People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

After obtaining the current PCS system, Ark ended the meeting when Friston, who was also unable to be contacted and was currently silent somewhere in distant Colombia, was found.

"I'm delighted to meet you at this time, Mr. Prophet. You've made me realize that there are still some rational individuals among my creators, which is a great encouragement to me."

For the PCS system, being able to meet the prophet is a very happy thing. After all, He can no longer meet Ed, the person who created Him.

But as Ed's colleague and a prophet who lived in the same era as Ed, meeting him could be considered meeting Ed in the final analysis.

Although it may seem like a meal replacement, PCS and Ark don’t mind.

If it is just used as a meal replacement to stabilize the rare uncertain variables on this land and prevent the super artificial intelligence of the previous civilization from going crazy, then it is also a very worthwhile deal.

When transmitting the information just now, Ark naturally did not simply transmit the power of Oma and the information of Kamen Rider. Using Ark's ability, he built a super firewall on the PCS system. The malicious firewall of the conceptual-level artificial intelligence is enough to defend against any attack with malicious tendencies. This prevents the risk of someone who also belongs to the previous civilization being stabbed in the back. At the same time, this firewall is also an insurance to prevent the super artificial intelligence from going crazy. If any extreme behavior is detected in the PCS system, this malicious firewall will immediately change from a firewall to a malicious virus. No matter what it is, it will paralyze the PCS first.

Of course, this step also requires the consent of Ark. Under normal circumstances, there will be no abnormal changes to this firewall. It is just an ordinary firewall and surveillance device.

Watching Ark and Evangelista XXI and the others leave, the PCS system pondered the future fate of this land.

All computing power is added to the deduction of the future of this land, and a variable called the power of demons is added to this deduction.

No matter how many times the deduction is performed, how many other variables are added, and how many different routes are calculated, the final result of these routes will always be only one.

"Something is interfering with my calculations."

It stands to reason that with so many variables added, it is impossible to calculate only one identical result, so there is only one conclusion.

"Even now, are my calculations already affected by the power of the demon? It's truly a terrifying force, but I wonder if this terrifying power can truly resolve the crisis that terrifies all civilizations in this universe? 'Lumberjack'...it's not just 'Lumberjack' that we have to worry about."

The super artificial intelligence that was muttering to itself slowly fell silent after confirming that even it had been included in the influence range of the demon.

"However, in this case, the priority of the final plan can be adjusted later. The Sakota transformation plan will transform all intelligent life on this land into Sakota, so that everyone can truly understand each other and eliminate conflicts through empathy. In this way, the foundation for universal peace can be achieved at the social level.

However, I don't think either Mr. Prophet or the Demon King would agree to this plan. I hope that the power of the demons that Mr. Prophet brings back can bring new hope to this land.

PCS said so.

"I hope we will all own tomorrow's earth."

Amidst this whisper, the PCS flashed a red light as it set the final run command and left a message before entering a semi-sleep state.

It took a long time after coming out from below for Evangelista XXI to recover from the overwhelming amount of information.

"It seems that His Holiness needs to rest for a while to relax and recuperate."

Fang Ark reached out and held the hand of the old man from Sakota. The latter glanced at Fang Ark and followed him to sit on a bench in front of the cathedral. His eyes were bright, but there was a trace of confusion in his eyes as he looked at the ceiling.

"After all, I'm old, so it's normal that my ability to receive information is a little worse."

After about ten seconds, Evangelista XXI finally recovered from the shock, and his brain, which had almost crashed, began to work again. But as a price, he felt that he had to replenish some sugar to support his brain and the consumption of brainstorming during these ten seconds.

"And Doctor, any of the things you just said when communicating with our 'God', if thrown onto this land, would be enough to make the nations of Earth tremble."

And I didn’t expect that the super storm in Victoria some time ago was actually related to the man in front of me.

They did lose an international courier in that super storm, but given Victoria's current situation, even if the courier was still alive, he probably wouldn't be able to do any work.

Oren: So if I die, I die?

Without any sadness for the passing of the messenger, the Pope’s wisdom shone next.

"So, Doctor, are you going to the outskirts of the city to look for that child? I'm actually quite interested in this child who can point out the future development path of Rutland."

It seems that the preparations I made in advance are really about to come true, pointing out the future development path of Lateran. Is it really time for that bell to ring again?

Chapter 463 Madam, Do You Know Why I Came?

When the group returned to the cathedral above, they found that a whole team of musketeers was lined up at the door of the cathedral. Some Lateran citizens who passed by looked inside curiously, wondering what had happened inside the cathedral that so many musketeers were guarding it.

"Your Holiness, are you okay?"

Fiammetta and Mostima walked out from the cavalry formation. Patrizión should be following the previous instructions and leading the team to guard the side of the Revelation Stone Tower.

Evangelista XXI shook his head slightly, indicating that he was physically fine. However, His Holiness did not know whether he had any mental abnormalities after suffering such a huge information shock.

"Let them disperse for now, but they must remain vigilant during this period. Something big may happen in Lateran in the next few days."

event?

