From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 131 How can the rise of a race not involve bloodshed?
Jeff's live stream caused a huge stir, attracting not only millions of viewers, but also high-level officials from various regions.

Under various surveillance conditions, all the senior executives became aware of this news.

This, of course, includes golden retrievers.

"President, this matter has a very bad impact. Shouldn't we..." His aide couldn't help but say.

"Should? Should what?" the blond-haired man retorted. "Should we shut down the livestream and have people destroy it?"

He looked at his dim-witted subordinate with disdain and said coldly, "Have you forgotten the lessons of Los Angeles? Have you forgotten the crisis in Miami? With those native gods returning, you expect me to offend them?"

"Who sent you? Explain yourself later, or go tell my Special Operations Department!"

The aide left with a sullen face, leaving Baron in the room. "Father, do you think this was done by those people from the Apache tribe?"

"It must be them! No one else has a reason, but they do!" the blond-haired man said. "That reason is enough; whether it's them or not doesn't really matter!"

Baron still didn't understand. "But what he just said is right. If this kind of thing comes out, it will affect America's reputation..."

The blond-haired man scoffed, "Reputation? After all these years, where has America gotten any reputation?"

"Assassination of the president, office scandals, surveillance scandals, assassination scandals, the island scandals... With so many things on our plate, do you still expect us to have a reputation?"

He saw it all too clearly. Reputation was completely unimportant. Which of those countries didn't know that America was just a lump of rotten flesh?
It's just that he's afraid of their military strength, so whatever the golden-haired man does, he does it all openly and doesn't care about such things at all!

As long as the benefits are in place, he's happy; everything else is something he can give up.

Hearing this, Baron realized what was going on. "You don't mean you don't want to deal with it, but rather you want to leave it for now?"

"You've gotten smarter, my child. It seems the Special Affairs Bureau is really training people!" The blond-haired man looked at Barron with satisfaction. "Yes, it'll be easier for us to intervene once they start making trouble!"

"If they don't cause chaos, what reason can we, as the greatest common denominator of the Federation, find to intervene?"

This conversation made Barron realize something: "Let them cause even more chaos, make things more outrageous, so that we can have a better chance of getting involved and gain control there!"

But the young man still couldn't understand one thing: "Father, won't our family's reputation be ruined because of this?"

Upon hearing this, the golden retriever laughed, "What nonsense are you talking about, silly child? My family is of German descent! What do the evil deeds of the Anglo-Saxons have to do with our Germanic people?"

Barron was taken aback. Could it be calculated like that?

……

The golden retriever may not care, but the rest of Alabama cannot.

Especially the Caitlin family, and the people behind her family.

In fact, this group of people did this because they knew about the actions of the Native Americans in the South. They specifically invited Jeff to come in order to prevent retaliation should something unexpected happen.

At least this person really knows those saints, so if something happens, they still have the Vatican as a safety net.

But now it seems the effect is even worse; they can clearly see Jeff gritting his teeth in the footage!

It's already a good thing they didn't report them to the Vatican; how could we possibly help them clean up the mess?
"Cut off the signal here, and say it's bloody and violent!" the leader said coldly. "We can't let the news from here continue to spread so recklessly!"

"Why? We're part of the Vatican too! Back then, weren't these boarding schools jointly established by us, the Vatican, and Catholic churches? They should be protecting us!" someone asked, puzzled.

"Protect them? They're barely able to protect themselves now, what protection are they talking about? After what happened in Miami, how many bishops have left the entire southern state? Didn't you see?" the man said coldly. "The era when they could act with impunity is over. Now is a period even more terrifying than the Puritan uprising!"

"These Catholic lunatics are using the Bible to dictate their words and actions!"

"What the hell is going on? They're demanding everyone strive to be a saint? I might as well just worship Satan!"

"If they find out what we're doing here, and what we're planning to do now, those fanatics could come and hang us all!" It has to be said, as expected of a high-ranking official, he has a very detailed understanding of America's current situation, and even the information he has gathered from the Vatican is spot on.

