As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

Those gods who regard humans as food actually emit a more dangerous aura after consuming large numbers of humans. Similar to demons, they seem to be at risk of alienation and corruption.

His talk of cleansing the world, as he told Paimon, was not a pretext or excuse.

'Some answers still need to be sought from the gods.' Tendou Kagura sighed inwardly. He had been searching for history for some time but had not found any clues.

But there's no rush. Some questions don't need to be answered; he'll just do what needs to be done.

At present, integrating the alliance between humans and the gods is the top priority.

Kagura's eyes were glassy and clear, with an Earth floating in each eye.

Today, Tendou Kagura can indeed observe every aspect of the Earth in great detail, but if he has to maintain this kind of consumption at all times, the depletion of his mental energy will be terrifying, the mental burden will be enormous, and he will soon be exhausted.

Therefore, he is now using a macro perspective to roughly grasp the direction and has a clear view of the Earth's condition. If any god is doing evil, he will be exposed.

……

Yuzuru Nishimiya lay idly on his small bed, fiddling with his camera and occasionally picking up his phone. But seeing no new message notifications, he scratched his head in frustration, making his neat short hair a little messy.

She dragged herself to the balcony, gazing at the setting sun. Her steps faltered, and she leaned against the wall, hiding in the shadows to watch the view outside.

Two days have passed, and those trails in the sky have completely disappeared.

But she still felt that this world was extremely unfamiliar.

A look of confusion crossed her clear eyes, and she finally sighed helplessly.

"Yuzuru, what's bothering you?"

Grandma Gong sat in the living room and asked with a smile.

"I'm a little concerned about it, it's that!" Yuzuru said, pointing to it.

This is a declaration to the world, that all beings in the universe must heed this…

To put it another way: Look at me, everyone, I have something to announce.

If she were walking down the street and heard someone say something like that, she would most likely assume it was a salesperson and might even join in the conversation.

But a fart from a deity is no ordinary sound, and many people are searching for the source of that mysterious sound. Many speculative posts have appeared online, but none of them have been confirmed.

Yuzuru just felt that the mysterious sound was somewhat familiar, but since it didn't seem to fit reality, she didn't think much of it.

"Isn't Grandma worried? I see news reports on TV about so many people dying." Yuzuru looked at her grandmother, who was old and frail, but still seemed to be in good spirits.

A rough estimate has been made online that more than one million people have died as a result, but because many bodies have not been recovered, it is impossible to calculate the exact number in a short period of time.

This is not a trivial number...

“Yuzuru is worried about these things,” his mother-in-law said with a kind smile. “But this is not what anyone wanted to see, and there’s nothing we can do about it.”

She's older and more worldly-wise, so she's become more detached from many things. Even though this incomprehensible thing happened, she didn't dwell on it too much.

Yuzuru sat back down next to her with a grin, took her arm, and asked, "I remember Grandma is a Buddhist, right?"

"Yes, we must pray for the glass." The old woman smiled without showing her teeth; all her glasses had fallen out.

Yuzuru asked curiously, "Have you ever experienced a divine descent?" Her first thought was whether being a believer had any benefits.

If she has the means, she can pray to gods and Buddhas.

Well, she didn't have many wishes; she just wanted Shoko to live a peaceful and safe life free from disaster.

The mother-in-law thought for a moment, then took out a cross from her person and handed it to Yuzuru.

Yuzuru was a little dazed. "Grandma, aren't you a Buddhist?" She didn't remember that her mother-in-law had Alzheimer's.

Grandma Xigong said cheerfully, "I'm religious too, and it doesn't cost any money anyway."

She then pulled out a string of prayer beads.

"You can pray to it when you have nothing to do. Who knows, it might work. Consider it a good form of exercise."

"Furthermore, I've noticed that Yuzuru's sleep schedule seems to be quite irregular lately."

"No, not at all," Yuzuru said without changing his expression.

But recently she felt that she might have developed some kind of mental illness due to excessive stress.

She is afraid of light and prefers darkness, hiding during the day and active at night. She is lazy during the day and can't sleep at night. She always feels that there is something in the darkness, like a terrible monster lurking there. She often listens with her eyes open, but in reality there is nothing there.

Damn it, I'm hallucinating!

May all gods swiftly come to my aid; if I fail to comply, may I be punished in Fengdu. Chapter Nine: Let's begin with food.

Yuzuru thought it was worth considering things like worshipping gods.

She used to keep her distance from such things, believing that gods were merely objects of human spiritual sustenance or fantasy.

Even if she does have a mental illness, she doesn't need to worship them; she can overcome it on her own.

But now the existence of gods has been confirmed.

The official response was neither a denial nor a detailed explanation. Daily reports simply stated that times have changed, without specifying exactly what has changed.

If there truly are compassionate deities, could miracles really occur?

Glass has inherent defects; perhaps it's not impossible to hope for divine intervention.

She asked her mother-in-law for detailed information.

Some elderly people are bored at home and often worship gods. They have not completely broken free from old-fashioned ideas and are quite dependent on religion. They generally have faith.

They have their own social circles and often travel together.

