I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 400 - 398: The Theophany Sect

Chapter 400: Chapter 398: The Theophany Sect

"Stepping to the forefront?! This is sheer madness! Spencer, this is absolutely not acceptable!"

The crowd below erupted into chaos, with nearly half of them opposing the suggestion.

Spencer had clearly anticipated their reaction. Adjusting his glasses, he said:

"We can’t hide in the shadows forever; the sun will rise eventually. Standing in the light is just a metaphor; no one knows what relationship exists between the Foundation and the Dawn of Humanity," Spencer said.

"That’s too dangerous. Standing in the light means that our funding chain will also be exposed to the existing financial system, and our research is too advanced. If exposed to the public eye, we will face meaningless pressure, even accusations and investigations by some pointless organizations," the black lady said.

"She’s right. We are entirely different from other foundations. I need to remind you, Spencer, that ten years ago, our Brizon experiment resulted in the birth of 120,000 deformed babies, all of which were discreetly taken care of. If we were to conduct such experiments as a foundation... you know the consequences," the white man said.

"By exposing ourselves to the public, we can attract more scholars and fund various experiments through sponsorships and investments. To avoid getting killed by Wei Tianyang, we can’t continue using the name ’Dawn of Humanity,’" Spencer explained.

"So tell us, Spencer. What’s the current situation with Wei Tianyang?" the black lady asked.

"It’s difficult to describe his abilities specifically, because I don’t know the extent of his powers. But judging from his recent actions... trying to calculate his superpowers is now meaningless," Spencer said.

He glanced at the chairman standing aside and continued, "Neither the living, the dead, nor the Heavenly Falling Objects... none are his match."

Everyone fell silent.

"I know some of you are still hoping for the best, having only seen him through documents and videos, only understanding him through a series of numbers and dry written reports. But me, I have seen him fight the Trinity with my own eyes, I have drunk with him, I know his character, I know what he’s capable of."

"I broke away from the Dawn of Humanity because I was pessimistic about our initial goals, but now, having met Wei Tianyang, he can’t be controlled, his emotions are not stable, and there’s nothing on this planet faster than him..."

"And what’s even more terrifying is that if he wants to, he can behead directly. Armies, war machines are useless in front of him. To exert diplomatic pressure or political threats against him is purely a suicidal act."

"Politicians think they can deal with Steijie using old-school tactics, so they think they can do the same with Wei Tianyang. Right now, they only acknowledge that Wei Tianyang is powerful, yet they are still using past experiences to interact with him."

"We need to clearly distinguish ourselves from those politicians, approach him with humility, and try our utmost to prove to him that we are meaningful."

After Spencer finished speaking, the venue erupted into chaos once again.

"Your words are depressing, Spencer. Are we really going to kneel before him?" the white man shook his head.

"You just mentioned, ’meaning’? That’s strange. We have to show him ’meaning’? He might be powerful, but I don’t think he’s invincible. Just a bit of his cellular tissue, and my team could figure out a way to quiet him down," a blonde woman said.

Spencer let out an impatient snort. These elites had ruled the world too long, they were not used to something they couldn’t control.

"That sounds great, but the question is, who can get you his cellular tissue?" Spencer said.

The blonde woman intended to respond, but after thinking, she had nothing to say.

"Bideng thought that the Heavenly Falling Object could kill Wei Tianyang, but you all saw what happened. The whole process lasted only minutes. Within those few minutes, they crossed several continents, destroyed a city, and indirectly killed hundreds of thousands," Spencer added.

"Admit it, gentlemen. A True God has appeared on our planet. Regardless of your faith, from today onward, you should pray to him. Rada Gan in the holy scriptures won’t judge you, but his actions, even just affecting us... the cost is unbearable."

After Spencer finished, immediately half the people stood up, waving their fists in protest.

"Spencer! It doesn’t matter how you want to change the human revolution, but Wei Tianyang is not a god! He’s a product, an uncontrollable weapon, a specimen under observation! What we should be discussing is not how to kneel before him, but how to take back control! The initial purpose of our human revolution was to merge humanity with the Heavenly Falling Objects, to end the infancy of the entire human race! Not to create a monster and treat him like a god," an old man said.

"You need to face reality, Wei Tianyang can give us this opportunity," Spencer explained.

"Wei Tianyang is the key! Not an opportunity! We don’t need his ’approval’, we need his cellular tissue! His spine! His brain!" the elder roared angrily.

"Keep your voice down..." the President made a hushing gesture. He looked up at the ceiling as if on guard against something.

Everyone at the scene also quieted down because of the President’s action.

After about ten seconds, all was normal again, and the President turned his head to look at Spencer, asking, "Does he have super hearing?"

Spencer replied, "He does, but I don’t think he can hear us from this far away."

The elder was even angrier, saying, "You’re all too cowardly!!"

One-third of the people there also chimed in, each with a significant public identity, yet none had ever shown such a frightened demeanour.

"Humanity doesn’t need Wei Tianyang to rock the cradle. I cannot agree with your views... nor this cowardly appearance! I choose to withdraw!" the elder declared.

As soon as his words ended, half of the bodyguards in the room pointed their guns at him.

At the same time, the other half of the bodyguards pointed their guns at the other bodyguards and at Spencer and his group on the stage.

"You should, seriously consider it," Spencer said.

"Ever since I stepped through that door, I’ve been considering," the elder replied.

"Wei Tianyang is a god descended from the heavens. We can leverage his power to achieve our goals. Think it over," Spencer insisted.

The elder shook his head and said, "I don’t think so. The dawn of humankind doesn’t need a Pseudo-God."

"Put your guns down!" shouted the President at this point.

The bodyguards looked at one another, uncertain of what to do.

At this moment, Spencer waved his hand and said, "I don’t want to waste everyone’s time. Since you don’t approve of me, I choose to leave. I can handle the technology and funding. I’m also confident in making contact with Wei Tianyang. Anyone who agrees with me can come with me. I promise you, one day we will make contact with god, and we will connect with him to move beyond our infancy."

Having finished speaking, Spencer walked down from the stage and, under all eyes, swaggered out of the hall.

The President looked at the people below. Then, about a dozen stood up silently.

The elder said, "Think it over carefully. His resolve has not been strong from the beginning! He yearns for the machinery to bring down god! He will only lead you astray."

An Asian woman said, "At least, Wei Tianyang is tangible."

After the dozen people left the meeting, in a little while, dozens more stood up and left.

Within half an hour, one-third of the people had walked out of the meeting room.

The remaining two-thirds were divided with half not approving of Spencer, and the other half unable to make a decision.

The elder stepped onto the stage, looked at the President, and said, "Do you approve of Spencer, too?"

"I’m sorry, old friend... I’m already 70 years old, I can’t wait any longer. Wei Tianyang might be our only chance," the President sighed. He too stepped down from the podium and walked towards the door.

With a heavy sigh, the elder shouted, "Fine, let those without strong wills leave!! Let those fools who desire a small stage for a descent of a god leave!! The cradle of humanity must be rocked by our own hands!!"