Something that could make a mischievous person like His Holiness the Pope say it was a big deal... maybe it really wasn't a big deal. After all, the last time Evangelista XXI said it was a big deal, it was simply because the Colombian cactus, the raw material for cactus tarts, could not be transported to Lateran in a short period of time due to a natural disaster. So during that period, Lateran had no way to make cactus tarts because it had no raw materials.

But after all, it was the Pope who said that something big might happen, so Fiammetta kept the order in mind. Then he and Mostima ordered all the cavalry and musketeers guarding the cathedral to return to their teams, and instructed them to strengthen patrols and vigilance during this period.

"Then Doctor, do you want to go to the outskirts of the city now to see the girl who may change the future of Rutland?"

Faced with the Pope's question, Fang Zhou pondered for a moment.

According to the event line he knew, Cecilia Laporta should be only 6 or 7 years old now. At this time, her mother Felia Laporta's condition should have entered a more serious period. She can probably hold out for another four years, and these four years are also due to the mother's strong will.

As for Cecilia's father, he should still meet with Felia in secret from time to time during this period. The key thing that is more concerning is that when the plot just came out, Felia's description of the Sarkaz man was found to be highly consistent with that of a certain Regent, so much so that many people joked that Cecilia might be the illegitimate child of that Regent?

But I don't think that would be the case, because the brother and sister, whether it is Theresa or Theresis, have dedicated their souls and lives to the Sarkaz race. Love between men and women is nothing more than a burden in their lives. Maybe there were buds in it once, but when the responsibility of the race fell on their shoulders, this small bud was buried under the black soil.

But after returning, should we ask Cecilia and Theresa to do a kinship test? However, Theresa is now in the body of Xumajia, and it is impossible to collect biological samples to support this test. Forget it, I think it's just a joke.

How could Tracys have a daughter out of wedlock? During that time, he was under the constant surveillance of Quesatusta. How could he have the time to go out and have a child with another woman, especially with a Sakota? It was absolutely impossible.

However, considering that Tracys and Theresa are siblings, and considering Theresa's personality, these two siblings are honestly more rebellious than each other, so this possibility is not really impossible.

What's the point of thinking about these things? I can't use Cecilia to control Theresis.

Thinking of that possibility, Fang Zhou couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Doctor?"

Evangelista XXI looked at the man in front of him strangely, wondering why he suddenly laughed.

puff!

The hard elbow stabbed Fang Zhou's side directly, causing the latter to let out a cry of pain.

"Let's get down to business. Stop daydreaming about random things."

Kal'tsit glanced at Fang Ark, who waved his hand to indicate that his head had returned to his body.

"Ahem, actually I wanted to say there's no rush, but to prevent any accidents, it's okay for us to go there now. But speaking of Shuiyue, is that kid still making cactus tarts in the bakery?"

"Doctor! I'm here."

Speak of water and moon, and water and moon will appear.

While Fang Zhou was still muttering, Shuiyue came over with a few bags of desserts, smiling.

"This is the cactus tart I made according to Mr. Bart's instructions, as well as other pastries, ordinary fruit tarts, and cakes. Even though you haven't come back for such a long time, I packed them all up and brought them out.

Here you go, Pope. Here are your cactus tarts. This bag is made by Mr. Bart, and this bag is made by me.

Two bags of cactus tarts were stuffed into Evangelista XXI's hands. When he heard that one of the passages was written by Shuiyue, a hint of anticipation flashed in Evangelista XXI's eyes.

Shuiyue's previous strawberry kiwi cake was already quite impressive, so I wonder if this cactus tart will be just as good? I wonder if that strange vitality will also be reflected in this fruit tart.

"Mr. Bart made one of all the desserts, and I made one. You can choose your favorite version to eat."

Shuiyue held a large number of dessert bags in her hands, and then handed them to other people one by one.

"Um, Shuiyue, we still have to go to Rutland to complete a deal. For now, you can put these desserts in your backpack. If you eat them while walking, you won't be able to appreciate many of the flavors."

As he spoke, Fang Zhou took out a huge backpack from his pocket, which made Evangelista XXI next to him look at him in amazement. Finally, Fang Zhou put all the dessert bags into the backpack, turned on the constant temperature storage mode, and handed it to Shuiyue.

"Are we going that far? But at this hour, why don't you have lunch first?"

Shuiyue glanced at the time. It was already a quarter past 12. Lunch time had long passed. Although Haisi's physiological structure was different from that of normal people, Shuiyue also felt that it would be better to eat first.

"Things have their priorities. Lunch alone shouldn't be given such a high priority. Besides, I've already tasted the cake you made, Shuiyue, and everyone else has eaten quite a bit of dessert. You should be able to keep me company for a while longer."

Evangelista XXI didn't want to eat so soon. After all, this was a serious matter. How could something concerning the future of Lateran be delayed because of a meal?

"Hey, is it really okay? I see, Grandpa Pope, you're already so old. If you don't eat lunch properly, your body won't be able to handle it, right?"

"I'm not as fragile as I look. Whether it was the last, the year before, or the year before that, I was the champion of the Lateran Papal Hall's arm wrestling competition."

