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Chapter 192 The Countdown to the Destruction of Tokyo

"Great messenger, when will Amaterasu Omikami personally bestow upon me her decree?"

After returning home, the Prime Minister prayed to the mysterious voice again.

A mysterious voice slowly echoed in the Prime Minister's mind, carrying an unfathomable depth: "Prime Minister, there is no need to be impatient. Amaterasu's will will descend at the appropriate time. You must continue to strengthen your faith and deepen your pursuit and mastery of power."

After hearing this, the Prime Minister was still somewhat uneasy, but he felt more of a longing and awe for the unknown power.

He reaffirmed his loyalty to the mysterious voice and vowed to do whatever it takes to receive the blessings of Amaterasu.

The Prime Minister stood silently by the window of his study. The night was as dark as ink, and the stars were sparse, as if even the universe was waiting for a sacred moment.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to purify his mind and draw closer to the mysterious power that guided him.

Deep down, he began to devise a series of plans aimed at strengthening the nation, enhancing the faith of its people, and gaining more support and prestige for himself, so that he could be in the most perfect state to receive the will of Amaterasu when it came.

The next morning, the Prime Minister convened an emergency cabinet meeting.

At the meeting, with unprecedented determination and passion, he outlined to the cabinet members a grand blueprint for strengthening national spiritual beliefs, promoting scientific and technological progress, and deepening international cooperation.

He emphasized that all of this was in preparation for the great changes to come, a new era personally guided by Amaterasu.

"We are at a turning point in history," the Prime Minister's voice echoed in the meeting room. "We must unite as one, with fearless spirit and unwavering faith, to welcome the blessings of Amaterasu. This is not only a test for us as individuals, but also a test for our entire nation and people."

The cabinet members were touched by the Prime Minister's enthusiasm and expressed their full support for every decision he made.

"See? You can do it. My power can help you 'persuade' others. With my help, you can eliminate those monsters."

Even without the help of those Americans, you can do it. Let's work together to make this country great again.

The mysterious voice rang out again, and the Prime Minister's heart jolted. The words of the mysterious voice surged through his body like an electric current, bringing a feeling that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

He looked around to make sure no one else in the meeting room had noticed the sudden whisper before he felt a little relieved.

"Yes, great messenger, I have heard your instructions." The Prime Minister responded silently in his heart, his voice soft but full of determination, "I will follow your wishes and lead this country to unprecedented glory under my leadership. Whether it is internal reform or external challenges, I will move forward fearlessly."

The meeting continued, and the Prime Minister outwardly maintained his composure and passion, but inwardly he had already begun to plan how to make deeper use of this mysterious power.

He realized that this force could not only enhance his leadership but also help him overcome seemingly insurmountable obstacles, such as dissidents or potential enemies.

"We must strengthen intelligence gathering to ensure that the country's security is not threatened." The Prime Minister suddenly changed the subject and raised a new issue, "At the same time, we must increase investment in scientific research, especially in the fields of new energy and biotechnology, which will be the key to our future competitiveness."

The cabinet members nodded in agreement, expressing their approval of the Prime Minister's foresight.

What they didn't know was that behind the Prime Minister's decisions was the shadow of that mysterious voice, guiding him towards a predetermined goal in a subtle yet powerful way.

After the meeting, the Prime Minister stayed alone in his office and communicated with the mysterious voice again.

"Great messenger, please tell me, how can I further utilize your power to accelerate the transformation of this country?" The Prime Minister's tone was filled with urgency and expectation.

The mysterious voice remained silent for a moment, seemingly weighing something, before finally speaking slowly: "Remember, true power comes from the hearts of the people. You need to continue to deepen the people's faith in Amaterasu, making them your solid support."

At the same time, don't hesitate to deal with those who try to obstruct you. Under my protection, you can take any necessary measures to remove obstacles.

Upon hearing this, the Prime Minister felt a complex mix of emotions, as if he had become a puppet of this voice.

