Chapter 681: Extra 32

Su Yun stood on the high platform, seemingly enveloped in a holy radiance, his face both compassionate and solemn.
Looking at the faces below, stunned into numbness, then turning to utter fanaticism, Su Yun felt a chilling mockery within.
'Hmph, these idiots.'
He knew perfectly well that the one manipulating everything behind the scenes, precisely executing those so-called "divine punishments" and bizarre deaths, was not his father with his supposed "intuition."
It was Helios, the ultimate artificial intelligence system he had created, built with the most advanced technology of the time, possessing near-godlike computing power!
But what did it matter?
Using AI to forge divine punishment—this tactic, though absurd, was extremely effective.
These ignorant believers had no need to confront this cold, hard truth.
For these lambs, what truly matters is never the truth itself...
but rather the visible "miracles and evidence" that shatter their cognitive defenses, and a living "divine idol."
And their father is the perfect candidate!
"The Lord is merciful. He will never betray any follower who surrenders his loyalty!"
Su Yun began to throw out the deadly bait,
"However, we mustn't be too narrow-minded. How could the Lord's grace be limited to this small, blue Earth?
Soon, the Lord's glory, through our Fanghuan spatial technology, will break through the physical constraints of this galaxy and spread to every dark corner of the universe.
Let all life in the world, regardless of its form, submit to the supreme doctrine of our 'Trinity Guild' and kneel at the feet of the Almighty Lord!"
So the question arises: how can one make these greedy, selfish, and powerful figures in the audience...
willingly surrender their souls, becoming eternal slaves, willingly becoming his tools of destruction?
"At that time! All of you faithful believers present will receive the supreme reward bestowed by the Lord, gaining something beyond the limits of life—[eternal life]!
You will be freed from the decay of the flesh, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Lord, jointly ruling this vast and boundless universe!"
It's simple. Just throw them the bait—the lure they crave most deep within their genes—like a bone.
Sure enough, after a brief silence…
"Ooh o...
"Praise be to the Almighty Lord! Praise be to Lord Su Hao!!"
"We swear to follow Lord Su Hao to the death! We swear to follow the gods to the death!!"
The entire temple erupted in jubilation!
These usually aloof and powerful figures were now like a pack of crazed beasts, their eyes bloodshot, roaring hoarsely, kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down their faces!
So-called gods are, in essence, such pathetic beings.
Gods did not exist from the beginning; they were forcibly created by mortals who needed them.
And for a god to establish its existence, it must have worshippers.
These were the foolish believers before them, filled with awe for the unknown power, wishing they could break their skulls in worship, willing to sacrifice themselves and others for so-called "blessings"...
even willing to offer themselves and others' lives as offerings!
"......."
Su Yun withdrew his outstretched arms, placing his hands behind his back, and silently surveyed the privileged believers below the stage—those who had shed their usual haughty facades, raising their arms and shouting fervently.
The stark contrast between stillness and dynamism created a strikingly jarring effect.
Su Yun suddenly recalled a sentence penned by an ancient philosopher with chillingly cold strokes:
Religion is nothing more than a political tool used to control the ignorant masses and stabilize the state apparatus.
This cold pronouncement, born hundreds of years ago and criticized by countless people...
Now, it was like a perfectly aimed sniper bullet, flawlessly piercing through this so-called highly advanced future era.