Dude, my main account is Chaos God?

It was a thin man who covered his face with his dirty hands, his shoulders trembling violently.

At first, he only sobbed softly.

However, when he crossed the city gate and stepped into the inner city, this suppressed emotion seemed to burst forth instantly.

"Waaaaah... Waaaah... Wah—!"

He abruptly lowered his hand and let out a heart-wrenching wail.

The cries were piercing and mournful, filled with endless regret and pain, causing all the numb people around to involuntarily look at him.

As he cried, the man's legs went weak, and he suddenly knelt on the ground.

Immediately afterward, under Ye Ren's astonished gaze, an extremely terrifying change occurred in him.

His body began to twist and deform violently.

That skin-and-bones frail body seemed to be torn and reshaped by an invisible force, the bones under the skin making a "crackling" sound, as if they would break at any moment and pierce through that thin layer of skin.

The man's back bulged up at a visible speed, as if something was being conceived, and his clothes were stretched taut, making a tearing sound.

Just then, a weak, childish, and tearful girl's voice came from his bulging back, from beneath his torn clothes:

"Daddy...Daddy...Where are you? It's so dark, I'm so scared..."

Upon hearing this sound, the man went berserk and violently ripped off the back of his shirt with trembling hands!

Ye Ren's pupils suddenly contracted.

On the man's bulging back, amidst the blood and gore, a little girl's face had somehow grown out!

The face was pale and youthful, with delicate features, but it was now contorted with pain, and the eyes were filled with fear and tears.

It's like a living thing, forcibly grafted onto a man's back.

The man's face revealed a smile that was more like a grimace.

He laughed wildly, tears streaming down his face, and roared incoherently:

"Praise be to the God of suffering! Praise be to the great God of suffering! He heard my prayer! He bestowed grace upon me!"

The expressions on the faces of the previously indifferent crowd changed instantly upon witnessing this scene.

The numbness and emptiness disappeared, replaced by undisguised, naked envy and jealousy.

Their eyes burned as they stared intently at the man and the girl's face behind him.

Whispers arose from the crowd and reached Ye Ren's ears clearly.

"It's a blessing from the god of suffering... He succeeded..."

"By eating... by eating one's own daughter alive, can one receive divine favor and become a follower of the god of torment?"

A gaunt woman muttered to herself, a strange light flickering in her eyes, "Damn it... If only... If only I hadn't abandoned my son..."

"He can go into the inner city now, and he won't have to suffer in that hellish place of the outer city anymore..."

These words sent a chill down Ye Ren's spine.

Has this world become so distorted?

Family ties and humanity have become so cheap in the face of so-called divine blessings that they have even become a resource that can be used for sacrifice.

The man continued to cry and laugh, falling into a state of frenzy.

He knelt on the ground, repeatedly bowing towards the sky, mumbling incoherently:

"I am a follower of the God of Suffering! I am His servant! I no longer have to suffer in the outer city! I can live in the inner city! Hahahaha!"

His ecstasy contrasted sharply and cruelly with the pain on the little face on his back.

The girl's face began to streak with tears:

"It hurts...it hurts so much...Daddy...you bit me so hard...don't eat my hand...it hurts..."

Upon hearing the crying, the man's maniacal laughter froze for a moment before he burst into another wail.

He cried and banged his head against the ground, letting out wild howls.

He was caught between the extreme emotions of joy at becoming a member of the gods and the agony of devouring his daughter with his own hands, and his mental state was good.

Ye Ren stood not far away, silently watching all of this.

He now understands completely.

This is a world utterly distorted by the gods.

In order to please the gods and obtain so-called blessings in order to escape suffering and gain power, people have gone to all sorts of extremes.

They sacrificed their relatives, twisted their bodies, and abandoned everything most precious in humanity, resorting to any means necessary.

Those believers who had already received divine blessings, however, fell into an even deeper quagmire.

In order to gain more favors and to maintain their position in the eyes of the gods.

In order not to be abandoned, they had to increase the dosage, making themselves more and more insane and less and less human.

This is an abyss from which there is no turning back.

Ye Ren frowned, a feeling of unprecedented disgust welling up inside him.

This world is absolutely terrible.

In that instant, he felt a powerful impulse—

Turn around and leave, departing from this disgusting place and returning to that desolate yet at least peaceful subspace.

However, just as he was about to turn around, he stopped in his tracks.

The image of the law enforcement officer who had put on such a good show involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

The man who removed his own head, despite his bizarre behavior, retained something within him—order.

He was handling the case; he was upholding the rules.

Beneath the surface of this madness, there still seems to be a framework and order of human civilization.

Perhaps... there is still hope for this world?

"No matter what, I am a god."

Ye Ren gazed at the dim sky and had an idea. Since he had nothing better to do, he might as well try to be a good god.

The only god who can guide and save this world is probably oneself.

That's one way of saying it.

Ye Ren was a little confused about the specifics of how to do it, but the first step was definitely to establish faith!

"The larger accounts can't get in now, but with followers, we can gradually reduce their power."

This is crucial because the larger size is simply too powerful; even a single glance from it could cause the entire world to collapse.

However, if one has believers, and through those believers bestows blessings, one can slowly assimilate the world.

simply put.

The more believers there are, the more power the Great One can unleash!

"The most urgent task is to get some believers out."

Everything is difficult at the beginning. The small account has no power at the moment. No matter what, it needs a believer as the initial anchor to receive the grace.

The first person that came to Ye Ren's mind was that uncle.

"I've decided on you, my first believer."

The middle-aged man was sighing at that moment.

Because he was dying.