I just wanted to cultivate immortality, but I was forced to open a harem

"Thank you." The boy then noticed Lin Hezhen standing next to Kato Megumi.

"So there's already a male lead..." He muttered, then rode away on his bike regretfully.

"What a weirdo." Kato Megumi commented as she watched the other person's back disappear into the distance.

"Hey, Hui, don't you know him?" Lin Hezhen was a little surprised.

Kato Hui felt a little puzzled: "Why should I know him?"

"It's nothing. I guess I recognized the wrong person." Lin Hezhen said casually.

In this anime world, many people and things are different from the works you have seen in your previous life.

The school I attend has Mai Sakurajima and Yukinoshita Yukino, but no campus bullies; the school has Megumi Kato and Utaha Kasumigaoka, but no Eriri and Tomoya Aki.

The people who should have known each other did not know each other, and the people who should not exist became more and more entangled with them. The thread of fate has been tangled into a tangled mess, but no matter what, it is still weaving destiny.

……

Just a few days after returning to school, the weekend arrived again.

This should have been a good opportunity for families to get together and relax, but after the "ghost disaster" that killed and injured hundreds of thousands of people, people seemed to have a hard time getting in the mood to enjoy themselves.

Although 4 people are only 40% of the 1 million population of Dongdu City, is still a huge number for most ordinary people.

Those innocent lives that were lost have brought deep shadows and fear to the living, making it difficult for the survivors to easily forget this pain and indulge in pleasure.

But no matter what, the city is still recovering at an astonishing speed, various reconstruction work is proceeding in an orderly manner, people have returned to their original order, and life is back on track.

"Rumble--"

It started to rain from the gloomy sky.

The drizzling rain brought countless moisture to this dull land, diluting the sultry heat in the air and washing away the traces left by the disaster.

Only the huge palm-print-shaped "Buddha's Palm Lake" on the site of the former imperial palace and shrine is still conspicuous and glaring, like an indelible scar, reminding everyone of the tragic battle that took place that night.

"It's raining again. How annoying."

Sawamura Spencer Eriri was wearing a comfortable sportswear, a pair of black-framed glasses, and her blonde hair was messy behind her head. She looked out the window and complained.

Eriri doesn't like rain, just like cats don't like rain because it will get their fur wet.

Although she never goes out on rainy days and only stays at home painting, this does not stop her from hating the damp and sticky air and the cold and damp smell that comes with it.

"So, Eriri, are you listening to me?" asked the male voice that had been making a lot of noise since a while ago.

Eriri withdrew her gaze from the window and focused her attention on the boy opposite her.

"I'm listening, Tomoya. You said you wanted to make a game about the love between a human and a ghost?"

"Yes, that's right. This is the inspiration I got from the previous 'Ghost Disaster'. The heroine is a mysterious girl who gained dark powers in the catastrophe, and tells the love story between her and the hero who finished his part-time job and rode his bicycle home. I have a feeling that this will definitely be a groundbreaking masterpiece!"

Aki Tomoya talked incessantly, his expression extremely fanatical.

Chapter 227: Fuck you!

"What God does..."

Ying Lili scratched her hair and grinned. She wanted to speak frankly, but in the end, considering their friendship as childhood playmates, she decided to be more tactful.

"Ryouya, you have always been a consumer pig, why do you suddenly want to make games? It is not an easy task to make a galgame, even the simplest doujin game."

"Eri, you don't understand my feelings! That evening, that mysterious girl broke into my heart like a night elf."

Aki Tomoya was immersed in memories, with a dreamy expression on his face.

"I still remember that she was wearing a beautiful sailor suit, her long hair was blown by the wind and fell elegantly on her chest, her face was a little melancholy, but her eyes were extremely determined.

"She is like a star in the night sky, twinkling but far away."

"I will never forget her eyes. They were a pair of black gemstone-like eyes that seemed to be able to speak, clear as a lake, clean and transparent. Whenever I looked at her, I could not help but be attracted to her. I even suspect that I am still deeply in love with her."

Akitomo became more and more excited as he spoke, his face was full of emotion, and even his nostrils were slightly open, breathing out hot air.

"Haha, since you are so obsessed with her, why don't you go and confess to her?" Ying Lili asked unhappily when she saw his stupid look.

Unexpectedly, Aki Tomoya said, "Why should I confess to a three-dimensional girl? And there was already a boy next to her at that time."

Eriri's eyes widened in surprise: "She already has a boyfriend? You're so pitiful, Tomoya, you broke up in your first love, hahaha, I'm dying of laughter..."

Ying Lili looked at the other person's loser look and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Aki Tomoya felt a little embarrassed: "What? I never thought about confessing to her. There is no such thing as a broken heart."

"You are lying to yourself. You clearly fell in love with her at first sight."

"How could I? There is no such thing as love at first sight in the world. There is only lust at first sight. I have already decided to spend the rest of my life with my two-dimensional paper wives. How could I fall in love with a three-dimensional girl?"

Aki Tomoya retorted loudly, and it was unclear whether this speech was intended to refute Eriri or to convince himself.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say. Let's get back to the point. Even if you want to make your encounter with that girl into a game, it seems basically impossible at the moment."

