Chapter 228 Choice
At exactly 1 p.m., Professor Milo opened his eyes on time.
She got up from the sofa, changed her clothes quickly and sat in front of the computer.
"Good afternoon. You seem to be in good spirits."
Thanks.
"Hmm~ After all, you weren't mining in your dream."
What's the meaning?
【"nothing."】
What a strange fellow. Milo deliberately mocked the devil in his heart, but since the other party refused to explain, he let it go.
She clicked on her mailbox with her mouse, and a bunch of files popped out instantly.
Milo frowned slightly, because these documents... were all approved.
From the time and title of the notification, it can be seen that the church held an important meeting at 9 o'clock in the morning, but her colleagues did not use ringtones or phone calls to notify her. Instead, they chose to inform her of the results directly after all the proposals were completed.
They excluded her.
【“Oh, for some obvious reasons.”】The devil rolled his tongue playfully.
Miroku's blood pressure dropped like a roller coaster. Indeed, the reason was obvious.
Because of the existence of a certain devil, I have exposed too many suspicious points in my daily work recently.
Not to mention anything else, the "unauthorized action" after seeking opinions twice was not something she would have done before.
If the church were not currently short of manpower and had some room for outstanding managers, the best outcome for her would be dismissal.
Being excluded this time was a blatant warning. If she did anything too outrageous again, she would probably have to report to the survivor sequence in advance.
Milo calmed down and flipped through the meeting minutes page by page.
[Regarding the glorious deification ceremony...]
She felt dizzy when she saw the title and couldn't help but take off her glasses and pinch her eyebrows.
"Makes sense, doesn't it?" the devil said coldly. "According to Guanghui's feedback, 'He's already successfully mastered the power of rules. It's time to take the next step."
That's not the problem.
"I understand. The problem is that the ritual we're going to construct this time isn't truly a glorious apotheosis ritual."
This ceremony is essentially a simplified version of the power ceremony.
What is the deification ceremony?
Theoretically, there should be a step forward after the road of power reaches its limit, so the protagonist of this "Ceremony of Apotheosis" is not Guanghui, but the apostle cluster.
Milo finally fell asleep, but soon after waking up he started to have a headache.
What the hell, allowing a group of apostles to obtain power "from God"? But can they really be considered as a single entity?
【"able."】
...Yes, originally a single apostle was also connected to a large number of souls in the soul pool. Since the many are united as one, it also makes sense for the many to be grouped as one.
But they have no emotions, and their past experiences are not the same. How can they possibly master power before the end of the world? Such a ritual is doomed to fail.
[“The archives explain that the ritual was recreated using fragments obtained from multiple god-killings.”]
Theoretically, it's possible. The church has been hunting behemoths, and in recent years has even taken action against the supposed "true god."
Furthermore, according to records, although the poison's rank had declined, the Church had still extracted a small portion of the embryonic form of power from it. Using that and a large number of high-quality cores as a culture medium, it might be possible to generate a certain power.
She tapped the keyboard and turned the pages one by one, and the words quickly flashed across her retina.
The steps were very rigorous. They had replicated a fairly complete ritual array from the battles for power, and some of their experience came from the Devouring Snake Cult - the Devouring Snake was not destroyed, as some of its high-level members who were familiar with the rituals had survived.
Click. Click.
[“Humanity is really trying hard to save itself. What a great imagination.”] The devil’s tone was a little cold, just like Miroku’s expression.
Lines of cold text appeared on the screen, such as... This plan has a layer of disguise on the surface.
Meteor showers have been falling frequently recently, and there are disaster legends about "world-destroying meteor showers" all over the world.
The church has also made specific predictions about the meteor shower. It's unclear whether it will destroy the world or not, as there are too many crises with the potential to do so these days. However, there will definitely be an extremely large meteor shower in the next month or two.
This meteor shower is a disaster for all small and mainly surface human organizations.
In order to preserve as many personnel as possible, the Church of Light is willing to open its underground shelter to a limited number of high-level psychics for 16 days. Due to limited availability, other organizations are required to submit their names of personnel in advance for screening.
“What a generous decision.”
The devil's sarcastic voice overlapped with the professor's tight lips.
The confidential file in Miroku's hand clearly stated that "those with special abilities in the shelter will only be considered as a last resort, and sacrifices will not be made when energy is abundant."
Needless to say, if the church doesn't prepare enough sacrifices, all those who apply to enter the underground shelter will be sacrificed.
They entered the shelter within half a month, and the empowerment ceremony was held a few days later. What a coincidence.
The devil did not continue to pierce Milo's heart. She also knew that no matter who opposed her at this time, it would be useless, let alone a bishop who had been marked as doubtful.
Furthermore, when the "world-destroying meteor shower" actually lands, the death rate of those left outside might be higher than that of those in the underground shelter.
If the data in this report were not falsified, and the church had indeed prepared relatively abundant energy as a universal sacrifice based on the energy flow of the first two ceremonies, the sacrifice might not have occurred.
