People are in Zongman, the mastermind behind the revival of spiritual energy

Chapter 80

Gin finally returned to Neon.

He was riding on a cruise ship.

Gin, who had recovered from his injuries, still brought his old partner, Vodka.

On the deck of the cruise ship.

The whistling sea breeze could not extinguish the faint heat in Gin’s heart.

Taboo”knowledge”, extraordinary realm.

They are all true.

Since they are genuine, the source of the notebook, Neon, has become the focus of the Black Organization.

The boss personally observed the notebook, but many things were not allowed to be seen.

Experiments can only be conducted based on the existing taboo”knowledge”.

For example, Ritual Five to witness the truth of the world.

For example, the blood sacrifice to the gods mentioned later.

For example, large-scale sacrifices to enhance the essence of mortals.

And what Gin wants to experiment with in Neon is the large-scale sacrifice.

After all.

Since the notebook has been circulated in Neon, if anything happens to the large-scale sacrifice, there will naturally be tall people to handle it?

Maybe. It doesn’t matter if it can’t be handled.

It’s just a test.

Masuyama Kenzo has prepared everything for them17.

As a veteran of the Black Organization and a friend of the boss, Kenzo Masuyama is trustworthy.

As the chairman of a Japanese car company and a big shot in the financial world, it is easy for Gin to find a force that is easy to do things for.

For example, directly create a”cult” organization from scratch.

Anyway, many high-ranking people in Japan who want to make money do this, not just Kenzo Masuyama.

“Let’s go.”

Gin took the manuscript of forbidden”knowledge” into his pocket.

It didn’t have much content, but it contained many taboos that ordinary people couldn’t see.

“Yes!”

Vodka was very excited.

He also vaguely knew something, so he thought he had entered the core of the organization.

Especially the attitude of the eldest brother towards him was much better.

Staring at the neon port.

Gin was unexpectedly nervous.

Unknown territory……

……

Tsk… this damn weather.

Ryuen Sho hid in the eaves of the”Visual God Cult” headquarters.

It has been a while since he became a chess piece of the Fujiwara family.

Since he is a chess piece, he must have the consciousness of being a chess piece.

There are tasks from above, and he should go to religious forces more often.

So Ryuen Sho has a new identity afterwards.

A devout believer of the Visual God Cult.

Staring at the sky.

It is overcast and drizzling.

Many believers wearing modified kimonos walked into the Visual God Cult headquarters talking and laughing.

Ryuen Sho can’t quite understand Fujiwara’s purpose of exploring religious forces.

There are countless religions in Japan.

Most of them are unrecognized cults.

The Visual God Cult is a cult.

Having said that, as long as the cult does not cause trouble, the higher-ups will not send people to cause trouble.

Do you want to collect black materials on political opponents?

Or use the cult as a political achievement?

Ryuen Sho pondered the deep meaning.

He is the youngest believer of the Visual God Cult. He is also the devout believer who donated the most money.

Based on this.

Even though Long Yuanxiang has not been here for a long time, he still has a good position in the Visual God Church.

He is considered a core member.

He was bored waiting for the leader on the high platform.

A little old man with white hair.

It is said that he has no children and regards the Visual God Church as his spiritual sustenance.

The arrival of the young man Long Yuanxiang made the leader smile more. He would talk to Long Yuanxiang almost every day.

But… his brows couldn’t help but frown.

Long Yuanxiang found that the old leader had been”perfunctory” to the believers for several days in a row.

It seems that he is busy with something.

There is always a worry on his face.

Does this old man not want to run the Visual God Church?

That’s right.

Dozens of believers basically regard this place as a place for retirement and entertainment, and the money donated is not as good as him, a student who dropped out of school.

Since the Visual God Church is going to close down, Long Yuanxiang has also begun to think about a way out.

Should he go to another cult, or report the matter here to Fuji…

Hmm?

The boring dogma propaganda was over. The leader did not leave in a hurry this time. Instead, he passed by Long Yuanxiang with a tired look on his face.

When the old man walked away,

Long Yuanxiang had an extra notebook in his arms.

“Go away, kid, this place is not suitable for young people like you……”

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He did not look at the old man hurriedly walking away.

Instead, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the happy church members around him.

Not suitable for young people like me?

Didn’t he often tell me that the people here are his connections…

Old man, you are in trouble…

He Longyuan Xiang is often a nobody.

But he is still quite clear in his mind who is good to him and who is bad to him.

As usual, he wandered around the station and then yawned and walked out of the station.

The rainy day made Longyuan Xiang take a taxi home once.

It was the home that Fujiwara arranged for him.

An expensive apartment.

It is said that it is used by the government to subsidize the poor.

As a result, there are quite a few luxury cars parked downstairs.

Tsk…

He carried some convenience store goods upstairs and walked into the room slowly.

He didn’t sit down at the desk by the window until he finished his meal.

Notebook…

The old man often used it to record the daily affairs of the”big family” of the Visual God Church.

While it was still light in the rainy day, Long Yuanxiang opened the first page.

【Visual teaching has finally been established, visualizing all kinds of life, and staying in our teaching[]

Life is not only about the results, but also about the scenery along the way.

Good name, I think I can make some friends who can help me grow old.】

【Grandma Inoue’s grandson is missing. Poor old man. I have no good solution. I can only comfort Grandma Inoue and hope that she can have a good life tomorrow. 】

Trivial matters. Ryuen

Sho just glanced at it and continued to read.

He slowed down until he found his figure.

【That kid is called Long Yuanxiang, right? What a good kid. He pities us old guys and donated a lot of money. Hey, those old guys even want to adopt that kid as their adopted son.

I, the old man, haven’t said anything yet!】

【I used all the money donated by the child to buy some things that young people can use, and I will give one out after a while.

How can we old guys use the money of that child?】

Silence, pause.

Ryuen Sho was grinding the paper of the notebook with an unknown mood.

He knew that he was a scumbag.

He would not be so arrogant and still have someone to care about him.

But now.

Some old guys care about him, a scumbag, in their own unique way.

They must have misunderstood something.

The donation money was supported by Fujiwara behind the scenes.

He is still that scumbag