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Chapter 630: Chapter 627: [Su Rin = Express Delivery]

"The eyes of the Deity are everywhere, Lin Guang often manages to capture those who defy the Deity."

Anjie led Su Ming’an into the Sanctuary, pointing to the vaguely visible light membrane above the Sanctuary, "The ’Source’s’ methods of use are varied, and evading surveillance is one of them. Our area in the Freedom Faction is protected by the ’Source’, so even if we speak against the Deity, we will not be captured."

Su Ming’an nodded.

He had learned that Tretiya’s "Source" was developed to enhance the power of various technological items, Lin Guang’s "Source" could suppress people and control the Mechanical Army, and the boy he met last night, Cheng Luohe, had a "Source" that assisted in sniping—the "Source" could have different effects depending on the body’s circuit of each individual.

The whisperings of the Deity taught people how to use the "Source", essentially helping them to understand the circuits within their bodies. Only the methods of use that best fit the human body’s circuits could bring out the "Source’s" greatest effect.

Besides, killing others and plundering the "Source" from their corpses was also a method to improve.

He had already roughly figured out the timeline of the Ninth World; it turned out that in these nine days, he had missed a very important timeline, and not a single audience member had noticed...

"—Anjie, Anjie! The new woman who arrived is seriously injured, she’s passed out!"

Suddenly, a young man rushed out in a hurry, calling out to Anjie.

"Where’s Lu Sa?" Anjie became anxious.

"Lu Sa hasn’t returned yet!" the young man said, "What should we do, Sister Anjie, all those with a bit of biochemical knowledge have gone out..."

Su Ming’an knew that Lu Sa should be Luna. Luna might be out searching for water resources; she was the doctor here.

"Lewis, can you..." Anjie glanced at Su Ming’an.

She knew that Lewis and Beacon only had a cooperative relationship, and rescuing people was not within Lewis’s responsibilities. But Lewis was a genius in all Three Domains, very proficient in biochemistry, so if he could intervene...

"Let’s go." Su Ming’an had already followed the young man over.

Now was the information gathering stage, and he would take part in unexpected events.

They arrived at a white house resembling a construction site container, ascended the three steps of a short staircase, and on the narrow sickbed lay a young woman with messy red hair, like flames burning on white snow. Her eyes were tightly closed, with traces of blood leaking from the corner of her mouth, and her body spasmed involuntarily.

Su Ming’an scanned the table, seeing surgical knives, tweezers, anesthetics, and other items. His [Biochemistry] was at level 10, but this did not mean he had instantly grasped all medical knowledge about the human body; he was only able to get started, and moved according to the system’s guidance. He wasn’t sure he could cure her.

But he knew who the woman was.

She had a very beautiful face, young and wrinkle-free, with vibrant, colorful red hair significantly different from that of the middle-aged Fayse mother in the laboratory.

This was a... very young Fayse, youthful and attractive.

Any mother was a beautiful young woman in her youth.

He picked up the surgical knife.

Anjie stood outside the door, watching the scene inside the sickroom nervously, with the small child Yao Wen and others gathering around the door.

Gradually, a lot of people surrounded the outside of the room. These were the old, weak, sick, and disabled who had stayed behind; they had heard that someone was performing surgery and came to observe.

No one made a sound, quietly watching the surgery inside. Su Ming’an silently sutured the woman’s wound with a calm expression, while the assisting physician beside him was already sweating profusely.

Su Ming’an’s clean white coat was stained with blood, his always clean hands were full of it as well, and the thick scent of blood permeated the room—yet his hands did not shake at all, always steady.

Watching this Lewis, Anjie suddenly thought—Lewis was really impressive.

She had never seen someone who mastered cutting-edge technologies in all Three Domains at the same time, and the skills Lewis displayed were just the tip of the iceberg. He was too mysterious. He woke up from a hibernation capsule from thirty years ago and suddenly came to Beacon. Last night, he showed off a bit of his skill, more than enough to crush all of them.

If there really was one person who could change such a world... Anjie felt it had to be someone like Lewis.

Intelligent, powerful, calm.

...

"Ding dong!"

[You have gained the respect of Beacon’s remaining people, Faction Contribution Points: 300.]

[NPC (Anjie) Favorability: 40 points +10]

[NPC (Kara) Favorability: ...]

...

