"Sometimes, I really envied that guy from the Heaven Group, Zhang Ziliang."
"With Wang Ye charging into battle and Li Xinghe guarding the rear, he could freely display his talents without restraint."
"Why could I never find such outstanding people?"
Thinking of those under his command—either mindless brutes or calculating partners—the Fox Mask could not help but feel a faint trace of envy from time to time.
"However... the final victor will still be me."
"Eternal life is the ultimate outcome of this world."
"And the wheels of history are about to be driven by me!"
With those slightly crazed words, he covered his Fox Mask and laughed foolishly, looking utterly unwell.
"Amitabha."
"Have many people joined the new Buddha Kingdom recently?"
Golden Wheel Buddha spoke as soon as he returned to his room from a trip outside.
With the return of the Buddhas imminent, they had to rebuild a headquarters at this critical juncture. After all, they could only truly count on the descent of Spirit Mountain after the Fourth Awakening of Eternal Night.
By then, it would already be too late.
Besides, maintaining a city's worth of vital energy could serve as healing at crucial moments.
Sun Moon Buddha shook his head gravely and sighed. "Other than some trash expelled by the Heaven Group and wandering the Wasteland, no one has come."
Golden Wheel Buddha froze for a moment.
Although they had cautiously learned about the history of the past millennium, especially the last three years, it was still difficult for them to adjust their mindset so quickly.
Deep within their souls, their subconscious belief was that whenever Spirit Mountain recruited devotees, it was the greatest blessing in the world. Everyone should have been stirred into a frenzy, fighting desperately for even a single spot.
Yet the