After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Feng Wanlai took out her phone and opened several social media platforms.

The trending topics on these social media platforms are mostly news about the deaths of elderly people. Of course, the deaths of healthy elderly people do not attract much social attention. The elderly people who die on the trending topics are either members of Congress or experts in a certain field.

Normally, the deaths of these bigwigs would have been enough in the past few weeks, but when I searched online, I found dozens of members of Congress had died, hundreds of experts from various fields had died suddenly, and thousands of capitalists in their seventies and eighties had died in their own homes.

The overwhelming death toll began to attract the attention of some young sociologists, who started to investigate further, and in doing so, some discovered something amiss.

For example, a police officer with 30 years of experience lives in a city of 100,000 people. The number of deaths in this city is roughly the same every year, but starting yesterday, the police officers learned that the number of deaths in their city has exceeded the total of ten normal years.

Some community workers have also discovered that the mortality rate among elderly people aged 70 to 80 and above in their communities has reached an alarming 95%.

Of course, such local statistics are unreliable, but a sufficiently large number of deaths still caused great social panic.

Amid this panic, numerous claims have emerged that the world is ending or that a virus has leaked from a government biological research institute.

The voices outside the door grew increasingly excited.

"Prophet! Our missionary work has progressed much faster, and we have many more followers..."

The believer outside the door swallowed hard.

"Ask us if we can receive the Lord's grace by offering sacrifices?"

The wind came late at night and blew a sigh.

The main income of the Tongxing organization comes from the offerings of its believers. However, in order to spread its own Tongxing, the Tongxing sect has many non-profit activities, such as giving away free food every once in a while.

Most of the superficial believers are attracted by food and "Korean" (a type of Korean food).

Now that this great calamity has begun, a large portion of these novice believers should be considering how to convert to the true faith.

"Can……"

Feng Wanlai got up from where she was lying and rubbed her head, her hair which was a little messy from sleeping for so long.

“I will consider holding charismatic ceremonies for these believers.”

After the Star Soul enters one's destiny, it is equivalent to sharing the divine power of the Ziwei Emperor. The original method of stealing the foundation of all living beings is transformed into enjoying the foundation of all living beings. Not only will one not be affected by the entropy increase buff, but one can also prolong life and gain many supernatural powers.

This is also the direction for Tongxing to spread its faith in the future. Feng Wan believes that no one can resist the temptation of the Star Soul entering one's destiny, and the future of Tongxing is simply bright.

Ironically, it was in this very light that he had once been held hostage.

Feng Wanlai was a little worried that Zhou Yan and the others might come looking for her again later, and then...

“Prophet, there are many people below who want to meet you. They are all very outstanding and can become candidates for our sect’s followers.”

The subordinate outside the door sounded somewhat insincere. Feng Wanlai could tell that all this talk about candidates and excellence was fake. Those people were probably just rich folks who had heard that their sect's god was very effective and had come here.

After giving his subordinates some money, they came to meet him and conveyed his desire to join the religion.

"I know, you go down first."

The footsteps faded away from behind the door.

Feng Wanlai paced back and forth in her bedroom, and after mentally preparing herself, she dialed her mother's number.

"mom……"

"Is there something you need that's late?"

Du Laiqiu's voice was so calm it was indifferent. Feng Wanlai's lips twitched. She could guarantee that even if her mother was attacked by Zhou Yan and the others, she hadn't thought about her.

However, upon reflection, it's not hard to understand. In reality, Zhou Yan attacked Du Laiqiu simply by making a phone call, and then was passively suppressed and beaten by Du Laiqiu.

As for deeper schemes like winning secretly through Du Laiqiu or being betrayed by an insider, none of those happened.

"That's right, some people here have started to want to join the church."

Du Laiqiu's voice began to sound somewhat smug.

“It’s not just you. My various sect branches have received many applications to join the sect. We all have the same goal: to expand.”

As evening fell, my thoughts became complicated.

"Yes, we need to expand, but Mom, you can't keep traveling all over the country, can you?"

The ritual of the Star Soul entering one's destiny requires the presence of Du Laiqiu, who has the destiny of the Heavenly Emperor. Therefore, if Du Laiqiu needs to recruit more believers, he should gather all the new believers in one place and bestow blessings upon them together.

Or they'll just travel all over the country.

"No need. I'll bring you a statue of myself later. Just follow the Star Soul Incarnation Ritual."

The wind came late at night, startling me.

"Mom, are you planning to create a god?!"

The so-called "deification" refers to the act of creating one's own idol as a deity to be worshipped and accepted by mortals. This practice was generally reserved for obscure, obscure deities; legitimate deities were only recognized through official appointment by the imperial court.

My mother used to look down on worshipping gods and spirits, and since it was pointless to make herself a god, she never did such a thing. But now she's starting to do it.

Du Laiqiu responded. (Shirt)

"Well, it's not perfect yet, but we should do what needs to be done. As for the government, I will wait for the federal government to recognize the legitimacy of our sect within three years at most."

Feng Wanlai took a breath. (Ling)

Her mother's tone basically confirmed that after three years, the Four Divine Beasts would no longer be able to suppress her and would have no choice but to compromise.

