Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 303 You Are the Heretics (It's the end of the month, please vote!)
"You're not even going to act anymore?"

When the scientific giant finally appeared, the gazes of the crowd turned cold.

They were already anxious about how to get to the altar that was clearly suspicious and to find the heir, but they were surprised to see the other party show up on his own.

Their appearance was so striking that it was almost comical. The two leading figures of the group who had come from the direction of the Science Giant's altar were even carrying investigators' briefcases and wearing standard trench coats.

He stood out conspicuously among the crowd of miners or monks in their robes.

This is practically revealing their identity outright...

The so-called scientific giants were investigators from Qinggang. However, when they looked at the two walking in front, one was frail and wore gold-rimmed glasses, and the other had dark skin and a strong physique. There was no sign of the suspicious successor.

But as long as it's confirmed to be them, that's enough...

"The Bronze Script Holy Script does not tolerate blasphemers. No matter how they sneaked in, they must be apprehended immediately!"

"We cannot give them the opportunity to disrupt the Bronze Script Holy Script..."

"..."

As the priest Songchai began to speak in a low voice, the crowd around him, who had been unable to contain themselves, immediately became excited.

Most of them were members of small religious orders who were not even qualified to build the altar for the assistant priests; their participation was the main focus.

Now, they no longer aspire to the position of high priest. If conditions permit, they could take down the scientific giant and steal his altar as their own. Then, after the rise of the Bronze Church, they might just be able to dominate a region and have a voice.

The other high priests, however, quickly scanned the group of people, showing interest only in the heir.

"Who said we came here to cause trouble?"

Because the concentrated field has appeared, the priest of Songchai speaks here, and his voice is transmitted in all directions along with the spiritual ocean, regardless of distance, but only true believers of the Bronze Script can hear it.

Theoretically, since this team of investigators lurking in Baila Mountain were not devout believers, they should not have heard anything. However, in reality, the doctor reacted faster than anyone else.

As he spoke, he gently raised his head, adjusted his glasses with his middle finger, and his expression held a sacred and lingering quality.

"We've come here to show the believers who the heretics are..."

"..."

What the hell?

The tone was laughable and absurd, so people didn't bother to say anything more. Someone raised their hand and immediately a large number of trees and withered grass in the dense forest fell down.

The next moment, a densely packed army of mechanical demons from all directions, along with members of the small cult who had been itching to charge forward, rushed over. Their objective was clear: to kill people first and then seize the altar of the scientific giant.

As for successors, that's something the important people consider.

Under the mechanical Buddha, several important figures, including the priest Songchai, merely watched coldly.

With the domain established and the inside and outside isolated, no one in the Baila Mountain region can defy their will, including the heir. Therefore, they can disregard any infiltrating enemies and maintain complete control.

The reason they didn't directly use the power of the field to suppress them was simply because the successor hadn't appeared yet.

Whoosh!
Chaos erupted all around, with the Doctor and Black Tiger bearing the brunt, looking like lambs surrounded by wolves.

Despite the chaos around him, the Doctor's face showed no sign of resistance. His gaze turned slightly cold as he turned to Black Tiger beside him: "After he helped you improve your level, what do you feel is still missing?"

Black Tiger spoke in a muffled voice: "I'm very hungry!"

"Sometimes instinct can override reason and thought. What you instinctively feel you lack is what you need most."

The doctor said calmly, "Then, eat everything you think you need!"

Black Tiger hesitated slightly: "But..."

"I'll write your report for you, and the investigator will take responsibility for all the consequences."

The doctor calmed him down with just a few words: "Besides, look at these monsters charging at us, are there any people left?"

Black Tiger subconsciously looked around and saw only the strange faces of the members of the mechanical legion, and the products of crazy machines and flesh and blood.

The overwhelming aura of madness stirred a strong sense of hunger within him, a hunger that had actually arisen shortly after Han Su helped him advance in his cultivation.

He was just enduring it.

Every second felt like an eternity, but he endured it and didn't say a word.

Until this moment, the doctor made the decision for him and dispelled his worries, so he no longer wanted to endure it.

These guys really don't seem like humans...

Then you wouldn't even be human!

Roar!
Black Tiger's voice sounded inconclusively—it was hard to tell whether to call it a roar or a mechanical rumble. He simply raised his hands abruptly and grabbed a nearby mechanical legion monster.

He let the gears on the other's body cut into his flesh and the spikes pierce his palms, feeling only a wild desire being released from within, and he desperately opened his mouth wide...

