Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 401 LGBT Disintegration
However, this trending topic wasn't entirely positive; it was a mixed bag.

Good Nature Quacano Group is very powerful and capable of producing such a special drug so quickly.

The bad ones come in all sorts of forms.

Some questioned the drug's efficacy, some questioned its motives, some suspected it was orchestrated by the Cano Group, and others felt the Cano Group was cold-blooded and ruthless for profiting from a disaster...

There were many different kinds of things, too numerous to count.

……

Orlando City Hall.

Yulenka looked at the document in her hand, her eyes flashing coldly. "Shifting the firepower? A clumsy tactic. It seems they're really desperate."

The document contained extremely detailed information about the media outlets that published unfavorable news, even specifying what the reporters and editors had dried on their lips and who they had met.

Finally, here's a summary.

"More than 70 percent of these media outlets are plagiarized articles published by Watershed Company."

These were all collected by the people under the Kano Group. As a group that possesses a new god, the Kano Group's power has long since expanded to the level of a top giant. Even many high-ranking officials from various government departments have secretly joined them, including some high-ranking officials from Foberle and the CIA.

This information also came from them.

Yulenka put the document down and took a deep breath.

"It's this watershed again. This organization has been causing trouble for a long time. I thought they had learned their lesson after being silent for so long, but I didn't expect them to dare to do this again."

As someone who had been with Louis since he was a child, Eulenka naturally knew about the Watershed Company, including its grievances with Louis.

To be precise, it was Louis who thwarted the other side's plans several times.

Louis has consistently been the one with the upper hand in this struggle.

This is one of the reasons why Louis did not directly cleanse it after becoming a god.

But now that it dares to provoke her, she can't be blamed. As an apostle, even if she only became an incompetent apostle through connections, Yulenka's position in Louis's forces is beyond doubt.

Their power is terrifying.

Just as Eulenka was preparing to use his power to rally Louis's forces to crack down on the Watershed Company and the media.

A message was sent to her computer.

This is the latest report from the public relations department of the Cano Group.

click!
As soon as she opened it, Yulenka couldn't help but frown, as if she had encountered something foul and disgusting.
"Shit-like political correctness!"

The above are statements from some newly established conservation associations.

Including, but not limited to, minority rights organizations, women's rights organizations, vegetarian associations, environmental protection organizations, gender freedom rights organizations, animal protection organizations...

They are all disgusting organizations that have been created under the guise of political correctness in order to make money.

"Why is it that there are too few Black people within the Cano Corporation? Is a large corporation openly discriminating against ethnic minorities?"

"The upper echelons of the Kano Group are mostly men, which is completely unbalanced. Women are no less capable than men, so this is clearly a deliberate suppression of women, a denial of women's value, and a form of discrimination!"

"Wow, their employees are actually eating dog meat. Dogs are pets, they are man's best friend. They cry too. How could they be eaten like this? Put yourself in their shoes. If someone were hurt or even cooked and eaten by someone else, wouldn't they feel pain?"

I reasonably suspect that this person is mentally unstable and she must be arrested.

"I am an ordinary employee of a subsidiary of the Kano Group. Since I was a child, I have liked women and thought they were beautiful. So I love to wear women's clothes and wigs. I want to become a noble and beautiful woman. Of course, because of work, I have to compromise and wear men's clothes. But today, the company actually fired me because I accidentally went to the women's restroom due to confusion!"

This is discrimination against freedom!

We all have the right to choose our gender! I want to file a complaint against the Cano Group!

"..."

Seeing these voices, Yulenka didn't even want to curse anymore. Surprisingly, she calmed down and even thought about it carefully.

These organizations' sudden pronouncements at this time are undoubtedly related to Watershed Corporation.

Ha, these guys are really desperate. Even though they know they can't afford to mess with the Cano Group, they're still trying to stir up public opinion to force the government to confront the Cano Group, hoping to find a way out of a fire, to survive in a desperate situation...

