yasinovel Chapter 62 Physical Salvation? This God is no good!
Chapter 62 Physical Salvation? This God is no good!
Bishop Pete's face was contorted with fanaticism, and the heat emanating from the burning holy sword raised the temperature in the milk tea shop several degrees.
"Heretics! Accept the judgment of my Lord!" he roared, bringing his greatsword down on his head.
Lin Fan was so frightened that he shrank under the bar, only daring to peek out through the gap.
Faced with this powerful attack, Chu Jiang remained unfazed.
He simply pushed the Gatling gun forward a little and then pressed a red button on the gun.
"V, BGM".
"Received, boss!" V's voice came from Chu Jiang's soul-nourishing wooden phone, tinged with excitement. "The extended DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra is now online!"
The next second, a dynamic chanting of Buddhist scriptures, accompanied by electronic drum beats, resounded throughout the entire milk tea shop.
"Namo Ratna Trayaya..."
Accompanied by this mesmerizing music, the six barrels of the Merit Gatling gun, formed from golden light of merit, began to spin wildly.
"Rat-a-tat-tat!"
What spewed from the muzzle were not bullets, but golden, solidified swastika-shaped Buddhist symbols.
The countless golden swastikas flying across the sky were like a torrential rain, rushing towards the holy light giant sword.
"boom!"
The holy light greatsword collided with the first "卍" Buddhist seal.
The imagined massive explosion did not occur.
The seemingly mighty holy light greatsword, like a piece of inferior glass hitting a diamond, made a crisp sound and cracked open.
Then came the second, the third, and the countlessth.
"Click."
Before Bishop Pete’s horrified eyes, his prized Holy Light Greatsword was instantly blasted into countless white specks of light by the impenetrable barrage of swastikas.
"No, this is impossible!" Bishop Pete screamed.
Chu Jiang didn't give him a chance to scream any longer; he lowered the gun slightly and aimed it at him.
"Your turn, Master."
"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!"
The golden swastika-shaped barrage instantly overwhelmed Bishop Pete.
The red robe worn by Bishop Pete seemed to have been struck by countless invisible fists, instantly shattering into pieces.
He was in mid-air, dancing uncontrollably.
That wasn't dancing; it was more like an epileptic seizure.
His feet were kicking wildly in the air, his hands were waving erratically, and his body was twisting at an angle that defied the laws of physics, perfectly matching every drumbeat of the DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra.
"I...my Lord..."
He was still muttering something, but more swastikas were poured directly into his mouth.
The holy light emanating from him was completely purified by those Buddhist seals, making him semi-transparent, like a ghost that might vanish at any moment.
Lin Fan peeked out from under the bar and stared at Bishop Pete, who was twitching and tap-dancing in the air. His mouth was agape enough to fit an egg.
What is this? A physical ritual to deliver the deceased?
Chu Jiang released the trigger, and the gun barrel slowly stopped spinning.
Bishop Pete, who was in mid-air, finally stopped convulsing and fell to the ground like a feather.
He knelt there, his translucent face blank and empty, as if his soul had been cleansed.
The surrounding customers, including Lin Fan, all thought the matter was over.
Unexpectedly, Bishop Pete, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly raised his head and opened his mouth.
He sang with deep emotion in a voice that was both ethereal and slightly hoarse.
"Just like that, you've conquered me, cutting off all my escape routes..."
"My feelings are firm, but my decision is foolish..."
The song "Conquer" was sung with clear pronunciation and heartfelt emotion.
The milk tea shop was completely silent.
V's voice rang out at just the right moment.
"Boss, the target has been deeply purified, its consciousness has been cleared, and it is currently in the process of resetting its underlying data. It is estimated that it will take five hundred years to restore it to factory settings."
Chu Jiang nodded in satisfaction.
"It's great, you sang with more emotion than the original singer."
He put away the merit-based Gatling gun, preparing to have V pack up this singing, invisible man and send him back to the underworld to be a resident singer at Meng Po's milk tea shop.
