From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 228 The Corruption from Dragon Slayer to Dragon

Soon, the group had boarded the car.

These people were having a heated discussion in the car about where to place this original Dalit, now a Brahmin, in which region, and how to represent him in mythology!

These are "gods" appearing in the real world, extraordinary beings belonging to their Barat. Now their "old immortals" no longer need to stubbornly insist on saying internationally that they have extraordinary beings who are just offering incense in temples, but have a completely new reason!
Is their extraordinary era about to begin? Many people have other ideas!
With this in mind, the MP named Singh immediately sent the message to New Delhi.

Soon, a direct call from a certain sage reached the car and into their ears:

"I am Narendra. I already know the details. Now, what are your plans?"

“Your Excellency Prime Minister, we are already on our way to the location of this extraordinary individual. If possible, we would like to obtain your permission!”

MP Singh quickly said, "Do we need to pardon his crimes?"

"No, no, no, you can't say pardon!" Old Immortal Narendra said very calmly. "Isn't what he did exactly what we are doing? Forty years ago, our laws explicitly prohibited the sale of human bodies and the trade in bones!"

"These buying and selling transactions are illegal and not allowed. What wrong did he do? You are the ones who are wrong!"

"Isn't he helping the government? We should thank him for his help in purging some of the parasites within us!"

"You should thank him, give him more gifts and praise, instead of trying to establish his guilt!" The old immortal's words were radical. "Compared to extraordinary beings, what do these things amount to? Don't you agree?"

These words seemed to be opening up opportunities for Jiali and granting him corresponding extraterritorial rights, but everyone in the car understood the implied meaning!
They might say similar things, but when Narendra said them, it was a warning to those who benefited from the system!
Because the global trade in human bones is worth billions, with 80% of it taking place in India, and West Bengal is a major part of that!
How could such a large sum of money not have the tacit approval of these local bullies?
It could even be said that this was originally the source of profit for these high-ranking officials present. Everyone was a participant, and these things were all tools for increasing their wealth. How could they not know that?

"Yes, Your Excellency Prime Minister! We will give Mr. Extraordinary a satisfactory explanation and answer!"

Singh concluded by saying that they had extensive connections and knew about the evil deeds of that Mr. Devil in America. If they really held onto this profit, their whole family might be killed tomorrow!
They can kill someone's entire family, so these superhumans can kill their entire family too. That's fair.

Narendra continued, "In that case, I will have the specific orders issued to you. Whatever he wants, we will give him! Whether it's sectarian status, caste status, money, or power! We will give him whatever we can!"

"As long as he can join us, it will all be worth it! Extraordinary individuals will be our trump card for continuing our international expansion!"

This old immortal has been having a very unpleasant falling out with America's blonde hairy wife lately. He was even thinking of surrendering to the "Tax Emperor's" beating, but unexpectedly, China sent him such a big gift!
These extraordinary beings are their trump card for continuing to be tough on foreign powers, and even the best proof of their ability to keep the people ignorant at home!
After all, the fact that a Dalit can become an Asura proves that their "doctrine" is correct, doesn't it?

If you can endure hardship, you can become a superior person! And that makes sense!

The country's leadership is trying to elevate this "Asura" to a high position at an alarming pace, making him part of the ruling class just like them!

Meanwhile, Jerry, working at the body factory, is also causing trouble!

……

Bai Yang also laughed, but it wasn't a laugh of approval; it was a laugh born of anger.

Because, right in front of him, the man he had elevated to become a demon was now staring blankly at the piles of US dollars in this flesh-and-blood factory.

The factory worker whom Jia Li brought over last night as a guide has successfully become Jia Li's lackey, telling him about the factory's assets and income.

"You mean, this factory exports 100,000 corpses a year, an average of 300 a day, and the export price for each corpse is $2000?"

“In fact, this is our price. Outsiders will have to go through another middleman, and the actual income will range from $6000 to $20000!” Kumar said.

