It's time to become an evil god.

Even Chen An, who was standing to the side, didn't know whether Bai Ge was awake or asleep in this state. She even struck a boxing pose.

“Wing Chun, Ip Man, please enlighten me.”

Old Wang, who was about to go to sleep next door, was suddenly awakened by the scream. He held his breath and listened carefully, then shook his head impatiently.

"If young people these days are so shameless, what kind of era is this?"

As he lay there waiting for it to end so he could go back to sleep, time ticked by, and instead of slowing down, it seemed to be getting worse. He grabbed the watch on the bedside table, glanced at the time, and realized half an hour had already passed.

"...It's only been half an hour, yet it still displays the style I had back in the day."

Another hour has passed.

"Hmph, it's only been an hour..."

An hour and a half has passed.

"...Holy crap, is this guy even human?"

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Old Wang rushed out, banging on the door frantically and angrily shouting, "Don't you guys let people sleep at night? Can't you consider the feelings of us old folks who are willing but unable to do anything?"

After knocking for a while, only a young man with a conflicted expression opened the door, poked his head out, and cautiously asked, "Excuse me, sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Of course."

Old Wang angrily questioned, "Can't you androids keep your voices down at night? Just because you're gifted doesn't mean you're all that. Do you know you're disturbing other people's sleep?"

Chen An hurriedly stammered an explanation, "...Ah, no, actually we..."

"Alright, alright, what do you mean 'I'?"

Old Wang, with the air of someone who's been through it all, grumbled, "Can't young couples just go to bed early and get up early to be like the rising sun of our country? Why do you have to disturb other people's rest? Anyone who doesn't know the situation would think you're having an octagonal cage match."

Chen An said weakly, "Ah... actually... we are indeed playing in the octagon."

Old Wang glanced inside and saw a woman dressed in white, with disheveled hair and a pale face, looking like a female ghost, tied to a chair. He paused, shook his head silently, and muttered to himself, "These days, young people's sexual fetishes are fucking weird."

After Old Man Wang left, Bai Ge grabbed the half-dead female ghost by the ankle and dragged her out of the room, leading her to the elevator, leaving a long trail of blood on the floor.

The receptionist looked at the deserted street outside the door, glanced at the wall clock, yawned, and barely managed to perk up.

I turned around to tidy up and get ready to leave work, but when I looked back, I saw the unfriendly guest who had checked in during the day standing in front of me, staring at me coldly.

His lips twitched slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Um, sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

Bai Ge asked calmly, "Did you have a midnight snack?"

"what?"

The hotel receptionist paused for a moment, shook his head, and said softly, "Not yet."

"very good."

Bai Ge threw the female ghost he had dragged out of the room in front of the receptionist and said coldly, "Then you can eat it."

Chapter 213 May I ask who you are, Your Excellency?

The opponent's overwhelming aura made him involuntarily swallow hard and silently take half a step back. His gaze then swept over the bloodied and mangled corpse of the female ghost on the table, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Do you mean I have to eat this raw?"

Bai Ge asked coldly, "Otherwise what? Swallow it all, leaving not a single hair. I'll make you spit it out and eat it all over again."

The receptionist was so nervous that she wiped the sweat from her palms. The employee handbook she read on her first day of work didn't mention anything about eating ghosts! They were just cult members working nine-to-five jobs, not some insane cannibalistic gathering place!

He pulled out a bottle of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce from the audience and asked cautiously, "Brother, can I dip my food in the sauce before eating?"

"You don't have to eat it if you want, but I'll ask you."

Bai Ge abruptly changed the subject, pointing to the mangled corpse of the female ghost lying on the front desk, and asked coldly, "Could this... join your church?"

"How did you know we were...?"

The receptionist seemed to realize the other party's true purpose, quickly covered her mouth, and nodded without hesitation, saying, "Yes, labor dispatch."

Bai Ge nodded thoughtfully, then took out another stun gun stained with blood and placed it on the table. "Then, can this one join your church?"

He glanced at the stun gun on the table that seemed to faintly exude a menacing aura, and recalling the mysterious electrician that the church's higher-ups had been discussing recently, he immediately showed fear, nodded, and said, "Yes, I can do it illegally."

Bai Ge pointed to the mangled female ghost corpse and the stun gun, and asked seriously, "If we add this to the rest, can we get into your highest level?"

The receptionist immediately adopted a respectful demeanor, clasped his hands in a fist salute, gazed at the face that resembled the one Nuwa had sculpted while dozing off, bowed deeply, and asked, "May I ask who this ancient god is?"

"I am a madman."

"..."

The receptionist placed a "Temporarily Closed" sign on the table and led Bai Ge to their secret meeting room. Every resident who survived the terrifying night was a potential recruit. As for travelers who refused to join their organization, they were either sacrificed or secretly disposed of without a trace.

The staff led Bai Ge to the entrance to the basement, unlocked the old door with a key, and led him to a secret room. He knocked on the door of the secret room, and a deep voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Bai Ge was then led into a secret chamber, where a man in a black suit sat with a strange vermilion coffin behind him. A faint spiritual energy emanated from him, suggesting he was a player of a relatively low level.

"These are the newlyweds for tonight?"

"Yes, Mr. Huang."

The receptionist said respectfully, "He took care of the female corpse on the ceiling."

"good."

He looked Bai Ge up and down, squinting as he tried to find clues in the other's calm eyes, but unfortunately he found nothing. He subconsciously regarded the other as an ordinary person with some ability and good luck.

Why do you want to join our church?

He sized up the fierce-looking newcomer before him and asked, "Have you committed numerous evils and are seeking protection?"

"Do not."

