Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 301 Summoning the Mechanical Mother
"High Priest, are we really going to invite her?"

"This woman..."

Watching Anwei drag her older brother away, she didn't say the rest of her words: ...She's insane!
Even as a member of a mysterious organization that everyone fears, one would not do such a thing.

To others, the mysterious organization is a bunch of lunatics, but the mysterious organization is actually afraid of lunatics too.

“Of course, Miss Anwei is the most suitable person.”

Faced with the deacon's concerns, Priest Somchai, having made his decision, smiled somewhat easily and sighed, "Actually, I originally intended to persuade her to take charge of the Bronze Scripture for us. Now that she has volunteered for this responsibility, it saves us the trouble of persuading her..."

"But……"

The altar priest didn't know what to say, only hesitatingly saying, "She wasn't even a believer in copper, but a corruptor of the Candle Shadows..."

"Who says that those who enforce the law must have faith in bronze?"

Priest Songchai sighed softly and said in a low voice, "You are too young to know that in the distant past, the most powerful bronze civilization always had two symbols."

"One is the strongest weapon created by combining the power of the entire civilization, which is our faith. It is the mysterious active copper. Mastering it means having the power to conquer and even reshape the entire world."

"However, this copper has disappeared; since the Reconstruction Era, it has only existed in the legends of our generations."

"Our current pursuit is also to find it."

"And another kind..."

He paused slightly, looked in the direction where Anwei had disappeared, and said softly, "That is wisdom!"

"Or rather, the mother of machines!"

"Do you really think that the Virgin who wields the Bronze Codex was just any woman you picked? No, she is merely a vessel we need, a medium who willingly guides the Mechanical Mother into reality."

"So, who she is or who she believes in is not important. What is important is that she needs to cooperate with us willingly, that she needs to be very familiar with Qinggang, and that she needs to have a strong capacity to endure. Only in this way can we guide the Mechanical Mother to descend."

"after all……"

He hesitated for a moment, then looked toward Qinggang: "The copper has disappeared, but the Mother of Machinery still exists."

"But she's having a very tough time."

“We all know that she is partly in Qinggang, and this may be our only chance to get in touch with her.”

"Only by making contact with her and drawing her down into the person who holds the power of the canon can she guide us, help us connect with history, and make it possible to communicate with the bronze civilization in history. Otherwise, everything is just a delusion..."

"..."

The assistant priest was suddenly startled, realizing the unusual nature of the priest's words.

"Then, all that knowledge I downloaded before..."

Priest Songchai gave a wry smile: "What gods are there? You can download anything just by connecting?"

"Ah, all of this was discovered through countless searches of ruins and painstaking gatherings with an old friend."

"We are not serving gods; rather, we have been searching for gods all along..."

"..."

As he spoke, his gaze fell upon the priests over there. They had already begun to successfully graft the will of the various auxiliary altars onto the Pillar of Lord Hou, and were using their own spiritual energy to help stabilize and solidify it.

Otherwise, given Hou Zhizhu's current level, the sheer number of wills alone could crush him.

The result of this was that Hou Zhizhu felt as if he were being crushed by a mountain, unable to express any opinions.

With thorough preparation, everything is ready.

Priest Songchai then gently raised his hand and said in a deep voice, "Then, the Bronze Ritual may begin."

The assistant priest finally realized just how dangerous and important this sacred ceremony was. When he stood up, his body was trembling slightly, and he straightened up with some difficulty.

He climbed the steps beside him and ascended the tall altar. Facing the seven- or eight-meter-tall mechanical Buddha, he held a piece of scrap metal and knocked it down with a devout attitude.

"Om..."

Because of its ingenious structure, this statue, pieced together from scrap iron, or rather, this huge and scattered iron frame, surprisingly produced a beautiful resonance when gently tapped. The clear and lingering sound echoed throughout Bailashan Town and spread outwards.

One sound followed by another.

He struck the door seven times in total, and the long echoes reverberated throughout the entire Baila Mountain area.

It was as if it had triggered some kind of signal in this mountainous area.

In the mountains, one after another, twenty-two living bronze puppets appeared, their serpentine heads glowing with an eerie red light on either side.

With each step, the metal on its body clanged together with a crisp sound. It seemed to move slowly, but it moved extremely fast, passing through countless kneeling worshippers around Baila Mountain, and arrived at the designated location.

They stood respectfully with their hands at their sides, the red light flashing like stars.

On the edge of the mountainous area, groups of mechanical ghosts peeked out from the dense thickets and overgrown grass.

