"You are always in a state of anxiety and tension because you don't get enough sleep."
In a psychological clinic near Times Square in New York, a middle-aged psychiatrist gently spoke to a patient who appeared to have been suffering from insomnia for a long time: "I think you are worried about the Boston incident, right?"
The patient agreed: "Yes, after all, there have been some things happening in New York, plus the recent news from Boston, I haven't had a good night's sleep in the past few days."
"You have to use magic to defeat magic. In this case, prescribing some sleeping pills is no longer effective."
As the patient rubbed his eyes, the psychiatrist's lips curled up slightly, and he continued, "I recommend a great deity to you. He is the master of dreams. If you believe in him, you will definitely escape this predicament."
"Is it really that effective?" The patient's eyes were full of doubt.
Upon hearing this, the psychiatrist patted his chest and assured, "Of course, that person is the supreme being. Don't you trust my reputation?"
This psychiatrist is a very famous doctor near Times Square in New York City. The patient was skeptical: "Who is this His Majesty..."
"Lord of Eternal Night, believe me, my friend. As long as you believe in this great being, danger will stay away from you."
Every word the psychologist says is full of strong psychological implications, which make the patient deeply trapped.
After hesitating for a while, the patient slowly said, "Okay, I'll try."
After that, the patient took the initiative to ask: "Excuse me, how much does this diagnosis cost?"
He is not worth much, so he was a little nervous when he asked for the consultation price.
"Go back and try first. If the great Lord of Eternal Night doesn't help you out of this predicament, I won't take a single cent."
The psychologist showed his white and confident teeth. The patient was surprised when he heard it and hurriedly thanked him, saying that he would try to believe in the "Lord of Eternal Night" when he returned.
As the patient walked away, the psychologist's smile became more unbridled.
He picked up his work pen and wrote a name in a notebook, muttering, "No. 34."
Due to the Boston incident, many people have been seeing psychiatrists recently, and most of Jingchuan’s followers are psychiatrists, and then...it became like this.
This well-known psychiatrist near New York's Times Square was one of Jingchuan's first few subordinates, and he took advantage of this opportunity to successfully recruit thirty-four patients to believe in the Lord of Eternal Night.
These patients who believe in the Lord of Eternal Night will also recommend him to others, thus gradually expanding the number.
By now, the number of people who believe in the Lord of Eternal Night in New York has reached nearly a thousand, and the number is still increasing.
Inside Columbia University, a professor was furiously writing on the blackboard about today's topic. As he finished, he added, "In recent years, only the Lord of Eternal Night has been able to guarantee our safety. Only the Lord of Eternal Night can protect New York and save it from the disasters of Boston!"
The professor was lecturing and the students were discussing the topic.
Unlike patients, students are the most thoughtful and not so easily fooled.
"What's wrong with Professor Smith lately? Why does he promote a god to us every day after class?"
Several students in the back row whispered, trying not to let Professor Smith hear them. "Although there have been some strange things happening in Boston and Japan recently, they're simply things that are difficult to explain scientifically. One day, science will reveal them. We believe in science, so there's no need to believe in any gods, right?"
At this moment, a white male student who was one of Jingchuan's former classmates and one of the original dozen or so people in New York turned around and said to the students who were discussing this matter, "Come on, the power of the gods is endless. The Lord of Eternal Night is the only true God in the world. All others are false gods. One day, the Lord of Eternal Night will destroy these false gods, and the glory of the gods will be worshipped all over the world."
From the outside to the inside, from the cafeteria auntie to the school teachers, Columbia University is filled with a strange light called the "Lord of Eternal Night", to the point where almost everyone knows it.
However, Columbia University students are intellectuals after all, and some of them have their own beliefs. The development prospects of this new belief in Columbia University are not very smooth.
The spread of this at Columbia University was much slower than the psychotherapeutic suggestions of the psychiatrists.
In the New York State Inspector's Office, Lyon sat in the smoking area, puffing out a cigarette while listening to several inspectors chatting about seven or eight meters away.
Since he acquired the ability of a zombie, Leon's physical fitness has been comprehensively developed. Even if he is seven or eight meters away, Leon can hear what they are talking about.
"Is the 'Lord of Eternal Night' that's been circulating in New York lately real?"
"I don't know, but my neighbor Bieber believes it. He's been suffering from insomnia and nightmares for the past two days. Ever since he started believing in this 'Lord of Eternal Night,' I heard he's been having sweet dreams every day. He even goes to bed early before nightfall, enjoying his sweet dreams."
"Is this true?"
The inspector seemed to be furious when he heard his colleague's question and immediately said, "Of course it's true! How could I lie to you?"
Leon almost laughed out loud while listening to their conversation.
As the general manager of the Church of Eternal Night in New York, he knew clearly that there was no believer named "Bieber" in the Church of Eternal Night, and all this was just the inspector bragging to his colleagues.
However, Leon did not want to explain anything. After all, bragging like this could be considered as spreading some faith for the Lord of Eternal Night.
In the past few days, the original dozen or so people began to spread the name of God crazily. However, as the general manager in New York, Leon only developed one believer, kept himself out of it, and did not get involved.
He was just in case.
Such a rapid growth of believers will definitely attract the attention of the US government, and then we will be in trouble.
Imagine the worst possible situation, where the U.S. government is hostile to the Church of Eternal Night. Then, you can use a "clean" identity to infiltrate the U.S. high-level officials, thereby subtly influencing the Church of Eternal Night to successfully go public.
“Leon, I’ve been looking for you everywhere, and here you are.”
The deputy director of the Inspectorate, a strong black man, came to Leon with a smile and whispered to him: "An official just called the director away. It might be targeting our meeting. You should be careful."
After finishing speaking, regardless of Leon’s reaction, he continued loudly: “Recently, the prisoners in the prison have some psychological problems, you go and take a look.”
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