Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 162 Let's pursue miracles!
The sky had brightened a bit.

Although it was still completely dark, Peggy Bradley did have a clearer view, making her search easier.

Follow the direction in which the rainbow light disappeared.

She chose a relatively shorter route.

Or to be more precise, it can't even be called a road.

This is deep within the Tongas National Forest.

The Tongas National Forest ranks among the top five existing primary forests, second only to tropical rainforest systems such as the Amazon.

Here, there are hardly any man-made roads, let alone tree-lined paths worn smooth by countless footsteps.

So to be precise...

Peggy Bradley simply chose a straight line and traversed the forest directly, relying on her memory of the terrain and routes in the surrounding area.

As an ordinary person, Peggy Bradley's movements are naturally very slow.

Trekking through the forest is no easy task.

The humus underfoot was as thick as a water-soaked sponge, and every step I took caused me to sink halfway down.

She had to keep a close eye on her feet, avoiding the sharp stones hidden under the fallen leaves and the tangled tree roots, lest she trip over them.

She had just missed a step, causing her knee to hit a piece of dead wood hard, and now every movement she made was excruciatingly painful.

So she chose to rest for a while.

However, due to the morbid frenzy that arose from that rainbow of light just now.

Peggy Bradley only rested for half a minute.

She then bit her lower lip.

He gripped the trekking knife tightly again and swung it at another clump of entwined vines ahead.

The blade sliced ​​into the tender part of the vine with a soft "plop" sound, but only cut it in half.

She could only raise her hand again and use all her strength to deliver the final blow.

that's it.

Peggy Bradley continued her hesitant journey through the mountains.

Soon.

She finally made her way through the dense forest to a relatively open area on the hillside.

Everything before my eyes suddenly became clear.

She was almost certain that the rainbow she had glimpsed earlier had disappeared in this open space.

While thinking.

Peggy Bradley looked around carefully.

And then, the extremely conspicuous pattern on the open ground came into view.

This made her eyes widen immediately.

It was a roughly circular scorch mark.

The humus and leaf debris on the ground turned charred black as if they had been exposed to a high-temperature laser.

It's not very big; its diameter is just over two meters.

However, the circle is filled with densely packed scorch marks, forming a complex and aesthetically pleasing geometric pattern.

Are these... crop circles?
Crop circles are geometric patterns created in wheat fields or other farmland by some mysterious force that flattens the crops.

A significant number of people believe that crop circles are just a prank by some individuals.

In Britain, many areas where crop circles frequently appear have become popular tourist destinations, generating hundreds of millions of dollars in revenue annually. Some believe that crop circles are secretly created by the British government to increase revenue.

Such regular, complex and beautiful patterns.

It could never have been generated naturally.

This is most likely not caused by any advanced human technology.

After all, if it was done by humans, we have to trace it back to a crucial question: why?
Is this necessary for the people who possess this technology? What benefits do they gain from it?

The world is bustling with people, all seeking profit.

It is difficult for humans to do something without any self-interest.

Even when conducting experiments, it's highly unlikely that such remote mountain forests would be chosen, since it would be difficult to observe and record experimental results there.

It's a thankless and exhausting endeavor.

and so.

After eliminating all impossibilities.

No matter how impossible the remaining outcome may seem, it is highly likely to be the reality.

It's a trace left by the colorful rainbow from before!

Peggy Bradley was momentarily confused.

When she instinctively moved closer to observe and accidentally peeled off the surface of the charred lines, she discovered an even more terrifying phenomenon.

The soil layer beneath the coke lines is still coke.

This made her somewhat incredulous as she continued digging downwards with her bare hands a few more times.

The result was that after digging more than ten centimeters deep, she found that the traces of these coke lines did indeed extend downwards, and she couldn't see the end at all the depth she had dug.

It's as if these coke-like lines have formed a magic circle, deeply etched into the soil beneath our feet, to an unknown depth.

This is a very exaggerated phenomenon.

This further proves that the mark was definitely not made by human hands!
This! It must be a miracle!

While thinking.

Peggy Bradley didn't hesitate to pull out her satellite phone and contact the leader of the Natural Baptism sect headquarters somewhere in the Tongas National Forest.

She needs to call in reinforcements!

Protect this place!
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Peggy is the deputy head of the Natural Baptism Church.
He was also a pioneer who co-founded the sect with its leader, Manny Chambers.

So, the cult leader Manny naturally rushed over upon hearing the news, taking about an hour and a half, almost two hours, before finally arriving just as dawn was breaking.

The two strong, devout believers who had come with him were specially selected and were not to be sacrificed but to serve as henchmen. They then stood in the magic circle that Peggy had mentioned.

Manny finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The words that came out unconsciously were: "Ich bin müde bis ins Mark!"

The phrase "I'm exhausted" carries the rough, rustic accent characteristic of the Bavarian mountains. Manny's German words end in a slightly awkward, unpolished way, unlike the more standard German.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, also brushing away a few pine needles stuck to his temple.

Although it was just dawn and the forest was still chilly, the back of my heavy teaching robe was soaked with sweat after trudging through the humus soil.

