Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

"Indeed, Izkiel is going to hold a conference..."

"But what does this have to do with what you're doing right now?"

Strayty looked at Jupiter and asked him in confusion.

"It's very important."

Jupiter uttered four words in a calm tone.

"..."

Streeddy stared at Jupiter for a long time without saying a word. The phrase "very important" was truly unexpected. No, according to Jupiter's usual way of speaking, it didn't feel out of place at all. Jupiter was the kind of person who liked to keep people in suspense and was a riddle teller.

"In short, you'll know the specifics of the relationship when that day comes."

Jupiter had no intention of telling Strayty what he was planning to do, giving the impression that something big was going to happen, but he didn't want to tell her the specifics—it was something big, that's all that mattered…

"..."

Streeddy looked at Jupiter, feeling a surge of anger rising within her. She had sacrificed the chance to spend time with her sweetheart to help Jupiter deal with these troublesome matters, and yet Jupiter was telling her riddles?! She was simply furious…

"In short, just be prepared to embrace the new era."

Jupiter gave the order to Stray.

"Hey……"

"Yes, Mr. President."

Streeddy finally sighed helplessly. Sometimes, what she wanted to do or didn't want to do had little to do with her. From the moment she chose to enter the vortex of power, she had become a pawn in someone else's hands. How this pawn should move depended not on the pawn's own will, but on the will of the player.

"Anyway, do your best, Stride!"

Jupiter watched as Strayty prepared to leave and offered him his best wishes.

"Ha ha……"

Straydy just smiled; she didn't say anything, but that soft laugh seemed to say it all.

"Ha ha……"

Jupiter watched the departing tool, Streeddy, and smiled slightly, saying nothing.

Several days later, after the conference presided over by Izchir was held, countless devout believers attended the gathering. They gathered together, danced, and sang together.

Tell me! Who bestowed these talents upon you?!

Izchir stood on the huge platform, holding a microphone, and shouted loudly to the countless believers below.

"Jupiter! Jupiter! Jupiter!"

The endless believers shouted the name of Jupiter.

"That's right, it was the great god Jupiter. He negotiated with God for three days and three nights, and in the end, Jupiter succeeded. He moved God with his sincerity, and God personally sent us the holy water that can grant us talents!"

Izkiel is a natural performer and orator. He is good at making white seem black and black seem white. He is a person who can make a living by his mouth.

Before Jupiter revealed Compound V, Izkiel lied to everyone, claiming he was the chosen one, that only those chosen by God could possess such extraordinary power. But when Izkiel discovered that Jupiter had made Compound V public, he could no longer claim it was his talent…

Izchiel, however, remained completely calm. He told his followers that Compound V was not something that existed from the beginning. It belonged to the great god Jupiter, the righteous lord, the earthly god who would lead mankind forward. Jupiter flew to heaven and talked with God for three days and three nights. Through Jupiter's efforts, God was finally moved by Jupiter's perseverance and God sent down divine water (Compound V).

Izchir's absurd remarks, unsurprisingly, drew ridicule from a group of atheists, but also strengthened the faith of some fervent believers. When praising Izchir, they often brought up Jupiter, suggesting that Jupiter enjoyed most of the things we don't have.

"Therefore we should all praise Jupiter,"

Izchir held the microphone and shouted loudly.

Jupiter!

Jupiter!

Jupiter!

People shouted loudly, calling out Jupiter's name again and again.

"boom!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, a figure suddenly appeared in the clouds.

"Everyone look up! Look what's that?!"

It seemed that Izkiel had been waiting for Jupiter for a long time. The moment Jupiter's figure appeared above everyone's heads, he began to guide everyone to look up at the sky.

In the air, a burly man dressed in a white and black combat suit slowly descended towards the people under the sunlight...

"god!"

Everyone looked up at Jupiter, who was gleaming in the sunlight, and reached out their hands, even though they couldn't see Jupiter's face clearly...

But the face of God is not something that mortals like them can see...

"Everyone..."

The moment Jupiter, who seemed like a god among men, landed on the podium, some of his most fervent followers fainted from the sheer excitement.

"Jupiter has really come!"

"God! God! God!"

The believers looked at Jupiter and shouted loudly, expressing their respect for him.