Milo put his glasses back on and typed on the keyboard to process emails.
She will continue to work as long as the church does not cancel her administrator status.
It's not just her who needs to work at full capacity, but also the students who have just returned.
The one-day holiday originally promised was cancelled. All classes needed to mobilize before 3 pm, and then work until 8 pm before returning to the dormitory to rest.
The statements received by students at the four levels of A, B, C, and D were not consistent.
Only the students in Class A were told that the ritual was a ritual of empowerment rather than a ritual of defense, but even they were unable to confirm the truth about the shelter.
"Is what you know necessarily the whole truth?"
The devil whispered against her pale cheek, "Rather than comprehending a completely new power, or filling that incomplete poison power... there are more suitable options, aren't there?"
The transformation of reality and illusion, returning to zero...creation.
If they are on one side of the scale, who would look at the toxins and the unknown on the other side?
[“Milo.”] The devil called her name for the first time. [“Zero and Chen Xiao’er will definitely be there on the day of the ceremony, right?”]
"......" A drop of sweat dripped down the tip of his nose, and Milo felt dizzy when he saw the red words "All apostles are on standby" and "Class A students are responsible for the area" in the email.
An entity started a private chat with her through the chat system.
[Zhu: You are still responsible for notifying the students in Class A.]
[Zhu: Please remember to ask Chen Xiaotong to participate as well and tell Chen Xiao'er that this is an important practical course.]
rustle.
The wind penetrated the closed windows and pressed down the floating documents on the desk.
"Are you as clueless as Chen Xiao'er? What has blinded your eyes?"
The devil finally took off its friendly mask, stretched out its sharp claws, and gently pressed against the professor's pupils. ["Do you like that ending?"]
"Tell me, Miroku!"
An excessive amount of images unfolded before his eyes, and then shattered one by one, rusting in the overwhelming blood.
The faded photo was engulfed in flames, and the black-haired girl with her back to her suddenly turned around.
Miroku's tearful eyes were reflected in those clear eyes. The girl seemed unaware of anything and smiled sweetly in the constantly collapsing world.
"Teacher." Blood flowed from her smiling eyes and lips: "I... like this world."
“——” Milo couldn’t hear her own cry. She rushed towards the disappearing girl, hugging the star sand and the air tightly.
"You, you actually use this kind of picture to hurt me..." Big tears rolled down the bridge of his nose, and Milo knelt on the carpet, almost unable to breathe.
[“Shut up!”] The devil scolded rudely. [“You’re using these images to hurt me! And I’m helping you block the surveillance cameras!”]
"......call."
What kind of future has the church chosen?
Miluo held her wrist and slowly stood up. She could see clearly before, but now she couldn't. Xiao'er's back appeared on the other side of her vision.
The idea of humans becoming gods of men is a human fantasy, for humans are capable of the highest and the lowest emotions.
No one can guarantee that a human being, after being exalted as a god by the public, will be able to retain love instead of endless desire.
It’s not that the Church of Light hasn’t tried before; they have selected many suitable talents.
There was a god-making plan before the Apostle Plan, and some of the selected "candidates for god" looked even purer and kinder than Xiao'er.
A man with a self-sacrificing spirit, an old man who sees through the world but still chooses to be tolerant, a pure and innocent girl, a baby who has lived in an environment full of love since the moment he opened his eyes...
Every attempt failed, and no genius could break through even the first level of the trial.
When they think they have become gods in the accelerated illusion, it will only take them 500 years for them to try to control the fate of all mankind, transform human appearance and consciousness, make humans dance in their palms, and make pleasing the gods their lifelong duty.
They know they are superior to others, and they will feel happy to abuse life after understanding its preciousness. Their kindness has premises and deadlines.
The Church of Light eventually sealed all plans for humans to become gods.
A miracle called "Glory" has been born in the abyss. She is the daughter of mankind, a flower of excellence that has blossomed through countless trials and tribulations and heavy constraints.
To be fair, Milo's education and upbringing have made her inclined towards the Apostle Project and the Radiant Project.
How can one let emotions get the better of us in the face of a doomsday crisis? Even a person with even a modicum of common sense shouldn't bargain with the devil.
[“Believe me.”] The devil whispered in her heart like a roar, [“I can save Chen Xiao’e. I am willing to let her live, and I will never twist her heart.”]
Do you want to...accept it?
【“Accept it.”】 Its voice was sad and gentle.
Accept it quickly, and then all the pain will end.
Miroku's wrist trembled, and his fingers moved slowly towards his glasses.
Knock knock.
"Teacher, can I come in?"
The girl's pleasant voice sounded behind the door, and my ears were suddenly very quiet.
"Please come in." Milo lowered his hand with a sense of relief, and watched quietly as the door clicked open in the light.
"I brought you some gifts from the scenic spot..." The girl threw away the plastic bag and scurried over to her like a little rabbit, her eyes wide with worry. "Why are you crying?"
Brush.
Milo reached out and hugged her thin shoulders tightly, then burst into tears.
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