He bent over, supporting himself on his knees, and took a couple of breaths.

His gaze didn't rest; it went over Peggy's shoulder and stared intently at the scorch marks on the open ground.

The dense geometric lines gleamed with a dark, burnt light in the morning glow.

"Is this the miracle you were talking about?"

After seamlessly switching from German to English, Manny frowned as he looked at the marks on the ground.

He really found it hard to believe what kind of miracle it was.

These are just charcoal marks that look like they were just smeared on...

He now genuinely suspects that his deputy, who has gone from a devout believer to a bloodthirsty man over the years, may be gradually developing some mental problems.

perhaps……

Does he need to find a new deputy?

"Yes!"

Peggy approached Manny with some excitement.

She was completely oblivious to Manny's suspicions, and instead began to explain to Manny in detail what she had seen and heard and her own analysis.

Manny listened quietly as Peggy excitedly recounted the rainbow that had torn through the night sky.

Listen to Peggy describe the unnatural scene of the silent fall, and the scorch mark magic circle deeply engraved into the earth before your eyes.

After listening to the whole thing.

Manny's face, which was always masquerading as one of feigned compassion.

At that moment, he didn't show any expression; instead, he remained calm.

His gaze fell on the charred geometric lines, but he still couldn't see any miracle in them; they seemed quite ordinary.

The certainty in Peggy's words did not interfere with his judgment.

Manny Chambers is an extremely eccentric contradiction.

He wove myths about a "god of nature" and exploited the ignorance and fear of his followers to live a life of extravagance and debauchery.

But he was a materialist.

He believes in the market value of medicine, especially human organ transplantation.

He believed in modern communications because satellite phones were the lifeline for his remote headquarters to maintain contact with the outside world.

He believes more in the greed and folly of human nature, because this is the foundation of his career.

But he doesn't believe in God!
He, who seemed to be the one most deserving of faith in God, actually knew better than anyone else that God was a fraud.

Without having witnessed the eerie rainbow light that Peggy had described, he would never have associated the scorched marks on the magic circle before him with a miracle.

Even if you see a rainbow.

He wouldn't believe in God either.

To Manny, the rainbow of colors described by Peggy was nothing more than the distortion and refraction of the ever-changing aurora borealis under specific atmospheric conditions in Alaska.

In addition, Peggy was in a state of high spirits after participating in the sacrificial ceremony last night, and also experienced some visual hallucinations due to lack of sleep.

As for the scorched earth magic array in front of us...

Although it looks very strange.

But in a country where performance artists would burn down an entire forest for a spectacle, it could very well just be a work of art.

After all, this free country is full of extraordinary people!

Otherwise, why would he have traveled all the way to this country to deceive people?

What you see before you could very well be the work of some wealthy madman who, in pursuit of some kind of art, brought specially made laser equipment or fuel to the depths of this primeval forest to create an unknown piece of land art, leaving behind an inexplicable trace.

This makes perfect sense.

However, although Manny thought this way, he did not expose Peggy on the surface. Instead, he agreed to cooperate with her decision to send people around when he got back.

Manny's face almost instantly switched to a perfectly timed expression of excitement.

He turned to Peggy, his voice deep and infectious: “Peggy, my sister! Your piety and insight always bring enlightenment. This mark is so profound, so extraordinary. Even if it is not a direct manifestation of the God of Nature, it must be proof of some higher power! It is an immense blessing that we, the Church of Nature Baptism, have been chosen to witness such a vision!”

“You’re right, we must take this seriously! I’ll immediately arrange for people to conduct a thorough patrol, centered on this ‘land of miracles’!”

Manny went along with her words, saying that they were going to look for other miracles.

But actually, the feeling is that since that performance artist has come here to do art, we need to find him.

That damned, bored artist!
They've even started doing performance art near his territory.

The straight-line distance from here to their core base area, where they hid human sacrifices, processed organs, and conducted those shady transactions, is actually quite close.

That madman managed to sneak here so quietly and make such a big fuss; it's hard to say he might have inadvertently discovered something during the creative process.

Manny cannot afford the slightest mistake.

A barely perceptible ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

The valuable livers, kidneys, and corneas of the "lambs" sacrificed in the last round are now safely stored in a specially made low-temperature refrigerated box deep inside the base, waiting for professional logistics personnel to pick them up in two days.

The black market value of these goods would be enough for him to splurge for quite some time.

Any potential threat, even a lost little mouse, must be eliminated immediately.

We must not allow his underground kingdom to be exposed to even the slightest risk because of this absurd accident.

For Peggy, the exploration of miracles was nothing more than a complete clearing operation.

Thinking about the goods in the cold storage, Manny felt an even stronger sense of urgency.

He gave a stern order to the two burly men guarding the scene: "Protect this place! This is a sanctuary! Peggy, we must go back immediately and gather manpower to launch a full-scale search! For the glory of the God of Nature..."

The words have not yet fallen.

A loud explosion rang out in the distance.

The sound traveled very far.

It caused everyone present to instinctively look in that direction.

(End of this chapter)