In the morning, Ling'an stood on the balcony with sleepy eyes, watching the students of the nearby elementary school, led by the teachers, walking past from the front of the street holding various flags.

The traffic police and policemen rode motorcycles and followed closely to escort them.

"The Teacher's Day parade has begun......" he yawned.

Meow!

His pet barked softly.

Ling Ping'an picked up the little guy: "Rest today, let's just stay at home and sleep for a day!" ”

Teacher's Day is a very important holiday in the Federal Empire.

It is also a statutory holiday.

As a law-abiding citizen, Lingping is very conscious.

On public holidays, bookstores are never open.

In previous years, he was alone at home.

There is one more cat this year, and it is still the same house!

Face the wind!

The phone rang.

Ling Ping'an picked it up and looked at it, and the whole person suddenly sobered up for the most part.

He answered the phone and said hello with a smile: "Auntie...... Why did you remember to call me? ”

"Oh......"

"Oh......"

"You've arrived in Fuso......"

"Is Fuso fun?"

"Hmmm......"

"It's fun to ......"

"What to bring? There's no need for ......."

"Right...... ...... to the

Putting down the phone, Ling Ping'an's face was a little weird.

"Went on vacation to Fuso?" His lips pursed slightly: "It seems that this aunt's salary and treatment have really risen a lot!" ”

However, now is the best time to visit Fuso.

The Kingdom of Fuso provides 5,000 yuan vouchers to all tourists.

But the well-known thing is that people give you money in the hope that you will shell out more money.

In particular, the souvenirs of Fuso are really expensive!

A small pendant is thousands of pieces!

There are also knives of the Fuso people......

A knife for cutting vegetables dares to sell for tens of thousands of yuan......

So, where did Ling Ping'an dare to let that aunt bring anything to herself?

…………………………………………

Putting down the phone, the silver-haired major frowned slightly.

Her little face full of collagen was slightly confused.

"My nephew is really a thrifty housekeeper!" She turned her head and said to Chu Weiwei with a smile: "Weiwei, if you marry him in the future, you will be really blessed!" ”

Chu Weiwei's face was slightly red.

For some reason, she didn't have the initial resistance to the captain's words.

"Maybe it's because the captain says it every day......" she thought.

But......

What does the captain's nephew look like?

Chu Weiwei forgot a little.

She struggled to remember, and all she remembered was an easy-going young man with glasses and the wonderful taste of the food he cooked.

But the rest of the ones really don't have much to impress!

"That's right!" Li An'an's thinking has always been very lively, and she quickly changed the topic: "Weiwei, let's set off from Kyoto in two days and go to Ryukyu to have fun!" ”

"I've heard that the beaches of the Ryukyus are the best in the world!"

"Hmm!" Chu nodded slightly, and then she asked, "Captain, can your hair really be restored in three days?" ”

Li Anan listened, holding her head full of white hair, she laughed: "Almost! ”

"Look at ......," she said, finding a hair that was already turning black, "it's already recovering!" ”

"Oh......" Chu nodded slightly.

……………………………………

Ran Bing walks in the church in the floating city.

She looked up at the beautiful statue of the so-called 'Angel of Salvation' at the top of the church.

At the same time, she also looked at the so-called 'Salvation Scripture' that was placed on the confessional table in front of her.

This so-called Salvation Tome is not much different from the Tome of Light of the 'Church of Light' in A1 Floating City, where she used to be.

Basically, it is to replace the God of Light with the Angel of Salvation.

It's all about 'the humans of the old world disrespecting XX', so 'XX sent down divine punishment and destroyed the old world'.

The only way to be saved is to believe in XX and follow the teachings of XX wholeheartedly.

Looking at all this, the murmur in Ran Bing's ear appeared again.

"I didn't expect this group of ants to think of this solution......"

"What's the solution?" Ran Bing was puzzled.

"Faith ......," murmured softly.

So, in front of Ran Bing's eyes, a hazy picture appeared.

Floating cities, churches.

Thousands of believers, praying and praying.

Their beliefs turned into invisible lines that converged into the statues of the church.

That's faith!

Believe in existence!

And the power of this belief has endless uses in theory.

"Is that what the umbrella is for?" Ran Bing thought.

She raised her revolver and aimed it at the statue of the Angel of Salvation.

Bang!

A crisp gunshot rang out.

The statue was smashed to pieces!

