The mastermind behind all this is Wilson himself, who has returned from the dead.
Having been favored by the 'Lord of Disaster', he understood that he was the legendary one favored by God, possessing the ability to transcend everything. The great 'Lord of Disaster' had given him powerful extraordinary abilities, and he must devote himself to the 'Lord of Disaster' until his death!
By the way, I would like to ask this supreme and great being to give me a white body, and even gender and age don’t matter.
It’s not that it’s racial discrimination, it’s just...well...uh...it seems to be racial discrimination, it’s just that Wilson didn’t notice it when he was white.
In the dim San Francisco sewers, Wilson, wearing a cloak, looked at the dozens of fanatical guys in front of him and said with a smile, "Very good, you have spread the news of the arrival of the Man-Eating Rat King, the vanguard race under the command of the great Lord of Disaster, throughout the entire West Coast. His Majesty the Lord of Disaster is very satisfied!"
Although Wilson knew the "truth" of everything, he still described the so-called "Man-Eating Rat King" as a vanguard under the Lord of Disaster.
There is no other reason, just taking advantage of the situation.
Wilson heard that the Man-Eating Rat King had died on the spot, but it didn't matter. Who said it was the Rat King who died? It was just an ordinary Man-Eating Rat. The real Rat King was still serving under the Lord of Disaster.
Taking advantage of this extraordinary event, he officially established his first reputation and expanded his power at the same time.
For example, these guys in front of him were originally some people who were almost paranoid about mysterious powers. After Wilson showed his extraordinary power in front of them, he became their leader without any hindrance and began to integrate San Francisco.
Next, Wilson thought that he should use these guys as a base to start gathering the survivors of last night's operation, with the goal of controlling the entire San Francisco. He would officially announce the name of the great Lord of Disaster to the whole world, letting everyone know how great His Majesty the Lord of Disaster is!
The goal is great, but reality is reality. Wilson knows that he has to take one step at a time and lay a solid foundation. Otherwise, he will not be able to complete his task, let alone please His Majesty the Lord of Disaster and ask His Majesty to give him a new body.
Therefore, Wilson must continue to take advantage of the situation and expand the influence of the 'Son of Disaster' that he founded, and label all the monsters that appear on the west coast as 'XX under the command of the Lord of Disaster' as much as possible, so that the names of 'Lord of Disaster' and 'Son of Disaster' will be thoroughly known.
Originally, this should have been a very difficult task, but fortunately, most of these guys who are very paranoid about mysterious powers are rich people.
If there was no money, who would think about so many messy things and would have started struggling for life long ago.
With their help, rumors spread quickly and the name of the Man-Eating Rat King spread throughout the entire West Coast.
"It is our honor to serve the great Lord of Disaster!"
Those guys who were obsessed with mysterious powers shouted enthusiastically at Wilson. In their eyes, Wilson could be said to be their leader and the great being representing the 'Lord of Disaster'.
"Very good, but the great Lord of Disaster cannot rely on just a few of us!"
Seeing that everyone was so enthusiastic, Wilson nodded with satisfaction, and then he shouted in a stern voice: "We need more people to help us fight against those ignorant guys, against the state government, and against that golden-haired commander!"
"So, we need more manpower, we need more cannon fodder!"
Listening to Wilson's words, they continued to cheer enthusiastically, treating Wilson's words as if they were an imperial decree.
Seeing the effect was very good, Wilson waved his hand and shouted, "Last night, the evil American government sent countless National Guards and police to wipe out a group of evil guys. It's not a pity that they died, but before they died, they could do something for us to make our cause more advanced."
"Indeed, their death is not a pity, but if they can dedicate their last bit of strength to the great Lord of Disaster, then their death is worth it!"
"Yes, I am willing to use all my wealth to recruit those scum for the great Lord of Disaster, and have them attack the state government from time to time!"
"I also have contacts with mercenary organizations in Africa, I..."
Every paranoid was screaming at the top of his lungs. The feeling was quite hysterical, and even Wilson, the genuine cult leader, felt a little terrified.
"What's wrong with these guys? Are they really mentally ill?"
After muttering to himself, Wilson said without hesitation, "Very good. I know that you are all the most devout believers of the great Lord of Disaster, and are willing to donate your property."
"Then just go for it. The most dedicated ones may be summoned by His Majesty the Lord of Disaster and become extraordinary beings like me!"
After hearing this, these paranoid people became even more excited, and seemed to want to turn the entire sewer upside down.
But Wilson didn't care much, because he was sure that no one would go into the sewer at this time to catch their cult organization in one fell swoop.
After all... before today, he was also a serious San Francisco policeman, who was unfortunately shot and killed in the gunfight last night.
Although he has lost his identity as a policeman, he is well aware of the actions of the police station in recent weeks. It is also for this reason that he was able to learn about the town's 'Man-Eating Rat King' through the police channel and build momentum in advance.
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