In the morning, Lingpingan stood on the balcony with sleepy eyes, watching students from a nearby primary school, led by their teachers, walking past the streets and alleys holding various flags.
Traffic policemen and policemen on motorcycles followed closely to protect them.
"The Teacher's Day parade has begun..." He yawned.
Meow!
His pet barked softly.
Lingpingan picked up the little guy and said, "We have a rest today. Let's just stay at home and sleep in all day!"
Teachers' Day is a very important holiday in the Federal Empire.
It is also a legal holiday.
As a law-abiding citizen, Lingpingan is very conscious.
Bookstores are never open on statutory holidays.
In previous years, he lived alone.
I got an extra cat this year, but I still stay home!
Face the strong wind!
The cell phone rang.
When Lingpingan picked it up and took a look, he suddenly became more awake.
He answered the phone and said hello with a smile: "Auntie... why did you remember to call me?"
"oh……"
"oh……"
"You have arrived at Fuso..."
"Is Fuso fun?"
"Um……"
"as long as it is fun……"
"What should I bring? There's no need..."
"Yep……"
Putting down the phone, Lingpingan's face looked a little strange.
"Going to Fuso for vacation?" He pursed his lips slightly: "It seems that this aunt's salary and benefits have really increased a lot!"
Although, now is the most suitable season to travel to Fuso.
Fuso Kingdom provides all tourists with 5,000 yuan consumption coupons.
But as we all know, when people give you money, they hope you will pay more.
Especially the Fuso souvenirs are really expensive!
A small pendant costs thousands of dollars!
And the Fuso people’s knives...
A vegetable cutting knife can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars...
So, how could Lingpingan dare to ask that aunt to bring anything to herself?
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Putting down his cell phone, the silver-haired major frowned slightly.
Her little face full of collagen looked a little confused.
"My nephew is really diligent and thrifty!" She turned to Chu Weiwei and said with a smile: "Weiwei, if you marry him in the future, you will be really lucky!"
Chu Weiwei's face suddenly turned red.
For some reason, she lost her initial resistance to the captain's words.
"Maybe it's because the captain says it every day..." she thought.
but……
What does the captain's nephew look like?
Chu Weiwei forgot a little.
She tried hard to remember, but she only remembered an easy-going young man wearing glasses and the wonderful taste of the food he cooked.
But I really have no other impression!
"That's right!" Li Anan's thinking has always been very lively, so she quickly changed the subject: "Weiwei, let's set off from Kyoto in two days and go to Ryukyu!"
"I heard that Ryukyu has the best beaches in the world!"
"Yes!" Chu nodded slightly, and then she asked: "Captain, can your hair really recover in three days?"
Li Anan listened, holding her head of white hair, and laughed: "Absolutely!"
"Look..." She found a hair that was already turning black: "It's recovering now!"
"Oh..." Chu nodded slightly.
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Ran Bing walked in the church in the floating city.
She raised her head and looked at the beautiful statue of the so-called 'Angel of Redemption' on the top of the church.
At the same time, she also looked at the so-called 'Sacred Book of Redemption' that was placed on the confessional table in front of her.
This so-called Holy Book of Redemption is very similar to the 'Bible of Light' of the 'Church of Light' in the A1 floating city where she used to be.
Basically, the God of Light is replaced by the Angel of Redemption.
They all talk about ‘human beings in the old world disrespected XX’, so ‘XX sent down divine punishment and destroyed the old world’.
The only way to be saved is to believe in XX and follow XX’s teachings wholeheartedly.
Watching all this, the whisper in Ran Bing's ear appeared again.
"Unexpectedly, these ants actually thought of this method..."
"What method?" Ran Bing was puzzled.
"Faith..." the whisper said softly.
Then, a hazy picture appeared in front of Ran Bing's eyes.
There are floating cities and churches.
Thousands of believers, praying, praying.
Their beliefs turned into invisible lines and converged into the statues in the church.
This is faith!
Believe it exists!
And this power of faith has endless uses in theory.
"Is this the purpose of a protective umbrella?" Ran Bing thought.
She raised the revolver in her hand and pointed it at the statue of the redeeming angel.
boom!
A crisp gunshot.
The statue was smashed to pieces!
Pieces of stones fell down. Ran Bing ignored it all and walked towards the gravel.
Then she picked up a metal box from the rubble.
