American Comics: Something's Wrong with This Superhero World

Chapter 235 Recruiting People

Tokyo Bay Fleet Base is America's most important naval base facility in the Western Pacific, and also the headquarters of America's Seventh Fleet. The USS Ronald Reagan aircraft carrier is stationed here.

As Amelia's de facto ruler in Japan, her army enjoys extraordinary privileges here. Not only can they commit crimes with impunity, but even though it is Japanese territory, Japanese aircraft are prohibited from flying in the surrounding airspace. Only Amelia and aircraft authorized by Amelia are allowed to fly.

However, today an uninvited guest arrived in the skies above the Tokyo Bay Fleet base. Xiao Xian flew down from the clouds and stood above the base, looking down at the Tokyo Bay Fleet base.

"Leave within half an hour, or stay here forever."

Xiao Xian's voice wasn't loud, but under the influence of Set's divine power, it was clearly transmitted throughout the entire Tokyo Bay Fleet base.

In the headquarters, the Commander-in-Chief angrily slammed a $1280 coffee cup on the floor. The Deputy Commander swallowed hard and forced a question.

"Should we retreat? Half an hour isn't enough time to take all the equipment. Xiao Xian has a deal with the Dragon Kingdom, and the equipment left here is probably..."

In fact, the deputy commander wanted to run away, since the equipment wasn't his. But he couldn't show it, at least he couldn't suggest that the commander run away, otherwise he would have to go to a military court when he got back.

After watching the video of Xiao Xian's sweeping victory over the Japanese Self-Defense Forces, the deputy commander clearly understood two things:

First, just as the intelligence reports, the ancient Egyptian god of death, Set, has descended upon Xiao Xian. Xiao Xian is now a true god among men, and is not someone that ordinary mortals like them can deal with, not even the Seventh Fleet.

Second, Xiao Xian is not a saint. Killing the Japanese Self-Defense Force members is no different from killing chickens. Moreover, not only did he kill them, but he also took their souls afterward. It is definitely not a wise choice to oppose such a person.

Moreover, the deputy commander knew that it wasn't just him; the commander-in-chief and other senior executives were just as terrified, and everyone had started praying before meals recently.

Unlike the soldiers below who were completely terrified by Xiao Xian and knew little about him, and who even converted to worship Xiao Xian in desperation, these high-ranking soldiers knew that their leader was also a true god, and were not necessarily afraid of Xiao Xian.

However, considering everyone's actions, it's questionable whether the boss will bail himself out.

"F**k!" Pulling back the curtains, the Commander-in-Chief pointed at the officers outside, their faces etched with panic and fear, and said, "If we utter a single word of refusal, those officers and soldiers outside will tear us apart and surrender to Xiao Xian!"

"So you mean we should evacuate?" The deputy commander forced back a smile. Who wants to die when they can live? The Japanese have already given up; do you expect the Americans to fight to the death?

"No, we need to be democratic about this. Let's call all the senior officials and vote on it collectively." The commander-in-chief shook his head. Everyone wanted to live, and he couldn't take the blame alone.

In a time of urgency and facing a life-or-death crisis, the senior officers of the Seventh Fleet unanimously passed a resolution to evacuate as quickly as possible.

Upon landing on the deck of the USS Ronald Reagan, Xiao Xian was somewhat surprised to find that the soldiers around him were not very hostile towards him. On the contrary, quite a few of them seemed to be his followers.

"My Lord! Can you tell us what the world after death is like?!" A crew member on the deck saw Xiao Xian, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't contain his excitement as he asked Xiao Xian.

Although the others were still afraid, they all quietly pricked up their ears upon hearing this, clearly very curious about the topic.

"It depends on the situation," said Seth, who was on Xiao Xian's left. One of the advantages of his descent to the mortal realm was that it made it easy to recruit people and spread his teachings.

"If you sincerely believe in me, you will gain eternal life in my underworld after death. There you will not need to work, and you will have an endless supply of milk and honey, an endless supply of meat, and gold and jewels everywhere. On the contrary, if you do not believe in me, you will suffer painful torment until you are cleansed of your sins. And if you tread the path of heresy, after death you will be fed to a monster with the head of a crocodile, the upper body of a lion, and the hind legs of a hippopotamus, and you will never be able to reincarnate."

"Does your underworld have internet? Can you play online games? Is there cola? Are there hot girls?" the staff member asked. Immortality is great, but you still have to live a happy life. If there's no internet and no soda, it's not as good as serving in the military here.

As for the milk, honey, and meat that Seth mentioned, the staff didn't care at all. He had never been hungry in his life and didn't think that being able to eat these things was a kind of enjoyment. On the contrary, things like organic vegetables were much more expensive than meat.

As for the abundance of gold and jewels, although the staff did not perform well, they were able to work on the aircraft carrier deck and were therefore somewhat educated, not illiterate. Their limited knowledge of economics told them that once gold was everywhere, it would naturally become worthless.

"Uh," Seth hadn't really considered these issues. He knew about these things, but they would only affect the efficiency and sincerity of believers' prayers, so he wouldn't introduce them.

Indeed, compared to people in the 21st century, people before Christ were much easier to fool, especially slaves and commoners. Just a little bit of meat was enough to make them grateful and pray to each other every day.

"Different underworlds are different." Xiao Xian saw that Seth was stunned, and naturally understood that in the other's underworld, there were either tormented emotional power providers or fanatical supplicants. The internet, which could distract people and make them addicted, was naturally not welcomed by Seth.

But you can't say that in your propaganda. If you tell a 21st-century person that there's no internet, they might think that they don't need immortality.

Seeing Xiao Xian suddenly speak, the staff were puzzled as to why he was speaking with his hand and then his head, but considering that the other party was a god, it seemed quite reasonable.

"Take the hellish space I've built, for example," Xiao Xian said. A portion of the divine power generated by faith would be transformed into the world's origin and sent to him. Furthermore, Xiao Xian wanted to persuade some people to stay and help him operate the aircraft carrier.

"The hellish space I built is also known as Elysium. Not only is there internet, but the internet speed is extremely fast. All devices are at least 10 gigabits, and even the latency from the far left to the far right of the world is no more than one millisecond."

Xiao Xian explained in a serious tone that his current Hell Space was only so big, so it was difficult to have high latency.

"As for food, not only are soft drinks provided free, but there's also Sprite, KFC, and Burger King. Most importantly, there's even a succubus feeding service!"

"A succubus?!?!" Upon hearing this, the staff member swallowed hard and asked. The others also stared wide-eyed at Xiao Xian, afraid of missing any details. This hellish space felt a bit unorthodox, but... I really liked it.

(End of this chapter)