Enforcer Manual
Chapter 1050 - 922: New God_2

Chapter 1050: Chapter 922: New God_2

"Huh?"

The archaeologist was somewhat confused; she really hadn’t expected the topic to suddenly shift to herself.

She had left the commercial guild to accept an invitation from the Oasis Peace Company because they had offered her a reason that was difficult to refuse.

Her survival from the archaeological site was seen as a miracle by the guild, and the meteorite fragments she brought back were treated like treasures, even she herself once believed that she was a chosen one favored by miracles.

However, the company revealed a shocking truth to her.

She was never unique; the same miracles had occurred 149 times among the Covenant Nations, and in each of these miracles, every survivor received an identical shard. The company had also established Churches of the God of Life in various places according to the survivors’ accounts.

At least before the spread of the plague, the archaeologist believed in the company’s words and thought that all of this was the guidance of the God of Life.

"You should know that, with the exception of the last fragment that ended up in the guild’s hands, the company possesses the other 149 fragments,"

"...Yes,"

Despite her inner resistance to the cult members, the archaeologist had to acknowledge this fact.

More than anger, there was a sense of helplessness.

She had found the last fragment, but before that, the rest had already fallen into the company’s hands. If every fragment represented the power of the God of Life, then indeed, the remaining power of the God was less than one percent.

The nod from the archaeologist became the last straw that broke the camel’s back, tilting the scales in people’s hearts entirely towards the cult... or rather, the Sect of the New God.

"No need to rush, for the arrival of this day, we have also sought an important figure to witness it with us,"

The cultist halted the people who were starting to ask how they could receive the mark and turned his gaze to the other end of the square.

Lu Xiang stood atop the distant steps.

"Lu Xiang, the director of the Law Enforcers division of Sector Seventeen, has created miracles in the United Government multiple times since she was first known, and her reputation even spread to Oasis, becoming a figure even the Brotherhood dares not provoke lightly,"

Yelling across the air, the cultist raised his voice, "Ousted the Foster Family from Sector Seventeen, became the first newcomer in the history of the United Government to be exceptionally promoted to a three-star rescuer upon joining, became a commissioner for the Void Investigation Bureau, and after becoming hostile with the Morger Family, this powerful family with high status in the United Government met their downfall in just a few days. What I’ve just mentioned is only the tip of the iceberg concerning Lu Xiang’s legendary experiences, but the question is, is all this really just a matter of luck?"

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

The archaeologist seemed to sense something and asked urgently.

During her time with the Oasis Peace Company, apart from being busy with Church affairs, she had heard the name Lu Xiang more than once. For the company’s upper echelon, this United Government official was as important to their future plans as the plans themselves.

"Aren’t you curious? If all 149 fragments come from the God of Life, why would He sit by and watch as His own power falls into the hands of others, even eventually becoming a weapon used against Him?"

Waving his arm dramatically, the cultist exclaimed, "The only explanation is that, during that turmoil unknown to us, His consciousness and power were forced to separate, leaving the powers scattered across Covenant Nations in an uncontrollable state!"

"You mean..."

"It’s her, yes. The separated consciousness fell into the United Government, into an academy named Morning Star. Although the current principal has tried hard to conceal it, still, like worms from crevices in a stone... after leaving Sector Four, you specifically made a trip back to the Morning Star academy, am I right, Director Lu?"

Faced with the cultist’s interrogations, Lu Xiang’s body tensed.

The conversation just now was not part of her plan.

Lu Xiang, known for her composure in dangerous situations, found herself unnervingly lost for what to do, because she knew that the dialogue had already been broadcast live to every corner of the world. Her teachers, friends, classmates, and everyone in the Law Enforcers department of Sector Seventeen would eventually learn of this.

An unprecedented sense of shame enveloped her.

This feeling...

Was like that of a commanding female director who was suddenly publicly revealed to have a scandalous past as a magical girl.

Yes, the atmosphere now was just that bizarre.

Since the Dark Age, religion had long disappeared in the United Government, and this topic was alien to any of them.

And now, she was accused of having once worked for the God of Life.

"The Consciousness Entity of the God of Life is so far from her power. If your fall had been in Oasis or any Covenant Nation, everything might have been different, wouldn’t it?"

By chance, she encountered her own first shard of power and reclaimed her memories.

If it had started that way, the God of Life’s journey on earth might have been much smoother than it is now.

She wouldn’t have been ostracized at the academy, nor would she have lost the position she applied for, being exiled to District 17 and forced to start from the bottom.

"But, you wasted more than twenty years, missing the best opportunity to reclaim your power... Rather than misfortune, it would be more accurate to say it was all fated. It also means that fate has made its choice, and a new era is bound to come!"

It was high noon, when the sunlight should have been at its strongest, yet darkness enveloped the entirety of Lute City.

The people in the square abandoned their thoughts.

They no longer wanted to consider what kind of being was spying on them from above the clouds.

They only knew that even Lu Xiang, who was deemed the consciousness of the God of Life, had not refuted the authenticity of this story.

It meant that, whether this New God was a thief or a robber, He now possessed almost all the power of the God of Life.

It was a real. living Deity, not one merely recorded in religious scriptures.

To return to the embrace of the New God.

This might be their only and final chance.

"It seems you’ve forgotten everything, haven’t you?"

The being above the dark clouds finally spoke, and each word resonated in people’s ears like thunder.

That voice seemed to convey a strong sense of disappointment.

The ceremony was no sham; a miracle was indeed going to descend upon Oasis today.

Only, it wasn’t a play about the resurrection of the dead, but the moment when the New God would be enthroned.

The New God would defeat the Old God before everyone and take over everything that belonged to Them.

But now it seemed, with her lost memories, Lu Xiang had already withdrawn from the grand celebration she had still planned, and the process of defeating the Old God seemed to have lost its sense of achievement.

"Once, a predecessor I greatly respected told me that godliness has nothing to do with will or belief. Their existence is simply an accumulation of power. Anyone who possesses that power can glimpse the scenery of the higher worlds. From that moment on, I embraced that statement as a creed for life."

The path of faith mattered little; one would not even hesitate to side with the enemies of Whisper.

What mattered was acquiring enough power.

And now, he finally had the qualification to witness the sights of the upper worlds, "Yet such an upright and sincere predecessor was called a Devil by the ignorant!... The last shard is no longer necessary. The power I now possess is sufficient to fill in the final gap."

"Congratulations, your stamp collecting game has progressed smoothly."

Lu Xiang looked up at the sky, freeing herself from the almost boundless sense of shame was not easy.

Facing the relentless "Corruption," remaining silent would truly be a lack of manners.

So she took a step back and placed her hands on Song Lan’s shoulders.

"However, you’ve got one thing wrong, the past twenty-some years have not been wasted."

For a moment, everyone’s attention shifted to Song Lan, whom Lu Xiang had pushed in front of herself.

—"My stamp collection is also complete."