This is the instrument by which the Umbrella Corporation gathers faith.
With a little force, the box was opened.
At this time, Han Xu, who heard the gunfire, walked in with someone.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing!" Ran Bing looked at the contents of the box: "I just discovered the secret of the umbrella!"
In the metal box in front of you, there are glowing crystals neatly arranged.
This is the savings that the umbrella has accumulated in this floating city for more than half a year.
All is the power gathered by everyone’s prayers and faith day and night.
Looking at these crystals, Ran Bing felt that his spear spirit was already extremely thirsty!
It seems that these things are a great supplement to it.
"What is this?" Han Xu was shocked.
"A product made by people to control the world..." Ran Bing looked at these things, and the countless questions in her heart were answered.
Why do each floating city have a religion that is obviously extremely selfish and stupid?
Because the umbrella needs this.
Why do these religions all declare that the old world was destroyed because of its disbelief in God?
Because you need an umbrella!
Why, almost all floating cities have announced the abolition of family and marriage relationships in the old world.
They don't even recognize father and son, husband and wife?
Because they need a steady stream of people who believe in the so-called gods they compiled!
What they need are people who have no other thoughts except God!
To put it simply, the protective umbrella is raising all the floating cities like livestock!
The people imprisoned in the floating city are even worse than the livestock in the old world!
Because the breeding factories in the old world had to raise their own livestock, but the umbrella does not need to do anything, it only needs to control religion!
So here comes the question...
Ran Bing threw a crystal to his spear spirit.
Click, click, click, and the sound of chewing immediately came from her revolver.
She turned her head, looked at Han Xu, and asked: "Captain Han, where is your city lord?"
"I want to see him!"
She wanted to ask why the other faction in the Floating City, the city owner faction who was obviously opposed to these religious lunatics, would tolerate these lunatics?
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Holding the "Steel Scripture", Elizabeth knelt in front of the sacred steel altar and recited the sacred prayer: "Ring the bell once..."
Thousands of believers chanted with her: "Ring the bell once..."
The sacred prayers resounded throughout the entire mountain gorge and beyond.
Hundreds of thousands of believers chanted it with great piety.
Today is an extremely important day!
The number of believers in machinery and people of steel has exceeded half a million today!
All the doomsday fortresses in the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with this sacred altar as the core have now converted to the Way of Steel.
A grand mass like this can attract hundreds of thousands of people to attend!
Many people even risked their lives and came from fortresses hundreds of kilometers away.
Everyone wants to receive the mechanical gospel revelation and receive the favor of steel!
Because miracles exist.
Countless people have been healed by the great merciful Gatling Bodhisattva, the incarnation of the great spirit of all opportunities.
And people have also witnessed with their own eyes how the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva destroyed the terrifying evil god "Dark Side of the Moon".
Therefore, everyone is extremely pious!
They worshiped, prostrated, and prayed.
The majestic praises and neat prayers shook heaven and earth.
Countless dense auras merge into the sacred steel altar in praise and prayer.
Make it more mellow, sacred and great.
By now, this steel altar has changed beyond recognition!
It is not far away from being upgraded!
At most half a month later, it may have an opportunity.
As long as enough flesh and blood of the evil god's minions can be injected into it, maybe it can be upgraded to a sacred mechanical temple in one fell swoop!
Become a node for the arrival of the great spirit of all opportunities.
but……
Elizabeth raised her head and looked at the sky.
Since the death of the Dark Side of the Moon, the Earth's sky once began to turn blue.
Although the sun's light is still cold.
but……
At least, the blue sky gives people hope.
But now, the sky is once again eroded by some force.
There is a new evil god appearing on the moon.
and……
He is very likely to launch a surprise attack on the steel altar on the ground at any time!
Elizabeth can feel it!
The "Steel Scripture" in her hand also issued a warning.
Those abominable and despicable evil gods will not allow the great spirit of all opportunities to appear in this universe.
They will definitely try their best to stop it!
"But..." Elizabeth closed the Iron Scripture in her hand and laughed: "How do the ignorant evil gods know the greatness of the Spirit of All Machines?"
"On the day of His coming..."
"The truth and justice of the universe will be reshaped!"
"These despicable evil gods are destined to be swept into the garbage heap!"
This is beyond doubt.