One by one, the stones fell, and Ran Bing ignored all of them and walked towards the gravel.

Then she picked up a metal box from the pile of rubble.

This is the instrument by which the umbrella company collects faith.

With a little force, the box was opened.

At this time, Han Xu, who heard the gunshot, walked in with someone.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing!" Ran Bing looked at the contents of the box: "I just discovered the secret of the umbrella!" ”

In the metal box in front of him, there were glowing crystals, neatly and neatly.

This is the umbrella's savings for most of the year in this floating city.

It's all the power gathered by prayer and faith day and night.

Looking at these crystals, Ran Bing felt that his spear spirit was already hungry and thirsty!

It's as if these things are something that makes up for it.

"What is this?" Han Xu was shocked.

"A product made by people to manipulate the world......" Ran Bing looked at these things, and the countless questions in her heart were answered.

Why is it that every floating city has a religion that is obviously selfish to the extreme, and stupid to the extreme?

Because the umbrella needs to be like this.

Why do these religions, all of them, preach that the old world was destroyed because of unbelief in God?

Because the umbrella is needed!

Why, almost all floating cities, announced the abolition of family and marriage relations in the old world.

They don't even recognize fathers and sons, husbands and wives?

Because they need a steady stream of people who believe in the so-called gods they codify!

What they need is a people who have nothing to think of but the gods!

To put it simply, the umbrella is keeping all the floating cities as livestock!

People in captivity in the Floating City are even worse than the livestock of the Old World!

Because the breeding factories of the old world still have to raise their own livestock, but the umbrella does not need to do anything, only to control religion!

So here's the problem......

Ran Bing threw a hedron to his spear spirit.

Click, click, click, and immediately there was a chewing sound from her revolver.

She turned her head, looked at Han Xu, and asked, "Captain Han, where is your city lord?" ”

"I want to see him!"

She wanted to ask, why would the other faction in the Floating City, the City Lord faction, which was obviously opposed to these religious lunatics, tolerate these madmen?

………………………………………………

Holding the Iron Sutra, Elizabeth knelt before the sacred steel altar and recited the sacred prayer: "Ring the bell once ......"

Thousands of believers chanted with her: "Ring the bell once ......"

The sacred prayer resounded throughout the mountain gorge and beyond.

Hundreds of thousands of believers chanted with great devotion.

Today is an extremely important day!

There are more than 500,000 machine believers and steel people today!

All the fortresses of Doom for thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with this sacred altar as the core have now all converted to the Iron Path.

A grand mass like this can attract more than 100,000 people!

Many even risked their lives and rushed from the fortress hundreds of kilometers away.

Everyone wants to be inspired by the gospel of machinery and blessed with steel!

Because, miracles exist.

Countless people have been healed by the great incarnation of the spirit of all machines, the compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva.

And people have also witnessed how the Bodhisattva Gatling with great compassion destroyed the terrible evil god 'Dark Side of the Moon'.

Therefore, all people are religious!

They worshipped, prostrate, and prayed.

Great praise and neat prayers shook the heavens and the earth.

Countless rays of spiritual light, in praise and prayer, merge into the sacred steel altar.

Make it more rounded, divine, great.

By now, this steel altar has changed beyond recognition!

It's not far from being upgraded!

In half a month at most, it may usher in an opportunity.

As long as enough flesh and blood of the evil god's minions can be infused in the intermediary, maybe it can be upgraded to a sacred mechanical temple in one fell swoop!

Become a great spirit of all machines, a node of advent.

But......

Elizabeth looked up, and she looked at the sky.

Since the fall of the dark side of the moon, the earth's sky has begun to turn blue for a time.

Although the light of the sun is still cold.

But......

At least, the blue sky gives people hope.

Now, however, the sky is once again eroded by something.

There is a new evil god who has appeared on the moon.

And......

In all likelihood, he could launch a surprise attack on the steel altar on the ground at any moment!

Elizabeth felt it!

The "Iron Sutra" in her hand also issued an early warning.

Those abominable and despicable evil gods will not allow the great spirit of all machines to appear in this universe.

They will do everything they can to stop it!

"But......" Elizabeth laughed, closing the steel scripture in her hand, "how do ignorant evil gods know the greatness of the spirit of all machines?" ”

"When the Day of His Coming......"

"The truth and justice of the universe will be reshaped!"

"These despicable evil gods are destined to be swept into the garbage!"

There is no doubt about this.

