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Chapter 270: The aftermath brought by the divine miracle

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SCP-343, "God," left this planet.

The divine miracle He displayed, however, was like a bomb detonated in water, setting off a huge wave.

The residents in that star sector, whether intentional or unintentional, whether interested in the Foundation's live broadcast, were all illuminated by that gentle light.

For them, under that light, perhaps the miracle of resurrection could not be reproduced, but it realistically cured the diseases in their bodies.

This was already a great favor, a kindness that was difficult to repay.

Not long after, the barrage was like an avalanche, and various texts belonging to different language families occupied the screen, looking as if the entire screen had turned white.

"God! It's God! I saw God with my own eyes!"

"Hahaha, I can walk on the ground again; I almost forgot what it feels like to be able to move freely."

"It's so magical; I watched my classmate being killed with my own eyes, but after 'God' appeared, she was resurrected... Can you understand? A person who died in front of you, resurrected, and then excitedly telling what the world after death is like; I suspect I'm still dreaming."

"No, this is not a dream; I am one of the people who was resurrected. After being killed by the 'Antimatter Legion,' I felt my whole body floating upward; there was a black hole in the sky, and countless silent souls were floating toward it together... then, a light wrapped me, and then I woke up."

"I just had an urge to kneel down out of thin air; I don't know if you have this feeling, just like people should eat and drink water, it seems to be an instinct."

"Same, I really started to doubt now that the Foundation's 'God' is really the creator of the universe..."

"There is a new question: 'God,' classified as divinity, created our universe, so what kind of existence will other divinity, and the supreme divinity with the word 'Supreme' added, be? Could it be the creator of the multiverse? The Foundation can contain these existences; could the Administrator be a member of the supreme divinity?"

"Hard to say; the first divinity to appear is like this, what the subsequent divinity will be like, I dare not think, let alone those supreme divinities."

"This is divinity, listen to 'God'."

The discussion in the live broadcast screen was extremely enthusiastic. At the same time, on the planet that was saved, an invisible wave had appeared.

Countless people spontaneously became believers of "God," sincerely thanking Him for extending a helping hand in time and saving their civilization from danger.

The area where "God" appeared and walked was regarded as a holy land.

Students offered bouquets there, residents of the same city rushed over, and more people scrambled for plane tickets, ship tickets, and shuttle tickets to come from all over the world to make a pilgrimage.

The wealthy and politicians of this planet made up their minds to build a statue for "God."

This day was also renamed "God's Descent Day."

Xianzhou "Luo Fu."

The woman's boudoir was classical and elegant, and the green trees in the courtyard outside the window were shaded, the branches swaying slightly with the night wind, rustling.

The night was quiet, but it could not hide Fu Xuan's irritability at this time.

On the red wood carved bed, brocade quilts were laid.

Fu Xuan lay on her side, her gauze clothes traceless, and the feather fan swayed lightly.

"Sigh, a few short seconds, like a dream... still hard to believe that such a divine miracle has really descended."

Fu Xuan couldn't help but whisper; she finally understood why every time she divined the future related to the Foundation, the hexagrams were blurred, or the divination failed directly.

Among the objects pointed to by her divination, there were at least several gods, and even a supreme divinity with a higher status.

In the eyes of others, a diviner is like a charlatan; she is the one who is foolproof among this group of charlatans.

But no matter how much of a charlatan, she belongs to humans, and it is difficult to cross the difference between humans and gods.

This is the most stable and unbreakable barrier.

If "Nous" were willing to lend its status and computing power, she might be able to peek at a little bit, but this is obviously impossible.

Fu Xuan pinched her eyebrows, no longer having the mind to calculate the existence related to the Foundation.

"If the General asks, just use physical discomfort as an excuse to decline."

Jarilo-VI, Goethe Hotel.

Unlike other places in the galaxy, the Trailblazer team was not overly shocked by "God's" power, nor were they in a hurry to discuss what impact "God" would have on the galaxy situation.

The room was not lit, and the lighting only relied on the dim natural light outside the window.

March 7th was full of excitement, wrapped in a white bed sheet, imitating "God's" movements, slowly raising her right hand, her index finger pointing to the sky, solemnly declaring:

"Let there be light!"

As the words fell, a circle of white light appeared behind her head, incomparably dazzling.

"Stelle" clapped her hands.

It's just...

If this light was summoned by March 7th, rather than Bai Xuan holding a flashlight behind her, it would be better.

Moreover, March 7th also ignored a problem: in this environment, lighting from behind would make her face look very black.

It doesn't look like a god, but rather like a demon.

Seeing Dan Heng looked at the "blasphemers" playing happily, couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead, and sighed:

"March, that is an existence no weaker than an Aeon; you play like this, it's easy to get struck by lightning."

After "God" disappeared, where could He go?

The Underworld of Belobog!

In Seeing Dan Heng's eyes, March 7th's behavior was no different from incarnating as an "Abundance Abomination" in front of "The Hunt."

The pink girl crossed her hands on her chest, somewhat hesitant:

"Probably not... 'God' shouldn't be so narrow-minded..."

"Uh, you look at the Xianzhou Alliance, hunting 'Abundance Abominations' for so long, the Aeon of 'Abundance' hasn't fought them to the death either."

Saying that, she pulled off the white bed sheet wrapped around her body and handed it to "Stelle."

Thus, the latter also followed suit and solemnly declared:

"Let there be light!"

In the room, Seeing Dan Heng's second sigh came.

After "God" dealt with the "Antimatter Legion" in a star sector, He returned to Jarilo-VI and appeared in front of Clara.

"Sorry, child, just dealt with a little trouble."

Clara watched with some curiosity as the old man appeared once again, her red eyes somewhat dazed, as if the way the latter had disappeared and reappeared was too miraculous, just like those beings in stories who possess supernatural powers.

In Clara's eyes, this white-haired, white-bearded old grandpa had a kind smile on his face, just because of some small things just now, he had to leave for a short while.

For this girl who is still in her childhood, the whole world is the same as usual.

She needs to continue running in the abandoned town, collecting replaceable metal parts everywhere, and constantly thinking for the continuation of Jarilo-VI's civilization.

What Clara doesn't know is what kind of power the old grandpa in her eyes showed during the short time he disappeared, and how far-reaching his influence was on the entire universe.

What "little trouble" represents.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

When "God's" words fell, the light that shrouded an entire star sector completely transcended all constraints of physical laws, which was more mind-boggling and shocking than the mysterious light screen created by the Foundation.

Although the mainstream belief of today's civilization is still the Aeons who hold the paths, once the Foundation's "God" made a move, He used undeniable, impeccable divine miracles to promote a more ancient existence. ===== CHAPTER 272 =====

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