"The god who protects San Francisco?"
In the dark, Wilson was dumbfounded, confused as to where this so-called god came from: "Is there such a thing in San Francisco?"
To be honest, as a native San Francisco, Wilson had no idea what the "Patronus of San Francisco" was and had never heard of it.
Moreover, even if San Francisco has a patron saint, it should be the patron saint of the Native Americans. What does it have to do with Americans?
Wilson used to be a real American, and he certainly understood the relationship between Native Americans and current Americans.
In the past, the indigenous people of America could be said to have walked 50 meters per person. Although the indigenous people are now treated preferentially, they probably wish all Americans would die.
After all, no matter how nice it sounds, there is always a problem.
There is no doubt that they established the United States by literally encroaching on the lands of the indigenous peoples.
So, if San Francisco really has a patron saint, it is the patron saint of the indigenous people and has nothing to do with the United States.
However, we cannot be 100% sure about this. What if the so-called guardian god Qi is really related to the United States? Wouldn’t that be a big deal?
"You still have to continue to spread panic."
Wilson murmured to himself, preparing to spread rumors to San Francisco to confuse the people.
As a new-age cult leader, he naturally knew how to use the pressure of public opinion to exert certain pressure on San Francisco to expand his influence.
There is no way. In the original trajectory, he was an information technology police officer, managing all issues on the Internet, including public opinion.
Now he is the one spreading rumors directly, and he is very familiar with it.
He is a master at this.
His purpose is to disrupt the order here, plunge it into complete chaos, and make every piece of land here cry out deeply. Only such land can give the "Son of Disaster" a chance to develop.
A peaceful era is not suitable for the Son of Disaster.
So, he needed an era of chaos to bring him some hope and to make everyone in San Francisco fall into his misery.
Only such a scene can become the breeding ground for the children of disaster.
After all, the Son of Disaster only has one extraordinary person like him now, which is really too low-end.
Even Japan's ghost fighters now number in the hundreds.
How could these noble sons of disaster be weaker than the Ghost Controllers?
After reading it, Wilson began to carry out his own plan, intending to spread the news about the "Aboriginal Patron God" to make the Americans continue to panic.
If Americans don't panic, then they won't be able to benefit from it. There's nothing that can be done about it.
Soon, news about the "Guardian God of Aboriginal Peoples" spread on the Internet, which immediately made the original plan of the San Francisco government go awry and made all of it disappear into thin air.
The residents of San Francisco fell into panic again. There was news that the "Lord of Disaster" was about to come, and finally a patron saint was about to appear. But now it was said that the patron saint was actually an Indian god. This was really a headache.
The civilians in San Francisco, who had been under stability maintenance, became restless again, and the guys from the slums were also ready to start a "zero-dollar shopping" campaign in San Francisco at any time.
There's no way around it, that's how racial talents are, as long as there are benefits, they're always ready to start making trouble.
Unfortunately, Wilson's campaign targets them, starting from them and radiating to other areas.
And now, the previous group of paranoids have used money to gather all the remaining gang forces in San Francisco, and even invited several mercenary groups from Africa, ready to show their prowess in San Francisco at any time.
These people may not have any idea about the Lord of Disaster, but it doesn’t matter. Once Wilson arrives, everything will fall into place.
With a supernatural being in charge, how could these mercenaries, who are just mortals, dare to show any emotions?
I'm afraid that even more people will choose to join them, worship the great Lord of Disaster, and become his true believers.
Wilson was very sure of this.
After all, who doesn't want to be a superhuman with great power?
San Francisco, everything is under control.
After reading it, Wilson felt slightly relieved.
Now he wants to further expand his influence and make San Francisco completely turbulent!
After that, it’s time to take San Francisco into our possession!
After all, the news that 'the Lord of Disaster will come soon' was also nonsense made up by me.
His Majesty the Lord of Disaster will indeed come, but that will be after he has occupied most of the United States.
"San Francisco? This city will fall into our hands sooner or later, and then no one can stop our rise!"
......
"well."
On the street, the down-and-out white youth Robo sighed deeply, feeling confused about his future.
Because of some stories that could be made into a TV series, Rob became a homeless man in San Francisco. Relying on his guitar playing, he barely managed to become a "wandering singer", but that was slightly higher than a homeless man.
But what is frustrating is that the recent situation is very complicated. There is an endless stream of news about the 'Lord of Disaster' that is going to destroy San Francisco. People are in a panic, and there are fewer people on the streets. Pedestrians have no interest in listening to songs. Naturally, his income as a 'wandering singer' has shrunk significantly, and now he can barely afford to eat.
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