pjbooks Chapter 60 The New Era God-Making Plan
Chapter 60 The New Era God-Making Plan
A special television program.
After Beiwei's clear and logical explanation, Xu Yuan finally understood the deeper considerations behind it.
Despite the 19-hour countdown to the apocalypse, the intricate machine of the Great Xia showed no signs of stopping.
Key departments are still racing against time, and even some of the most advanced scientific research teams have already set their sights on the "next crisis."
Based on autopsy data from various infected individuals, and the detailed "diary" obtained by Zhao Guoqiang at the cost of his life, the research institute reached a sobering conclusion:
Humanity faces far more than just the alien fleet that is about to besiege its city.
Infected beings pose a far more deadly long-term threat than interstellar invasion.
Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan looked puzzled.
Those four things in my dream?
But upon closer reflection, it becomes impossible to refute.
In the subspace, they were the punching bags he pounded every day.
In reality, however, they are like invisible poisons, specifically targeting the weaknesses of human nature and the cracks in society to infiltrate and corrode.
The damage and casualties caused by those vessels driven by extreme emotions are already an alarming number.
Xu Yuan recalled the outrageous statements he had just seen on Facebook from those monsters and demons…
Yes, it's definitely worthwhile to participate in the recording of this TV program.
As for why he was key, Bei Wei gave an answer that Zhao Guoqiang verified with his life.
His very existence is like a spiritual "firewall".
A steadfast connection of faith can not only effectively resist the erosion of whispers, but can even grant incredible blessings through that bridge!
Make a wish in silence.
Zhao Guoqiang's fate lends a heavy weight to this conclusion.
"Make a wish. Just in time, the Torch Academy is about to open, and its core curriculum is faith in you. Now is the perfect time to expand your influence."
If Zhao Guoqiang's diary made him waver, then "Xinhuo Academy" and Principal Xu Meng made him make up his mind.
After all, his younger sister, Xu Meng, was the designated principal of the Spark Academy...
Although this girl wasn't very good at studying, he could see her enthusiasm for work.
"Okay, no problem. When? What's the recording process? Is there a script?"
Xu Yuan recalled the variety shows he remembered and asked.
Bevy: ...
"No, feel free to improvise."
Xu Yuan's expression was strange.
"It's that simple?"
"It's that simple!"
Bevy nodded firmly.
This was also the result of discussions by the official think tank.
Faith is a delicate thing, and launching a "deification plan" now also carries risks.
Creating a flawless idol can certainly attract believers quickly.
But looking at the thousands of years of history of the Great Xia Dynasty, perfection often implies fragility and falsehood. Xu Yuan is a living, breathing person, a young man next door who would haggle with his father at the market.
Forcibly creating perfection will lead to an avalanche of faith once a crack appears.
Why not just show him his most authentic self?
Of course, the most crucial part is the follow-up plan—the moment the alien fleet arrives and the wish is made to take action must be broadcast live globally!
A perfect god may be unattainable, but a "living superman" who is down-to-earth and fights to protect humanity will bring immeasurable shock and recognition.
In today's technologically advanced era, this is a more suitable path.
"it is good."
He clicked his tongue as he made a wish.
The recording was scheduled for the last hour before the apocalypse. Bevy arrived early to allow enough time for promotion and build-up, raising public anticipation to its peak.
After receiving a positive reply from Xu Yuan, Bei Wei left in a hurry to plan the next publicity storm.
As soon as she left, Old Xu sneaked over, his face full of fawning smiles.
"Xiao Yuan..." he rubbed his hands together, "Look, going on TV is such a big deal... are you interested, and maybe give your dad a quick laugh while you're at it?"
Wishing: "???"
He suspected that he had heard wrongly.
"GG? In this situation, there are still businesses sponsoring it?"
"Hey! Who said I was taking over someone else's GG?" Old Xu shook his head like a fan. "I'm talking about taking over my own GG! Then you can say—'My achievements today are all thanks to my father, Old Xu's, careful cultivation and teachings...'"
Old Xu chuckled.
"Let me count, how many guys have I accepted now..."
"No!"
Seeing Old Xu counting on his fingers, Xu Yuan decisively refused him.
His lips twitched almost imperceptibly twice.
Although Lao Xu doesn't usually have high consumption, his greedy behavior is only because he's afraid of being poor and wants to give himself and Xu Meng a better life.
But Xu Yuan is now considering whether to get Lao Xu to believe in him first.
Didn't you say that you can act as a firewall and isolate the Four Gods' infection to a certain extent?
Otherwise, he was genuinely afraid that one day Old Xu might be corrupted by lust because of his greed for money...
……
[10 hours remaining until the end of the world]
Subspace.
Slaanesh stared at the wall in front of him in disbelief.
She spent several hours carefully inspecting her divine realm inside and out countless times.
A conclusion was drawn—the monster broke into her core divine realm merely to destroy a few murals.
This was even more humiliating to her than the complete destruction of the divine realm, and it brought her a deeper sense of unease.
She had prepared for the worst and was prepared to bear the consequences of the core divine realm being corrupted. But the other party simply erased a few of her most "proud" "artistic" creations like a child's scribbles, and then left.
"Could it be... that he did it because of these murals..." An absurd thought arose in her mind.
Should we erase all the murals? Maybe then the monster will spare us...?
After much hesitation, the fear of "daily check-in" ultimately outweighed the preference for "art".
Thinking of this, Slaanesh's mind flashed, and almost instantly, all the murals in the entire temple began to writhe, instantly transforming into smooth walls.
Although it hurts, if it can bring peace, the price is insignificant.
After Slaanesh left his realm, the other three gods remained waiting outside.
"How is it, Slaanesh? Your divine realm..." Tzeentch's voice was inquisitive.
"Nothing," Slaanesh tried to remain calm. "That monster didn't do anything."
"Didn't do anything?" A glint of cunning flashed in Tzeentch's compound eyes.
This is illogical. If it were them, invading an enemy's divine realm, they would surely plunder its faith, corrupt its core, and perhaps even leave behind contingency plans to steal divine authority!
Such a superficial attempt can only prove one thing—that monster has no idea of the true value and mysteries of the divine realm!
This discovery immediately set Tzeentch's mind in motion.
Just as the four gods were each harboring their own ulterior motives.
hum!
The subspace fluctuated again!
I sensed this fluctuation.
The four gods exchanged glances.
His eyes instantly erupted with uncontrollable ecstasy!
It's not that monster...
It's that ship!
They've brought it in again!
The opportunity is coming!