When he opened his mouth, it exceeded the limits of his cheeks, making him look like a mutated crocodile.

He took a bite, tearing the mechanical body apart, and then swallowed it whole.

They devour machines with flesh and blood, and use machines to complete themselves.

This is a nightmare in real life. Flesh and blood can never fight against machines, but this nightmare has been distorted. Black Tiger is fighting against machines with flesh and blood, and he is treating these endless machines as food.

When he devoured the first one, he was still a bloody mess, but soon after, countless mechanical features began to appear on his body.

This made it easier for him to devour the second machine, and then the third.

With each one he devoured, his body grew larger and more bizarre, until it no longer resembled a human, but was merely a mechanical assembly.

But his will remained pure, displaying an extraordinary focus and purity amidst the bloody and cruel scene.

And his own power also increased at a speed that ordinary people could not understand during this process.

"This……"

This nightmarish scene must have terrified countless people.

unreasonable!
Every Bronze Order secretly builds mechanical legions, regardless of whether conditions permit or not.

But they knew how difficult it was to build a mechanical legion. Bearing iron and listening to gold, eating machinery and worshipping copper, every step required trial and error, lest the believers' physical bodies could not withstand it and they would collapse.

But the giant black man among the scientific giants seemed to be performing magic before everyone's eyes. He fed on the mechanical legion of worm-eaters, plundering mechanical parts from them, and thus grew exponentially.

Is he following the path of a believer or the path of a thief?

If he were a thief like the investigator, he wouldn't have been so bold in devouring things, for fear of his will collapsing.

If it were the path of a believer, and they were subject to mental suppression, they wouldn't attack believers so easily.

This guy seems to have taken advantage of a loophole?
"Heh, that heir does indeed have some novel gadgets..."

Upon witnessing that scene, even the most experienced priests showed slight unease, though not overly alarmed. With a mere glance, they sensed the invisible spiritual power around them being mobilized and directed towards them.

Even if that big black guy hadn't grown into a monster they couldn't understand, they could easily suppress him.

Feeling the spiritual power spreading from all directions, the doctor raised his head, a smile on his face.

“I told you, I’m only here to prove that you are heretics…”

The voice of the priest Songchai would be transmitted to his ears through the field, and now that he spoke, his voice was also transmitted through the field to all the priests and believers in the entire Baila Mountain area.

Clearly discernible, as if whispering in their ears: "The world of copper rises from a perilous land rife with anomalies."

"Those who believe in the mechanical mother give soul to machines."

"Technology is reality, circuits are logic, bullets are existence, destruction and rebirth lie within powerful firepower..."

"..."

"Buzz!"

An unexpected scene unfolded.

These spreading spiritual energies all carried a repulsive force, rejecting the Doctor and Black Tiger who were in the field. However, as the Doctor slowly uttered the incantation, the spiritual energy generated a strange resonance.

This sense of rejection is rapidly dissolving, and instead, a strange fusion is emerging. The chanting of scriptures by more than 200,000 believers throughout the Baila Mountain area has suddenly become much weaker.

Many believers were subconsciously listening to the doctor's voice reciting the words.

Just before, the doctor had already demonstrated his powerful ability to manipulate people; he was able to cultivate a group of followers from this severely polluted area.

The reason he could only develop these things was because his spiritual power was insufficient to influence too many people, and also because he had limited time and could not travel to too many places to let more believers hear his voice.

But now that the field has been formed, it actually meets his requirements, and his chanting has reached the ears of all believers.

He was forcibly robbing the believers in front of the priests.

Moreover, the results are remarkable!
It's like taking off Hannibal's mask and giving the orator a megaphone.

"What the fuck is this?"

Within this field, any slight change would be immediately noticed by the priests, let alone the fact that the Doctor's words had such a significant impact.
However, compared to the sudden surge of faith they experienced, they were even more shocked by what the investigator's assistant had said: "Is this man telling the truth? Does he really know so much about the Bronze Script Bible?"

"When did Qinggang become so knowledgeable about the Tongwen believers?"

"What this investigator says is actually more authentic than what's recorded in our Bronze Script Holy Script?"

"..."

How did the Bronze Script Bible come about?

Those were fragments of hearsay from individual believers, each corrupted by their own beliefs, pieced together in a daze.

These words and deeds, once spoken and performed, were passed down to later generations along with the divine matter left behind in this world by the powerful figures of the Bronze Script sequence. They were heard by believers and recited from time to time, thus resonating with those powerful figures in history and strengthening their anchor in reality.