Elizabeth knew that she knew, and she also knew that the evil gods should all feel it.
Otherwise, they will not come back.
Otherwise, they would not dare to step into the atmosphere.
I only dare to peek out of the atmosphere from a distance.
"War is just around the corner..." she thought.
So he held the "Steel Scripture" in his hand and walked to the sacred steel altar.
She looked at all the devout believers.
Iron Bhikkhuni began to preach: "The great spirit of all possibilities, He is the supreme existence of materialism..."
"The billions of turrets are His glory, and the roaring engines are His sermons!"
"Because He is a god born in machinery, the supreme being born in steel..."
“Because He is so strong!”
"Because He is Namo Gatling Bodhisattva!"
"So, we should follow His ways, just like machines moving across the earth with roaring engines!"
"We should obey His holy word..."
"Amen!"
"Amen!" Countless believers worshiped him one after another.
Then, the believers raised their heads and looked at the mechanical nun, the Iron Bhikshuni.
The agent of the Spirit of All Opportunities on earth, the bhikshuni who is favored by Namo Gatling Bodhisattva.
Elizabeth said softly: "I declare that in the name of the Spirit of All Opportunities, starting from today, I will form an army of skitarii!"
"I declare..."
"In the name of Namo Gatlin Bodhisattva, I will establish the Iron Discipline Academy!"
"All men of steel and people of machinery are obliged to participate!"
The power of faith accumulated over the past few days is enough to summon new mechanical guards and steel monks from this steel altar!
But, before that, there is one more thing that needs to be done—prayer.
Pray to the great Spirit of All Opportunities and ask for His approval!
Pray to the compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva and ask for His permission!
So, Elizabeth turned around and faced the sacred steel altar. She knelt down on one knee, led all the believers, and began to pray.
"Ring the bell once..."
The sacred prayers sounded again.
But this time, their prayers had a clear direction.
Pray directly to the great Spirit of All Opportunities and the Great Compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva!
The magnificent sacred hymn resounds between heaven and earth.
On the steel altar, the dense mist of the divine spirit surged.
The mechanical paradise is reflected in people's souls.
It was the paradise of steel and the promised land of machinery.
All the people of machines and warriors of steel can ascend to heaven on the last day, when the spirit of all machines comes.
Become a member of the eternal warband of the great Spirit of All Machines!
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It's almost noon.
Lingpingan watched the soap family ethics drama on TV.
He was drowsy and yawned repeatedly.
"Alas..." He sighed: "That's the bad thing about the mobile Internet era..."
"Male-oriented TV dramas have almost disappeared..."
In the past, you could often see historical dramas or war blockbusters with huge investments on TV.
However, since the beginning of the mobile Internet era.
These things disappeared.
The reason is simple: men have been robbed by mobile games.
Canyon, chicken and various card games have devoured countless viewers of the original TV series.
As a result, those blockbusters of the past are no longer on the screen.
"Go to bed..." The bored bookstore owner muttered, turned off the TV, then staggered upstairs.
He walked into the bedroom, lay on the bed, and fell into a sweet dream.
In his daze, he seemed to hear some people's voices.
"The Great..." Some voice begged in his ears, but it seemed that there was interference or noise, so he couldn't hear most of the content clearly. He only heard some words: "We want... the Skitarii...
Discipline Academy..."
As Lingpingan listened, he turned over in his dream and didn't quite understand.
but……
He has always been friendly and helpful.
Even in a dream!
So, he hummed and muttered: "You can figure it out..."
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Elizabeth opened her eyes.
All the believers opened their eyes that had been closed.
Because, in that steel altar.
The rumbling oracle is coming!
The steel is shaking!
The machinery is roaring!
Everyone felt that the nanomachines and fusion engines in their bodies were cheering.
That is a great god!
The sacred voice of the savior born in steel, a precursor to the coming!
"you……"
Sacred prayers overflowed from the steel altar.
Every word is so majestic, full of holiness and greatness.
"Let's figure it out!"
The will of the Spirit of All Opportunities is so clear and so tolerant!
He didn't even ask for anything.
He simply approved people’s requests after hearing the prayers of believers and people!
What mercy!
Everyone was in tears.
God’s grace is mighty!
More than 100,000 believers paid homage and kowtowed to the sacred altar: "Great Spirit of All Opportunities, your will is our mission!"
