I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Lu Ban flipped it open and looked at the description of the statue.

[By offering and giving, you will receive a gift. The merciful Heavenly Father does not reject anyone's participation; He is always watching over you.]

[For best results, use in conjunction with specific magic arrays]

Please do not feed the animal indiscriminately, especially insects!!!

Please wash your hands after use and pay attention to hygiene.

Such texts are interwoven within.

Lu Ban hurriedly looked at his hands.

His hands had already been corroded when he held the idol, and now they were a dark green color, like a moldy cake.

Lu Ban swallowed hard, suppressing the urge to take a bite, and put the statue down.

Just then, Lu Ban heard footsteps behind him.

It looks like members of the Quicksand Council have come down.

Lu Ban originally wanted to hide, but then he suddenly had a more interesting idea.

He melted away, turning into a lump of flesh, surrounding the statue.

bang——

The door was pushed open, and two members of the Quicksand Council who had just been picking at insects in the yard walked in.

"See, it really was just an illusion, there's nothing here... Hmm?"

The person walking in front was still talking to the people around him when he suddenly noticed that in the center of the sacrificial ceremony, next to the statue of the god, there was a lump of flesh wriggling.

He immediately became alert, thinking it might be the possible intruder the guards had mentioned earlier, but then he thought, this is the realm of the gods, a place that can even withstand the rules of utopia, so how could there be anything dangerous here?

"This is……?"

The other man stared in disbelief as the flesh began to wriggle and swirl around the statue, as if it had its own consciousness. Then, the flesh began to vibrate and make a buzzing sound.

"Mortal, who gave you the right to look me in the eye?"

The voice was loud and indifferent, like a supreme ruler, causing the two to feel their heads spinning and a wave of dizziness to wash over them. Even their legs trembled uncontrollably, and they almost knelt down and prostrated themselves.

"You...you are...the Heavenly Father?"

The man in front quickly changed his address, kneeling on one knee and bowing to the lump of flesh.

The second person was still a little suspicious. He looked around and felt that there did indeed seem to be some extra debris.

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and bow!"

His companion pulled him back down to his knees.

Almost simultaneously, a change occurred in the void, and a gust of wind arose in the closed basement.

There was a musty smell in the wind. Upon smelling this, both of them rolled up their sleeves to check the tattoos on their arms.

The menacing tattoo glowed faintly with a green light, making the two of them look intoxicated, as if they could hear soft murmurs and layers of delirium.

Although they couldn't hear these murmurs clearly, they were the feedback after the offerings were made!

Did they really summon the incarnation of a god?

The two looked at the lump of meat and were secretly overjoyed.

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At the same time, the broken, layered murmurs also rang in Lu Ban's ears, who had turned into a pulp. However, unlike the two children from the Quicksand Council, Lu Ban could understand some of them.

The language was incoherent, but I could understand the general meaning.

The other party accused him of impersonating Him and threatened to bring down real divine punishment.

Lu Ban didn't care and even made a sarcastic remark.

"A little bit."

That lump of minced meat made that sound.

The two young men from the Quicksand Council were puzzled, not knowing what the language meant.

"Do you think this means we should notify other people?"

"Isn't it about not telling anyone else? He just said that we must not look directly at God!"

Meanwhile, some pollution flowed into that illusory passage.

On Lu Ban's body, a bluish-green substance spread from the mass of flesh, like some kind of plague germ.

Upon seeing this, the two quickly lowered their heads again.

"This appearance truly reflects His Majesty the Heavenly Father!"

Those green marks are proof that they call "stigmata." Such patterns appear on all those who believe in the Father, and the closer one is to the deity, the more obvious these marks become.

However, most people are afraid of this, describing the situation as "disease," "plague," or "degeneration," unaware that it is a divine gaze and a gift.

Only by truly accepting what the Heavenly Father has given can one become a member of the divine family.

The members of the Quicksand Council wanted to make Utopia great again and spread the faith of the "Father" in this desert city.

They have no saints and short lifespans, but once they receive the gift of the "Father," their short lifespans are no longer a problem. With the help of the stigmata, they can live much longer.

This is one of the reasons why the Council of Quicksands accepted the "Heavenly Father".

Life is fleeting and precious; for these young people who constantly feel the approach of death, nothing else matters but surviving.

In a world like the wasteland, life should not exist in only one form. As long as it can continue, all the erosion and alienation are worthwhile.

They never came for the position of a saint that only one person could attain in the first place.

Instead, they wanted to solve the lifespan problem of the wasteland through the governance of a sage.

After all, compared to mere saints, the Heavenly Father is a true deity!

Unexpectedly, the Heavenly Father appeared!

Could it be that their devout devotion moved the gods?

"No, I don't know what we should do now, or whether we should tell others about your arrival?"

The young man from the Quicksand Council asked humbly.

"Of course, notify everyone you can."

Lu Ban said in a serious tone.

A moment later, six members of the Quicksand Council quickly gathered in the small basement.

The leader was named Thunder. He had rings of light blue crystals on his arms, which seemed to crackle with electricity. He looked to be around twenty years old, but was already an old man in the wasteland.

There were no greenish marks on his body; it was unclear whether they were hidden in his clothes or for some other reason.

Lei Ting looked closely at Lu Ban, his eyes gradually revealing a fanatical expression.

"Our revered God, what divine decree do you have?"

He lowered his head and said respectfully.

"What have you all done in preparation for my arrival?"

Lu Ban lowered his voice and asked, even wriggling slightly to make it seem more convincing.

Thinking about it carefully, Lu Ban is just a virtual streamer in disguise now.

“We have set up ceremonies in various parts of the city, and we are ready to launch the ceremonies in the city on election day so that everyone in the city will become your believers.”

Thunder told the truth.

These kids are really daring.

Lu Ban thought to himself.

When the election comes, everyone will gather near the city square, and the launching ceremony at that time will most likely be used to spread the plague, and no one will be able to escape.

Utopia will be corrupted in an instant, becoming the city of the "Father".

After thinking about it, Lu Ban felt that this was not a good idea, so he spoke up.

“Ignorance.”

A rebuke sent a shiver down everyone's spine in the basement. They quickly lowered their heads, appearing even more humble.

"No, I don't know if there's anything wrong with it?"

Lei Ting mustered his courage and asked, raising his eyes to see ripples emanating from the mass of flesh, as if it were enraged.

Lu Ban didn't answer; he was also thinking about how to stop these people.

But soon, before Lu Ban could speak again, Lei Ting realized the problem with his behavior.

Although they exploited loopholes to dismantle the ritual and distribute it throughout various parts of Utopia, it was ultimately easy to be discovered.

Once someone notices these rituals, their efforts will be in vain!

One’s preparations may seem foolproof, but in reality they are nothing more than a human overreach.

How could a true deity only be transformed through such means?

Isn't what they're doing a sign of distrust of God the Father, and a pointless exercise?

"I...I understand, I'll remove these preparations right away."

Thunder suddenly realized.

"..."

Lu Ban remained silent for a while.

Although I don't know what he understood, since he has achieved his goal, so be it.

"Trust in me, and recite my name."

Lu Ban mumbled something in a cryptic tone.

The basement was immediately filled with the silent chanting of "Heavenly Father."