I would rather betray the gods

On the internet, an opinion may be the personal thought of the publisher.

However, if similar viewpoints continue to emerge, then such viewpoints are very likely the will of Heaven, a mystery revealed by Heaven through the thoughts of all living beings at a necessary juncture.

After organizing the data for a period of time, the Baolong Group discovered that there are increasingly more voices online saying that the Holy King's emergence from seclusion is imminent.

If this is a message from Heaven, then the true Holy King is like a sprout emerging from the cracked earth, ready to spring forth.

"That's strange. Why have several of the good fortune tellers I follow stopped updating? One of them even deleted his account."

"That's what everyone said in Qinghechong."

Looking around the room, Yuebai was busy observing Qingyuan's every move, while Youzi and Qingjiao sat at the opposite table, each engrossed in fiddling with their phones, and no one responded to him.

In the end, it was Old Xu, who came back from fetching water, who told him, "Those fortune tellers believe that their mission is to deliver messages at this stage. Now that the Holy King is about to appear, they choose to retire after accomplishing their task."

"I understand. Some fortune tellers leave and some new ones come. They are like a relay race until the true saint appears in the public eye."

Qinghe understands immediately.

Hey, you're teachable.

Old Xu gave him a thumbs-up as he sat back down. Once seated, he winked at Yuebai, reminding her to look over at the pomelo and green peppers.

Those two? They're both lovesick!

How could Yuebai not notice? She rolled her eyes and ignored it.

Ever since Pisces installed an interstellar satellite on Blue Fat Star, Yuzu has become a completely different person, spending all day glued to her phone, a hundred times more obsessed than Green Pepper!

"I really can't figure out how the true saint came into being. Was it like a flower bud suddenly blooming, or was it gradually known to the world?"

The more information she saw, the more questions arose, and Qinghe raised another one.

Although this question was asked casually, it concerned the mystery of how the Holy King was born, so even though Green Pepper and Yuzu were engrossed in their respective mobile phone worlds, they couldn't help but look up like everyone else.

The crowd looked at each other, unable to respond.

Finally, it was Old Xu again, leisurely sipping his tea and sharing his insights:

That person was like a rare flower that suddenly bloomed, and then slowly became known to more and more people in the world.

After all, the title of "Holy King" is not self-proclaimed, but rather a title of respect bestowed upon him by the world after he made certain achievements. Even if he were to stand before the world now, who would recognize him as such?

After listening to Lao Xu's explanation, everyone nodded thoughtfully.

Just then, a commotion arose from the windows facing the street, with the sounds of gongs and drums and cheers from the crowd.

The monotonous office life was like a sudden welcome rain, and everyone got up and leaned towards the window.

Judging from the banner, it turns out to be another "Holy King" who has recently risen to prominence and amassed countless followers.

This person, named Li Liheng, became an internet sensation after publishing a series of theories online.

His ideas are rooted in the thoughts of ancient sages, yet he also offers many entirely new insights, leading his fans to exclaim that a true saint has been born. He neither claims nor denies this, displaying an attitude of doing things his own way and not caring about the opinions of the world.

In short, many aspects of him coincide with numerous prophecies. Those who believe in him firmly believe that he is the true saint, while those who do not believe in him dare not make any conclusions because he is so similar to the prophet.

Therefore, not only commoners but also high-ranking officials and dignitaries were welcoming "Li Sheng" on the streets. Upon seeing this, the Baolong Team also put down their work and rushed to the factory to see what was going on.

At this moment, the only person who could remain calm in the face of such a prominent figure arriving on the street was probably Qingyuan.

He merely glanced out the window to see what was happening, then returned to his desk to continue with his work. Throughout the entire process, his expression remained completely unchanged, as if the commotion outside was nothing more than a rural market day, nothing surprising...

The street is right below the window, seemingly within reach, but to actually walk onto it, you need to leave the factory area and go around to the back; the actual distance is quite far.

When Old Xu arrived with the group, he was panting heavily, exclaiming that he was too old and his legs couldn't keep up with the young people.

When he bent down to massage his legs and looked up again, he was dumbfounded. The main group had disappeared, and only Yuebai was standing nearby, looking into the distance.

"Where are the others?" Old Xu asked her as he caught up with her.

Yuebai didn't answer, but instead nudged him to look into the distance.

What could be more noteworthy than the 'Holy King'?

Old Xu looked over with a puzzled expression, but his gaze, which had only been casually dabbling in the area, was immediately drawn to that direction.

Isn't that person standing over there?

As he got older, not only did his legs become weaker, but his memory also suffered. He clearly remembered the person in the distance, but he just couldn't recall their name. Helpless, he looked to Yuebai for help.

"Yu Qiuyue," Yuebai informed him.

Yes, yes, yes, she was the kind person I met when I first arrived, a female composer who was somewhat famous!

Once you understand one thing, you understand everything. Old Xu slapped his forehead, his mind racing. "What's she doing here? Could she also be here to see the Holy King?"

"It might be someone else."

The unique resonance between women made Yuebai skeptical. Looking into Yu Qiuyue's affectionate eyes in the distance, she couldn't help but follow her gaze to the other side.

Unfortunately, she was only as tall as a child, barely reaching the shoulders of those around her, so she couldn't see anything...

In the bustling crowd, Yuzu and Green Pepper were the first to break through the human wall and reach the front row. Looking back, they realized they had already separated from the others.

Then let's each look at our own things, and the two of them squeezed closer to the 'Holy King'.

Upon closer inspection, a large desk was covered with books on the theory of "The Holy King," and people patiently lined up in a long queue just to get an autograph.

The "Holy King" sat at the table, diligently signing one book after another.

The workload was heavy, but he always maintained a faint smile, giving people a sage-like elegance.

"This person's head looks even bigger in person than it does online. How can their head be so big?"

Yuzu looked at Li Liheng and said.

"How about we call him Li Big Head?"

The green peppers complemented it perfectly.

The two shared the same feeling: they were not satisfied with this style of "Holy King".

Yes, this person performs very well in every aspect, and his words and actions are very much like those of an ancient sage, but no matter how you look at it, it's almost like a poor imitation.

But people don't consider that the problems of human civilization that even the ancient sages couldn't solve, can a contemporary "sage king" who imitates the ancients and whose theories are even extensions of those ancient ones lead humanity to solve them?

"If you two aren't genuinely interested in getting the books, then get lost!"

The people in line, however, believed them without question. The old woman behind them tolerated their cutting in line, but when they started talking rudely, she started cursing and even slapped the green pepper next to her.

The slap landed squarely on the green pepper's cheek, making a loud noise.

"Feed..." Yuzu heard it clearly and turned around to argue, but was stopped by Green Pepper.

"It's better to avoid trouble. Let's just obediently accept the book." Green Pepper said, her face flushed, while pressing down on Yuzu's shoulders.

There was really nothing to say to this shrew, so Yuzu had no choice but to give up.

When Green Pepper pressed down on his shoulder, he could clearly feel that Green Pepper's hands were trembling. After spending so much time together, he realized that Green Pepper was not only honest and upright, but also had a weak mentality.

"Come out with me in a bit."

Just as Yuzu was lost in thought, Green Pepper suddenly spoke to him.

"Oh...where to?"

Yuzu agreed without thinking, but doubts arose in her mind a moment later.

As he asked the question, he looked at the green pepper again. Well, its complexion had already returned to normal, and the speed was beyond imagination.

So... is green pepper's mental fortitude good or bad?