Furthermore, since he was Amaterasu Omikami's messenger, wouldn't he ask to return power to the Emperor after his mission was accomplished?

After all, he was merely a servant of Amaterasu, while the Emperor was a descendant of Amaterasu.

The Prime Minister's thoughts raced through his mind like a wild horse.

He was both grateful for the support of this mysterious power and uneasy about the possibility of losing absolute control over power.

Once someone becomes the puppet of this voice, every decision and action they make will no longer be based on their own will, but rather on fulfilling the needs of that mysterious voice.

"Great messenger, I must confess that I have some concerns about your instructions." The Prime Minister mustered his courage, his voice low but carrying a hint of unwavering determination. "I fear that in pursuing the blessings of Amaterasu, I may lose myself, and even betray my original intentions."

The mysterious voice seemed unsurprised by the Prime Minister's worries. It chuckled softly, its voice carrying a hint of reassurance: "Prime Minister, your worries are unnecessary. Remember, I am the messenger of Amaterasu Omikami. Everything I do is for the future of this country. You only need to hold firm to your beliefs and follow my guidance, and you will become the greatest leader in the history of this country."

The Prime Minister felt somewhat relieved after hearing this, but he still couldn't completely shake off the unease. He realized that he had embarked on a path of no return.

"Then, great messenger, please tell me, how should I balance my faith in Amaterasu and my pursuit of power?" the Prime Minister asked again, trying to find a solution that could satisfy the mystical voice's needs while maintaining his own balance.

The mysterious voice paused for a moment, seemingly contemplating how to answer this thorny question. Finally, it slowly said, "Your Excellency, faith and power are not contradictory. You can use your faith as a driving force in your pursuit of power, and at the same time, you can use power to promote your faith."

I am a messenger of God; I would never harm you.

Upon hearing this, the Prime Minister felt a surge of warmth in his heart for some reason, as if he had found a path that could both realize his personal ambitions and follow the guidance of the mysterious voice, which instantly soothed his dissatisfaction.

"Great messenger, your wisdom is like a beacon, illuminating my path forward. I understand that faith and power can complement each other and work together to propel this country toward a brighter future."

I will instill this faith deeply in the hearts of the people, making everyone a faithful believer of Amaterasu Omikami. At the same time, I will use the power in my hands to ensure the prosperity and peace of the nation.

The mysterious voice seemed pleased with the Prime Minister's comprehension, its tone carrying a hint of approval: "Prime Minister, it is truly remarkable that you have grasped the essence so quickly. Remember, true power comes not only from divine grace, but also from the unity of the people's hearts."

"As long as you can win the trust and support of the people, you will be able to overcome any challenge you face."

The Prime Minister nodded in agreement. He realized that he was not only the leader of a country, but also the messenger of Amaterasu's will. This responsibility and mission made him feel extremely honored and proud.

"So what should I do next, messenger?"

A mysterious voice echoed in the Prime Minister's mind, carrying an irresistible force: "Prime Minister, the first thing you need to do is to deepen the people's faith in Amaterasu Omikami. You can ensure that Amaterasu Omikami's will is deeply rooted in people's hearts by holding various religious ceremonies, promotional activities, and integrating relevant faith education into the education system."

The Prime Minister nodded slightly in understanding. He knew that the power of faith was immense, and that once the people became devout followers of Amaterasu, his leadership would be even more secure.

After nodding slightly, the Prime Minister immediately began preparing a series of religious ceremonies and activities aimed at deepening the nation's faith in Amaterasu Omikami.

These ceremonies and activities should not only be solemn and dignified, but also deeply resonate with the people, allowing every citizen to feel the greatness and mystery of Amaterasu.

First, the Prime Minister decided to hold a grand sacrificial ceremony in major cities across the country. He personally participated in the planning and preparation of the ceremony, striving for perfection in every detail, from the design of the altar to the selection of offerings.

