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Chapter 106 The Diversity of Gods

Coulson stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with shock and resistance, his hands clenched into fists as if he were trying to suppress his anger and unease.

"Director, how could those so-called gods of the land demand that we perform a blood sacrifice? What an absurd and cruel demand!"

How could we possibly become participants in such an ancient ritual, sacrificing innocent lives to satisfy the greed and ruthlessness of the gods?

Cthulhu and the King in Yellow already fit Coulson's imagination of evil gods, but he didn't expect there to be even more heavyweight ones.

"You have no understanding of the original indigenous gods at all, and it is impossible to understand the gods' thinking with the thinking of mortals."

Would you feel cruel for eating a steak? It's just a blood sacrifice that cows perform to survive.

In ancient times, people found it difficult to survive on this land, and the practice of blood sacrifices in order to stay alive is a similar principle.

Coulson was stunned. He hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"Chief, you mean...?"

Coulson's voice trembled slightly as he tried to understand what Xia Ling was saying, but found it hard to accept.

"What we call blood sacrifice, in the eyes of the gods, is perhaps just a continuation of the law of the jungle in nature? And we are merely one of countless life forms on this land, a choice we have to make for survival?"

"Yes, Coulson, it may sound cruel, but that's the law of nature. In ancient times, people faced harsh environments and unknown threats, and they could only rely on faith and rituals to seek solace and the courage to survive."

Blood sacrifice was their way of communicating with the gods, and also a sacrifice they had to make to survive.

"But……"

Coulson wanted to say something more, but he swallowed his words back. Although the words were hard to accept, they had their own logic and rationality. He began to reflect on whether his previous thoughts were too one-sided and superficial.

"Are all gods like this?"

Tony hesitated. He couldn't say that it was only natural for them to eat cows, but that it was wrong for people to be sacrificed.

Looking at the two of them, Xia Ling found it somewhat amusing. If America's unique double standards aren't used now, when will they be used?

Perhaps not many, but these two have definitely been poisoned by the leftists. The leftists' methods are really good at dealing with people, but when faced with non-humans, they become incredibly weak.

Those who follow the "white left" ideology don't believe in these theories at all; they just use them to pursue their own interests. Those who believe in them are simply fools, and there are quite a few of them.

"What are you thinking? Would the Church of the Holy Son demand that you perform a blood sacrifice?"

Coulson and Tony exchanged a glance. It was better to have their own god; otherwise, the constant blood sacrifices would be unbearable.

In fact, the two overlooked, or rather deliberately overlooked, one point: compared to these indigenous gods, Yahweh is the eldest brother, not the second.

When dealing with unbelievers, He is ruthless in killing them, eliminating them completely. No one else is as efficient as Him.

If Xia Ling is still a previous reincarnator, then none of these so-called gods are good people; they all have to die!

But now the situation has changed; Xia Ling is the only god, and the only one at that.

Then the narrative would change. Some of the gods are cruel and evil, while others, like the Holy Son Hong Xiuqing, are great benevolent gods.

He only wants to establish a heavenly kingdom on earth and rule over you.

Compared to other evil gods, this isn't excessive, is it?

"Chief, what do we need to do now?"

Since the arrival of the evil god is inevitable, we must find some ways to deal with it.

Now that Coulson is the new governor of New York, he naturally wants guidance from his former boss, Xia Ling, on what they need to do.

"Let's build the church first. If the Holy Son doesn't even have a place to live, then I don't think he will protect this city."

The church doesn't need to be too luxurious; a simple one won't upset the Christ Child. Just do it the way we discussed before.

Coulson's lips twitched. "Based on the standards you mentioned before, I doubt you could find such a luxurious church anywhere in America, no, anywhere in the world."

"Director, New York is in dire need of rebuilding, and the state government is still waiting for Washington to provide funds. I'm afraid we don't have enough extra money to build such a magnificent church."

As governor, Coulson knew the situation in the state all too well.

The state is really short of funds now. The destruction caused by the war is too great. The state government has once again reduced its workforce, and now the funds are truly cut off.

"Why are you looking at me if you don't have enough money? Isn't there a big capitalist right next to you? He's also the one who presides over this church. If you don't have money, go ask him."

Xia Ling gestured with her lip, indicating that Coulson should ask the tycoon next to her. Tony's eyelids twitched. He wasn't pretending at all anymore, was he?

Even though he knows that if the money isn't enough, they'll definitely come after him, isn't it a bit too blatant for you to ask for money like this, especially in front of him?

However, since Xia Ling is so shameless, what he likes most is to say to this kind of person, "Director Xia, since you've said so, then I'll take responsibility for it."

However, I must say that this is not merely for the sake of the church's extravagance, but also for the reconstruction of New York and the faith of its people. I will use my resources to ensure that the church's construction not only meets the requirements of the Son of God but also becomes a symbol of the city's revival.

That's right, this money was all spent to protect New York for the Holy Son, and it was definitely not because I succumbed to Xia Ling's tyranny!

Tony shook his head helplessly. If his suit had been developed to be more powerful, why would he need a Holy Son to protect New York?

He can do it himself. He can simply say, "Yahweh is dead, and the new god is an American, it's him!"

"See, the funding problem has been solved, hasn't it?"

Coulson felt ashamed of the old director's shameless behavior from the bottom of his heart. He could never climb the ladder of high society and could never learn the unique skill of shamelessness.

"Tony, thank you. Your generosity and support mean a lot to New York. We will fully cooperate with you to ensure the church construction proceeds smoothly."

Coulson said sincerely.

Tony readily accepted Coulson's gratitude, but something about his words seemed off. How did it come to be seen as him going along with Coulson's wishes?

Does this mean I have to pay both money and effort?

(End of this chapter)