They kowtowed one after another, and their faith and piety towards God deepened even more!
As a result, everyone began to spontaneously recite the prayer of truth from the God of Machinery: "Ring the bell once, push the lever..."
The sound is rolling, like thunder!
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After several hours of waiting, Ran Bing finally met the lord of this floating city in his personal private cabin.
She looked at the man sitting on the throne of the city lord.
He looked about fifty years old and was wearing an old-world military uniform.
There is a general star on the shoulder!
Ran Bing threw the metal box in his hand to the ground.
"City Lord!" she asked: "Do you know the purpose of redeeming the church?"
Tyne looked at the girl and nodded.
The city lord who came from the old world to today picked up a remote control and pressed it. A screen lit up, showing the scene when the old world collapsed.
Thick smoke billowed in the sky.
Starships are falling from the atmosphere one after another.
On the ground, the crowd was crying and running away in fear.
The earth is cracking and the ocean is roaring.
The world is in doom!
The screen fast forwarded and finally settled on a scene of countless refugees boarding the floating city.
"Do you know these?" Tyne asked after playing the short video.
Ran Bing nodded.
"Then you should also know some things about Umbrella in the old world!"
Ran Bing nodded again.
"But you definitely don't know that Umbrella is the builder of all floating cities!" Tyne stood up and stroked a statue on his seat: "In the old world, Umbrella was a participant in almost all industries and technologies...
…”
"Pharmaceuticals, military industry, biochemistry, agriculture and even sales..."
"They went into every aspect..."
"They used money to bribe almost everyone and deceived everyone..."
"It wasn't until the old world collapsed that we finally woke up..."
Tyne raised his head: "But what's the use?"
"The world has been destroyed...everything no longer exists..."
"But we, the survivors, have to rely on the umbrella..."
"Their spare parts, especially the floating city host spare parts!"
"I must be responsible for every human being who survives!"
Ran Bing listened and fell silent.
Because if what Tyne said was true, then if it were her, that would probably be the same.
The survival of the world and the survival of mankind are above all else!
Then she asked: "Is this true for other floating cities as well?"
Tyne shook his head: "I don't know..."
"However, most of them should be like this..."
"Then..." Ran Bing raised his head and asked again: "Lord of Tyne City, do you know where the protective umbrella's stronghold is?"
Tyne shook his head: "In the old world, their headquarters was in New York..."
"But now it has sunk into the sea..."
"Now...where is their headquarters? No one knows..."
"But I heard a legend..."
"Umbrella is creating artificial gods..."
"Before the old world collapsed, their plan was almost successful..."
"But after the old world collapsed, many of their bases and strongholds were destroyed along with the old world..."
"Some people say... that on the moon, on the back side of the moon, there may be a secret base protecting Umbrella..."
"Perhaps their headquarters has been moved there..."
"But...no one can confirm..."
"Because, all our starships have crashed..."
Ran Bing listened: "The moon?" she thought.
Then she raised her head: "Even on the moon, I will drag them down and kill them all!"
She has this confidence!
Because she is a monster!
A real monster!
A monster scarier than an umbrella!
The song of Saya sounded in my ears.
"Saya...Saya..."
"Saya...Saya..."
"My lovely daughter..."
"My kind daughter..."
"Mom loves you!"
Ran Bing understood that there were not many obstacles between her and being able to read the Book of Saya.
"Thank you!" She picked up the gun and the metal box on the ground, turned and left.
"Aren't you going to hold me accountable?" Tyne stopped her and asked.
Ran Bing smiled: "City Lord, your responsibilities will be investigated and scrutinized by the people of your floating city..."
"Your choice will be judged by history!"
"This has nothing to do with me!"
"History..." Tyne raised his head: "Does mankind still have a future?"
"Yes!" Ran Bing raised his gun: "As long as I live, humans will be able to return to the ground and rebuild our world!"
"Even if it turns me into a monster!"
"But history will eventually give me a correct judgment!"
"Just like history will judge your life, City Lord!"
She pushed them away and strode forward.
There is no need to stay here any longer.
She will continue on her journey and continue to pursue the traces of the protective umbrella.
Until every member of that evil company is killed!
Drag their eternal plans and so-called gods to hell and tear them apart together!
This is her mission!
Even if you turn into a monster, even if you become a terrifying inhuman existence, you won't hesitate!