This characteristic also means that the Bronze Script Bible is destined to be incomplete. This is true not only for Bronze Script believers, but also for the scriptures held by Abundance believers and believers in other major sequences.

The investigator's assistant in this scientific giant is just too authentic.

He seemed to be narrating the complete and unified contents of the sacred texts, the difference in quality immediately apparent. Not only the believers, but even the priests subconsciously listened a few more sentences, and then their understanding was greatly shocked, leaving them utterly astonished:
"Damn it, the ones we have are the pirated ones?"

"..."

"not good……"

They instinctively wanted to listen a little longer, but they quickly realized what was happening and cried out in a trembling voice.

Normally, this person would be treated as an honored guest, earnestly sought his advice, analyzed him word by word, and repeated him with reverence. But now, it is clear that every word he says brings an impact to the believer's spiritual world!
This investigator is actually adopting an orthodox approach, expelling them from the ranks of heretics!

"Use more force..."

As soon as he realized what was happening, the high priest of the mechanical soul was the first to shout in a deep voice, take a step forward, raise his heavy fist, and was about to make a move. He had already embarked on the path of divinity, and his spiritual power surged like waves.

Besides the anger and murderous intent that pierced the doctor's eyes, there was also a hidden fear and apprehension.

"Can't!"

But someone immediately stopped him; it was the Key to the Future and the Pillar of Civilization, both of whom were equally anxious.
“He has a complete set of scriptures; we must obtain them afterward.”

"That big black guy has a very strange aura; we might find the code to create the most powerful biomechanical weapon from him..."

"..."

"No need to say more, it was all the heir's doing. As long as we eventually take down the heir, these things will be within our grasp."

The High Priestess of the Mechanical Soul insisted on taking action.

But others immediately asked, "That's true in theory, but what if it's not?"

This question actually stumped people. Logically speaking, the unusual behavior of the scientific giant must be related to his successor.

So, no matter what abnormalities they exhibit, they can simply resolve them and then take them from the heir. But precisely because their abnormalities are so compelling, they inevitably face the problem of "what if".

What if we kill them and then we really can't get it?
This greed prevented them from making a decision for a moment, but the scientific giant's influence on his followers continued to spread rapidly.

Some people hesitated: "Or should we just use the divinely favored weapon?"

"No, that's for the heir, and that guy hasn't even shown his face yet..."

"Left won't work, right won't work, are we just going to watch them pollute the whole area like this?"

"..."

In their haste, they suddenly heard a few clanging sounds. Everyone turned around and saw Anwei, whose body was being mechanized and rapidly receiving some kind of mysterious consciousness beneath the mechanical Buddha, suddenly open his eyes.

She lightly flicked her fingers, tapping the bronze cover of the sacred text she held in her hands a few times. The crisp sound immediately drowned out the doctor's chanting.

Currently, she has only downloaded 20% of the Mechanical Mother's consciousness; the vast majority is still her own will. However, she has begun to possess some of the Mechanical Mother's abilities.

The Mother of Machines' function is to guide, and at this critical moment, she forcibly guided the thoughts of the believers in the White Wax Mountain region, wrested their will from the Doctor's hands, and restored stability to the field.

Not only that, she also raised her hand, and countless chaotic cables appeared in this area, crisscrossing and sparking like snakes, quickly blocking the way for the Doctor and Black Tiger.

The next moment, it bypassed them and formed a single field, completely imprisoning them within it.

Black Tiger was already like a giant. With a roar, he was about to throw his fist forward.

But the doctor suddenly raised his hand and gently patted the black tiger's toes, saying, "No rush!"

"If she doesn't attack us, we won't attack her either!"

"..."

Black Tiger had already thrown half of his punch when he heard this, so he immediately stopped and slowly withdrew his fist, showing no sign of losing control.

The doctor stood upright in the cage tangled with messy cables, slowly extending his palm and pressing it against the cage from a distance, while continuing to chant.

"amazing……"

Half of the priests looked at the two investigator assistants who had been sealed up, marveling at how the big black man, despite his enormous size, could control himself so easily, and were filled with envy.

The other half of his gaze was fixed on Anvi, who was downloading the consciousness of the Machine Mother, his voice trembling slightly:
"At this moment, she realized that her mind was constantly being torn apart by pain. An ordinary person would probably have collapsed from this pain, but she was still able to think about things in reality and step in to solve our problems..."

"This person in charge of the ceremony is too..."

"..."