Du Laiqiu's voice came again.

"Give me five years, and all four divine beasts will grovel at my feet. I will be the only god in this world."

Feng Wanlai chuckled awkwardly.

"Then I'll wait to become the daughter of the One God."

Feng Wanlai hung up the phone.

Three years...

Five years...

This statement is probably false. Even if it isn't, it's not very valuable. Feng Wanlai wouldn't accept that her own mother would tell her useful information.

The woman didn't care about anyone but herself.

Feng Wanlai rubbed her stomach.

Before, I was so preoccupied that I had no appetite at all, but now that I've calmed down a bit, my stomach is starting to protest.

However, this was not a difficult problem to solve. Feng Wanlai walked to the closed-circuit telephone, dialed a number, and ordered a chicken rice.

Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Feng Wanlai, rubbing her stomach, came over and opened the door.

"mine……"

Feng Wanlai's expression changed as soon as she opened the door. The woman quickly pressed down on the door, trying to close it, but before she could, she placed a hand on the door and slowly, firmly and quickly pushed it open.

Erlang Shen pushed open the door and entered from outside, followed by Zhou Yan and Li Shuo.

Feng Wanlai watched helplessly as the three scoundrels entered her room.

Li Shuo, who was the last to enter, closed the door.

Zhou Yan was the first to walk to the sofa in the office and sit down, then patted his legs. ☆◇

"What are you standing there for? Come here."

Feng Wanlai walked up to Zhou Yan at the door.

Zhou Yan forced out an extremely sinister smile and said.

"It's a pity you're a prophet, not a saint."

The fall of the saint is clearly more exciting than the life education of the prophet.

Feng Wanlai suppressed her anger and said.

"What are you doing here? This is Tongxing!"

Aren't these guys afraid of being seen by Du Laiqiu?

The knocking sounded again, and Erlang Shen got up and went to open the door, returning with a bowl of chicken rice.

Zhou Yan touched his belly and said hurriedly.

"I'm hungry, give it to me."

Erlang Shen handed the chicken rice to Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan unwrapped the packaging, broke open the chopsticks, and, under Feng Wanlai's expectant gaze as she swallowed her saliva, put a piece of soy sauce chicken into his mouth, saying something indistinctly.

We need your help.

Feng Wanlai turned her head to the side, trying not to look at the chicken that Zhou Yan was chewing in his mouth and that smelled delicious.

"I already said that!"

Feng Wanlai's voice sounded aggrieved.

“Du Laiqiu doesn’t care about me at all. Look, I was even held hostage by you before, and I helped you, but Du Laiqiu seems to know nothing about it. He didn’t ask me anything about who you are!”

"I have absolutely no use to you!"

Zhou Yan's cheeks bulged out from being stuffed with chicken, and he turned towards Li Shuo.

"This woman said she has no value anymore."

Li Shuo spat out many strangely shaped Gu worms.

"It's worthless, that's easy to handle."

Li Shuo winked at Feng Wanlai.

"My baby insects are hungry."

Feng Wanlai "..."

"Alright alright."

Feng Wan raised her hands in surrender. She had long known that she was not someone who could not be subdued by force, and she had already surrendered six times before, so this surrender was even smoother than the last one.

"I've lost, I admit defeat. I'll do whatever you want me to do, I won't resist."

Zhou Yan, who was eating, clicked his tongue and pointed at Feng Wanlai with his chopsticks.

"You should have said that earlier. These days, guys don't know what cowardice is until they get a beating."

Zhou Yan ate a few mouthfuls of rice before speaking.

"What we need you to do isn't complicated..."

"You just need to..."

"That's fine..."

Chapter Sixty-Four: Running Away

Outside Dayu City, on the A3 National Highway.

Feng Wanlai drove closer and closer to the ever-growing city skyline in the distance.

The closer she got, the more people she saw. Gradually, Feng Wanlai saw protesters holding signs and many television reporters interviewing people on different streets in different areas.

Ten million people died yesterday.

The world wars of the past lasted a year and not even ten million people died, but now, in a peaceful era without large-scale wars, ten million people have died in one night.

Even though over 99% of those who died were elderly people in their seventies and eighties, the resulting turmoil still put unspeakable pressure on the entire federal government and ordinary citizens of the Eastern United States.

After the vehicle entered the city, rows of buildings appeared. Feng Wanlai drove to a business street. In the center of the business street was a large commercial building. On the front of the commercial building was a huge outdoor LCD screen, on which the Secretary of State of the Federal Government was chatting with the Minister of Health.

"Our team of experts spent a day dissecting one hundred corpses..."

"The results were very disappointing; there were no signs of infection from viruses or bacteria, and no toxins were detected..."

"It was a natural death..." 8

"All the patients we dissected died of natural causes..."

The Secretary of State asked in surprise.

"Natural death? Ten million people die naturally every day?"

The Minister of Health shrugged.

"I'm sorry, we are just making judgments based on facts. Those citizens who died all died from old age-related diseases, such as cardiac arrest, cerebral hemorrhage, and stroke. All the subjects of the autopsy died from their own physical problems."