So I'm a sheep.

"The church has elected a new bishop, um, what's his name again?"

Helen thought for a moment, but couldn't recall the name of that random passerby.

"Uh"

The little girl asked in astonishment, "Without an intelligence network, how would you know those details?"

Whether the cult is real or not, or whether the third catastrophe is coming, it's all top secret.

Helen is practically a homebody now; without an intelligence network, where would she get her information?

"Once you reach a higher level, you'll naturally understand some things."

"The current state of the Spirit of Resurrection, the lurking disaster, the movements of the Order..."

"None of these can escape my eyes."

"..."

"Dear Helen, when will the third disaster strike? Will the plants mutate collectively this time?"

"Want to know?"

"miss you!"

The little girl nodded vigorously: "I also want to know why the Order didn't receive a second round of technical support. Has the Machine God really abandoned this world?"

"I want to know!"

"Mmm"

Miss Celestial Spirit said with a smile, "I'm not telling you."

Book 1: Chapter 192 A Deserved Devotion

As it turned out, Helen was absolutely right.

More than half a month has passed, and everything is calm.

Not only did the anticipated retaliation not occur, but the Church of Destiny's treatment in Aran City was not reduced in the slightest.

The base still provides free breakfast and dinner, offers dedicated transportation, and ensures that the police arrive quickly if anything happens at the church.

Sometimes, the young girl has the illusion that the church and the mechanical cult are still in the honeymoon period.

"The disaster is not over yet, and everyone needs to remain vigilant."

“I am not exaggerating. In times of despair, faith in our Lord is the only hope for salvation.”

"Huh? That's a rumor. I'm not a superhuman."

After the missionary work was finished, the little girl, as usual, selected some of the questions from the group to answer.

The online environment is much better now than before. In the past, no matter how a young girl answered, she would inexplicably encounter some people who used foul language.

Nowadays, such unpleasant experiences no longer occur, perhaps because people have developed a sense of awe and are much more civilized when typing.

'Your Excellency, my daughter is a devout follower of the Goddess.'

'She tragically died in the last disaster. Will she be able to ascend to heaven?'

Upon seeing the two lines of text scrolling across the screen, the little girl's expression froze.

She remained motionless for a long time until the question was raised again, at which point Sasha slowly began to type.

Your daughter is already enjoying bliss in heaven.

This answer was met with a flood of praise for the goddess, almost overflowing the screen.

The little girl sighed, and with mixed feelings, she announced to everyone, "The Q&A session is over. See you tomorrow night at 7 pm."

"..."

To be honest, I've never even seen what the celestial realm looks like.

If I could become a high angel someday, I should be able to go there and take a look.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. Let me check what the big news is recently."

The little girl clicked on the week's trending topics and found that the topic of 'cyborgs' was extremely popular.

What's going on? After the enhanced humans, how come there's now a modified human?

Sasha looked at it carefully for a while before she understood what was going on.

In short, in order to prevent people from easily losing their lives in future disasters, the government has decided to launch a policy to benefit the people.

Adult citizens can undergo semi-mechanical modifications at specialized institutions after paying a substantial fee.

This semi-mechanical modification does not affect any normal bodily functions, and there is no difference in appearance from one's original self.

The only change is that you will go from an ordinary person who is powerless in the face of disaster to a 'hero' who can protect his family and the city.

'Wake up one day and you'll be Superman!'

Envious of those enhanced individuals? Now you can too.

The incidence of phantom fasciitis has decreased significantly; you won't be the next lucky one.

Looking at the large promotional slogan, the little girl couldn't help but squint her eyes.

In order to prepare for the impending disaster, does the cult plan to transform humans into cyborgs?

Aside from madness, the little girl couldn't think of anything else.

Clicking into the comments section, she unsurprisingly saw people hysterically cursing this 'beneficial policy'.

"A madman, inhuman, and anti-human!"

"How many things are they still hiding from us? Hasn't the disaster already passed?"

"The end of the world has come! Believe in the Goddess and you will have eternal life!"

"Bullshit! Nothing has changed. We're not even human anymore, and you say nothing has changed?"

"Will the brain also be modified? How terrifying."

"No one really wants to become a robot, right? No way! No way!"

"May the whole family of the person who proposed this policy die a horrible death."

"Haha, let's call it a day. The renovation costs are so high, we commoners can't afford it."

"The human heart is a hundred times more terrifying than mutated beasts!"

"..."

'Right now, the resistance might be intense, and the cult might slow down. But now that this plan has been proposed, they will absolutely see it through to the end.'

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"There have been fewer people coming to the church lately."

"Could it be that Aquaman is going to make a move?"

"No, everyone went to the city hall for a sit-in protest."

"Um, because of that 'benefit-the-people policy'?"

Listening to the priests' discussion, Lola became somewhat uneasy.

"Sigh, everyone's very dissatisfied with the city government right now. Dad must be under a lot of pressure."

'He won't answer my calls, honestly, don't make me worry about him for no reason!'

"Lola"

The little girl's voice suddenly rang out beside her, startling Lola so much that she trembled.

"Wow ah ah!"

The girl pressed her hand to her chest and said tremblingly, "Sasha, you almost scared me to death."

"Come with me to the lounge, I'll show you a video."

Before Lola could say anything, the little girl grabbed her hand and walked away.

"Hey, slow down, slow down, what's the rush?"

Upon arriving at the lounge, Lola took the little girl's phone with a puzzled look.

"Live broadcast, reporters are interviewing your father."

Lola's expression froze instantly, and she quickly opened the video.

"Mayor Carlos, as the first cyborg in Alan City, what are your special feelings?"

"no"

What prompted you to make this decision?

"Disasters are unpredictable. I just want to survive, that's all."

"Are you experiencing any physical discomfort? Will the transformation process be very painful?"

"I felt no discomfort. I was given general anesthesia during the modification, so I didn't feel anything at all."

The man answered the reporters' questions expressionlessly, his face as if wearing a cold mask.

"Mr. Mayor, after your body is mechanized, does it still truly belong to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is it possible for someone else to manipulate your body using advanced equipment?"

"Hehe, you're having some wishful thinking."

"After all, even the human brain can be modified..."

“My body has changed, my brain has changed, but my soul has not changed,” Carlos said calmly.

"Oh, the soul?"

"Mr. Mayor, do you have any religious beliefs?"

"Everyone in Alan has faith."