"Gentlemen, I have come here today with a mission. Do you want to know what that mission is?"

Jupiter looked at the believers and smiled faintly.

"We want to know!!"

The believers shouted loudly, expressing their desire to know about Jupiter's mission.

“Very well, since that’s the case, I’ll tell you. Actually, a few days ago God summoned me to Heaven. He said that from today onwards, I will take over the reins of Heaven! From today onwards, instead of bowing to God, bow to me; instead of praying to God, pray to me.”

Jupiter looked at the countless believers and shouted loudly.

"..."

The moment Jupiter finished speaking, the entire room fell silent, and everyone stared wide-eyed, including Izkiel.

Izkiel: "Damn, bro, you're even better at bragging than me?! God made you take over the reins of Heaven?! You're seriously exaggerating!"

Izkiel was incredibly anxious. To be honest, Jupiter's bizarre actions had left Izkiel completely bewildered and unsure how to salvage the situation.

"Um, Mr. Jupiter means that after Mr. Jupiter passes away in Heaven, God will appoint Mr. Jupiter as a six-winged seraphim and let Mr. Jupiter take over the control of Heaven in his place."

Izchiel was quite quick-witted. He did his best to cover up Jupiter's words, which were so unbelievable that anyone would know they were utter nonsense.

"Oh!"

"As expected of Mr. Jupiter!"

"Truly worthy of being our chosen president of the Free Nation!"

"Jupiter! Jupiter! Jupiter!"

That's how people are. They can accept that a person's soul ascends to heaven to meet God after death and then gains the power to control heaven. They cannot accept that a person has the right to go to heaven and absolute control over heaven while still alive.

"Ha ha……"

"No, you've got it wrong. I mean, I now have control over Heaven!"

"I have the right to choose who goes to heaven and who goes to hell!"

"I can go to heaven while you are still alive, without having to wait until you die."

Jupiter shook his head, repeating his words once more.

“Mr. Jupiter, if you continue this nonsense, even I won’t be able to cover it up…”

Izchiel walked to Jupiter's side and spoke softly.

"Nonsense?!"

"Are you kidding me? You actually call the task that the great God specially entrusted to me a joke?!"

Jupiter looked at Izchiel and exclaimed.

"Ah, this..."

After hearing Jupiter's words, Izkiel was completely stunned. What was all this about?! Heaven and earth bear witness, he was truly devoted to Jupiter!

"Everyone! Look at me! Do you all want to go to heaven?!"

Jupiter ignored Izchiel beside him and looked at the group of believers in front of him.

"..."

After hearing Jupiter's words, the believers were all stunned. They looked at each other, puzzled, as if they couldn't figure out whether Jupiter was lying to them or seriously telling them something.

"You want to see what heaven looks like? If you do, then bow down! I can show you what heaven looks like right now~"

Jupiter's eyes were utterly indifferent, seemingly devoid of joy or sorrow. Such eyes were truly strange for a human being, yet these eyes, devoid of any happiness, imbued Jupiter with a touch of divinity. At this moment, Jupiter truly resembled a great god, causing countless believers to kneel in worship.

Jupiter watched as countless believers bent over, and then waved his hands!

The next second, endless white light filled the sky and earth, and then, everyone in the vast square vanished without a trace...

If it weren't for the garbage scattered all over the ground, perhaps no one would have imagined that just a few seconds ago, this place was filled with believers of all kinds, who were extremely devout and believed in God!

This situation lasted for a full minute or so...

As time slowly passed, the people who had left the square returned to their places once again...

The crowd that returned was now a far cry from the previous chaos and clamor; instead, there were only wide-eyed, dumbfounded devout believers...

Tell me, have you ever seen heaven?!

Jupiter remained standing on the podium, and this time, a slight smile appeared on his otherwise calm face.

"pat~"

"Pat-pat~ pat-pat~"

The response to Jupiter was not solemn prayers, nor the devout expressions of believers; the echo of Jupiter was the sight of believers kneeling on the ground, worshipping him.

"Mom, I saw heaven!"

Among the countless people worshipping Jupiter, a young girl who looked to be in her teens shed tears of happiness.

And the number of such people is still increasing. Everyone cried because they saw heaven. They actually saw heaven while they were still alive. This is a miracle!