So I'm a sheep.

Is that really so exaggerated?

Angie opened her mouth, but then immediately fell silent.

At times like this, there's no need for her to say anything more; just let Saya bask in happiness.

beep--

My phone vibrated unexpectedly. When I opened it, I saw that it was a speech invitation from two group admins.

"Who is it that's bothering you at this hour?" Angie asked, annoyed.

"Two assistants of a major investor invited me to give a speech at an auditorium."

"A speech, you?" Angie was taken aback.

"That won't work."

Saya said with her head held high, "It's just expressing my feelings, it's not difficult."

Volume 1: Chapter 749 God Speaks to Me

Even so, Saya was actually quite nervous about giving her first speech ever.

I downloaded several successful speech videos to watch and carefully noted down many speech tips.

These actions naturally drew sharp criticism from Angie, but in the end she still offered some reliable advice.

"Why not just hire someone to write a speech and then read it aloud?"

I won't hire anyone; just reading from a script feels too unprofessional.

'...'

'I can write one myself and then store the draft in a memory bank.'

Well, it seems like this is no different from reading directly from a script.

In conclusion, Saya was well-prepared and strived to make her first speech a perfect success.

I arrived at my destination an hour early on the agreed date.

After sending a message to each of the two group leaders, the attendant warmly welcomed Saya into the hall.

But as soon as Saya looked around, she sensed that something was wrong.

This place seems a bit too luxurious. Well, the club's founder is a tycoon and doesn't care about that.

But with such a small club, is it really necessary to rent a 1,000-seat auditorium?

Just then, the two group leaders walked quickly toward her, and Saya took the opportunity to ask the question that had been on her mind.

"Haha, your preconceived notions about our club will probably be completely overturned today."

The woman said earnestly, "The outside world's understanding of our club is superficial; they just think it's a private club formed by a few rich people because of their eccentricities."

"Yes and no."

"For a long time, the Quarter Club was indeed just a private club; but one day 55 years ago, the Righteous Mutual Aid Society took a liking to the club and officially developed it into its subordinate organization."

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The Righteous People Mutual Aid Society?

Saya blinked, sensing that things were getting complicated.

"I have never lied to you."

The group leader of the quarter group revealed a sly smile: "It's just that I didn't tell you all about the club that day."

The reason you're telling me this now is because you consider me one of your own?

"The Righteous People Mutual Aid Association is not a suspicious organization."

The group leader of the three-quarters group also spoke up: "You can find its general information online. The reason why we concealed the fact that the club was one of its subordinate organizations was simply because there was no need to publicize it."

Is that really all there is to it...?

"Look."

The woman searched for "Righteous People Mutual Aid Society" on her phone in front of Saya, and when she saw the information that popped up, Saya felt much more at ease.

It turns out that this organization was jointly founded by two great sages, with impeccable credentials!

"Am I now a full member of the mutual aid society?" Saya asked eagerly.

"We'll register you after the speech."

Hmm, I'd better do my best during the speech later.

Seemingly sensing Saya's nervousness, the two group leaders smiled and reassured her that today's guests were all gentlemen and ladies.

Besides, we're all compatriots, so there's nothing to worry about.

With a mix of trepidation and anticipation, people began to arrive at the auditorium.

"..."

So many familiar faces!

They are either big business leaders who have been featured in the Daily Planet or politicians who frequently appear on television.

There were also high-ranking military officials, including one general, Saya, whom I had some contact with.

Lieutenant General Duke had previously received his greetings along with her teammates when she was in the Special Forces.

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"Uncle Philip, the water at the Quarter Club isn't as 'a little deep' as you make it out to be."

'But you hid it so well before, why are you suddenly doing this now...'

Wait a minute, it seems that His Excellency the Chief Executive is in trouble lately, and there are many calls to impeach him.

Looking around, Saya noticed that none of these big shots seemed to care about her, the 'protagonist,' but were instead gathered in small groups discussing something. She vaguely sensed that a huge storm was about to sweep through Calissis.

So, am I on a pirate ship or have I latched onto a powerful patron?

Judging from the relaxed expressions of those big shots in conversation, it seems more likely that they've managed to get on the good side of someone powerful.

Lost in thought, Saya felt someone gently push her.

"It's your turn to go on stage."

"Oh!"

Saya walked stiffly to the podium and suddenly wondered why the two group leaders wanted her to give a speech.

A round of enthusiastic applause erupted, and the VIPs in the audience stopped their conversations and joined in the applause.

Their gazes toward Saya were filled with warmth and approval, and in this atmosphere, the latter suddenly felt less nervous.

"Distinguished guests, good afternoon."

"..."

"Originally, I had prepared a long speech in advance."

"But for some reason, I suddenly feel like saying something else now."

An inexplicable impulse rose in my heart, and I could not suppress it.

"I still remember the satisfaction and excitement I felt when I first walked out of the medical center."

"I have finally achieved my dream, I have finally become 'complete'!"

"It's as if a deity is reviving within me. That feeling, that feeling, is something even my closest friends and blood relatives cannot comprehend, but everyone here should understand!"

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Ah, I understand, of course I understand!

It's as if a deity is reviving within her? What a wonderful description.

The two group leaders stared at Saya on the stage in astonishment. Inviting her to give a speech was just a whim of some big shot.

Unexpectedly, she performed beyond expectations; it seems we can have high hopes for her?

"In a daze, God said to me—the spirit of machinery and the secrets of technology are superior to the mortal body."

Saya said slowly, "I was very frightened, worried that something had gone wrong with the surgery, which caused me to have terrible auditory hallucinations."

Then God said—

"Praising cleverness is your duty, protecting cleverness is your source of peace, and comforting cleverness is the foundation of your survival."

Ignoring the commotion below the stage, Saya laughed loudly, "Hearing this, I am no longer afraid."

"Because I know."

"This is neither a sign of my mental derangement, nor is it some nameless evil spirit whispering in my ear."

Amidst a cacophony of strange and unsettling gazes, Saya shouted—

"Ring the bell once! Push the lever to start the piston and pump!"

"Sound the bell twice! Press the button, start the engine, ignite the turbine, and inject life!"

"Ring the great bell three times! Sing in unison, praising the god of all machines!"

Volume 1: Chapter 750 The Dream Weaver

"The great God is with us, and we are all God's chosen ones!"

The entire auditorium fell silent; everyone stared wide-eyed.

Several burly men rushed onto the stage and dragged Saya off. She did not resist at all, as she had recovered from the inexplicable frenzy she had just experienced.

Oh, great god of all machines, behold the foolish things I have done!

With the help of a major investor, he completed his 100% cybernetic transformation ahead of schedule and unintentionally boarded a ship that might one day be incredibly successful in Calicus.

A bright future is beckoning to me...

How did she suddenly go insane?