You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

Conversely, within these distorted belief systems, various related opinions have begun to proliferate.

It is the great true God who provides us with food!

It is the merciful divine beings that allow us to survive in this world!

Without God's grace, we would all turn to dust!

Similar hymns resounded in every corner.

In these worlds of belief, the worship of deities, driven by the primal shackle of hunger, is elevated to a chilling, soul-crushing level of terror.

The entire world is like a giant, sophisticated machine for extracting faith, with every living being a cog in it, driven by hunger and spinning at high speed, continuously supplying the being on the throne with pure faith power.

The arrival of the Red Heart Society members was like opening a window in a completely dark, airtight room.

These observers and builders from the outside world, with their drastically different lifestyles and their nonchalant attitude towards food, aroused the curiosity of the local creatures.

Especially under the command of God, both sides began to cooperate.

[Any contact will inevitably lead to the exchange of information.]

Therefore, the various extraordinary events described by these Red Heart Society builders represent a reality where, under the Red Heart Society's ideology, countless ordinary people and extraordinary individuals coexist harmoniously, freed from basic survival fears.

One by one, these incidents began to spread throughout this distorted world.

Upon learning of this, the believers, who had been imprisoned by the law of hunger for countless years, were filled with turbulent emotions.

[Then, a revolutionary truth, enough to shatter their entire understanding, appeared in their minds.]

So, we didn't have to struggle like animals to survive just for a bite to eat?

[It turns out that extraordinary individuals could have broken free from these base shackles!]

We have always believed that divine protection is essential for survival, that they use their great power to shield us from the storms of the outside world.

But now I realize it wasn't raining at all!

We have been living in a cage called hunger, woven by the true God!

This cognitive shock is painful and difficult for the vast majority of believers to accept.

Even if Chi Xin were to lay the blatant evidence right in front of them.

[For example, images of extraordinary beings from other worlds who do not need to eat, popular science explanations of the underlying rules of those worlds, or even invitations for them to briefly leave the realm of gods to experience true freedom.]

However, the vast majority of people still chose to resist, doubt, and even angrily accuse the members of the Red Heart Society of being blasphemous heretics and deceitful devils.

[In other words, the Red Heart Society is currently powerful enough that those who believe in the true god still need to rely on its strength.]

Otherwise, based solely on these factors, even these members of the Red Heart Society, who are deeply entrenched in the world of faith and even the Kingdom of God, might face mortal danger.

The reason is simple: in an environment where one is enveloped in divine grace from birth to death, and where all social relationships are permeated with fervent worship of the gods, absolute faith in and dependence on deities has long transcended the realm of thought.

Faith in God is as deeply ingrained in our souls as breathing, as our heartbeat, and as instinctive as our thirst for food; it has become an integral part of our life's programming.

Just as a person can change their clothes, habits, and even thoughts, who can stop themselves from breathing?

Who can resist the body's instinctive craving for food?

This is not a simple question of "Do I want to change?"; it's a very complex life lesson.

For the billions of beings who have been molded in this way, even if they vaguely understand the cruelty of the truth, it is still a difficult situation.

But this reliance on faith has long been completely integrated into their flesh, bone marrow, and soul, becoming an inseparable part of their very existence.

Trying to detach yourself is tantamount to tearing yourself apart!

[And Chixin will be very clear about this.]

In this fertile ground of faith where theocracy is highly entrenched, those who can truly break through these shackles of the soul and awaken to the truth after a cognitive upheaval are destined to be an extremely rare minority within the vast population.

What the Red Heart Society truly needs are precisely these seeds that can tenaciously break through the dark soil and eventually grow into a prairie fire.

These observations led the Red Heart Society to understand why the Heavenly Pantheon enjoyed a good reputation throughout the world.

[Although the pantheon of gods is domineering and unreasonable, and its order is completely contrary to humanism.]

[But with the contrast of other true gods, the pantheon of gods truly became heaven.]

[It can only be said that it's all thanks to the contrast with its competitors.]

In September of the 557th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, the Red Heart Society, a behemoth forged with an iron will and lofty ideals, unprecedentedly condescended to engage in the most basic wholesale grain business.

This matter puzzled the gods.

However, they didn't care about these trivial matters, and they only occasionally paid attention to the various policies of the Red Heart Society. For the Red Heart Society, this was by no means a spur-of-the-moment business experiment.

[This is a grand plan devised by the top leadership of the Red Heart Society to spread the seeds of their ideals to every corner of the world in the most down-to-earth and irrefutable way.]

