I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 876 - 876 875. Discipline

Chapter 876: 875. Discipline Chapter 876: 875. Discipline Meanwhile, the same fragmented whispers echoed by Lu Ban’s side, who had turned into a mass of flesh. Unlike the two young members of the Quicksand Council, however, Lu Ban could understand some of it.

The language was in utter chaos, but the general idea was clear.

The other party was condemning him for impersonating His name and threatening to bring down true divine punishment.

Lu Ban didn’t care and even let out a taunt.

“Gurgle gurgle.”

That mass of flesh made such a sound.

Upon witnessing this, the two young members of the Quicksand Council were a bit puzzled, unsure of the meaning behind this language.

“Do you think this is telling us to notify everyone else?”

“Could it be not to tell others? Just now, He said we must not look directly at the divine!”

And at the same time, some Pollution began to seep into the illusionary passageway.

On Lu Ban’s body, within that mass of flesh, a cyan-green substance began to spread, resembling the bacteria of a plague.

The two quickly lowered their heads again upon seeing it.

“This appearance, it must be the real [Heavenly Father]!”

The cyan-green traces, known as the “Holy Stigmata” to them, appeared on all believers of the [Heavenly Father]. The closer one was to the Divine Beings, the more prominent these marks would be.

But most people feared it, describing the condition as a “disease,” a “plague,” or a “fall from grace”; they didn’t know these were the gazes cast down by the deities, a gift bestowed.

Only those who truly accepted what the [Heavenly Father] offered could become His chosen.

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

They had no Saint and led brief lives, but once they accepted the gift of the [Heavenly Father], their fleeting lives were no longer an issue. With the help of the Holy Stigmata, they could live much longer.

This was one of the reasons why the Quicksand Council accepted the [Heavenly Father].

Life was brilliant yet ephemeral, and to these youngsters constantly facing death, survival was everything.

In a world like the Wasteland, there shouldn’t be just one form of life; any form of Corrosion and Mutation was worth it if it could persist.

They hadn’t come for just one Saint’s position.

They wanted to use the Saint’s governance to address the Wasteland’s lifespan issues.

After all, compared to a mere Saint, the [Heavenly Father] was a true Divine Being!

To their surprise, the [Heavenly Father] had manifested!!!

Could it be that the genuine devotion had moved the deity?

“We’re not sure what we’re supposed to do now. Should we tell others about Your descent?”

A young member of the Quicksand Council humbly asked.

“Of course, notify everyone you can.”

Lu Ban said with mock seriousness.

Moments later, six members of the Quicksand Council had gathered in the small underground room.

The one leading them was named Lei Ting; his arm was adorned with rings of pale blue Crystals that seemed to twinkle with electricity. He looked to be about twenty years old, which was considered old in the Wasteland.

He did not bear the cyan-green marks himself; it was unclear whether they were hidden under his clothing or for some other reason.

Lei Ting looked intently at Lu Ban, and a fervent zeal began to appear in his eyes.

“Our truly revered deity, what divine command do You have for us?”

He bowed his head, speaking respectfully.

“What have you all done to prepare for My descent?”

Lu Ban demanded in a lowered voice, and to appear more genuine, he squirmed slightly.

Come to think of it, Lu Ban was now like a virtual streamer covered in a skin.

“We’ve arranged rituals in various parts of the city, ready to activate them on election day, to make all the city’s inhabitants Your believers.”

Lei Ting reported truthfully.

These kids were really audacious.

Lu Ban thought.

When the time for the election came, everyone would gather near the city square. It was during this ceremony that they would most likely spread the plague, from which no one could escape.

In an instant, Utopia would become polluted, transformed into a city of the [Heavenly Father].

Upon reflection, Lu Ban felt this was not a good idea and thus spoke up.

“Foolishness.”

A single rebuke caused everyone in the basement to tremble. They hastily lowered their heads, appearing even more servile.

“I… I don’t know what is improper?”

Lei Ting mustered his courage to inquire, lifting his eyes to see ripples emanating from the mass of flesh, as if it was seething with anger.

Lu Ban did not respond; he was also considering how to stop these people.

But quickly, before Lu Ban could speak again, Lei Ting realized the problem with his actions.

Even though they had exploited loopholes to dismantle the ritual and scatter it throughout Utopia, it was ultimately easy to discover.

Once someone noticed these ceremonies, all their efforts would come to nought!

Their preparations seemed foolproof, but in reality, they were just overstepping acts of humanity.

How could the true Divine Beings need to rely on such methods to transform?

Wasn’t what they were doing a show of distrust in the [Heavenly Father], an unnecessary action?

“I… I understand now. I will remove these preparations immediately.”

Lei Ting suddenly said.

“…”

Lu Ban was silent for a while.

Although he didn’t know what Lei Ting had understood, as long as the objective was achieved, that was enough.

“Trust in me, chant my name.”

Lu Ban murmured.

Immediately, the silent prayers to the [Heavenly Father] began in the basement one after another.

The space around them trembled once more.

As Lu Ban heard this, amidst the grumbling, he turned a shade greener.

“From this day forth, you shall abide by my commandments.”

Lu Ban continued.

Everyone perked up their ears, listening intently, afraid of missing a single word.

“The first commandment, wash your hands often, ventilate frequently, avoid crowded gatherings.”

The detached yet majestic voice echoed throughout the basement.

Hearing Lu Ban’s words, the crowd was momentarily stunned.

Lei Ting pondered for a moment, his mind racing to find an answer.

These commandments seemed to stress personal hygiene, but they were actually of utmost importance.

It was well known that followers of the [Heavenly Father] would have Holy Stigmata appear to some degree, which were easy to spot, thus they covered themselves with thick coats to conceal it.

Frequent handwashing and ventilation referred to keeping oneself clean to avoid detection by others.

Avoiding crowds meant the same, to hide well and clean up properly.

Only by doing so could they preserve their strength for the day the [Heavenly Father] would descend.

“I understand!”

Lei Ting responded first.

The others also nodded in agreement, even though they didn’t know what Lei Ting had understood, but since he had claimed to comprehend, would it not seem foolish if they continued to look bewildered?

Seeing that they had all understood, Lu Ban went on to say.

“The second commandment, perform more good deeds, go where people need you.”

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