As long as the authorities can withstand the Cano Group's accountability, the watershed can survive. After all, the establishment of the United States is essentially a large circle for wealthy businessmen to make money. In this circle, as long as they pay enough, they can survive. That's the rule of the game.

Of course, the premise is that you can withstand it.

Yulenka sneered, her eyes now calm again.

Being attacked by these unfamiliar people for the first time, Yulenka was naturally angry, but after a moment's thought, she understood.

They're just a bunch of clowns.

They are merely a legitimate tool cultivated by capital under the guise of political correctness to extort assets from small and medium-sized capitalists.

There's no need to get too angry about the tools.

Just as Louis often taught, we must learn to find the root of the problem, so...

As for tools, just break them.

While we're at it, let's also take care of the owner of this tool!
That's the root of the problem!

Da da da……

Toot——

The phone connected. "I am now issuing an order in my capacity as an apostle: ... "

After a while.

Yulenka hung up the phone.

He glanced at the so-called voices and organizations on the computer, shook his head, turned off the computer, and didn't look at it again.

She's busy and doesn't have time to waste on such trivial matters.

at this time.

Outside the Kano Building, reporters carrying large cannons and small guns were gathering, and inside, one could vaguely see people holding banners and other items.

They clearly came with ill intentions.

But they haven't really come together yet.

A group of police officers suddenly appeared and, without saying a word, started swinging their electric batons.

Bang bang bang!
The beating was accompanied by cries of pain, interspersed with angry questions.

But the police officers remained unfazed and were incredibly skilled. In just a few moves, they crippled the men's arms and legs, ignoring their cries of pain, and dragged them into the car.

Those who were inciting the unrest were dumbfounded.

What the hell?

How dare they make a move?
Aren't you afraid of causing public outcry, or even protests?!
Even large corporations wouldn't dare to act so blatantly.

No, these people are too lawless, we have to run!

But when you turn your head to look...

Several tall, burly men had already arrived behind them, looking at them coldly, and mercilessly smashing down their stun batons.

boom!
"Awoooooo..."

Then, several more "dead dogs" appeared on the ground.

Rumble!
As the vehicle drove away, only some drag marks and bloodstains remained on the ground. Oh no, the cleaning crew arrived, and in the blink of an eye, everything was restored to its original state, spotless and brand new.

Nothing happened.

This situation began to unfold one after another at various branches of the Cano Group.

Some were seen, some were not.

Regardless of the specifics, none of these events caused any significant stir online. All media outlets fell silent simultaneously, as if they had received some kind of warning. Some even deleted their previous statements and changed their tune overnight.

Of course, there were also media outlets that stubbornly refused to listen, believing they had enough capital behind them, and the result was...

(According to the investigation by Foberle, although the deceased was shot thirteen times in the back, there is no doubt that he committed suicide!)
As for those so-called organizations that disgusted Yulenka, their fate was even more chilling to those in the know.

All the core members and accusers disappeared on the same night and died in their homes the following morning in different ways.

Bitten to death by dogs, having their genitals removed, being choked to death by being filled with animal fat...

The manner of death was extremely horrific.

It only took one night.

All the noise and commotion disappeared.

Instead, the negative news about the major member groups of the watershed stood alone on all the trending topics.

In particular, reporters have exposed the fact that Perfect Substance, Charm Perfume, suicide recordings, and other items were all jointly developed by these groups.

Public opinion shifted overnight.

The bewildered public, especially the victims, were also guided by public opinion to make large flags and banners, and even guns and grenades, and began to take to the streets, heading towards those corporations.

Next, they plan to show the capitalists what a mob with guns for everyone looks like.

What truly defines a fighting nation!

……

"It's over."

"Why, why is the official attitude like this...?"

“They completely ignored it and even actively helped the Cano Group cover it up.”

"That's normal. They have a god behind them. What do we have behind us? Listen to me, let's run now and go to the Vatican. That's probably our last chance to survive."

"No, I'm not satisfied. I propose we release all our research materials and stuff! Let's go big!"