Elizabeth knew she knew, and she knew, and the gods should have felt it.

Otherwise, they will not return.

Otherwise, they would not have dared to step into the atmosphere.

I only dare to watch from afar outside the atmosphere.

"War is just around the corner......" she thought.

So he held the "Iron Sutra" in his hand and walked to the sacred steel altar.

She looked at all the devout believers.

The steel bhikshuni began to preach: "The Great Spirit of All Machines, He is the Supreme Being of Materialism......"

"Billions of turrets are His glory, and roaring engines are His sermons!"

"For He is a god born of machinery, and a supreme ...... born of steel"

"For how steam and riveting he is!"

"Because He is the Bodhisattva of Nam no Gatling!"

"Therefore let us follow His ways, as machinery walks on the earth, and engines roar!"

"In His Word......

"Amen!"

"Amen!" Countless believers have worshipped.

Then, the devotees looked up at the mechanical nun, the steel bhikshuni.

The agent of the spirit of all machines on earth, the bhikshuni who is favored by Gatling Bodhisattva.

Elizabeth whispered, "I declare that in the name of the Spirit of All Machines, starting today, I will form an Apolocast! ”

"I declare ......"

"In the name of the Gatling Bodhisattva, I will establish the Iron Discipline Academy!"

"All the men of steel, the people of the machine, have an obligation to participate!"

Over the past few days, the accumulated power of faith is enough to summon new mechanical guards and steel monks from this steel altar!

But before that, there is one more thing – prayer.

Pray to the Great Spirit of All Machines for His approval!

Pray to the compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva for His permission!

So, Elizabeth turned around and faced the sacred steel altar, she fell on one knee and led all the believers to begin to pray.

"Ring the bell once ......"

The holy prayer sounded again.

This time, however, their prayers had a clear direction.

Pray directly to the great spirit of all machines, to the Gatling Bodhisattva of great compassion!

The grand hymn of the Divine resounded between heaven and earth.

On the steel altar, a dense divine spiritual mist surged.

Mechanical paradise is reflected in people's hearts.

It was the paradise of steel and the promised land of machinery.

All the people of the machine, the warriors of steel, can ascend to the heavens on the last day, when the spirit of all machines comes.

Become a member of the eternal warband of the Great Spirit of All Machines!

…………………………………………………………

It's almost noon.

Ling Ping'an watched the soapy family ethics drama on TV.

He was drowsy and yawned.

"Alas......" he sighed, "this is not a good thing in the era of mobile Internet......"

"Male-oriented TV dramas have almost disappeared ......"

In the past, it was common to see historical dramas or war blockbusters with huge investments on TV.

However, since the beginning of the mobile Internet era.

And they were gone.

The reason is simple, men are robbed of mobile games.

Canyons, chicken-eating and various card games have devoured countless original TV series viewers.

As a result, there are no longer those former blockbusters on the screen.

"Let's go to sleep......" muttered the bored bookstore owner, turned off the TV, and staggered up the stairs.

He walked into the bedroom, lay on the bed, and fell into a sweet dream.

In a daze, he seemed to hear some people's voices.

The "Great ......" was whispering in his ear, but it seemed that there was a distraction or murmur that he couldn't hear most of it, except for a few words: "We want to ...... Apologetic ...... The Discipline Academy......"

Ling Ping'an listened, and in the dream he turned over, not very understanding.

But......

He was always kind and helpful.

Even if it's in a dream!

So, he hummed and muttered, "You guys can do it......"

……………………

Elizabeth opened her eyes.

All believers opened their eyes that had been closed.

Because, in the altar of steel.

The rumbling oracle is coming!

Steel is shaking!

The machinery is roaring!

Everyone felt the nanomachinery and fusion engine in their body cheering.

That's the great god!

The divine voice of the Savior, born in steel, is a precursor to the coming!

"You ......"

Sacred prayers, overflowing from the steel altar.

Every word is so majestic, full of sacredness and greatness.

"Let's see!"

The will of the Spirit of All Machines is so clear and so magnanimous!

He didn't even ask for anything.

He simply heard the prayers of believers and his people and approved the people's requests!

What mercy!

Everyone burst into tears.

Divine grace is mighty!

More than 100,000 believers bowed and bowed to the sacred altar: "O great spirit of all machines, your will is our mission!" ”

They prostrated themselves and deepened their faith and devotion to God!