Just then.
"Click—"
A crisp sound, like shattering glass, came from above everyone's heads.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear, like something cracking open.
Lin Fan subconsciously looked up at the sky.
The sky over Shanghai is fragmented by skyscrapers and lights.
But at this moment, above that familiar city skyline, a visible crack is rapidly spreading.
It was like a giant glass dome that had been smashed hard with a hammer.
"Look! What's that in the sky?"
"Holy crap, is this the end of the world? What kind of special effects are these?"
On the pedestrian street, everyone stopped in their tracks, took out their phones, and frantically took pictures of the eerie sight in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable gas poured out of the crack like a flood bursting its banks.
The gas was a pale blue color, carrying a fresh scent of grass and trees and a vibrant sense of life.
Lin Fan took a breath and immediately felt refreshed. The fatigue from working overtime for days seemed to have lessened a bit.
The ordinary people around them didn't feel it very clearly.
But those cultivators who had just knelt down and begged for mercy were now acting as if they had been injected with chicken blood, their eyes wide open and their faces full of disbelief.
"Spiritual...spiritual energy?"
"It's spiritual energy! Such rich spiritual energy! More than ten times richer than the spiritual energy in our association's cave!"
One of the young disciples couldn't help but sit down cross-legged on the spot and try to circulate his internal energy.
As soon as he started, the surrounding blue gas surged wildly into his body.
His aura surged, and he broke through a minor realm on the spot.
"I...I broke through?" The disciple was both surprised and delighted as he felt the surging magical power within his body.
This scene ignited the madness of all cultivators.
They no longer cared about saving face and immediately sat down to meditate, absorbing this "divine gift" that had fallen from the sky as quickly as possible.
Chu Jiang frowned.
He didn't like this feeling of being out of control.
In his mind, the system's notification sound rang frantically, with an unprecedented urgency.
[Red Alert! Red Alert!]
[Detection indicates that an unknown energy has breached a key node in the Yang Realm's rules! The seal is broken, and the rules are being reset!]
[The mortal realm server is currently undergoing a "version update"... Spiritual energy recovery progress 1%...5%...10%...]
[Urgent Mission Issued: Before server maintenance is complete, please register for the highest administrator privileges in the mortal realm!]
[Task Hint: Whoever defines the rules first becomes the GM.]
Chu Jiang's face darkened as he looked at the constantly flashing red warning in his mind.
"Version update, no prior announcement? And a surprise attack?"
He muttered a curse into the air.
"This is a top-level production accident! V, write this down, and later write a 10,000-word complaint letter and send it to the Heavenly Dao! Copy to the Ten Kings of Hell!"
V's voice responded immediately.
"Okay, boss! The complaint letter template has been generated. Do you want to add clauses regarding legal liability?"
Chu Jiang ignored V's banter.
He raised his head, looking at the ever-growing crack in the sky, then at the cultivators on the ground who were meditating and absorbing spiritual energy like madmen, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Administrator privileges?
GM?
He suddenly laughed.
Isn't that a coincidence?
When it comes to seizing territory and setting rules, he's a professional.
"Lin Fan." Chu Jiang patted Lin Fan, who was still in a daze.
"Huh? Dean Chu...?" Lin Fan was startled.
"Stop daydreaming." Chu Jiang pointed to the chaotic scene outside the window, his tone tinged with excitement.
"The world has been upgraded, and our business should be upgraded accordingly."
"Immediately issue an internal notice to the company: 'Three Paths Crossing (Yellow Realm Business Unit)', effective immediately, activate the Level A emergency plan."
Lin Fan looked completely bewildered.
"What contingency plan?"
Chu Jiang revealed a smile that sent chills down the spines of his employees.
"Enclosure Movement".
"Before the new version goes live, seize the most resources, take over the most territory, and earn your first pot of gold."
"Tell them that whoever seizes the most territory will have the highest performance rating and will be given priority in the year-end 'Chosen One' reincarnation quota."