From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 110 Florida's Timely Rain, Miami's Call for Justice
"Your Majesty, I don't quite understand what role this wizard plays here..." Alvin looked at José Carmen, who was continuing his charade, with some confusion.

Bai Yang established the system of demons and werewolves so that the two paladins and saints in New York would have something to do.

It was also to spread faith and aspiration in that city.

The South American Gods Movement launched in Los Angeles also aims to reinforce ethnic identity among a segment of the population, thereby reaping the benefits of faith.

Using South American gods as a guide for faith can certainly lead to a greater gain of faith, which is understandable.

Even the appearance of vampires was to fit into the fantasy version of the Civil War worldline he created, and at the same time, to make the special concept of 'Jehovah' no longer just an empty concept, but to transform it into a part of the original existence of the world.

Alvin could understand all of this; the existence of these divine forces had indeed brought them considerable benefits.

Similarly, their presence has caused even greater changes in various places, and the connections between several places have gradually become closer, as evidenced by the conversation at the White House last time.

But the fact that Bai Yang suddenly placed a "wizard" that could continuously grow here was something Alvin couldn't understand.

Most other powers are bestowed, but this time what he gave was "knowledge".

"Of course you don't understand, because you don't understand this country!" Bai Yang said with a smile. "Fortunately, I do understand this country!"

"Sometimes you can't think of America as a country; you should think of it as a huge corporation!"

"Large families, business conglomerates, military enterprises, pharmaceutical companies, politicians... these people make up the company's board of directors, but the vast majority of people in the company are employees!"

"So what we tried before was to start from the top, to gain the willpower of those above through their understanding, and to gain the recognition of some people!"

Bai Yang rubbed his hands together, and a tiny flame appeared in his palm, which he then extinguished. "But now, I'm trying another path, which is to let these 'employees' choose their own path!"

"Do you think that the power of their own aspirations, which they actively cultivate, might be greater?"

Bai Yang actually already had his own set of goals and plans, and he has been working towards them ever since.

At the beginning, his idea was to survive first, so he designed the town incident, the gang incident, the church incident, the Mayan ritual incident, and the tornado incident later.

These are all very economical and minor operations. Even an incredibly powerful tornado is essentially just a way of utilizing celestial phenomena.

However, with the complete outbreak of the tornado event, Bai Yang gained enough willpower and divine power, and his thoughts naturally changed.

He no longer needed to think about survival, which led to these events in New York. Compared to the scattered events in California, the events in New York were much more cohesive.

Demons, knights, angels, and the appearance of demons; the apocalypse and the descent of saints; the Brotherhood and werewolves; the Civil War and vampires.

The connections between these stories are clearly much more coherent than those other things.

There are now at least a million devout followers of his in America, and the power of their prayers is enough to give him a hundred points of divine power every week.

This is already outrageous; it's the kind of income only those with mid-level divine power in the Dylan Continent would have.

This earning power gave him more ideas and opened up more possibilities for the world!
Just like this time, he gave Jose the ability, but erased his memory, making Jose forget the existence of Gabo, and only obtain some information about the contract he signed from the believers.

Apart from a special order to "kill members of the Vatican," he was a completely free man!
The knowledge he acquires is something that grows as he improves. It is a special gift that is completely independent of the existing system, representing disorder and chaos, but also representing the imagination of the bottom layer.

"I've assigned him specific enemies. In order to survive under the pressure from the Papacy, he must constantly strengthen himself and continuously spread his doctrines!" Bai Yang said with a smile. "The Floridaers' minds are so interesting; this will be an interesting experiment!"

"Your idea... is truly remarkable!" Alvin exclaimed. "I will help you refine this idea and keep an eye on these people's movements. If there are indeed different amplifications of willpower, or even the emergence of some entirely new concepts, this will be a truly great endeavor!"

Bai Yang nodded, his face full of interest. He was also looking forward to seeing what kind of special operations this group of people with full initiative would bring to Florida, a place full of outstanding people and resources!
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It's unclear when exactly, but a peculiar rumor began circulating in the slums of Miami. Some said that in a farm church near the city's edge, a special "archbishop" was selling a unique commodity known as "atonement money."

God sent down divine punishment, but by purchasing indulgences, one could escape this punishment. Most importantly, these indulgences were much cheaper than indulgences from the church!
"Oh, what's all this? It's all outdated news!" A Black man on the street said dismissively upon hearing the news. "Go ask around, where can you still buy indulgence coins now? You can't buy them anymore!"

"Can't buy them anymore? Why? Weren't they unlimited?" someone asked curiously.

"Of course not! Not anymore!" the black man said proudly. "You don't know, three days ago the archbishop heard that, like King Solomon, he had completed a pact with the demon god and is now a legendary chosen one!"

"Now, the indulgence coins are not only items for atonement, but also things for asking the archbishop for help!"

"The Archbishop is omnipotent, known as the Timely Rain of Florida, the Hero of Miami! He is a hero among those favored by God!"

Hearing his words, the people around him certainly didn't believe him: "Chosen Ones? Mazefak, are you kidding me? On the streets of Miami, five out of ten people can be called Chosen Ones, and the other five are Chosen Ones without any publicity!"

"That's right, my maternal uncle's grandfather said he was a chosen one of God, and yesterday he tried to communicate with God, but he kicked the bucket!"

"How did you kick the bucket?"

"He circumcised himself, saying that the foreskin could communicate with God, but he bled to death after the procedure!"

"That was a really satisfying death..."

Hearing the disdainful voices of the crowd and the increasingly off-topic conversation, the already somewhat agitated Black man became dissatisfied and shouted, "They're all fake chosen ones, but the Archbishop is different. The Archbishop is real!"

“Then I think Mr. Stryker from the next street is more likely to be the real one, after all, he even delivers eggs!”

"Indeed, the eggs are more important!"

"How many are you sending? I'll go get two too, eggs are ridiculously expensive lately..."

The discussion among these people was completely baffling to Black people, but thankfully, apart from these people who were just trying to amuse themselves, there were also some people who were genuinely interested!

As the crowd dispersed, two men in overcoats surrounded the black man and asked mysteriously, "We heard that you can buy indulgence coins. Do you sell yours?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise appeared on the Black man's face. "Know your stuff? Do you know the prices?"

"We know! We understand!" the two quickly replied. "Fifty thousand dollars a dollar, right?"

"It's gone up!" A hint of fanaticism appeared on the black man's face. "The Archbishop is incredibly powerful, a true god. The Atonement Coins have increased in price! Now one coin is worth $60,000! And not many people are selling them yet; you guys are lucky to have met me..."

As he spoke, he took out a very simple "atonement coin" from his pocket. It was a hand-drawn piece of paper, but it seemed to have a special kind of shimmering light on it.

He mysteriously handed the paper to the two of them, saying, "See this? This is the indulgence coin made by the archbishop himself. The light on it is a synonym for mystery!"

The flashing light disappeared in an instant, but before them, the symbol of "sin" flashed, just like in a real virtual reality.

But everyone knows that this thin piece of paper definitely can't have that effect, so there's only one possibility left: the person in front of us has really been in contact with the supernatural!
However, neither of them said much; they had seen far too many of these so-called extraordinary performances lately.

In this city with its simple and honest folks, every cult member who claims to be favored by God has this ability: to create miracles!

"How about it? Sixty thousand dollars per bill, three bills in total, a very fair price!" Under the expectant gaze of the black man, the two men pulled out pistols from their pockets and shot him in the head!
“Kill you, and all these things will be ours!” the leader said softly, and then he made a phone call.

"Your Excellency, we've got what we wanted!"

(End of this chapter)