So, everyone began to spontaneously recite the truth prayer of the god of machines: "Ring the bell once, push the lever ......"

The sound is rolling, like thunder!

…………………………

After hours of waiting, Ran Bing finally met the lord of the floating city, in his personal private cabin.

She looked at the man sitting on the throne of the city lord.

He looked like he was about fifty years old, and he wore an old-world military uniform.

There's a star on my shoulders!

Ran Bing threw the metal box in his hand to the ground.

"City Lord!" She asked, "Do you know the purpose of the redemptive church?" ”

Tyne looked at the girl, and he nodded.

The city lord who has walked from the old world to today picked up a remote control, pressed it, and a screen lit up, showing the scene when the old world collapsed.

In the sky, smoke billowed from the sky.

Starships are coming down from the atmosphere.

On the ground, the crowd cried and ran in fear.

The earth is cracking, the ocean is roaring.

The world is already doomed!

The screen fast-forwarded, and finally, it was frozen in a picture of countless refugees landing in the floating city.

"These, you know what?" Tyne asked after playing the clip.

Ran Bing nodded.

"Then you should know something about the Umbrella in the Old World!"

Ran Bing nodded again.

"But you certainly don't know, the Umbrella is the builder of all floating cities!" Tyne stood up, stroking a statue in his chair: "In the old world, the umbrella was almost all the players in industry and technology......"

"Pharmaceutical, military, biochemical, agricultural and even sales ......"

"They went deep into every ......"

"They used money, bought almost everyone, and deceived everyone......"

"It wasn't until the old world collapsed that we woke up to ......"

Tyne looked up, "But what's the use of that?" ”

"The world has been destroyed...... Nothing is gone anymore......"

"And we, the survivors, have to rely on the umbrella ......"

"Their spare parts, especially the parts of the Floating City host!"

"I must be responsible for every human who survives!"

Ran Bing listened and fell silent.

Because if what Tyne said is true, then if she is replaced, I am afraid it can only be so.

The survival of the world and the survival of mankind is above all else!

Then she asked, "Is it the same with the other floating cities?" ”

Tyne shook his head, "I don't know ......"

"Probably that's the case for most of them, though......"

"Then ......" Ran Bing raised his head and asked again, "City Lord Tyne, do you know where the Umbrella stronghold is?" ”

Tyne shook his head: "In the old world, their headquarters were in New York......"

"But now it's sunk into the sea......"

"Now...... Where exactly is their headquarters? Nobody knows ......"

"But I've heard a legend......"

"The umbrella is creating artificial gods......

"Before the old world collapsed, their plan was close to success......"

"But after the collapse of the old world, many of their bases and strongholds were destroyed along with the old world......"

"Someone said...... On the Moon, on the far side of that Moon, there may be a secret base under an umbrella......"

"Perhaps, their headquarters has been moved there......"

"But...... No one can confirm ......"

"Because, our starships, all of them have crashed......"

Ran Bing listened: "The moon? She thought.

Then she raised her head: "Even on the moon, I'm going to drag them down and kill them all!" ”

She has that confidence!

Because she's a monster!

A real monster!

A monster that is more terrible than an umbrella!

The song of Saya rang in my ears.

"Saya ...... Saya ......"

"Saya ...... Saya ......"

"My lovely daughter ......"

"My kind daughter......"

"Mommy loves you!"

Ran Bing understood that she was not much away from being able to read the Book of Saya.

"Thank you!" She picked up her gun and the metal box on the ground and turned to leave.

"Won't you hold me accountable?" Tyne asked, stopping her.

Ran Bing smiled: "City Lord, your responsibility, there will be the people of your floating city to investigate and scrutinize......"

"History will judge your choice!"

"It's none of my business!"

"History ......" Tyne looked up, "Is there a future for humanity?" ”

"Yes!" Ran Bing raised his gun: "If I live, human beings will definitely be able to return to the ground and rebuild our world!" ”

"Even though, it's going to turn me into a monster!"

"But history will give me a correct judgment after all!"

"Just as history will judge the city lord for your life!"

She pushed them away and strode forward.

There's no need to stay any longer.

She will continue her journey and continue to follow the trail of the umbrella.

Until every member of that evil company is slaughtered!

Drag their plans for eternal life and the so-called gods to hell and tear them apart!

That's her calling!

Even if you become a monster, even if you become a terrifying inhuman existence, you will not hesitate!

For the blood debt must be paid with blood!