Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 713 I have returned
Renekton stretched out his right hand wearing the mechanical glove, grasped the air and pulled it.

Every part and every wisp of steam that made up this kingdom of God churned, rapidly changing color and shape.

The rising steam quickly sank and lost its color. The various mechanical parts became even smaller, shrinking to the point where they were difficult to see with the naked eye.

Then neon colors began to appear, and the imaginary country turned into a colorful city shadow, as if it had suddenly entered the electrical age from the steam age.

As the illusory kingdom of God stabilized, Renekton's body became virtual and decomposed into streams of information, which merged into this kingdom of God, intending to clear away all the marks of the "God of Steam and Machinery".

With the help of the kingdom of "steam" and the uniqueness of "perfect", Renekton has basically mastered this path. He can rely on the aggregation effect of extraordinary characteristics to see one virtual star after another scattered around the world.

Some are big, some are small, some are bright, some are dim, and each one represents an extraordinary person on the path of "Perfect Ones", or a magical object or extraordinary creature.

As Renekton's gaze fell, these illusory stars began to flicker. Some disappeared directly, some became brighter, and echoed with noisy and overlapping sounds, like prayers, but difficult to hear clearly. Some remained unchanged, like dead objects.

Among all the illusory stars, there are two with the strongest sense of aggregation. It seems that they have characteristics that have not yet been accepted by anyone. They did not react at all when they noticed Renekton's gaze.

"This is the 'Enlightener', excluding the one that was swept away by the 'steam'. These two stars represent Bonois and the lost one, respectively?"

While talking to himself, Renekton tried to establish a connection with this characteristic and grasp its location to facilitate subsequent recovery.

Before he could establish the connection, the illusory star suddenly disappeared from his sight, as if it was being erased bit by bit with an eraser.

"Hidden by someone?" After whispering, Renekton no longer paid attention to this matter.

As the only apex of this existing path, he doesn't even need to do anything. Under the guidance of fate, the final characteristic will spontaneously appear around him in a coincidental and accidental way. He just needs to seize the opportunity at the critical moment.

Gathering his thoughts, Renekton focused his attention on the faith of the "God of Steam and Machinery". With uniqueness and the kingdom of God in his hands, he easily intercepted the prayers directed to the "God of Steam and Machinery" and responded on His behalf.

All the prayers accumulated during this period poured into Renekton's mind, causing the torrent of information quietly flowing in the Kingdom of God to ripple layer after layer, flashing chaotic starlight, like a starry night sky:

"The Great God of Steam"

"You are the embodiment of essence, you are the guardian of craftsmen, you are the brilliance of technology"

"Merciful God, my husband, children, and relatives have all died in the war. What should I do? I can't find the meaning of living anymore."

"Great God of Steam, please let me see Lava again, even in a dream. I really miss him."

"Great God of Steam, recently some people in the church have begun to believe in the former 'God of Craftsmen' again. I secretly got some information and found that the source came from some bishops and deacons. Please tell me whether I should continue to investigate."

"Great God of Steam, the parliament agreed to the unequal agreement proposed by the new regime of the southern continent, intending to separate the provinces of Reston, Olai, Suchit, Lim, Pas, and Archipelago as bargaining chips for a ceasefire."

"Great God of Steam, His Holiness the Pope has not appeared since the war ended. It has been a month now. What should we do?"

Calming down and listening carefully to the prayers that had accumulated during this period of time, Renekton discovered that there were relatively few prayers from the middle and high-level leaders of the Steam Church. They seemed to be praying in panic at the beginning, but then gave up for some reason.

In the state of information flood, he relied on a large amount of information to calculate all possibilities:
"Although I'm not a god who excels at divination and prophecy, I'm already a Sequence 0. Steam must have some premonitions and made some arrangements in advance."

"Once he loses the battle with me, he will give up his current identity and return to being the 'God of Craftsmen'."

"This should be one of the preparations. He still has one trait of 'Enlightener' left, and I need to stabilize my own state and wait for the opening of the Western Continent. I will not deliberately reclaim the trait or suppress Him, at least not for now. This is the time for Him to recover and develop."

"After the God War, some of the high-ranking members of the Steam Church disappeared, and a lot of sealed objects and a large amount of archival materials were also taken away. Are they planning to restart the Steam Church as a secret organization?"