With SS Charm, he was practically a favorability-absorbing machine; Su Ming’an had merely performed a surgery, and he heard one after another notification of favorability skyrocketing.

Suddenly, his hand paused, and a streak of white light emerged from Fayse’s body, burrowing towards him.

... This was the "Source" within Fayse.

He wanted to push it back, but it had already touched his fingertips. In an instant, a brilliant light burst forth, as if suddenly activated, like a giant incandescent light brightening the interior.

This was the first time he had come into contact with the "Source". When Qiu Li died, her "Source" had already turned into an ethereal state, passing by him.

He immediately tried to push it back, waving his hand a few times, and the "Source" automatically burrowed back into Fayse’s body.

Outside, everyone was stunned.

People watched the scene, holding their breath and concentrating in silence—as if the fact that Su Ming’an could guide the "Source" was a very shocking matter.

"—Seal the news immediately."

Anjie’s expression turned serious in an instant. She made a decisive decision, sending a message to the leader Sen Kylstia who was far away in the outside world. Her "Source" allowed her to communicate with birds.

Ten minutes later, Su Ming’an finished treating Fayse’s injury and pushed the door open—

"Squeak—"

He paused in his steps.

In front of him, there knelt row upon row of people.

Anjie, armed with guns, Sita Xi with pink hair, Yao Wen, Fayse’s godson... almost everyone who had stayed in the Sanctuary had gathered here, kneeling in rows at the door.

The cold wind lifted their differently colored hairs, forming a rainbow that fluttered in broad daylight.

Anjie raised her head, her blonde hair seeming exceptionally dazzling.

"Are you... the incarnation of the World’s Will?" Her eyes were bright, as if seeing hope, "Are you the new God who has come to save us?"

"Hmm?" Su Ming’an was unclear about what had happened.

"’The Source’ is innate, and no one can change it. The whispers of the deities can only guide us to discover the circuits within our bodies, to find the suitable ways to use our abilities. Yet you can lead it..." Anjie grew more and more excited as she stared at Su Ming’an, covered in blood.

"—You must be the incarnation of the world’s will—you are ’the world.’ You know we live in dire straits, you know we suffer from the invasion of the gods..."

The act Su Ming’an had just performed with the ’Source’ seemed impossible in the eyes of the people. It was like the people of Zhai Xing witnessing someone flying in the sky.

But he couldn’t possibly be some "incarnation of the world’s consciousness." Yasa Acto was undoubtedly human, the only pure human seventy years later.

It must have been the Century Catastrophe thirty years ago that gave Acto an ability unlike that of ordinary people, controlling the ’Source’ was just one of them.

Su Ming’an stretched out his hand, his fingers covered in thick blood.

Looking at the scene where everyone had fallen prostrate, as if worshiping a deity, he suddenly realized something—there was no need to explain; this was an excellent opportunity to launch the Dawn War.

Lu was right before, Su Ming’an couldn’t simply stand by as Lewis forever. If he could earn the genuine trust of the people, if he could inspire them to fight for him—this was the best chance.

He nodded, acknowledging it.

"Yes, I have come to save you," he said, "The old gods will be driven out of our world."

In his deep grey eyes, reflected were the hunger-stricken, emaciated people, and in the distance, the grand central execution platform with flames reaching the sky.

Anjie’s curly blonde hair touched the ground, stained with dust. Her act of prostration, like the sound of a horn, led everyone to lower their heads, their gazes cast down.

The scene seemed comical, but it was a display of how much suffering these people had endured and how desperately they needed something to believe in.

Their relatives could die at any moment, they themselves could contract Deficiency Syndrome at any time, and the Mechanical Army might slaughter them without reason... These crises could drive a person mad. People were desperately longing for a peaceful environment, ardently yearning for the idyllic olden days of legend.

—If someone claimed to be a "new god" and said they could lead them to overthrow the cruel deities.

—If someone declared they would bring about the dawn, lifting the oppressive clouds and darkness from the earth.

—If this person was also strong enough, calm enough, wise enough to be a qualified leader. Someone who had saved a stranger out of goodwill and shown sufficient benevolence.

Then these reasons were enough for this group of people, struggling to survive and on the brink of losing hope, to entrust their aspirations and to follow this person.

"..."

Su Ming’an watched this collective act of worship.

