At the moment when he pierced the long needle into the flesh, Chu Cheng only felt that everything in his field of vision was rippling. In a trance, it was as if a large number of memories that did not belong to him were frantically pouring into his brain.

"In the year 876 of the Xia Feng calendar, the strongest "emperor" was born, and its power was overwhelming, and its majesty shook the universe! Smoke rises on the surface, and the people are eaten by changing their children, and the remains are boiled. My tribe and I had no choice but to venture underground and build a village underground."

"Summer Calendar? The Ancient Country of Summer Wind!? Could it be that the corpses all over the ground were left by the remnants of the ancient country of Xia Feng? Chu Cheng was stunned when he heard this, he was familiar with ancient books, so he naturally knew the history of the ancient country of Xia Feng. Legend has it that the ancient country of Xiafeng was destroyed by the great "Emperor" His Majesty, and then His Majesty the "Emperor" established the current Sophies Empire on the land of the ancient country of Xiafeng.

"In the year 878 of the Summer Wind Calendar, it has been two years since I went underground, and my people and I have been living in dire straits. The underground world is too dangerous, and from time to time there are automatic machines attacking the village, especially some automata that have become flesh and blood on the surface, which is even more terrifying and ferocious, and catching a living person is to eat it alive. And the edible parts of these fleshy machines are precisely the main source of food for the tribe.

The dangers of hunting, the scarcity of food, the harassment of automata, my people, who endure all this, are always tormented by fear and hunger!"

"In the year 879 of the summer wind calendar, another year passed, and gradually some people in the village began to commit suicide because they could not bear the suffering. The living are also muddy, and they are struggling to survive all day long. Seeing all this, my heart bleeds. I loved my tribe and watched my people live so miserably and so tormented, and I decided to do something!'

"In the year 880 of the summer wind calendar, more and more people committed suicide. I realized that it was the spiritual despair that made these people give up hope of survival. If I can't find a spiritual sustenance for my people as soon as possible, what will greet the entire tribe in this dark earth will be death and destruction!

To redeem my tribe, I decided to create a god, a god that my tribe could believe! Even if it's just a lie, it's worth it if it gives my people the courage to live. All the guilt, all the blasphemy against the gods, let me bear it alone!'"

"In the year 881 of the Summer Wind Calendar, I created a belief called 'God of Abundance' and spread the corresponding teachings. As long as we pray sincerely to the 'God of Abundance', the 'God of Abundance' will eventually redeem our tribe and bring abundance and hope to our people!

To my surprise, the belief in the 'God of Abundance' has spread very smoothly, and perhaps in this dark, lonely and desperate underground, anything that can hold the soul will become a lifeline that people want to grasp hard.

Believers formed the 'Church of the God of Abundance' on their own, and elected those who were both virtuous and virtuous as bishops and missionaries, and continued to spread the gospel of the 'God of Abundance'. As more and more people began to believe in the 'God of Abundance', believers even began to spontaneously organize Mass around the altar-like facility in the center of the village, praying three times in the morning, noon and evening. And I, who spread my first faith, moved silently from the front of the stage to behind the scenes, quietly watching everything."

"In the year 882 of the summer wind calendar, I don't know if it's an illusion, since the 'God of Abundance' has become the mainstream belief of the village. The days in the village seem to have become much more peaceful, and there are fewer and fewer automaton attacks; On the contrary, it is the hunting team in the village, and every time they go out to hunt, they can get something. You can hunt down small flesh-and-flesh machines, or you can encounter the corpses of large automata, and you can bring back some meat almost every time.

Naturally, people attribute all this to the protection of the 'God of Abundance', and their determination to believe in the 'God of Abundance' has been strengthened.

Perhaps only I know the original 'God of Abundance'...... It's just a lie.'"

"In the year 885 of the summer wind calendar, the village has grown in size and has occupied a huge "hall" with a diameter of several kilometers underground! During this period, the people of the tribe never ceased to pray for the 'God of Abundance'. But for some reason, the fervent prayers of the people made me feel faintly uneasy.

The 'God of Abundance' was obviously just a white lie, but now, including me, I really feel His presence. This abnormal feeling made me feel a deep fear!

I once saw a book that said that in fact, gods are just the embodiment of human thoughts, and the reason why the gods and Buddhas in the temple can repeatedly appear is because they have received people's incense offerings and beliefs. Originally, there was no God in this world, but when there were many believers, people's thoughts gathered, and God was born.

If this is the case, then is the 'God of Abundance' the product of the fanatical thoughts and beliefs of the people?"

"In the year 889 of the Summer Wind Calendar, in the blink of an eye, ten years have passed since my tribe entered the underground. Today, within the confines occupied by the villages, a religious and political system with the church as the core has been formed.

In recent years, more and more believers have begun to claim that they can feel the protection of a hidden power within the confines of their villages! This power is full of light and hope, and it fills their hearts as if there is a great being who comforts them at all times.

But on the contrary, I came in and felt more and more uneasy! This uneasiness begins with the growing fervor of the Church's faith. I have heard that there are people who preach among believers that they should perform human sacrifices, that the living souls should be sacrificed to the 'God of Abundance,' so that the God of Abundance can bestow more blessings on them. Although such remarks were quickly drowned out by the condemnation, I still had a faint feeling that something was gradually starting to deteriorate!"

"What I feared finally happened! On February 21, 891, the first human sacrifice occurred in the village. Several fanatical believers kidnapped a young girl to an altar in the middle of the village, brutally tortured her to death, and cut off her face as a sacrifice to the 'god of abundance' (the facial features are the most spiritual part of the human body, so the face represents the soul). In this way, I pray to the 'God of Abundance' for a better and more prosperous living environment.

By the time the church tried to stop the evil deeds of those people, it was too late, and the girl who was sacrificed had already died. Killing the clansmen, those fanatical believers, naturally had to face the most cruel judgment, but at this moment, the real miracle turned out to be ...... It's coming!