Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 788 - 394. Sigh, Starry Abyss

Chapter 788: 394. Sigh, Starry Abyss

Early March, the beginning of spring, was supposed to be a season brimming with life and burgeoning growth.

However, the scene before the Kingdom Parliament’s autonomous decision-making institution was a rather thorny one.

The southern coast of the kingdom, Nussfar Province.

Buzzing...

A grand wave of locusts swept across the land, painting the sky yellow. Wherever they went, even livestock and humans were torn apart and devoured by the swarm.

Millions starved, the scorching light illuminated the earth, and people resorted to cannibalism.

Bandit gangs rioted, raising militias and conscripting men, causing countless injuries.

Slap!

White Crow Aiwens descended onto the plain, gazing at the overwhelming locust plague, casually reaching into the swarm.

"Hmm?!"

He withdrew his hand, crushing a swath of locusts in the process. Disgusting fluids stained his luxurious armor, emitting a foul stench.

But this was of no importance.

As an Iota Rank (9), a slight scratch actually appeared on the back of his hand.

"...This is no ordinary calamity."

Aiwens tilted his head, the scratch on his hand gradually healing with void energy. He clenched his fist, looking at the dreadful swarm stretching for thousands of miles, his eyes filled with gravity,

"There’s no trace of void energy. Who on earth caused this disaster?"

He didn’t care about the lives of the local people; population was plentiful. He was just concerned whether this disaster was accidental or man-made.

If it was man-made... the person behind it surely possessed the power to overturn the situation.

With doubts in his heart, he missed seeing the group of black-and-green-clad people on the plain below, running through the fields, setting up soup kitchens and distributing food.

Compared to the soldiers sent by the kingdom to suppress the turmoil, these clergy clad in black and green and adorned with four-horned ox-head emblems seemed much kinder, and more importantly, they brought plenty of food.

"Don’t worry, don’t worry, there’s enough for everyone!"

These members of the Church moved in an orderly manner, never acting alone to avoid being robbed by rioters, and through data sorting, they distributed supplies precisely to each person.

Gradually, a rumor spread among the refugees: those who had previously filled out forms and signed their names would be prioritized for supplies. As long as they joined the Church of the God of Vanquishing Delusion, they could get food first.

Although the church repeatedly refuted this, proving it to be false, they did not stop such rumors from spreading.

For a time, kingdom residents who were previously uninterested in or contemptuous of religion, driven by hunger and locust plagues, crowded the priests’ doors, reluctantly accepting baptism, scrutiny, and eventually converting...

Similar events continued to unfold.

In the south, Carswell Province endured continuous torrential rains, flooding towns and farmlands.

—The Church of the God of Vanquishing Delusion provided tens of thousands of boats for the refugees to live and relocate on. One giant vessel, the Baizhu Star Vessel, exceeded a million tons and could house twenty thousand people for work and life.

In the north, Flovine Province faced a once-in-a-millennium cold wave, freezing livestock to death, with temperatures in extreme areas plunging to minus 260 degrees, turning the region into a life-forbidden zone.

—Gio Zieou, the God of Vanquishing Delusion, performed a miracle, destroying icebergs with a punch that broke open the earth’s crust, releasing magma and volcanic ash to form a fertile, warm settlement.

In the east, Wanning Province, discharging radioactive seawater backflowed into residential pipelines, causing heavy casualties among city dwellers.

—The members of the Church intervened again, providing clean water and organizing convoys to evacuate survivors from the polluted wasteland.

........

"Everything is proceeding according to plan, very smoothly. The Kingdom Parliament should be realizing the problem by now."

In the splendid church, Li Aozi and Gio Zieou sat face to face, discussing the situation before them.

"The Church of the God of Vanquishing Delusion’s efficiency truly has your signature, Lord Leoz."

Gio Zieou looked at the report presented below, feeling deeply emotional.

Every tragedy leads to redemption.

Whenever a disaster struck, the members of the Church were always the first to take action.

Their collected information on residents’ identities, family members, addresses, and jobs played a huge role, allowing them to track and locate everyone in real-time and thus work very efficiently.

This was all Li Aozi’s handiwork.

"The Dragon Satellite had the internet but only knew how to use it for communication, without achieving the Internet of Everything—no matter. As long as I understand it."

Li Aozi effortlessly achieved big data sorting and positioning, using Baizhu Star’s magical intelligence to generate code at will.

As the President of a country, Li Aozi could easily requisition some large transport ships long abandoned by Baizhu Star. Faced with extreme floods, this large ship could become an ark of hope.

Constantly performing miracles and providing redemption, stepping up in the most critical moments—this was the key to winning people’s hearts.

Of course, only Gio Zieou knew the truth behind all this.

"...Lord Leoz." Gio Zieou couldn’t help but say.

"What is it?" Li Aozi asked, his eyes serene.

Gio Zieou looked at him and said,

"Don’t you think this way sacrifices too many people?"

"To build an image and quickly expand the church’s influence, you caused disasters and calamities everywhere, leading many Mortals of Zeta (6) to starve in the fields, freeze in the snow, or suffer family separation and destruction."

"And all this..."

"Is the most efficient way."

Li Aozi calmly responded,

"You should understand me, Gio Zieou."

Gio Zieou nodded. If he had a human face, his brows would be furrowed, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction and anger,

"No matter what, the price paid is too heavy. Even if they are mortals, they are still lives!"

"We are gods, Gio Zieou. Don’t forget our roots."

Li Aozi finished, stood up, and walked away,

"It’s time for the next disaster. I’m off to bring calamity to another province."

"By disregarding human lives, you’re bound to face divine retribution."

Gio Zieou rebuked.

"We are the divine. Mortals have no right to judge us."

Li Aozi left these words behind, stepping through the timeline and disappearing.

"...’We’,"

it wasn’t until a few minutes after Li Aozi left that Gio Zieou leisurely raised his hand,

"So flawless, particularly emphasizing ’we.’ Has he detected it? No, I feel he truly believes it."

Gio Zieou stroked his chin,

"No doubt, such a natural display, straightforward conversation without superfluous words, and action without hesitation to meet objectives—this guy is the true Leoz, without a doubt."