Very good!
The priests and others understood what he hadn't said aloud, and felt a surge of relief. But along with their relief, they couldn't help but wonder if such sacrifice and endurance could really only be exchanged for benefits.
Was her attitude a bit too much?
"There's no time to lose, I'll go and solve the problem!"

In a flash, someone strode toward the altar of the scientific giant, and the other priests immediately followed.

After several twists and turns, they were tired of waiting and just wanted to find an heir first.

In the ensuing silence, the scholar over there began to recite scriptures, creating an even purer and more mystical atmosphere.

His voice was now blocked by Anwei, and the believers couldn't hear it, but Anwei heard it very clearly, and it was even beginning to subtly change the bronze holy book she was holding.

Under the influence of this scripture, the speed at which she downloaded the consciousness of the Mechanical Mother suddenly increased countless times. The change caused by the transmission speed was so great that even the priests who were in a hurry to find the successor couldn't help but turn around and look.

"Is it going to work out?"

"..."

"..."

While the Baila Mountain area was filled with joy, Qinggang was in chaos and reacted slowly.

The first person to react effectively was Zhang Chiguo. He only took Cui Qiao with him, picked up his suitcase, and drove a jeep, speeding out of Qinggang.

If things had gone smoothly, he should have been the first reinforcement to reach the Baila Mountain area. However, he did not expect that just twenty kilometers away from the city, a densely packed armed force appeared in front of him, with countless gun barrels pointed at him.

"go back!"

The leader coldly shouted, "Deputy Director Zhang, if you take any more steps forward, it will be considered a violation of orders, and we will take coercive measures!"

"I begged and pleaded with everyone in the city, but I couldn't muster an armed force!"

"So when I went out alone, someone stopped me?"

Zhang Chiguo's anger surged from the depths of his heart, flooding his mind wildly, his eyes turning bloodshot: "There's no need to argue anymore, I'm disobeying orders right now. If you want to take forceful measures, let's see if you can stop me..."

As he spoke, he stepped on the gas and charged straight into the crowd ahead, his crimson tentacles spreading across the air.

Watching this scene from inside the car, Cui Qiao's heart sank, yet she felt a strange, inexplicable sense of pleasure.
"Zhang Tou..."

"He's finally starting to be himself again..."

"..."

"We haven't received any official orders yet. Should we wait or take the initiative?"

On the other side, Wang Fotuo, Zhao Fantian, and Li Moxi were also on the phone. As independent investigators, they were like local emperors in their respective secret prisons.

However, in Qinggang City, in order to avoid misunderstandings, every action required a transfer order. But now that the situation in the Baila Mountain area is clearly serious, the three of them seem to have been forgotten, which is simply absurd.

"We used to only know how to laugh at Zhang Chiguo, but now it seems this guy has more guts than us..."

Lee Moses sneered: "Anyone with eyes can see that this is not an attack from the outside, but sabotage from within!"

"I will not act without orders from above; that's my principle!"

"But now that we've discovered the problem there, it's our principle to rush there immediately and take action to resolve it!"

"..."

"..."

20%……30%……46%……51%……60%……

Even though everyone has their own ideas, there will always be some factors that exceed calculations, but in the Baila Mountain area, the download of the Mother of Machines consciousness is still progressing steadily.

Moreover, as the synchronization rate of consciousness increased faster than imagined, all the attention in the entire Baila Mountain area was drawn to the holy maiden who stood beneath the mechanical Buddha.

Watching the bronze patterns move across her body, watching her spiritual power be strengthened countless times, and then changing her model.

"The consciousness of the Mother of Machines has arrived..."

"It went so smoothly it's unbelievable..."

"Has the moment truly arrived—the moment to end the reconstruction of civilization and change history?"

"..."

The priest, Songchai, could not contain himself and looked at Anwei. Suddenly, he knelt down and worshipped in the most devout manner.

With a whoosh, a group of people followed suit and knelt down, some even with tears in their eyes.

"So, Miss Ai met me in this unexpected way?"

In the farm, Han Su, having heard Wu Qi explain the whole story, also looked expectantly towards the town square of Baila Mountain. If he could bypass those three keys and meet Miss Ai in this situation, he would naturally be more than happy to do so.

But at this moment, as he sensed the increasingly clear and intense mental fluctuations from the other side, his brows began to furrow little by little...

Indeed, a consciousness outside of reality is taking shape, and it carries a sense of familiarity, but...

wrong!

He suddenly realized: That wasn't Miss Ai!
　It's the last day of the month, brothers, cast your votes if you still have any!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)