Gathering his thoughts, Renekton turned his attention back to the prayer lights.

Ignoring the meaningless and unnecessary parts, Renekton made appropriate responses to the rest with the uniqueness in his hand, allowing the miracles belonging to the "God of Steam and Machinery" to reappear among the believers. He then relied on these prayer points to establish a connection with the believers of the "God of Steam and Machinery" and connected their consciousness to the World Tree, allowing them to see a corner of the perfect land and hear their own voices.

At this moment, believers who were praying, priests and bishops who were celebrating mass, and members of the Mechanical Heart who were carrying out their missions all stopped what they were doing and looked around with either vigilance or dullness.

The overlapping blocks of bright colors twisted into lines that continuously extended upwards. Their spirits were like being trapped in a mighty river, drifting uncontrollably with the current, rising continuously, as if to touch the illusory starry sky above their heads and the rising steam.

After a short process, a magnificent country with various neon colors floating around appeared before their eyes.

This is a country built up of densely packed mechanical creations. Every place and every corner here is filled with the beauty of lines and machinery, as if it has transcended the current era, making people sink into and yearn for it.

To ordinary believers, this was just a flashing illusion, but to the clergy of the Church of Steam and members of the Mechanical Heart, they saw and heard more.

Renekton's gaze swept over each of them, whether they had secretly left the church, or their faith had wavered, or they still held on to their faith.

He looked at everyone equally, and then a vague figure emerged from the clear and heavy light of civilization, revealing the essence and breath of civilization and knowledge.

As members of the church, all the consciousnesses he left behind felt a familiar breath, the breath of the "God of Steam and Machinery", the breath of civilization and knowledge, a breath that was more magnificent and majestic than before.

They trembled instantly, unable to control themselves physically and mentally. They could only lower their heads and pray continuously to relieve the tension in their hearts.

Maintaining this sense of oppression, Renekton's calm and unruffled voice echoed in the Kingdom of God:
"I have returned, bringing innovation and a higher civilization"

"I have learned all things. I am not only the guardian of craftsmen and the brilliance of technology, but also knowledge, civilization, mystery, and truth."

"Those who believe in me should obey my commandments: faith from the heart, knowledge from the highest, obey civilization, and obey reason."

"From today on, your faith is free and comes from the heart, not bound by your hands and feet. Faith is the path that everyone follows. There can be more than one path, and it can overlap and intersect. As long as you do not deviate from the path of knowledge, I will always walk with you."

“On the road of knowledge, I am at the starting point, in the process, and at the end. I walk with every seeker of knowledge. If you encounter confusion, I will become a beacon. If you encounter thorns, knowledge will be a sharp blade. If you encounter ravines, civilization can build a bridge.”

“The path of knowledge leads to everything. When practicing it, remember: do not be arrogant. All things are equal.”

"From today on, Bonova will become the new Pope, and the focus of the church will shift to the south of Intis. You are free to choose whether to stay or move forward."

In Leuser, the capital of Pers Province on the coast of the Misty Sea in Intis, a dense crowd of people surrounded the makeshift central square, making it impossible to get through.

Many of them are energetic young people who come from various provinces of Intis and from neighboring places such as Lundberg and Segar.

Today is the first day that Intis completed its split, and it is also the first day that the Southern Intis regime is established and Roselle becomes emperor again!
As a legendary figure known to every household in Intis, whether out of curiosity or idol worship, many young people from relatively well-off families took the steam train to come to Russell in person to participate in the establishment of the South Intis regime and Russell's coronation ceremony.

On the sea not far from the port, huge ships were crossing the foggy sea. They were arranged neatly and anchored steadily around, strangely unaffected by the wind and waves on the sea.

Leading the way was a huge five-masted sailing ship, Bernadette's "Dawn", and next to it was Cattleya's "Future".

On the deck of the "Future", the black cat Pas looked at a small dried fish growing out of a mushroom in front of him with a look of despair on his face. He stretched out his tongue and tried to lick it several times, but still couldn't put it in his mouth.

After testing for a long time, it waved its claws and slapped the dried fish in front of it into the sea, then ran to Cattleya and asked:

"Captain, why do we still have to eat Frank's mushrooms now that the war is over?"

Cattleya did not answer Paz's question. Her eyes stayed on the Dawn beside her, looking at the tall figure on the deck.

(End of this chapter)