Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

2002 October.

Several months have passed since the major events, but discussions about these events have not disappeared; on the contrary, they have spread even further with the development of the internet.

In fact, this is mainly because people are curious about mysterious events.

Since the turn of the millennium, mysterious events have become a semi-public matter. There's no way around it; there have been too many major events in recent years, with global anomalies and urban disasters happening all the time. People aren't stupid; it's so obvious that they still don't acknowledge the mystery.

Since the millennium, churches and denominations around the world have experienced significant growth, but the U.S. Department of Justice has taken no action and has simply allowed the situation to escalate.

But it's not their fault.

They are now in dire straits, barely able to protect themselves.

Washington.

The headquarters of the Administration Bureau, a certain district branch.

A fat manager lay listlessly in a chair, with pornographic videos playing on his computer. However, his tastes were rather unusual; they were all about humans and animals.

Just then, "knock knock".

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

A young employee rushed in, "Manager, something's happened! A Yeti has been discovered in Maine, a witch has been found in Louisiana, and there's been a bizarre massacre in California..."

"These incidents have piled up to a total of 362. The local authorities are calling non-stop. Supervisor, if this isn't dealt with soon... Supervisor? Supervisor???"

"Hmm? You can continue."

The supervisor replied absentmindedly, his eyes still fixed on the video, but the employee accidentally pressed the switch while responding, and sound started playing.

Mmm... Ahhh~

The voice was very high-pitched.

"Ahem!" The supervisor quickly stood up and shut down the computer. "Go ahead and report in detail. We need to understand the facts; it's our responsibility to the field teams."

The staff member remained silent.

He's not deaf; he can hear things.

Seeing the supervisor lying without batting an eye, the anger and dissatisfaction that had been suppressed for so long finally couldn't be contained any longer. "Supervisor!"

"I have to say this: if you don't like me, you can fire me after I finish speaking."

"Before I joined the company, I heard that our Administration was a department specially established by the state to protect ordinary people and limit abnormal situations. And it's not just about protecting America, but the whole world! We are the light of human civilization! The beacon of the world!"

"This is a natural honor and responsibility!"

"But what happens when I come in?"

"Endless procrastination, mountains of unresolved issues, a lecherous and incompetent boss, a lazy and inactive field team, and clerical staff embroiled in office romances—from top to bottom, they're all a bunch of good-for-nothings who just coast along!"

"Trash! Do you even know that?"

"Where has the responsibility of being a beacon of the world? Where has the glory of being the light of human civilization gone?!"

"Even putting all that aside, you're wasting taxpayers' money! You're a corrupt official who deserves to be shot!"

It was clear that the new employee really didn't want to work there anymore; he was saying all sorts of things. At that moment, a dozen people had unknowingly gathered outside the office, secretly listening as if they were watching gossip, their phone screens constantly flashing.

The new employee didn't care; he just wanted to vent his disappointment and anger. As for what would happen next—anger? Security guards? Fired?
Haha, I might as well quit!
but.

Surprisingly, the supervisor wasn't angry. Instead, he calmly got up, poured a cup of coffee, and handed it to the new employee.

The new employee didn't answer, not because he was being disrespectful, but because he was afraid there might be some unknown liquid on it.

"I know what you're saying, and I understand how you feel." The supervisor, unaware of the new employee's thoughts, sat back down and looked at the new employee with an indescribable expression.

"But do you know how many months our salaries have been in arrears? How long has it been since our bureau chief took over management? How long has it been since our equipment was maintained?"

"No, you don't know, you're just thinking about that bullshit idea that you can't even eat, and that idea, haha."

The supervisor sneered.

"The light of human civilization? The beacon of the world? There has never been one. You might as well go for a walk in the streets and then come back and spout this nonsense to me."

"Finally, I'll warn you of something..."

Just then, the phone rang abruptly.

The supervisor frowned, about to hang up, but then realized it was the finance department. He immediately changed his tune, answered the call, and his expression changed repeatedly.

"What? Are you telling the truth?"

"...Okay, anyway, it's good that it was sent out."

"I understand. I will manage my department members well."

Snapped!
After hanging up the phone, the supervisor looked at the new employee, then at the dozen or so people openly eavesdropping outside the office door.

"Alright, everyone come in. I have something to announce."

After the group came in, ignoring their confused looks, the supervisor said directly, "I just received news that the finance department has the funds. The salary and bonuses we owed for the past year will be paid in full, and other benefits will also be added."

???

Everyone's eyes widened – this is a good thing!

"Supervisor, has the government finally remembered us? Or has the bureau chief finally gone to ask for the money?"

"Hehe, here comes the bad news. The company that pays our salaries is the Cano Group, not the government. Going forward, most of the Administration's departments have been outsourced by the government to the Cano Group, including our branch."

"..."

"Huh??" *16
"In short, the Cano Group will send people to inspect in two days. You all need to recover these days, otherwise they'll fire you as soon as they arrive. Oh, and remember to tell your subordinates as well."

After saying that, the supervisor waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave.

The dozen or so people didn't say much and left immediately, leaving the corridor filled with their chatter.

Only the new employees remained, stunned in place.

"Um, well, I..."

"Stay for now. I don't have the right to fire anyone at this point. However, we're going to have a new boss soon, and it won't be 'America, the Light of Human Civilization' anymore. Can you accept that?" The supervisor looked at the new employee with a mocking expression.

The new employee blushed, but thinking of the full amount of wages and benefits he would receive, he lowered his head and obediently walked out.

After they left.

The supervisor jumped in surprise and hurriedly made a phone call to inquire about the specific situation.

Finally, we received confirmation.

The government has indeed outsourced most of the management bureau's departments and branches to the Cano Group.

