"The sole believer of the True God Cult?"
Zhang Chen couldn't help but feel surprised.
The True God Cult in this world had only one believer, which was truly pathetic.
In an instant, Zhang Chen made up his mind; it would be her.
He would help her, and in return, she could help him complete the tasks for the spirit body stage. It was a win-win situation.
"Master, this sculpture... it must be you... it looks a bit like you!"
The consciousness of the Underworld Mushroom pointed at the sculpture on the altar.
It was a wooden carving of a person, with very blurry features and crudely sculpted clothing. Yet, it was recognizable as him?
"I'll communicate with her. Don't cause trouble!"
Zhang Chen said, gathering energy in his hand and gently touching the girl's forehead.
In an instant, Zhang Chen pulled the girl into his consciousness space.
"Where... where is this?"
The girl looked around in panic. The scene transformed from a simple, small room into darkness, and then gradually into an idyllic paradise.
Flowing water, the fragrance of flowers, and the songs of birds.
Zhang Chen sat in a pavilion on a small hillside by the stream, watching the girl.
"Come up and sit!"
Zhang Chen said with a smile.
"Are you... the True God? Have I died?!"
When the girl saw Zhang Chen's appearance, she was first greatly shocked, and then her face was filled with joy.
It was as if being with the True God after death was her lifelong wish, or perhaps she was happy to discover that the True God truly existed.
"You are not dead. This is the consciousness space. We can only meet in this way. Don't worry, time outside is frozen when you are here, so it doesn't matter how long we spend here."
Zhang Chen said with a smile.
The girl obediently walked over and knelt before Zhang Chen.
"Believer of the True God Cult, Zhang Wenwen, pays respects to the True God!"
The girl said softly.
"Zhang Wenwen? You said your name is Zhang Wenwen?"
Now it was Zhang Chen's turn to be shocked.
He was very familiar with Zhang Wenwen, but the girl before him didn't look anything like Zhang Wenwen.
Moreover, when Zhang Chen knew Zhang Wenwen, she was nearly twenty years old.
But this girl looked sixteen or seventeen.
Although girls change as they grow, it couldn't be plastic surgery, and besides... a face could be altered, but this chest... could it be made smaller?
"Yes, I am an orphan. The Cult Master raised me. At that time, there were still more than ten people in the True God Cult."
"But by the time it reached me, only I was left. So I changed my name to Zhang Wenwen, the name of the most influential Cult Master of the True God Cult."
Little Zhang Wenwen said, with a hint of pride in her eyes.
"The most influential Cult Master? How many years has the True God Cult been spread?"
Zhang Chen sensed something and quickly asked.
"Since Cult Master Zhang Wenwen brought the True God Cult to great prosperity, it has been 516 years!"
Little Zhang Wenwen replied.
"516 years?! You mean... this is the future!?"
Zhang Chen was even more astonished.
He hadn't expected to travel to the future this time, 500 years into the future.
He never imagined that the once prosperous True God Cult would decline to only one believer in just a few hundred years.
"True God... you have been sleeping for 516 years!"
"Since Cult Master Zhang Wenwen passed away, the True God Cult has not produced another Cult Master as outstanding as her. On many occasions, you did not favor the subsequent Cult Masters at critical moments."
"Did the cult decline simply because those Cult Masters did not receive my favor?"
There were many religions in the world, and so-called deities had never openly favored anyone or shown miracles.
But weren't there still many believers?
"That is only one aspect; the other aspect is the conflict of interest."
"Originally, the True God Cult stood above all nations on Planet Water Blue, and the power of the branch Cult Masters even surpassed that of regional administrators."
"Moreover, many believers entered politics with the support of other believers, bringing the True God Cult to an unprecedented peak of power."
"But this situation only lasted for 50 years. Corrupted by power and money, the old high-ranking officials of the True God Cult betrayed the tenets and engaged in frantic wealth accumulation, which encroached upon the interests of many major families."
"Ultimately, in a series of anti-True God Cult wars, the True God Cult was pulled down from its pedestal."
"At the same time, a new branch of the True God Cult emerged, the New Cult where I belong. We followed the original rules and once revived the sect."
"However, the image of corruption and depravity left by the old True God Cult was already deeply ingrained in the minds of the people. Coupled with the intentional suppression and smearing by the major families, our sect was once again despised by the public, and you remained in slumber, never appearing."
"It has developed to this day, with only me left as a believer."
Little Zhang Wenwen recounted the rise and fall of the True God Cult, from its peak glory to its decline, as if listing treasured items. As she reached the end, her expression became dejected, and she felt a sense of guilt towards the True God.
Zhang Chen sighed with emotion.
Power and desire could indeed corrupt people easily.
"It's alright. Now that I'm here, we can revive the True God Cult together."
A flame suddenly ignited in Zhang Chen's heart.
His own cult had been suppressed to this extent?!
It was time to let the world know the strength of the True God.
"That's wonderful! With the True God's protection, the True God Cult will surely return to its former glory!"
Little Zhang Wenwen jumped up and down with joy, but she quickly realized she had been too informal in front of Zhang Chen and immediately knelt down again.
"Also, change your name back to your original one. You shouldn't use the name Zhang Wenwen."
Zhang Chen suggested.
"Yes... True God... is it because I... am not worthy?"
Little Zhang Wenwen was both submissive and stubborn.
Submissive due to the natural obedience to the True God, and stubborn in her desire to know the reason even in this situation.
"No, it's because the name of the Cult Master who revived the True God Cult should be remembered by future believers!"
"So... tell me, what is your name?!"
Zhang Chen asked again.
"My name is Tang Xueyao!"
"Very good, Tang Xueyao. Let's revive the True God Cult together!"
The scene flickered and changed back to the dilapidated wooden hut.
Tang Xueyao looked around at her surroundings, feeling a sense of daze.
Was everything that just happened real, or was it a dream?!
At this moment, the sound of rustling footsteps came from the yard, along with the laughter and chatter of several men.
"I heard there are still remnants of the True God Cult here. Let's have some fun with them!"
"A few months ago, that old believer hung himself on a tree and struggled for over ten minutes before dying. I thought there was truly divine protection, haha!"
"It was clearly your rope that didn't tighten around his throat. Otherwise, how could a normal person last that long?"
"What new tricks will we play this time?"
Bang!
The flimsy door was kicked open and lay to the side. Four or five men appeared at the doorway with malicious intent.