Upon hearing this data, Jerry's eyes widened.

Because his family's daily income was less than $20, which was the total income of all six family members, not just one person! And his family could even be considered wealthy among Dalit families; many more families didn't even have $2 per person!
Those people are the poorest in Dalitrie; they might not even earn $400 a year!
In other words, one corpse here could equal two and a half years' income for his entire family, and as many as three hundred corpses are exported from here every day, which means...

Jari couldn't calculate it, but a man named Kumar quickly calculated the profit for him:
"Your Excellency, the daily income is six hundred thousand US dollars, and the annual income is two hundred million US dollars!"

“Two hundred million…” Jia Li fell silent, because he had never seen such a number before. He had only occasionally heard the unit “hundred million” on the street radio!
But now, according to Kumar, the factory and the profits are his!

"Indeed, only power matters!"

Jerry breathed a sigh of relief; after killing so many people last night, his spirits had been dampened.

Because he no longer had any open enemies or family, he only had himself left, and he should start thinking about himself.

“From this moment on, I shall be above the Brahmins! I shall be of the divine caste!” Jari said, looking at Kumar. “What do you think, Kumar?”

“Of course, Your Excellency! I think so too!” Kumar exclaimed. “You are the highest caste, the divine caste that surpasses all others! No one else is as noble as you!”

"Hahahaha!" Jalli laughed loudly. "Yes, I deserve to be this caste! My cultivation is enough. This is a gift from God, which means my suffering is over. I don't need to be reborn. This life is my high-caste era!"

He looked at the kneeling man, at the factory before him, the money at his fingertips, and the comfortable life he envisioned, and said loudly:

“Tell the workers to keep working! Tell the providers of the bodies to keep providing the bodies! And then tell the Brahmins and Kshatriyas that I await their adoration and worship!”

At this point, he no longer had the so-called "Dalit" self-awareness in his mind, nor did he regard himself as a so-called outcast. Instead, he had completed the transformation from lowly to noble.

Now, he is a natural, genuine high caste, and what Dalit? He's not familiar with that at all!

"Kumar, what name do you think I should choose? How about I just name myself Ratna? That's the name of the Asura King who blessed me!"

Jari Rotonro stroked his chin and said that the pain of life and death, the death of his family, and the pain from his identity all seemed to have left him with the change of his name!
This transformation of mindset and status seems to be an innate skill of every Indian, which is also what made Bai Yang laugh in exasperation.

"Having power and being recognized by higher castes, he actually betrayed his own class? Ha!" Bai Yang shook his head. "I originally thought he would bring some change to this society, but he changed even faster than I expected!"

"This race is rotten to the core!"

Alvin nodded. "It seems you are right, Your Majesty. They have been thoroughly indoctrinated by the so-called caste system, and they are quite happy to change themselves!"

"He's fallen too fast. I thought he was a catfish, but it turns out he's not even as good as a loach, just a slightly larger grass carp!" Bai Yang shook his head. In his field of vision, he could also see the people from the official side.

This group of people, accompanied by Brahmin priests and their entourage, arrived at the factory with great fanfare and extended an invitation to Jari!
"His High Priest Arjun of Calcutta hereby worships the great Asura King and invites the son of Asura to the temple for baptism!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Li's eyes lit up; the declaration he had been waiting for had finally arrived!

But Bai Yang's words also slowly echoed in the space, "Then let Wu Tian take action. There's no progress within Hinduism, so let the Demon Buddha do it!"

"Let them feast on the principle of equality for all beings!"

PS: I'm not making this up; there's historical evidence. A group of people from lower castes in India, after using other religions to cleanse their identities, directly divided the castes within their own sects and placed themselves in the highest caste.

Ultimately, this group's struggle failed because they were unwilling to accept each other's higher caste and fought amongst themselves, and they returned to the vortex of the lower caste!

This group of people has their caste ingrained in their minds. They don't hate those of higher castes; they just hate that they aren't of a higher caste!

(End of this chapter)