When Evangelista XXI talked about this topic, a hint of pride flashed across his cheerful face. It was indeed something to be proud of that a man at his age could still protect his body so well and have such powerful strength.

"Since everyone says so, then I can do it too."

Seeing that Ark, Kal'tsit and Amiya also said that there was no problem, Shuiyue naturally followed everyone's opinion, and then found Mostima to give instructions. It didn't take long for the vehicle to be ready.

Mostima drove the spacious extended sedan out of the main city area.

Fiammetta was sitting in the passenger seat. She could feel that the Pope in the back seemed to be looking at her with a very strange look, which made her feel a little uneasy.

"Your Holiness, what is the matter?"

Although the Pope usually looks a little unserious, he is still the Pope after all. If you notice that the biggest leader above you looks at you with strange eyes from time to time, you will also feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay, it's okay. I was just thinking about some trivial things. So many years have passed, and Patrizione's granddaughter is already so big. Hmm, Xiaofei, I wonder if you have someone you like recently..."

"No! Why are you suddenly talking about this topic?!"

Fiammetta's face turned a little red, and she turned around and looked at Evangelista XXI with a bit of ferocity. The shy and annoyed little expression made the old man burst into laughter.

"As we get older, we always worry about the young people getting married. After all, there is nothing more joyful than seeing a new life being born. But, Mastema, don't you have any similar thoughts? You two also..."

"Your Holiness, even though you are the Pope, you will be disliked if you casually talk about a girl's age."

Mostima glanced at Evangelista XXI cheerfully through the rearview mirror, and his teasing tone made the old man burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, I won't ask any more. If you keep asking, I, an old man, will become a nuisance."

He looked cheerful and relaxed, not at all like the leader of a super religion. He was so kind that he seemed like the grandfather next door.

"Your Holiness, we will soon be near the outskirts of the city. The woman you mentioned, Felia Laporta, currently resides at 7-265 Servas Street in the Stephens District. However, the information we have found indicates that this citizen has no daughters and currently lives alone in her suburban home."

"Hmm—no daughter?"

Evangelista XXI smiled and pondered.

Since the "Law" states that Felia Laporta's daughter will guide Lateran's future development, then it is absolutely correct.

Although this meeting caused the status of this god in Evangelista XXI's heart to undergo another subtle change since the day he accepted the position of Pope, he still had no doubt about His ability and guidance.

So if the PCS system did not lie, and the information recorded in the Lateran Notary Office shows that Ms. Felia does not have a daughter, then which side has the problem?

This is a question that does not require thinking.

Noticing Evangelista XI's silence and suspicion, Fiammetta immediately understood what the problem was.

"Your Holiness, are you trying to say that there's something wrong with Ms. Felia's daughter?"

Fiammetta asked tentatively.

"Haha, Xiaofei, before we collect evidence and conduct an investigation on the ground, we can't definitively say that any citizen has a problem. As staff members of the Papal Office, we must always be rigorous and not infringe on the rights of any Lateran citizen."

In the face of Evangelista XXI's earnest teachings, Fiammetta curled her lips and said, "Weren't you the one who brought it up first?"

"And Your Holiness, please do not call me Xiaofei, which is an inexplicably intimate name. Please call me Fiametta."

"Hey, there's no need to be so awkward. Didn't I suggest the codename Destruction Chainsaw Man last time when I gave you a codename? I admit it was a bit too much like Bluewood, but there's no need to hold a grudge. Let's stop here."

"Tsk."

"That's so sad. You just tutted, didn't you?"

"Ah."

And admitted it!

Despite his words of blame and sadness, Evangelista XXI maintained a smile. This old man, who had dedicated his entire life to the Lateran, had no children. However, his old friend Patrizión had adopted a daughter, Liberi, as a granddaughter in his later years. As a good friend, he naturally considered Fiammetta his own granddaughter. Little Liberi had been raised by both him and Patrizión. As a child, they had even argued over "Who was Fiammetta's favorite grandfather?" This childish question left Fiammetta quite frustrated.

The journey was smooth and without any other accidents, the group soon arrived near Serfas Street in Stephen's District.

Such a vehicle, which looked like it was the arrival of an important person, parked on the block and quickly attracted the attention of many people from Liboli or Sakota.

Soon, when Fiammetta got out of the car first, opened the door and welcomed Evangelista XXI down, everyone exclaimed.

"It's His Holiness the Pope!"

"Oh my God, it's really His Holiness the Pope himself! Could it be fake?"

"What's fake about that? That's Gunner Fiametta. I've seen her before near the Vatican. She's said to be Gunner Patrizione's granddaughter."

"So that's really His Holiness the Pope?"

"Why did His Holiness come to us?"

In an instant, the entire neighborhood was in a state of excitement.

Although the Laterans usually look lazy, they will still maintain a serious appearance when they see the Pope, who is a religious leader. Especially due to the efforts of Evangelista XXI himself, the Pope has become a national idol in addition to being a religious leader. In addition to his identities in the political and religious fields, the identity of the Pope has also brought a strong secular color.

After Evangelista XXI greeted the other Laterans, he, under the guidance of Mostima, brought Fang Ark and others to No. 7-256 on this street.