Bai Ge said in a serious tone, "It's to pay off the mortgage and car loan. How much is the salary here? Do you provide the five social insurances and one housing fund? Do you pay triple pay for overtime on statutory holidays?"

Mr. Huang, who was the guide, twitched his lips. He had seen all sorts of reasons for joining the religion, such as seeking power, seeking immortality, or simply being a murderer, but he had never encountered a guy with such a bizarre reason.

Although Mr. Huang had already thoroughly searched Bai Ge from the inside out with his reconnaissance tools when the other party entered the room, and even secretly used his mental tools without finding anything amiss, in order to avoid any accidents, he still pointed to the vermilion coffin behind him and said, "Put your hand on the coffin."

"it is good."

Bai Ge placed his hand on the coffin, and wisps of black smoke began to emerge from the cracks in the coffin. As more and more black smoke emerged, the coffin began to shake continuously, as if something was stirring and trying to crawl out from inside.

With a snap, the coffin opened a crack, and a pale arm emerged from inside, forcefully lifting the lid. A figure that looked exactly like Bai Ge sat up inside, staring expressionlessly at himself.

"This is……"

Bai Ge deliberately feigned a surprised expression.

Mr. Huang, however, was used to this scene and explained, “This coffin can create a living replica of the person who came into contact with it. As you can see, if you dare to make any decision that attempts to betray the organization, we can silently erase you and replace you with this dummy. That’s why our church has never been afraid of the secrets of official organizations, because we have already dragged most of the people in the official government organizations in this town into our clutches.”

Mr. Huang's tone carried a clear threat; to them, crushing a nobody like Bai Ge was easier than crushing an ant.

Bai Ge's eyes lit up immediately. "Wait, why didn't you tell me about this good thing sooner?"

"What?"

Mr. Huang thought he had misheard and repeated, "Good news?"

"correct."

Bai Ge said happily, "Come on, let me do the math for you. First, my car loan is due on the 26th of each month, 4000. My mortgage is due on the 18th of each month, 6000. Don't be late. My monthly living expenses are 4000, and my water, electricity, gas and property management fees are 1000."

Mr. Huang was dumbfounded.

"Oh, by the way, if your clone can't handle it, don't push yourself. I can work two shifts with you. I'm afraid he can't handle the 996 blessing."

Bai Ge patted the replica in the coffin on the shoulder and said seriously, "Come on, sign your name and put your fingerprint on it first, then swear a death oath and a curse. If there's nothing else, you can go to work tomorrow, and I'll stay home and get some sleep."

The monster that looked exactly like Bai Ge glanced at him silently, then lay back down in the coffin without saying a word and quietly closed the coffin again.

The scene was deathly silent.

Both the followers waiting for Bai Ge and Mr. Huang were stunned. This was the first time in all these years that he had ever seen such an operation.

"By the way, can you clones only create one clone at a time?"

Bai Ge looked at the others who looked uneasy and said seriously, "Why don't you guys make a few more copies? I can take on more jobs to pay off my loan. What do you think?"

Chapter 214 Holy Lord, Eternal God

Good grief, a path I've never even considered, huh? You're really going too far.

Mr. Huang clenched his fists in agitation. He thought that even cults would be moved to tears by such exploitative ideas and want to punch the person in the face. "Can't you be a good person?" he thought.

He coughed twice, interrupting Bai Ge's incessant speech, cleared his throat, and lowered his voice to say, "You... you'd better be careful what you say in the Church of All Things Return to One. If you accidentally offend the higher-ups, they will use necromancy to turn you from a living person into an undead zombie, and then you may never have a chance to start over in this life."

"Really? You actually have such inhumane technology?"

Upon hearing these words, Bai Ge's eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly stepped forward.

Startled, Mr. Huang thought he was about to attack, and took several steps back, staring at him warily, and asked, "What... what do you want to do?"

"Didn't you say you could turn people into immortal zombies?"

Bai Ge said excitedly, "If you transfer this technology to me, I'll immediately turn a bunch of factory workers into zombies and send them to work illegally in electronics factories. They'll work 24-hour shifts without eating, drinking, or resting, and they won't even get paid."

Hey! Have some decency!

What kind of cruel and heartless devil could come up with such a magical operation that neither violates labor laws nor exacerbates exploitation?

Suddenly, a very absurd idea popped into Mr. Huang's mind: should this guy be the evil god of their "All Things Return to One" cult?

Shaking his head to dismiss the absurd idea, Mr. Huang kept a straight face and tried his best to maintain a cold and expressionless demeanor, saying, "This newcomer, please watch your words. We are just a group of wicked cult members, not some heartless capitalists, okay?"

"..."

"Consider yourself lucky. Today is the sacrificial ceremony of the Church of the Unity of All Things. The Holy Lord will personally conduct the ceremony. We have already captured the sacrificial offering. Now we will take you to the sacrificial altar."

Unexpectedly, Chen An was captured so quickly, which allowed Bai Ge to skip a lot of steps, such as preparing to take down all the evil spirits and cultists inside, then tying them up and using electric bulls to interrogate them about the whereabouts of the higher-ups.

He waved his hand toward the rough brick wall, and a phantom door appeared out of thin air on the wall, radiating a dazzling light. As the door slowly opened, wisps of eerie black mist surged from the darkness on the other side of the door, floating at his feet and lingering for a long time.

Bai Ge cautiously peered into the dark doorway, not following Mr. Huang. The man turned around, looking at the coward behind him with disdain, and said mockingly, "What's wrong? Are you scared? You don't even dare to enter this door, yet you say you're willing to sacrifice yourself for the Holy Lord?"

"No, I'm just a little curious."