heavenly Father], is it superfluous?

"I understand, I will withdraw these preparations."

Thunder suddenly said.

""

Lu Jian was silent for a while.

Although I don't know what he understands, but since he has achieved his goal, it will be fine.

"Trust me and say my name."

Lu Jian said something in a daze.

Immediately, one after another silent chanting of "Heavenly Father" came from the basement.

The surrounding space vibrated again.

Lu Juan heard that, amidst cursing, he became greener again.

"From today onwards, you should abide by my precepts."

Lu Jian continued.

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully, for fear of missing a word.

"First, wash your hands frequently, ventilate more, and don't join in the fun when there are too many people."

An indifferent and loud voice echoed in the basement.

When everyone heard Lu Jian's words, they didn't react for a while.

Lei Ting thought about it for a while, his mind was running fast, and he quickly got the answer.

These precepts, which seem to be just about personal hygiene, are actually extremely important.

As we all know, "Heavenly Father" believers will have more or less "stigmata" on their bodies. These marks are easy to see, so they all wear heavy coats to cover them up.

And wash your hands frequently and ventilate more, which means cleaning yourself well to avoid being discovered by others.

There are too many people to join in the fun, which refers to the same principle, hide yourself and clean up.

Only in this way can we preserve our strength and wait until the day when [Heavenly Father] comes.

"I understand!"

Thunder answered first.

The others also nodded one after another. Although they didn't know what Lei Ting understood, since he understood everything, wouldn't it be stupid if he still looked confused?

Seeing that they all understood, Lu Jian continued.

"The second rule is to do good deeds and go where people need you."

Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket!

===876. We unite! ===

"Do a lot of good deeds?"

When Lei Ting heard this sentence, he was really confused.

And, what is it that people need them for?

He doesn't understand at all.

At this time, beside Lei Ting, a man with crystallized eyes suddenly stood up.

"I understand."

"What do you understand?"

The others were also at a loss. At this moment, a person suddenly stood up and said that he understood, which is naturally a good thing, so they asked one after another.

"The meaning of the oracle is that we can't just look at ourselves, we need to help other people more and win the hearts of the people. If we don't have the hearts of the people, even if we can make everyone in Utopia ascend, it's just a repetition of the current situation. Everyone still works on their own. war, unable to unite."

He said, clenched his fists at the same time, as if he wanted to twist everyone into a rope.

"We must unite and unite all forces that can be united! Now, the citizens of Utopia definitely need our help. We must help them as much as possible, so that Utopia can go further when the new era comes!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lu Trim expectantly, trying to get God's approval.

Lu Jian didn't answer, he felt that this group of people could think too much, and he didn't think so much himself.