Grandma Nishimiya was just one of the masses, but she had visited many shrines to pray for Shoko's well-being and protection from disaster, and the amulets she obtained filled a small box.

Yuzuru had also heard about it, mainly because recently many religious sects have been advertising in ways that are very much in line with modern people's thinking. Even photography websites are promoting their content, and non-members have to watch for thirty seconds, which makes her furious.

The world is in chaos, but thankfully it won't amount to much.

Even though those streaks across the sky have disappeared, they are not something any deity can disregard.

Yuzuru then returned the religious items to his mother-in-law.

She is pretty and sweet-talking to her mother-in-law, winning her favor, but she is cold and domineering to outsiders. She has been sensible since childhood, which is heartbreaking.

"Grandma, it's fine to believe in Buddha and worship gods, but don't believe the small advertisements posted on the wall." She blinked, looking clever and mischievous, worried that her mother-in-law might be scammed.

We are no longer in the feudal era. Although this country is still very traditional, there is a fundamental difference between the thoughts of modern people and those of the ancients.

"Oh dear, is Yuzuru starting to worry about me too?" The old woman smiled, not taking it to heart. Although she was old, she wasn't losing her mind; she was sharp-eyed and quick-witted.

"But things won't be very peaceful from now on."

"It's okay, Yuzuru. Don't let those things blind you."

The phone screen on the table suddenly lit up; someone had sent a message. Yuzuru glanced at it.

Grandma Nishimiya smiled and nodded in acknowledgment. Yuzuru immediately chuckled, picked up his phone, and crawled back into his small cubicle, pulling the curtain closed.

In the darkness, she saw Suzuka's reply. She said she had moved, and her words were very plain, quite different from her previous chatting style.

Because of those sudden disasters, all aspects of society have been affected. It is said that many people at the top are working non-stop, with special planes never stopping, and high-level officials are discussing future matters.

This is just the beginning; it will be even busier in the future.

More importantly, there's the matter of dealing with the aftermath—which is even more troublesome because you have to deal with the emotionally charged family members. Forget about compensation; you can't even offer an explanation. All you can do is tell them that the murderer has been brought to justice. Experts have little credibility in this kind of situation; otherwise, the agitated public will question whether your family member is dead or not.

Many people organized marches, demanding an explanation, or else they would violently storm government offices, causing paralysis in some countries.

The situation in Japan is also far from ideal. Dozens of people died in a neighboring city, swallowed up by something unseen in broad daylight. Surveillance footage and videos have been leaked, and after watching them, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Tokyo fared even worse, with an entire apartment building in a wealthy neighborhood being wiped out, a scene of utter carnage, prompting the Metropolitan Police Department to collectively bow in apology.

Chiba was lucky enough to escape unscathed from the torrent, but the Chiba Shrine attributed this to Hokushin Myōken-no-Seishō.

It is said that some people saw the enshrined statues glowing... but this was later dismissed as a rumor, and regardless of whether it was true or false, it was all considered fake.

Because that's what people say all over the world, but miracles don't happen so easily, and it's hard to tell whether it's a miracle or a disaster.

However, many schools in Chiba were closed for several days as a result, and she and Suzuka had not seen each other for three days.

The notice above intends to encourage people to stay home as much as possible and not go out, thus increasing their burden.

The more chaotic the world becomes, the more powerful the support is needed; otherwise, it will be impossible to safely weather the ensuing chaos.

In reality, people can't voice their opinions, but online they are making a huge fuss that can't be contained. We can't physically disconnect everyone from the internet, that's unrealistic.

Many quick-thinking individuals have already deduced the future situation based on existing clues; their predictions are largely similar and highly credible.

It all boils down to eight words: when gods fight, mortals suffer.

Why are you moving?

When Yuzuru saw Suzuka's message, his heart jumped. Could something have happened to Nii-chan?

"My brother has something to do and has gone on a long trip."

This is how Suzuka responded.

Yuzuru asked a few more questions and quickly learned about Suzuka's current situation. She was currently living at the home of Nii-chan's teacher—which was not surprising, as Suzuka Ise was unable to live independently and needed someone to take care of her. The only strange thing was that she had been entrusted to a teacher.

But she looked at the chat interface with a puzzled expression, feeling that Suzuka seemed a little strange.

Well... she's not as enthusiastic as before, and her words even have a cold feel to them.

"Suzuka-chan, is something wrong?" Without hesitation, she dialed Suzuka's number and asked this question directly.

"No," Suzuka said listlessly on the other end of the phone.

"Did you have a fight with Nii-chan?" After thinking it over, this was the only possibility. Suzuka was not very mature, while Nii-chan was too mature, so conflicts were inevitable.

Suzuka Ise remained silent, holding her phone in both hands in front of her, her small face expressionless, unsure how to express her feelings.

Yuzuru Nishimiya is her only friend.

"I don't want to go on like this anymore." Her voice sounded somewhat low.

She was like a rootless duckweed, drifting with the tide. A single wave of fate could knock her to the ground without even glancing back at her.

All she asks for is a peaceful and stable life. Is that too much to ask?

The gods have returned, millions have died or been injured, but what does that have to do with her?

That was someone who had promised her, someone whose fate was intertwined with hers!