Now that things had come to this point, the remaining people naturally had no other thoughts. "Let them stay. The news has spread, but the evidence can still be destroyed! This is called 'dead men tell no tales'!"

"There's even a top streamer with hundreds of millions of followers here. Is this really effective?" Some people don't understand.

"What anchor? In this country, on our territory, even the president can die from some 'accident,' can't he?"

"No one, no evidence, no everything! We remain complacent, while they remain impotently furious!"

The plan was quickly formulated, and a special team of military personnel, led by a designated person, quietly headed to the abandoned boarding school.

Even in this era, there is no shortage of people who want to cover up the truth. These people have long been accustomed to path dependence, and even if they are born into the world, they are still used to their own logic.

The dead don't reveal secrets. Once Jeff and the others are dead, they can simply shift the blame to the "ghosts" and fabricate lies like "the indigenous people communicated with demons in order to kill their ancestors."

As long as the people of America believe it, it doesn't matter whether others believe it or not!

……

All of this was exactly as Bai Yang had predicted, and even the reactions of these people were exactly as expected!

"Aha, this stuff is really useful!" Bai Yang laughed to himself. He looked at the scene in front of him, which was exactly the same as the scene he had seen a couple of days ago, and he had already realized this.

The future he saw two days ago was using the "prophetic" authority he had fabricated for Jose.

Of course, Jose's wasn't real, but Bai Yang used divine power and willpower, taking advantage of certain characteristics of this world, to create a real one for himself!
Now it seems that the creation was quite successful? This individual authority has indeed played a role, giving Bai Yang more ideas about certain things in the future!
"Ha, you've managed to create authority, it's time to create a god to play with!" Bai Yang said with a grin, while continuing to watch the current plot development.

Alvin continued, "The message was delivered very quickly. High Priest Karl of the Apache tribe has already received the news, so he immediately dispatched Ivan Ruiz over!"

"Not bad, their political acumen is quite sharp, but they're still lacking something!" Bai Yang said with a smile. "We need to give them a little push!"

“Your Majesty, you mean…” Alvin paused, “The local indigenous people are indeed nearby…”

Bai Yang nodded, "It's them. If something happens here, they'll definitely come immediately. Whether it's for show or to attract attention, these things are unavoidable!"

"At that time, the truth, and something more important, will emerge together!"

"Our divine warriors should be arriving soon. There hasn't been a real conflict between the two sides yet. Shouldn't we at least have a battle?"

Alvin continued, "Alabama has tanks, helicopters, and plenty of missiles. It all depends on how they deploy them. Have you thought about how this will end?"

Bai Yang snapped his fingers. "Isn't it easy to wrap things up? Just have Alex have an accident along the way, and when the crisis is at its worst, he'll happen to be passing by here. Wouldn't that solve everything?"

“Even Jehovah has given us a helping hand, so we should give these indigenous people something in return, at least not too much of a disparity, right?”

His face was full of mischief and reminiscence. "History and reality fly together, gods and faith dance together—that's what we hope to see!"

"As for these Native Americans... how can the rise of a race not involve bloodshed?"

In just a few words, Bai Yang had already decided the fate of these people, without the slightest hesitation.

Alvin looked at him and nodded with satisfaction. His Majesty was making unwavering progress toward "God". This indifference was the true perspective of a god!
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　Sometimes, seeing those abstract and outrageous facts makes you realize how terrifying the true nature of this world is.

　　For example, the indigenous people of North America, whose population plummeted from a peak of 3000 million to a low of one million, all died in this way.

　　(Moreover, because the relics in the United States have been severely damaged, many experts speculate that the peak population of Native Americans may not have been 3000 million, but rather a much larger number, all of whom are now dead.)

　　This kind of thing goes unreported and unknown; many people die silently. That's what a "lighthouse" is all about. Ha!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)