He did not yet know how much his ability to control the ’Source’ could benefit the upcoming war, but he did not like this feeling—the feeling of being destined by the world.

Every time he saw an apparent benefit, there must be a pitfall in the unseen places, waiting for him to leap into it. The ’world’s favor’ in the world replica was not a shining crown but a trap that might yank him down at any moment.

Only the barrage was pleased; a significant part of them relished the thrill of Su Ming’an’s high status, able to command the situation from the beginning:

[So cool! Everywhere you go, people kneel and sing ’Conquest’!]

[I want to see Yasa lead humanity to win the war! I’m fired up, brothers!]

[I predict the war will last no more than five days, what forty years! Let it end before the Spring Festival so everyone can celebrate the New Year joyfully! Yay!]

[The streets are bustling, someone said they saw Lin Yin... Why hasn’t she shown up? Isn’t she an Adventurer Player?]

...

"Ding-dong!"

[You have obtained the identity of (Beacon Shelter·New Deity), Faction Contribution Points: 2000.]

...

"Rumble..." The truck kicked up dust as a team hurried back.

Leading them was Sen Kylstia, the commander of Beacon, who leapt to the ground with his blood-red cloak billowing in the wind.

"Lewis?" As Sen saw the scene of countless individuals kneeling, he stopped in his tracks. He had never imagined that during his short absence, Lewis would have completely undermined his authority, leaving not even a brick or a tile intact. His comrades, his battle brothers, the members of his sanctuary... were now all kneeling before the young man in the white coat, as though worshiping a deity.

As for himself, the recently returned commander, it seemed no one cared.

"Sen Kylstia," Su Ming’an uttered the name with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. He thought of Che Kylstia, the leader of a battle group in The Fringe, who had the same bright eyes, always burning with a passionate fire.

... Since Luna was here, and so was Lu. Tretiya No.2, the redhead man No.8, the black-haired woman No.9, they were all here. That was a clear indication that the Beacon Shelter must be an important historical node. Starting from here would be the most appropriate.

—Let this be the beginning, to spark the Dawn War.

He was curious, with only eleven days left in instance time, how he would complete this legendary war that lasted forty years and was engraved in history.

Now in his eyes, Lv Shu = Combat Power + Trustworthy Ally. Yuanyuan = Comrade + Trustworthy Ally. Yamada = Follower + Evangelist. Lu = Candy Giver + Not Entirely Trustworthy. Luna = Combat Power + Good Personality. Su Rin = Courier + Occasionally Useful. Xike = Intelligence Source + Advanced Computing Agent. Dawn = Master Deceiver + Key to Perfect Pass. Dong An’an = 100 points of Favorability can trigger TE2 + Knowledgeable Tool Person. Xiao Mei = TE2 Related Character + Fool. Edward = Trash. A’du = Greedy Snake Game + Underworld Music Player.

In his eyes, the world was like a chessboard. Standing amidst the complexities of the game, he was the most clear-minded player.

His classification of them was clear, rational, and absolute, not allowing for the slightest personal emotion— the best judgment he could make. At the right time, pulling the right strings with the right people would lead to ultimate victory.

"Lewis, just who are you?" Sen asked.

Sen did not believe in the concept that "the one who controls the Source is the embodiment of the World Will," but if it provided people with psychological comfort, and motivated them to live more actively, then having one more "New Deity, Lewis," in the world wouldn’t be a problem.

However, this Lewis, who hibernated thirty years ago... what kind of person was he?

Su Ming’an’s gray eyes met his.

His fingers touched the edge of his cheek, where lay a "Human Skin Mask of Wang Han" that concealed his true face.

"Sen. I am Ya..." Su Ming’an began to speak.

"Click."

A sound rang out as the spire screen at the top of the buildings in Zone Eleven suddenly flickered. After a moment, the screen lit up, showing a person on camera.

"—Hello everyone, I am Noah, the person in charge of Zone Eleven."

On the screen, the blond man smiled kindly. He was one of the agents of the Deity Faction and a being of the same kind as Lin Guang.

The people watched the sudden citywide broadcast with anxiety. Such broadcasts often meant that something significant was happening in Zone Eleven.

"I have good news for everyone. It is my honor to announce that after years of searching, we have found the human hero from thirty years ago," Noah said with a smile.

A flicker of movement crossed Su Ming’an’s eyes.

...Had he been discovered?

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