Eriri waved the piece of paper in her hand, on which were written only a few lines of words. That was what Tomoya Aki called the game plan, with a total of less than a hundred words.

By the way, even a certain crappy newbie online fan fiction author would prepare an outline of 3400 words before writing a novel.

Not to mention some authors who are famous for their expertise in settings and worldviews. For a epic work of several million words, the setting collection alone is enough to make a book.

All in all, Tomoya Aki's game plan is visibly unsatisfactory just based on the number of words.

Ying Lili doesn't want to waste her time participating in a project that has no chance of success and is even doomed to fail.

Unfortunately, Aki Tomoya doesn't think so.

"Eri, we can do it. As long as you, a super popular 18X fan artist, join us, our game will be halfway to success! After all, at least half of all the best-selling works on the market now are supported by CG and illustrations."

Ying Lili frowned: "Then you should know how busy I am. I am so busy with my own work that I can't even handle it. How can I have time to play some bishoujo games with you?"

"If you really want to do it, why don't you just draw, write the script and program it yourself? That's what a fan game is."

"No!" Amaki Tomoya flatly refused, "With my strength, I can never show the beauty of that girl!"

"But she already has a boyfriend." Eriri said coldly.

Aki Tomoya immediately twisted his body like a maggot: "Ahhh, don't say such cruel things, in our game, she is the protagonist!"

Eriri was unmoved. She simply crumpled up the so-called plan and threw it into the trash can.

"Ah, my precious plan!" Aki Tomoya hurried to pick it up.

Eriri said coldly, "Renya, your idea was wrong from the beginning. You talk more loudly than anyone else, but you push all the specific work to others. You are simply a typical hands-off boss who gets something for nothing."

"I'm not the kind of person who does things casually," Aki Tomoya quickly defended himself, "I have passion and drive, and I have overflowing ideas, so I'm the only one who can realize this project!"

Eriri sneered, "Oh, so you can write down all those overflowing ideas on a piece of paper? Meet a beautiful girl, kiss her, get married, happy end, full of the self-satisfaction of a sleazy otaku with excess hormones."

"But, isn't that how all galgames are?" Tomoya Aki was still struggling desperately.

"Also, since this is a game, the screenwriter is also very important. Who do you plan to let write the script?" Ying Lili continued to interrogate.

"Uh... I haven't found the right person yet. I'll use my big V account to ask the light novel authors I know. If that doesn't work, I'll just write it myself."

Perhaps affected by the butterfly effect, Tomoya Aki neither attended the same school as Kasumigaoka Utaha nor attended her autograph session. The two did not know each other at all, so naturally he could not find her to write the script for his game.

"You?" Eriri was even more pessimistic about this plan.

"Your Chinese level is enough to write a popular game script? Renye, you don't know me as the only artist you know, so you came to me directly? You don't even know where to recruit other members?"

"Ah this..." Aki Tomoya stammered and couldn't say anything.

"I admire you." Ying Lili held her forehead with one hand.

She continued to ask: "If I am willing to work for you, how much salary will you offer me?"

"Salary?" Akitomo looked confused, as if he had heard this word for the first time.

"Aren't you going to pay me?" Ying Lili opened her eyes wide, feeling absurd.

"Well, I really didn't think of this..." An Yilun touched his head embarrassedly.

"Eri, we have known each other for such a long time, and we have been childhood sweethearts. You are also a rich lady, and you can make money by drawing fanfiction. Can you be generous and help me draw for free?"

Eriri couldn't bear it any longer and shook her head desperately, and her two golden ponytails lashed at Tomoya Aki's face like a whip.

"You make people work for you but you are unwilling to pay them. Even capitalists are not as cruel as you!"

She thought of something and stopped to ask, "You don't even have the funds to make the game?"

"Making games requires funds?!" Akitomo Aki was shocked.

"You have nothing, and you still want to play games!" Eriri was completely furious and beat Tomoya even more frantically.

Aki Tomoya raised his arms to protect his head and said, "It's just money, right? I'll work part-time to earn it. How about you invest some money, Eriri? You're a rich woman, you must have money."

"What a poop on you!"

What greeted him was a blast of invisible divine whip.

……

While Tomoya Aki and Eriri were discussing cooperation upstairs, Eriri's parents were also discussing things in the living room downstairs.

Eriri's father is a Ying countryman, born into the old aristocratic Spencer family, and currently serves as the Ying country's ambassador to the island.

Mr. Spencer said, "The new government of the island nation expelled the US troops stationed on the island, which angered the upper echelons of the United States. If the world had not been attracted by the first public disclosure of the extraordinary world, and if the island nation had not produced such a powerful monk, the United States would have joined forces with its allies to impose sanctions on the island nation long ago."

His wife, Sayuri Sawamura, who was born into a wealthy family in the island country, said, "Isn't this great? The island country has long wanted to stop being controlled by the United States. Now that the hope of normalization is right in front of us, the higher-ups will certainly not let go of the opportunity."

Sayuri Sawamura has a petite figure, without a single wrinkle on her face, and her skin is as smooth and delicate as that of a young girl. If you ignore their hair and eye color, she and Eriri look like sisters.

