Esoteric Buddhism: To live as king in America

Destroying naturism? That's completely irrelevant...

Hearing Matt's apology, Mian felt a little smug.

Mian never intended to destroy the Celestial Church; all he wanted to do was resolve the crisis he faced.

A man who has fallen to the bottom of society, facing the pursuit of a powerful organization, would usually have no chance of survival. But Mi'an was fortunate to have a cheat code, and also fortunate to encounter this powerful organization, perhaps at the most vulnerable and least able to act.

But this is far from enough to resolve the crisis.

So he had to raise money to buy tickets to meet the mysterious protector, and he repeatedly ventured into dangerous situations, even dragging Ayn, the child he was supposed to protect, into it.

50—this was a reward far exceeding his expectations. He had originally thought that because of this incident, he might not be able to raise enough money within the stipulated time, or even have time to attend the Chariots band's concert.

Having lost this opportunity to contact the mysterious protector, he might find it difficult to obtain further information about the naturism from this source. Therefore, he had no choice but to adopt more dangerous methods, such as actually cooperating with Matt to infiltrate the Donna Hotel.

But with this 50, that was no longer a concern. Not only could it buy tickets, but with this large sum of money, Ryan's previously unrealistic escape plan now became a possibility.

He could even use the money to take Lisa and her whole family away. The world is vast, and with his special abilities, as long as he develops quietly, Mian believes he will definitely achieve something great. In the end, he can compensate Lisa with money and property, which wouldn't be unfair to her.

Yes, yes, that's exactly what we should do. We need to figure out how to fool Matt, then go back and grab Lisa, and make a quick getaway.

Thinking of this, Mian could hardly suppress the corners of her mouth from turning up.

"Uh, Mr. Mian, what are you laughing at?"

Matt asked.

"I think this time we might really be able to completely destroy the nudist cult's presence in Freedom."

Mian answered in this way.

Suppressing her smugness, Mian invited Matt to sit back down on a chair in the back of the tent. After all, there was still one final hurdle—to keep the superhuman in the dark from noticing anything amiss.

"I have to warn you, our organization has a relatively strong presence outside of Freedom City, but within Freedom City, even after all this time, the power we can mobilize is still extremely limited. We can cooperate with you, but if you expect us to confront the Celestial Church's entire power in Freedom City head-on, you'd better find a new partner as soon as possible."

Mian said this in order to perfect her identity.

Matt responded with a wry smile.

"I know this very well. In fact, you are the only partners I can find. The deeper we go into the core, the less we can escape the control of the Celestial Cult. I took on the mission to investigate and capture you, which is why I had the opportunity, the time, and a reasonable reason to contact you. If I had chosen other organizations or cults, I would have been discovered immediately. Even if I could escape, it would have been much more difficult to completely eliminate these insects."

At this moment, Ayn walked into the tent with several cups of coffee she had bought from the side. Mian directed her to sit down and handed a cup of coffee to Matt—this was naturally for safety reasons, both as a deterrent and to ensure that if the other side suddenly attacked, they would still have some strength to fight back.

Matt took the coffee, glanced at the cheap brand on the paper cup and the weak aroma, and without taking a sip, simply held the coffee in his hand and said:

"The strong have their strong offensives, and the weak have their weak tactics. I'm sure you know that the Celestial Church will be holding an Ascension Banquet in about two weeks. But actually, tomorrow, which is the sixth day of this Independence Day auction, the upper echelons of the Celestial Church will also be holding a banquet at the Donna Hotel. After all, since it involves ascension, no one can say for sure how big the commotion will be on the actual banquet day, so tomorrow's banquet at the Donna Hotel can almost be considered a rehearsal for the subsequent Ascension Banquet, specifically used to liaise and coordinate with all parties."

An ascension banquet?

This is new intelligence that Mian found out from Matt. It sounds like this matter is very important to the Celestial Church, which is probably why the Celestial Church has been short of manpower lately.

Although it might not be needed given the current situation, he still kept it in mind and nodded in a perfunctory manner.

"So you mean you're going to sneak in and sabotage tomorrow's banquet, giving the Nativity Church a little trouble first?"

Matt replied:

"That's about right, but if possible, it would be best to kill the bishop tomorrow. He's the head of the entire region for the Celestial Church, and beheading him would create a temporary leaderless situation for the church."

Mian took a sip of coffee.

"How exactly should I do it?"

Matt began to explain his plan.

"So that you know the Order's power in the Duke District is much stronger, and that they are more adept at dealing with various problems. The reason this auction is being held in the Duke District instead of the Black Tower District is itself the result of the Celestial Church's efforts behind the scenes. The purpose, of course, is to find a reason for holding this rehearsal banquet. But there is a price to pay for doing so."

Matt paused for a moment, then continued:

"This matter has attracted public attention. Although a lower-end auction was set up to divert the crowd and attention, and an entry threshold was set for the truly important high-end auction, it was still inevitable that some idle people unrelated to the banquet would enter the Donna Hotel under the guise of the auction."

"Just a heads up, even so, it's not appropriate for me to enter as a wealthy person."

"Yes, I understand that, but on that day, it wasn't just the wealthy who could get in; there was also a crucial and indispensable group of people—the sellers of the auction items."

A smile appeared on Matt's face.

"You happen to be an excellent blacksmith. If you can produce a finished product like that sword, and with my help, you can enter as a seller and bring your own people in."

Upon hearing this, a strange expression appeared on Mian's face. Attending the auction at the Donner Hotel was something he had dreamed of achieving just yesterday. But now that the opportunity had actually arisen, it seemed he no longer needed to participate.

It has to be said, this is truly a contradictory situation.

Thinking about this, Mian found it somewhat amusing. To alleviate the strange feeling in his heart, he simply asked casually:

"That's feasible, but I'd like to ask if there are any other methods."

"Another method?"

Matt thought about it for a moment and actually gave an answer.

"That's true. You know, the people coming to the Donner Hotel tomorrow are all wealthy. Wealthy people always have a need for enjoyment. So tomorrow, besides the auction items and the sellers, there will also be some outsiders who can enter as objects to be enjoyed."

"Something to be enjoyed?"

Mian was stunned. He never imagined that "person" would be associated with the word "being enjoyed." He almost thought Matt had misspoke. But Matt simply nodded and continued with absolute certainty:

"Yes, things that are enjoyed. Like socialites, like..."

"child."