During the ceremony, the Prime Minister, dressed in a magnificent ceremonial robe and holding an image of Amaterasu, led a group of believers in devout prayer.

As the priest chanted and sacred music played, the entire ceremony was filled with a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

In addition to the sacrificial ceremony, the Prime Minister also planned a series of promotional activities.

He ordered the broadcast of legends and stories about Amaterasu on the country's television stations, radio stations, and major media platforms, so that the people could gain a deeper understanding of this great deity.

At the same time, he also organized a series of lectures and seminars, inviting experts and scholars to explain the beliefs and doctrines of Amaterasu Omikami, guiding the people to establish correct beliefs.

"Chief, have these islanders gone mad? Are they grasping at straws in their desperation?"

Matt stared in disbelief at the series of ceremonies on television, finding it quite incomprehensible.

Is it because the Holy Son and Buddha did not accept them that they are so anxious to seek the protection of their God?

"It was just a self-rescue attempt, but it's such a pity."

Xia Ling shook her head, a smile appearing on her lips.

Upon hearing this, Matt frowned, turned his gaze to Xia Ling, and pressed, "What a pity? Director, what do you mean by that?"

"It's easy to understand why the Holy Son and Buddha ignored them. Their hearts were not sincere, and no matter how much they struggled, no true god would pay attention to them."

Matt nodded, but his face still showed doubt: "Director, isn't what they're doing counterproductive? And what do you mean by saying they're not sincere?"

"Sincerity brings miracles"—this saying is true, but sincerity is not merely about formal piety and rituals. It is more about a profound understanding of oneself, others, and the world, and a genuine approach to them.

The actions of the island nation's people now resemble grasping at a straw in desperation, rather than stemming from genuine faith and reverence for Amaterasu. How can such a mindset expect true divine protection?

Matt nodded thoughtfully after hearing this: "So, Chief, what kind of punishment do you think they will receive for this?"

"Punishment? Perhaps, but their behavior doesn't seem like something they could do on their own. Something is manipulating them from behind the scenes. Perhaps this is the beginning of a disaster."

Matt, have you noticed that these ceremonies and events, while seemingly orchestrated by the Prime Minister, reveal an eagerness and recklessness that doesn't seem to be driven by his decisions alone?

Matt's expression changed upon hearing this: "You mean, someone is using the Prime Minister, or even the entire island nation, to achieve some kind of goal?"

Xia Ling nodded, his gaze profound: "That's right. An operation of this scale must have motives and forces behind it that are far from simple. The Prime Minister may just be a pawn, a puppet used to drive this wave of faith."

"But who would do that? And what is their purpose?" Matt asked, puzzled, his brow furrowed.

"Purpose? It's very likely to acquire some kind of power, or to awaken some dormant being. The island nation has a long history of worship and belief in Amaterasu, and this belief may generate unexpected power under certain conditions," Xia Ling slowly analyzed.

"You mean, they're trying to awaken Amaterasu?" Matt exclaimed, his mouth agape in surprise.

"Who knows? Perhaps it's just some evil god using His name to awaken himself."

Meanwhile, inside the Prime Minister's residence in the island nation, the Prime Minister stood by the window, gazing at the busy crowd outside.

His heart was filled with complex emotions, including awe and gratitude for the mysterious voice, as well as worry and unease about the unknown future.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to communicate with the mysterious voice: "Great messenger, please tell me, what should I do next? How can I balance my faith in Amaterasu Omikami with my pursuit of power? And how should I deal with the challenges and crises that may come?"

A mysterious voice echoed in the Prime Minister's mind, carrying an irresistible force: "Prime Minister, you need not worry too much. As long as you hold firm to your beliefs and follow my guidance, you will be able to overcome any challenge or crisis you face."

The Prime Minister felt somewhat relieved upon hearing this. He understood that he had embarked on a path of no return, but having chosen this path, he had to persevere, regardless of whether the road ahead was thorny or smooth.

(End of this chapter)