Many of them are no longer human-shaped, and some have more metal on their bodies than flesh and blood. But their remaining faces are full of awe and piety as they bow to the mechanical Buddha statues erected in the square of Bailashan Town.

At the same time that these seven strikes were heard, in various places, instructors began to lead people in reciting scriptures.

Such a vast region, with over 200,000 people, could not possibly be uniform.

But as their chanting began, a strange power drew everyone's voices together, creating a subtle adjustment on a spiritual level.

Finally, every word, every pause, every syllable became exactly the same, forming a subtle fusion.

The voices of over two hundred thousand people overlapped and intertwined, creating an exceptionally grand and even awe-inspiring sound.

The sound itself is a kind of power, echoing throughout the Baila Mountain region.

The final meeting point is the Houzhi Pillar in front of the mechanical Buddha in the square of Bailashan Town.

He performed almost perfectly, embodying the will of the entire field and achieving spiritual integration with all the believers.

"It seems he still has no intention of showing up..."

The mechanical soul priest and the others withdrew their admiring gazes from the Pillar of Hou and unanimously looked towards the altar of the scientific giant.

Some things don't need to be said explicitly, but everyone already understands:
The heir has long since entered Baila Mountain, but has not appeared and has not been found. What does this mean?
There is only one way to allow him to perfectly integrate into this region.

That is, he has already disguised himself as a believer.

This was not a very challenging thing for him as the heir.

However, if he had to pretend to be a believer while also preventing his own will from being assimilated, then there was only one thing he could do.

Hiding in a certain cult, hoping to fight to the death, this scientific giant, who had never shown himself from beginning to end and whom no one had ever heard of before, became as conspicuous as a fly on a bald man's head.

Of course, it is quite remarkable that this successor managed to build a cult without anyone noticing.

Songchai and the others never imagined that this religious group would be created on short notice.

"Ha, he's already here and can't get out, so whether he continues to hide or shows himself is his own choice."

The High Priest of the Mechanical Soul spoke coldly: "Either come and meet us, enjoy our service, and return to the divine kingdom, or you are trapped like a turtle in a jar, and apologize to our billions of believers. Either way, it will be a new historical record..."

"No need to wait for him, let's continue!"

"..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at the other members of the cult, his gaze complex.

The Copper Codex has begun, and the most important moment of the entire codex will be the construction of the Gate of Reality and Illusion, when we will have a dialogue with the Copper Civilization of history. At that time, three high priests will be needed, and none of them want to give up their positions.

The method to obtain one of the high priest positions has now been revealed: it is to see who can eliminate the successor.

This could definitely surpass others and secure a place for them. But the key is that this is a huge undertaking; no one has ever done it before, and even they are a little nervous.

They were afraid that someone else would beat them to it, but they were also hesitant to take the lead themselves.

"Please summon the Holy Maiden of Ceremonies..."

Priest Songchai glanced at the group, smiled slightly, and then turned to the assistant priest beside him.

As he spoke, he saw the believers kneeling all over the central square of Bailashan Town, their bodies uncontrollably wriggling to both sides to make way.

At the end of the road, Miss Anwei, holding the bronze holy book, slowly walked forward, flanked by two living bronze puppets. At this moment, she looked very strange.

It seemed that she had drunk some strange liquid under the service of the copper script believers, and the veins on her body were faintly visible, revealing a strange metallic color that spread throughout her body, giving her an eerie beauty, a half-human, half-metal appearance.

When the priest saw her like this, he nodded in satisfaction.

Whatever the purpose of this pampered young lady from Qinggang, at least she has been very cooperative up to this point.

After that step, many things were no longer under her control.

Of course, she may gain some power afterward, but for what she has done so far, it is worth it.

"So……"

He looked up at the crowd, his gentle voice seeming to reach the ears of countless people throughout Baila Mountain: "The Bronze Script Holy Scripture shall officially begin."

"The first step: Invade the fertile ground of reality in Qinggang!"

"..."

"..."

"what?"

When he uttered these words, several other high-ranking deacons, apart from the priests of the major religious orders present, were greatly surprised.

They had never actually experienced the legendary Bronze Script Holy Scripture. They only knew that building the Gate of Reality and Illusion was of paramount importance to prevent Qinggang from causing damage. However, they did not expect that the Holy Scripture's first step was to actively invade Qinggang.

"Cuckoo..."

At this moment, Anwei actually laughed out loud with excitement.

As she laughed, the mechanical Buddha in front of her suddenly began to vibrate. Countless data lines and cables extended from the huge Buddha, and they became firmly embedded in Anwei's body as if they were alive.