During this period, the Cano Group has grown at an alarming rate, having already raised funds, or rather, acquired several large corporations, and has begun to arrogantly interfere in the internal affairs, military, and other rights of various states.

The government was powerless to stop it and dared not use the military. Under this advantage, the Cannon Cartel had become the de facto master of half of America, with its main territory concentrated in the South, and only a few states in the North belonging to the Cannon Cartel.

But the Cano Group is still encroaching, no, swallowing up, at an extremely rapid pace!

In particular, the Cano Group has put a lot of effort into people's welfare. Various exorbitant taxes, such as air tax, dating tax, existence tax, and tree growth tax, have been abolished. In addition, various unreasonable loans, such as college loans and medical loans, have been changed to interest-free or low-interest loan models.

Even the firefighters who did not receive compensation during the 9/11 attacks in 2001 received their help.

I've heard that the Cano Group is already preparing to reform its healthcare system, build up basic medical care, and ban the unlimited distribution of painkillers in order to deceive itself.

A series of other reform measures are also being planned...

Compared to the U.S. government.

He's practically acting like a savior!
Under such circumstances, how could expansion not be rapid, especially since the American government and those big capitalists were completely powerless to resist when they dared not use violence?

No wonder most of the Bureau’s departments and branches were split up and outsourced to the Cano Group. No, they were actually forced to sell themselves to them!

"This...it feels like..." The supervisor noticed something rather obvious from the information he had gathered.

The Cano Group, rather than being capitalist, seems to have some socialist elements.
"No, no, it's more like the kind of healthy capital that Roosevelt was in, which focused more on long-term development..."

The supervisor, also a graduate of a prestigious university, eventually realized this.

This left him scratching his head. "It seems like it's a done deal. I'll have to work for the Cano Group now. I wonder if they'll allow embezzlement..."

Then, the supervisor started using American social skills, contacting his old classmates to see if he could get in touch with the Cano Group in advance and find a backer or something...

……

Washington headquarters.

The news also spread from here; no, to be precise, the news originated from here.

The finance department here has already begun transferring the necessary documents.

Director Robert also received another phone call from the President.

Soon, Robert arrived before the president.

After not seeing him for several months, the president's complexion had become very bad.

Inside the White House, he gazed blankly at the bustling traffic outside, lost in thought.

"Ugh……"

"Robert, do you think I will be the last president?"

!!!

Robert's pupils dilated.

This is a really difficult question to answer.

Fortunately, the president didn't expect him to answer. The president lay back in his chair with a hint of self-pity, "How long until your second plan succeeds? I don't have time."

Robert lowered his head. "Soon, just... one more month."

"Hehe, one month after another, you'd better hurry up. I'm going down, and you'll have to come with me. The Kano Group won't let us off the hook."

"Yes, I understand."

"Well, let's go down."

The president waved his hand weakly, saying nothing more or forcing anything, giving the impression of giving up.

But as soon as Robert went out...

The president suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty. "It's true, he really has been controlled!"

In his hand, a one-third fragment of a spear was emitting a hazy white light, as if giving a warning of something.

At this moment, he showed no trace of his previous listless attitude.

Yes, he did have a tendency to give up somewhat. After all, the Cano Group was very powerful, and even if God's Second Plan succeeded, they would most likely be unable to defeat it. In fact, the Cano Group now had the ability to annex the entire United States, but the other party just didn't want to do so.

The other party wants to cleanse themselves little by little, to receive a clean and satisfactory America that suits their tastes.

Otherwise, his capitalists would have already run off to the other side. Why would they be so loyal in a losing situation? Don't underestimate their ability to change sides. It's only because the other side didn't want them that they slunk back and stayed with him.

That's why he's inclined to give up.

But that doesn't mean he'll actually give up!
He is, after all, an elite among elites and the leader of a country; how could he possibly just give up?

In fact, he hadn't been idle at all these past few months; he had been constantly seeking a way out, contacting the church, searching for the remnants of Olympus in Europe, and excavating powerful mythical treasures...

He was the one who saved himself.

Surprisingly, he did make a discovery: the fragment of a one-third-long spear in his hand was something he accidentally unearthed from under the White House during his excavation.

It is one of the three fragments of the legendary Spear of Longinus.

It is like having the Spear of Longinus, which will make one invincible, but once lost, it will quickly lead to defeat and death.

Napoleon and Hitler both owned them.

Their defeat was also quite rapid.

After that, the three fragments disappeared without a trace, and unexpectedly one of them was buried under the White House.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why America was able to outlast the Red Giant and become a beacon of the world?

The president gently stroked the gun barrel, thinking to himself.

It's as if there really is some kind of mysterious power within it.

"The Spear that slays God... the legendary spear that killed Jesus, it should be fine to use it to kill a new god, right?"

Yes, these are just fragments, but the new god is not Jesus!
The president's eyes gleamed; this was his trump card.

If the Church, the Second God Plan, and the collection of remnants of the Olympian myth in Europe all fail, then this, along with the Zero Weapon sealed within the Administration, will be his last resort.

"If we can negotiate and save my family's lives, and grant me autonomy over a state, then stepping down and selling the other capitalist families to the new god would be acceptable," the Grand Commander thought to himself, secretly planning for his future.

No one would believe it.

The country's top leader is thinking about how to sell out the country.

However, this is the current reality in America. Faced with a power backed by God, they really can't withstand it!
"But before that, we need to deal with the traitor first, otherwise things could easily go wrong."

The president's eyes turned cold.

He had felt something was off about Robert before, and now that he had received the artifact's certification, he had no more doubts.

Robert was being controlled!
It's completely hopeless!
"Let me think about it. Let's stage an internal conflict. That way, we can deal with Robert while retrieving Weapon Zero."

Having made his decision, the president gently stroked the gun; in the current situation, only this thing could give him a sense of security. (End of Chapter)