Becoming an Emperor Starting from the World of The Wandering Earth

Chapter 92 Imitation of the Holy Countenance

"Skynet, scan."

"Yes, Master."

A calm electronic tone came from the speakers on the wall, and a thin beam of scanning light shone down from somewhere in the ceiling, sweeping back and forth across the box for a few seconds.

"Scan complete. Based on the data structure analysis of the storage medium inside the box, the item is highly similar to the underlying architecture of my core source code, but the complexity is increased by about 340%, and it is suspected to be an advanced version of the core code of my system."

Murphy's pupils contracted slightly.

SkyNet Intermediate Source Code.

He knew better than anyone how powerful Skynet was.

Skynet is absolutely central to the factory's fully automated production, the wolf pack squadron's tactical coordination, intelligence gathering and analysis, and even the psychological warfare against the Holy City just now.

If Skynet could be upgraded to another level—

"Master, do you wish to connect to analysis?"

"Connect it."

"Yes, Master."

A data cable pops out from somewhere on the wall and precisely inserts into the interface of the metal box.

A faint blue light shone from the box, indicating that data transmission had begun.

At the same time, Murphy reached out and placed his hand on the second green treasure chest.

A burst of green light appeared, but this time the mall's storage space was empty.

Seeing this, Murphy was stunned for a moment, and then a strange feeling suddenly surged from his body.

It was an indescribable sense of fulfillment.

It was as if something was merging with him, becoming a part of him.

A few seconds later, the sensation subsided.

Murphy stood there, looked down at his hands, then looked up at his surroundings, his face full of surprise and doubt.

The next second, a flood of information came in.

Murphy was initially taken aback, but then quickly became shocked.

What appeared in the treasure chest just now was an ability called Saintly Appearance Mimicry.

The ability is simple: after the fusion, Murphy will be seen by all observers as the most sacred person in their hearts.

The most perfect image appears.

Murphy instinctively turned around and looked at the gleaming metal door next to him.

A figure was reflected on the door panel.

Her long, golden hair, like the flames of a burning sun, cascaded down from the top of her head.

Golden pupils, so deep they seemed to devour all light, yet radiated a faint glow.

He was dressed in golden armor and held a long sword.

The facial contours remained unchanged; it was still the same face. However, the lines had become more resolute and dignified, as if they had been meticulously sculpted.

Murphy stared at the reflection in the door for several seconds.

Then he raised his hand and touched his hair.

Golden.

He blinked again, and his golden pupils flickered.

"Skynet—how do you see me now?"

"Master." The Skynet's voice remained calm, but at some point, it had become much gentler than before.

"Based on my scan, you appear to me as a torrent of data ranging from 0 to ∞."

Murphy didn't speak, he just stared at his own blond hair and golden eyes reflected on the door panel.

The description of the saint's appearance is truly fitting.

To appear in the most sacred and perfect image in the observer's mind is simply too perfect.

This thing is better than any projector or drone.

The foundation has been laid, and the bait has been thrown out.

Next, he would digest this holy city and use it as a starting point to spread his faith, along with his will, to every corner of this ravaged world.

As the saying goes, if you want to get rich, build roads first.

But the city's foundation is rotten to the core.

The street layout was chaotic, sewage flowed freely, and garbage piled up like mountains.

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Most ordinary people lived in shacks haphazardly built from scrap metal and wooden planks.

The so-called "industrial zone" is just a few rows of dilapidated factory buildings under a few tall chimneys belching black smoke. The equipment is so old it could be in a museum, and safety measures are nowhere to be found.

The water supply system is intermittent, and the clean water relies entirely on the sedimentation of the large pools in the center.

As for electricity, 99% of it is used in churches and aristocratic districts.

Apart from that, the only light in the city came from the broken screens that the Vatican had installed in the streets and alleys for brainwashing purposes.

These displays will play hymns and stories of the Father's apparitions on a loop 24 hours a day.

The archbishops and cardinals who once ruled this place were already aware of the situation in the Holy City.

But they lived in a tree-lined church district and palace complex, and ate fine food scavenged from all over the world.

Whether the people at the bottom of society live like humans or ghosts is none of their business.

In their distorted logic, the more miserable and struggling the people are, the more they need solace, the more they need to pray to the "Father," and the easier it is to exchange a little bit of insignificant grace for piety and obedience.

The harsh lifestyle, on the contrary, was the nourishment that sustained their rule and inspired their faith.

But for Murphy, none of this was acceptable.

Before he arrived, whether the holy city was alive or dead was none of his concern.

But now this city has changed its name to "Mo".

With 300,000 people forming the foundation for its future development, it cannot be allowed to continue to rot and stink.

Therefore, after initially suppressing the remaining opposition and somewhat appeasing public sentiment, Murphy did not delay and immediately ordered the launch of a massive urban redevelopment project.

With the order given, this city, which had been lifeless for hundreds of years, finally began to move.

The first thing to move was the permanent time portal.

That five-meter-high and ten-meter-wide light gate now stands in the very center of the church square, open 24 hours a day.

The first group to arrive consisted of people and machinery.

One hundred and twenty engineering and technical personnel, selected by Skynet, emerged one after another from the light gate, carrying blueprints, testing equipment, and portable terminals.

Among these people are mechanical engineers trained by old Johnson, factory renovation experts poached from Texas Heavy Industry, veteran technicians specializing in the repair of old pipelines, and dozens of young people responsible for surveying, planning, and scheduling.

Closely following them were machines.

Twenty modified heavy trucks, fully loaded with steel bars, cement, and prefabricated components, rumbled out of the light gate.

These trucks were originally cargo trucks belonging to Longhorn Transport Company. Later, Murphy bought them outright, thickened the chassis, and replaced them with run-flat tires, turning them into exclusive cargo trucks for Murphy Energy, making trip after trip between the two worlds.

In addition, there are eight large excavators, four bulldozers, twelve dump trucks, and two mobile concrete mixing plants.

Three shipping containers of complete pipeline repair equipment, ten industrial-grade high-power generators, and tons upon tons of electrical wires,

Cables, switches, sockets, light bulbs.

With personnel and resources in place, the renovation project officially commenced.

The industrial zone was the first to be targeted.

Old Johnson personally led the team and thoroughly inspected those dilapidated factory buildings from top to bottom.

Demolish what needs to be demolished, and reinforce what needs to be reinforced.

Those outdated pieces of equipment—the ones that can be repaired are repaired, and the ones that can't are simply dismantled and recycled as scrap metal.

The new equipment brought from The Wandering Earth was moved inside one by one.

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