"Are you crazy?! If we bring out those things that have only side effects, not only will the Cano Group attack us, but the authorities will also kill us. Listen to me, we're running now, to the Vatican. According to the intelligence I've gathered, the Vatican has provoked that new god many times, but only the clergy in the United States have been harmed. The Vatican itself has remained completely silent, which means they are still afraid of God."

"Hehe, to put it bluntly, it's all just your speculation. I've reached an agreement with the military. As long as we don't cause trouble for the Cano Group, they're willing to protect us. Of course, this comes at a price—70% of our assets."

"Damn it, I told you so, we shouldn't have used this stupid method to lure in monsters like the Cano Group. It was suicidal..."

"What's the point of saying all this now? It's all because you're unwilling to part with your family fortune! You insist on taking risks!"

"..."

At the headquarters of Fenshuiling Company, the sound of a heated argument echoed through the conference room.

Rothschild and Guggenheim, as the leaders, were also unable to get a word in edgewise, or rather, their minds were blank and their emotions were extremely conflicted.

There was absolutely no intention to reorganize the overall situation or unite everyone.

At last.

The meeting ended unhappily.

Everyone began to take action.

This organization, composed of emerging capitalists, two-thirds of whom were Jewish, and which held a significant position in the United States, has now disintegrated.

The white-haired Rothschild leaned on his cane, gazing at the sky with regret in his eyes. He laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm getting senile... no, desire has clouded my judgment. How can a man defy God? Alas."

"You seemed to have a clear mind when you were dying?"

So, are you going to accept my deal or not?

A hoarse voice, as if strained, came from his body.

Rothschild shook his head.

"It's too late. Even you can't be a match for God. Anyway, I've already transferred some of my assets and people. As for me, I'll stay and face God's wrath. Hopefully, He won't take it out on my entire family."

"Hmph! You're really old. I'm a god too! There's no need to be afraid of Him!" The hoarse voice became agitated, as if a sore spot had been touched.

"god?"

Rothschild's lips curled into a disdainful smile. "You're just an evil spirit, yet you dare call yourself a god?"

Snapped!
He abruptly shattered the holy water in his arms, soaking it into a spirit board he was holding.

next second.

"Aaaaaah! Damn mortals!"

Accompanied by a shrill sound, a ghostly figure of an old woman with half her face disfigured and looking extremely ferocious flew out of his body, its figure blurring and finally disappearing.

Seeing this, Rothschild revealed a mysterious smile, wiped the psychic board clean, and then dripped a drop of his blood into it.

"Let's take a gamble, may God bless me."

the other side.

Guggenheim and others are also using their own methods.

No one was willing to die, so they would naturally try their best to find a solution.

Some people sold off their assets and flew to the Vatican in private planes.

Someone released special experimental subjects from thirty-six laboratories.

Some people simply disappeared.

Some people choose to start a business war.

Some people even chose to "surrender" to the Cano Group.

Meanwhile, Yulenka controlled the Cano Group to acquire and merge these people's companies one by one.

Like a gluttonous beast, it greedily chewed on its blood.

Simultaneously.

The release of the effective drug has indeed had an effect, with more and more patients beginning to recover and only needing a few more courses of treatment to gradually return to normal.

Many ordinary citizens and patients' families spontaneously came to the front of the Cano Group building to express their gratitude.

This scene was "just happened" to be captured on camera, and public opinion quickly turned to praise it highly. For a time, the Cano Group even had the illusion of becoming a national enterprise of the United States.

This occurred seven days after the drug was released.

The time came on June 2001, 9.

on this day.

A major event has occurred in America.

……

Just as America was engulfed in various turmoil.

Somewhere in Washington, D.C.

At the home of Robert, a former diplomat and now the director of the administration.

A special guest has arrived.

"Oh, my noble son of the Demon King, your most loyal servant has arrived."

Mary Sue, dressed in a suit that looked like flowing black liquid, appeared before a child with a respectful expression.

(End of this chapter)