Full-Time Public Enemy

Potsdam City was far grander and more imposing than the fortress. Tall, spired arrow towers stood every one hundred fifty meters along its massive stone walls.

The city was built on a vast plain. The land outside its walls, once fertile farmland, now lay completely desolate. Overgrown with weeds and shrubbery, it had become a breeding ground for all manner of wild beasts and venomous insects.

At the city gates and on the walls, the guards were well-equipped. However, their vigilance wasn’t directed at assaults from other city-states but rather at the prospect of the miners rebelling.

Eusebius dashed toward the city, shouting, "The Prophet has arrived," before swiftly rushing inside.

In a mansion near the inner fortress, where the royalty resided, a group of elderly, elegantly dressed figures sat in a circle, a table laden with various fruits and delicacies in the center.

Hearing Eusebius’s report, they didn’t wait for his fervent praise of the Prophet’s miracles and instead waved him away.

The rulers of the city-states’ temples each harbored their own thoughts and began to discuss the matter.

The elder sitting at the head of the table had a gloomy look in his eyes, seething with irritation. How could those idiots from Cyclops mess this up? he wondered furiously. They were paid one thousand five hundred Gold Coins, and yet they allowed these people to arrive alive at Potsdam City! After this matter is settled, I’ll immediately dispatch the city defense forces to eradicate those bandits. I must kill all these failures and retrieve my Gold Coins!

Meanwhile, Joe Igor Winston, the President of the Potsdam City Temple, spoke slowly, "Now that the Prophet has arrived, let us proceed with the plan we arranged earlier and go forth together to welcome him."

The other Temple rulers also rose, each with their own agendas, following the President to greet the arrival.

In reality, the leadership of the Potsdam City Temple largely agreed: they had to publicly expose this "false prophet," otherwise, it would be difficult to explain things to the fortress. As for the possibility that a public exposé might bring shame upon the entire Church... well, that could no longer be their primary concern. They had to choose the lesser of two evils.

Besides, in this world, there was no other sect competing with them for believers—sacrificing eight thousand of their own to kill ten thousand of the enemy was something they were prepared to do.

Since it was broad daylight and most believers had to go down into the mines to work, the grand welcome could only be arranged for about three or four thousand people.

These individuals were the "trusted aides" of the various altar masters who managed to get leave—sneaking away from certain royals’ surveillance—then converging outside the city—and suddenly forming a welcoming aisle for the Prophet!

When Chen Gu arrived at the outskirts of Potsdam City, Joe Igor greeted him with a face brimming with smiles and enthusiastic warmth, shaking Chen Gu’s hands vigorously, "Day and night we’ve waited, and finally we have welcomed the Prophet!"

However, Charles and the others behind Chen Gu exchanged furious looks. This is His Excellency the Prophet, not some common guest in your home! Such a display, while ’enthusiastic,’ shows little respect for the one who represents our God!

Chen Gu lightly withdrew his hand and looked at the thousands of believers around him. How could he not know what Joe Igor and his cohort were thinking? 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

He calmly said, "The glory of our God shines upon the people!"

In this world’s rainy season, the weather was ever-changing. When Eusebius was catching lice by the river, the sun shone brightly after a shower.

But by the time Chen Gu reached Potsdam City, dark clouds covered the sky overhead, indicating another impending downpour.

However, as soon as Chen Gu uttered those words, the dense clouds in the sky seemed to be parted by an invisible hand!

Dark clouds remained all around, but right above the heads of the people gathered to welcome the Prophet, an "opening in the clouds" appeared, revealing the azure sky. Golden sunlight poured through this opening, bathing the congregation below!

In an instant, thousands were dumbfounded. They shared the inherent pride of "main city dwellers," and like their leaders, they had internally scorned the Prophet from a remote fortress.

Today’s so-called welcoming aisle had also been arranged with some prompting from their altar masters. The intent was for this audacious impostor to make a fool of himself in public, an event they would then eagerly publicize.

But unexpectedly, upon this first meeting, a "miracle" was displayed!

Among them, there were those like Eusebius who worshipped the great and true God for the sake of profit; however, most of these lower-level believers were sincere in their faith.

Regardless of their prior prejudices, the moment they truly witnessed a miracle, their perspectives shifted instantly. Their hearts filled with trepidation, and their faith in our God became even more steadfast and devout.

Joe Igor and the others were likewise agape. Could it be... true? Or was it merely a coincidence?

This time, it was Silver Eagle Charles who was cursing silently in the background.

I am but a Second Energy Level Starwind Centurion! he fumed. Exerting all his strength from a distance of several kilometers, he had dispelled the clouds overhead, yet this grand and beautiful demonstration is now Chen Gu’s to claim. I, Silver Eagle, was also once the show-off Prince of Wuzhaoyin City, am I not?