Fresh blood flowed out, and countless bolts of electricity and data entered her body.

This bizarre and terrifying scene sent chills down the spines of countless people present, yet Anwei's laughter was surprisingly cheerful.

After the endless electric light poured into her body, about three to five seconds later, her body seemed to reach its limit, and suddenly a strange burst of electric light exploded outward.

The endless electric light permeated the air, intertwining and colliding with the spiritual network of the entire Baila Mountain region, vaguely forming the shape of Anwei. The next moment, this "Anwei" had already gone with the electric current.

The Baila Mountain area already had countless cables and information networks connected to Qinggang. Now, this strange flow of information hijacked these signals almost instantly and then invaded Qinggang with lightning speed.

"Level 1 alert! Level 1 alert!"

"..."

When the alarm suddenly sounded without warning in all the important departments of Qinggang, Qinggang was still in chaos.

Countless people were caught off guard and could only react with astonishment.
"no……"

"We're still researching what approach to take to investigate and resolve their issues, and the results..."

"They invaded first?"

"Have these bronze script believers gone mad?"

Amidst this unanimous astonishment, the first place to run into trouble was the manor of An Zenghui, the commander-in-chief of the Qinggang armed forces. He had just smashed countless things, and his angry roars echoed in the huge living room.

All the servants and assistants kept their distance, because just now, in his rage, he had even beaten a servant to death.

"That madwoman, what exactly is she trying to do?"

"Haven't I been good enough to her? I nurtured her, trained her, and this is how she repays me?"

"She wants my seal, she wants everything I have. Does she have the right to have it?"

His eyes were red, and he roared at the person on the other end of the phone, as if he were about to commit suicide: "She's just trying to kill herself!"

"Even though I swore an oath over the phone, our spiritual powers haven't made contact, so there's no way she could take over these things from me. And if she were to come back..."

"If she returns, she will surely die!"

"Heh, heh, does she really think that by ruining the eldest and third brothers, and by killing those two illegitimate children, I will only have her as my choice, and that I will have no choice but to hand over everything to her?"

"No, she doesn't understand the value of the word 'noble' at all!"

"she……"

"..."

"No, my father!"

But the next moment, Anwei's voice suddenly rang out on his phone, tinged with laughter: "I understand!"

“I know you too well, so I’m willing to do anything to get your seal.”

"you……"

An Zenghui was taken aback. The voice came too suddenly, and he didn't even have time to react. But then he heard countless voices of An Wei.

Anvina's cheerful, teasing voice rang out from the television set with a crack in front of him, the smart speaker on the coffee table, the voice system of the surveillance equipment, and every other device capable of transmitting sound:
"Now, it's time to keep your promise, my father!"

"..."

"..."

"Quickly notify the three independent investigators! Where is Zhang Chiguo? Summon Zhang Chiguo to a meeting!"

"And, Lilac Mansion, Lilac Mansion..."

"They are in charge of maintaining the physical defenses and the bronze altar. Only they can solve this kind of invasion!"

Qinggang was in complete chaos, with countless shouts erupting everywhere. However, the general consensus boiled down to three main points, and everyone immediately pinned their hopes on Dingxiang Mansion.

In fact, as soon as traces of the Tongwen believers were discovered, someone had already informed the Dingxiang Mansion.

This old gentleman was naturally an expert on matters related to the believers of the Bronze Script.

In particular, he himself had been a priest of the Bronze Script believers, and to those fanatical believers, he was a traitor, irreconcilable.

So, if there is anyone in Qinggang who is the most steadfast in their devotion to these bronze inscription believers, he is certainly one of them.

What no one knew was that the old man had indeed set off. He changed into a magnificent robe, sat in his wheelchair, and walked through the streets of Qinggang. He slowly spoke to his female apprentice, who was pushing him beside him:
"So, it seems that the heir is indeed the child who escaped, and he's currently trapped in the Baila Mountain region?"

"Yes!"

The female student said, "Zhang Chiguo's willingness to disobey orders and rush to Baila Mountain proves this point."

“The mechanical Buddha’s teacher, Songchai, has also sent a signal that he is now trapped in the spiritual field of the Baila Mountain area and can no longer escape.”

"In this case……"

The old gentleman at the Lilac Mansion chuckled softly. For the first time in a hundred years, his wrinkled face, etched with age, revealed a genuinely relaxed smile. He said in a low voice, "Then we should also return to our faith."

(End of this chapter)