The agricultural technology culminating in the Red Heart Research Institute, a product of countless resources and the culmination of cutting-edge wisdom, was now imbued with a dual mission of politics and ideals, stepping from the precision petri dishes of the laboratory into the vast, boundless interstellar fields.

Its core achievement is the legendary grain called red rice.

This is no ordinary grain; it is a creation that contains the miracle of the rules of life.

Red rice possesses a kind of collective intelligence and adaptability beyond imagination, capable of keenly sensing and autonomously adjusting itself to adapt to any extreme environment.

On fertile planets or spiritual vein nodes where energy surges like tides, it greedily absorbs nutrients, rising from the ground in an astonishingly short time.

The rice ears, plump as gold and jade, each grain brimming with gentle spiritual energy, transform into spiritual seeds that nourish cultivators.

Even in those desperate places, scorched by the stars, cracked by the harsh cold, or so barren that even moss struggles to survive, red rice can still tenaciously take root.

With its astonishing reproductive and vitality capabilities, it fosters vast fields of high-yield crops that, while having a coarse texture and a bland taste, are capable of effectively filling stomachs and sustaining life.

This is a miracle of life, where the right to live was snatched back from the clutches of death in the most humble yet most powerful way!

The Red Heart Society operates in this way, its goals clear to the point of being ruthless.

【profit?】

Compared to the brilliance of unwavering ideals, those are but the most insignificant specks of dust!

The Red Heart Society's vast resource pool is rich enough for countless worlds; why would they care about such a trivial transaction?

Their gaze pierced through the petty profits of interstellar trade, fixing firmly on the largest, most silent, yet most fundamental group constituting civilization across the universe.

[Those countless ordinary lives, numbering in the trillions, struggling to survive.]

This is the majority—forgotten by the gods, looked down upon by the extraordinary, yet truly bearing the weight of the world.

Chi-ryu's philosophy is to see people as human beings!

Therefore, when the Red Heart Society had the ability to change all of this, they acted directly.

Chi Xin clearly understands that only when the most basic needs for survival—that is, the minimum dignity of being fed and watered—are met will a true opportunity for change arise.

When the chains of hunger are finally broken by the tide of red rice, the vast majority of ordinary people in the world will be able to lift their heads from the mire of survival.

Only their minds can break free from the shackles of apathy, and only their power can gather from scattered dust into a world-changing torrent.

The most primal and violent driving force behind profound social change, sweeping from the bottom up and engulfing the world, is always rooted in the most basic material needs.

Matter determines consciousness!

Material things determine everything!

Red rice is the lever that the Red Heart Society will use to move the foundation of this civilization that has been dormant for millions of years; it is the first spark that ignites the prairie fire.

In June of the 558th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, as the Red Rice movement swept across countless barren and fertile lands in a silent revolution, a transformation was taking place at the headquarters of the Red Heart Society.

[Ivy, the deputy captain of the 8th Squadron of the 3rd Regiment of the Red Heart Alliance, a warrior whose steely will and keen senses have been honed through countless bloody missions, is currently immersed in the arduous exploration of the mysteries of the rules of light.]

Her soul seemed to be struggling to swim in an ocean of light, trying to capture that supreme rhythm.

At this critical juncture, a primal force that resonated strangely with her own will was suddenly activated.

[That was a wisp of pure, original light that remained deep within the Red Heart Society's network of rules after the Goddess of Light was imprisoned and stripped away, and had not yet completely dissipated.]

This force, which should have been dormant or resisted, found its most fitting vessel under the guidance of Ivy's pure, resilient soul, which resonated deeply with Chixin's ideals.

At this moment, this wisp of the fundamental rule abandoned all resistance, transforming into a warm and boundless stream of pure light, which actively flowed into Ivy's body.

This is not outright plunder, but rather a recognition and inheritance of established rules!

[The fundamental rules, perhaps, can be forcibly plundered, absorbed, and refined at the level of true gods.]

However, if one wishes to elevate a demigod to godhood through the very essence of the rules, then the only way is through resonance, allowing that wisp of the rule's essence to accept them.

In this harmonious convergence of timing, location, and human connection, Ivy's soul, like parched earth embracing sweet rain, absorbed and refined the vast power of the primordial light with astonishing efficiency.

On this very day, the celestial realm within the meditation chamber shone brightly, as a sacred pillar of light, woven purely from the laws of light, tore through the dimensional barrier and shot straight into the sea of ​​stars.

[The Red Heart Society, under the ecstatic gaze of countless members and the complex and unfathomable divine scrutiny of the gods of faith, has gained another new True God of Rules.]

[The True God of Light and Law is born!] (End of Chapter)