However, unlike Eriri, Sayuri is not as proud and shy as her daughter. Now that she is married, she is still charming and seductive, and her every move exudes the charm of a mature woman.

Mr. Spencer shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. The current state of balance is only temporary. The Church of Everything is developing extremely rapidly in Western countries, and many upper-class people have converted to the Church of Everything."

"They want to spread their faith further, and the island nation is the bridgehead for their mission to the East. The 'Cult of Everything' has put a lot of effort into this. How could they watch helplessly as their long-planned plan falls through?"

Sayuri Sawamura asked curiously, "You always talk about the 'Cult of Everything'. What is the origin of this new sect?"

The Yin-Yang Taoism of the island country originated from the immortal cultivation system of the Celestial Empire. It began when Xu Fu sailed east to the island country and brought with him the methods of cultivation. After localization, it eventually formed the Yin-Yang technique.

Even though the Celestial Empire's immortal cultivation world collectively moved to another world thousands of years ago, the island nation's supernatural world still maintained the Yin-Yang Taoism heritage and strictly prevented the influence of foreign supernatural systems. This is still the case until modern times.

Therefore, as the daughter of a traditional wealthy family in the island country, Sayuri Sawamura is really not clear about the situation in the Western supernatural world.

Mr. Spencer explained: "The 'Cult of Everything' appeared on Blue Star about 20 years ago. A mystic enthusiast accidentally got a ritual. He followed the ritual to communicate with spirits, and unexpectedly communicated with a great existence outside the void that could not be seen directly."

"Is this great existence that cannot be looked at directly a god?" Sayuri Sawamura asked hurriedly.

Mr. Spencer nodded. "That's right. The occult enthusiast was given powerful powers and occult knowledge that mortals could not imagine by Him. He soon couldn't bear it and went crazy. He also caused a horrible mysterious out-of-control incident."

"Although he died, the rituals he left behind were preserved and eventually obtained by a scholar who had inherited thousands of years of black witchcraft. After various studies and experiments, he mastered a relatively safe ritual that can obtain knowledge and power from the gods."

"With this set of rituals, he founded the 'Cult of All Things' and revered the god as the 'Lord of All Things'. He attracted many believers and talents from the supernatural world to study divine arts and strengthen the church together."

“Since the moment humans acquired wisdom, they have believed in some illusory existence. Nothing is more closely linked to human society than religion. Even though some races and civilizations have disappeared in the long river of history, their religions have been passed down.”

“It’s obvious that those clay puppets won’t respond to anyone’s prayers, but people are happy to pin their entire lives on those pieces of wood. Those charlatans who claim to be inspired by God only need to chant a few mysterious and solemn spells to make countless people willingly give up their lives. This foolish and pathetic behavior is simply laughable!”

Mr. Spencer said worriedly: "But the Lord of All Things in the 'Church of All Things' is not a puppet that will never respond. He is a real god!"

"Sayuri, can you imagine? That is a real god who can communicate and give blessings. Even if he is crazy most of the time, it is enough for those idiots who just want to find a great being to worship. It captivates them."

"Especially those fools who already have faith. The 'Cult of Everything' simply claims that the Lord they believe in is another name for the 'Lord of All Things,' and those fools all believe it. After communicating with the great existence through rituals and receiving the 'divine grace,' whether they are theists or atheists, they all bow down at the feet of the 'Lord of All Things.'"

"In this way, the entire Western world, as well as the Central Region and even most of the Black Continent, have been infiltrated by the 'Cult of Everything'. Now, they have set their sights on the East."

Sayuri Sawamura listened silently, then asked, "Isn't it good to have such a god who can communicate and bestow divine arts and knowledge? It's better than everyone believing in clay sculptures and wooden carvings."

Mr. Spencer smiled bitterly and said, "It's not so easy to get the blessing of God. Doesn't it require a price? Believing in the 'Lord of All Things' means that the soul will belong to Him after death."

"Besides that, the Lord of All Things is a half-crazy god. The more you accept his gifts, the more polluted your soul will be. You will hear crazy mumblings all the time, and there is a risk of losing control at any time. It won't be long before you turn into a mad beast."

"Moreover, the Lord of All Things particularly likes all kinds of bloody sacrifices. Some crazy believers, in order to please the gods, do not hesitate to kill many innocent people for blood sacrifices."

Sayuri Sawamura's face turned pale when she heard this: "The consequences of believing in the 'Church of Everything' are so serious. No wonder many countries have classified the 'Church of Everything' as a cult. But if that's the case, why do those Western countries still believe in and support the 'Church of Everything'?"

"Because of greed and short-sightedness. What humans lack the least is fools who are willing to put their necks in a noose for the sake of profit." Mr. Spencer pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly.

Chapter 228: Crisis of Eriri's Family

"From what you said, there should be a force in the West that is against the Church of All Things. For example, you are very resistant to them." Sayuri Sawamura thought.

Mr. Spencer nodded and said, "Yes, there are also many knowledgeable people who realize the harm of the 'Cult of Everything'. If a crazy evil god rules the Blue Planet, mankind will really be doomed to extinction."