Chapter 65 Heading to Green Wave Farm!

After gathering the power of hope, Ron was extremely excited.

After so much hard work, it was finally time to reap the rewards.

It wasn't easy!

He was eager to go back and study this power, but it was not easy to leave immediately.

After all, the people were still worshipping him fanatically.

As the chosen one of the emperor, the great savior, how could he run away so quickly?

Stay a little longer and get more power of hope.

Ron stayed for a while, letting the people admire it to their heart's content.

When everyone's emotions were almost calm, he turned around and left.

Then, the cherubim flew everywhere, singing the great miracle that had just happened.

When Ron left, the holy ceremony also came to an end.

People dispersed in batches under the command of the bailiff.

The holy ceremony was over, but the impact of this incident had just begun.

Just like a butterfly flapping its wings, it triggered a series of chain reactions.

After the miracle was shown, Bayev, Carter, Doni and others were sure of one thing.

That is, the Governor General received extremely powerful divine power from His Majesty the Emperor.

Just like the living saint in the legend.

Or Ron Grant is the great living saint!

He is a loyal saint of His Majesty the Emperor, who has been given divine power and walks in the mortal world in His name.

That is the Emperor's deepest compassion and love for the planet Ers, the Grant family and the church.

All praises are dedicated to the Emperor!

The officials of the Royal Court were also shocked, and they were more awed and loyal to the Governor General.

They strengthened their belief in following the great and benevolent Governor General.

Those activists who left the Sacred Square spread the news of the miracle to all parts of the territory.

People discussed the miracles in the scriptures, the Governor General's divine power, and the delicious holy bread and holy water.

And most importantly, the promise made by the Governor General.

He promised that people would no longer be hungry in the future and could eat delicious holy bread.

As this information spread, the rumor that the Governor General had found the Slag Bread Mountain disappeared.

Instead, it became that the Governor had found a holy cake mountain as high as the nest city, and an inexhaustible holy spring.

In short, people were full of expectations.

These expectations turned into tiny, invisible powers of hope.

Those powers of hope floated from various areas of the territory, gathered on the psychic core of the statue of the God Emperor, and slowly nourished Ron.

This is the power of mankind. Individuals may be small.

But with a sufficient base number, the power of hope transformed by faith is enough to make Ron grow into an extremely powerful god!

Although this is suspected of stealing food from the God Emperor, at least he has not rejected it yet.

Besides, he has such a small territory now, and such a little faith power is not enough for the God Emperor to fill his teeth.

It's all for mankind and for the empire. Even if there is no merit, there is hard work.

Let's rest assured and finish it!

Ron comforted himself in this way. In the future, he will make good use of the influence of the God Emperor in the empire and make as much money as he can!

As long as he doesn't object, it won't be considered blasphemy.

Praise the Emperor!

As time passed.

The miracles that occurred during the Holy Ceremony in the Royal Court gradually spread outside the territory.

In the territory of the Homan family, Yusuf had already received the news.

"Master, if it is really the Corpse Emperor who sent down the miracle, what should we do?"

The black-robed leader of the evildoers frowned, a little worried.

After all, he is the Corpse Emperor. No one in the entire galaxy or even the subspace can deny his power.

Of course, the great Lord of Ten Thousand Eyes they believe in is equally powerful.

That is beyond doubt.

But he has never sent down miracles so directly, but only conveyed his will through whispering.

"It's fake. It's just that incompetent Ron playing tricks.

The Star Torch has gone out, and the little power left by the false emperor here has long disappeared.

What's more, the Ers planet is on the edge of the empire, and it is impossible for His eyes to be projected here..."

Yusef sneered:

"According to the data collected recently, the food reserves in the Royal Court District were almost exhausted.

That incompetent person is holding a big event under such circumstances, which is undoubtedly courting death.

By the way, you send more people to the Royal Court District to continue spreading rumors.

Just say that because of this festival, the food in the Royal Court District has been exhausted, and everyone will starve to death!

Let's wait and see the Royal Court District fall into chaos. I don't believe he can conjure up food!"

"Yes!" The black-robed man just took the order and left.

"My Lord, it's not good!"

As soon as the black-robed man went out, the steward of the territory ran in to report that the workers in a factory in the territory were making trouble because of lack of food.

The Horman family is not having a good time either...

Yusef sighed deeply:

"They are just a bunch of mobs who don't understand the difficulties of the territory!

Send out the riot police, kill all the troublemakers, and then randomly select some people to kill..."

He knows that only fear can make people respectful.

Killing more people can produce more corpse starch.

Armed force is the foundation of rule. As long as his army is not hungry, there will be no problem.

What's more, only more deaths can speed up the birth of the Lord of Ten Thousand Eyes' offspring!

And the final winner must be him!

Nothing happened in the territory of the Gray Wolf War Gang.

Maintaining the daily style.

People hid in their homes, while a large number of gang members were shooting.

"Kill, kill those bastards!"

"Wow!"

An Ogryn charged with an iron pot and a big stick, smashing the little man's head with one stick.

Gangs, criminals, thieves, hallucinogens, all kinds of people mixed together.

Death and gunfights are the eternal themes here.

No matter who it is, they will have a headache with this intricate and chaotic place.

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Royal Court District, Spire Mansion.

Ron was counting the harvest this time.

The power of hope collected this time far exceeded expectations, reaching 300,000 points!

He felt that his body became purer, and his understanding and control of the nature of the subspace went a step further.

He could use this psychic power in more forms.

In short, it was unlocking new skills.

The most important of them was the ability to teleport over long distances.

If the human empire wanted to teleport over long distances, it often needed to rely on the subspace engine on the spacecraft, the teleportation device installed on the building, or the navigation beacon.

The distances that these methods can teleport vary.

But they all require the help of the Navigator Family, the Mechanicus, or the Astropaths.

The planet Ers does not have this condition.

The Chaos Gods' teleportation is more direct.

They can use the chaotic power generated by the sacrifice of believers to locate themselves, thereby tearing a crack between the subspace and reality and invading the real world.

Of course, our God Emperor also has similar abilities and can teleport his cursed legions everywhere.

This god-like teleportation method is more direct and can almost ignore distance.

With enough power of hope, Ron also mastered this ability that belongs to the authority of God.

Now, he can open the portal and go to the Green Wave Farm left over from the golden age of mankind!