An Envoy of Salvation, or a Madman Who Stops at Nothing?

As the old clan chief spoke, he observed everyone's expressions. Only when he sensed that these outsiders remained calm and composed, seemingly unsurprised by the situation of the Fungus-Footed People, did he continue with a hint of excitement:

"But we do not resent Him, because He is forgiving!"

We know that sooner or later He will forgive us and bring the entire tribe back to the rainforest on the surface of the Surface.

We have waited far too long for this day. The long wait has been exhausting. Generation after generation of our people have eked out a living here to atone for their sins, yet we have never received any divine decree, until this day...

Even today!

The old patriarch's expression suddenly became agitated. He could no longer suppress his suspicions and fantasies. He looked intently at Hong Lin, his eyes reddening, and said, word by word:

"You've finally come today!"

You are a stranger from afar, unseen for centuries, one of our fellow countrymen blessed by prosperity, and His messenger bringing the divine message of forgiveness..."

There were three paragraphs in total. The old clan chief's tone changed from excited to expectant, and then to cautious.

His words became increasingly hesitant, for he was waiting for Hong Lin to respond, even if it was just an encouraging smile, but the [Prosperity] Chosen of God, with her furrowed brows, had no idea how to respond to him.

Therefore, the Indifference of the "Divine Envoy" frightened the old clan chief.

He didn't know if Hong Lin was the Divine Envoy he was waiting for, but he knew he didn't have many years left to wait.

So, on this day, the first time in hundreds of years that his tribe had encountered outsiders, his eyes welled up with tears, his body trembled, and he asked pleadingly:

"You... are you?"

It turns out these Fungus-Footed People mistook me for Divine Envoy sent to liberate them. No wonder they were so enthusiastic from the start, and no wonder they kept steering the conversation towards the history of the Fungus-Footed People...

Hong Lin's expression was complicated. She couldn't answer the question because she didn't even want that Chosen of God identity, let alone consider herself a Nothingness and ethereal Divine Envoy.

In contrast, Zuo Qiu was writing furiously, the Hunter closed his eyes, and the puppet remained silent.

In this poor tribe filled with hopes for prosperity, silence arrived before prosperity itself.

Inside the house, the expectant Fungus-Footed People waited with bated breath for a result, but what they received was silence.

Seeing this scene, who wouldn't understand?

They were isolated from the world, not from wisdom. The silence at the scene already revealed the result: this outsider, who was entering the tribe for the first time in hundreds of years, was not His Divine Envoy.

If that's the case, then the so-called divine oracle of forgiveness has never been delivered to the Fungus-Footed People tribe.

The hopes of the Fungus-Footed People in the house suddenly vanished, and the ripples in their hearts seemed to be shrouded in cold mist and instantly frozen. One by one, they looked at the silent stranger in front of them in disbelief, their expressions becoming more and more Lost and Despair.

The old clan chief was the same.

He was getting anxious, but he couldn't control his anxiety.

Now, anxiety has turned into disappointment.

The result that the Fungus-Footed People had been waiting for for hundreds of years seemed to be far from coming, and the young people behind him finally couldn't help but shed tears.

They wept uncontrollably, wailing helplessly.

But just as this hopeful meeting turned into a scene of disappointment, and the light in the old patriarch's eyes dimmed further, a Fate Weaver who "knew how to mend Destiny" suddenly stepped forward. He moved in front of Hong Lin and then gave the old patriarch an extremely warm smile, saying:

"All things Growth and prosper."

Our great and benevolent Lord of Grace, [Prosperity], has long sensed your sincere repentance, and therefore has sent the two of us here to bestow upon you a new divine decree.

The silence just now was your final test.

When hope vanished, you did not harbor resentment, nor did you take your anger out on strangers, nor did you give up on your Faith. Therefore, you passed the test.

"Her people, lift up your heads and tell me, what is your name?"

Upon hearing this, the old patriarch's body trembled violently. He raised his head and looked at Cheng Shi in disbelief, his eyes filled with astonishment and shock, as if wondering why it was Cheng Shi who said these words, and not Hong Lin, who possessed the [Prosperity] power beside him.

However, he realized in less than a second that although he could not feel the power of [prosperity] from the "young man" who spoke, he had taken out a branch that was full of vigorous life!

The old patriarch and the Fungus-Footed People behind him widened their eyes in surprise, for they saw unparalleled prosperity in this tender sprout!

A baptism of new life!

Cheng Shi had somehow taken out the Baptism of Rebirth and held it in his palm. At this moment, he looked like a "savior bodhisattva," with one hand held horizontally in front of him and the other holding a "pure bottle and willow branch." If this pose were in reality before the game, any tourist who didn't look closely would have to come over and bow to him.

The old clan chief didn't know anything about "Bodhisattva." He only knew that the person standing in front of him was radiant and exuded a divine aura from head to toe!

They... are they really Divine Envoy?!

Silence... it's all a test!??

The old patriarch was stunned, then he understood, and finally he believed!

His body trembled uncontrollably, tears of joy welled in his eyes, and after exchanging a glance with the tribal youths behind him who had stopped wailing, he immediately prostrated himself on the ground in reverence, weeping with joy:

"Aluveni, your devout people are named Aluveni!"

Praise to prosperity!

Praise to prosperity!!

I knew it! He would never abandon us!

Praise be to prosperity!!!

Hearing the commotion inside the elder's house, the tribespeople who had been eavesdropping outside also prostrated themselves, their excited shouts echoing like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing over the tribe.

"Praise to prosperity!"

The Fungus-Footed People the house were shouting enthusiastically, but the players inside felt a chill in their hearts.

"..."

What exactly did this Fate Weaver teammate do?

The cold-faced Hunter was once again stunned. A strange glint flashed in Zuo Qiu's eyes. The Puppeteer's puppet, due to the shock of its master, suddenly lost control and knelt on the ground. They stared at Cheng Shi in disbelief, trying to find an explanation.

Hong Lin, standing right next to Cheng Shi, gripped his arm tightly and whispered angrily, "I'm furious!"

"You're insane! We don't have any Divine Envoy, we don't have any divine pronouncements!"

Cheng Shi was in excruciating pain from Hong Lin's immense grip, but he dared not show it at all. He could only swallow his tears while maintaining a warm smile on his face.

He replied softly without moving his lips:

"Don't forget the contents of the Trials: the Prairie Fire, the prairie fire!"

"I'm setting a fire, stop pinching me, lady, your hand's going to break!"

"!!??"

The bewildered Hong Lin had automatically ignored Cheng Shi's use of the term "elder sister." Suddenly realizing what was happening, she abruptly loosened her grip on Cheng Shi's hand, remembering the requirements of this Trials of her Lord of Grace:

In the stillness of the night, a wildfire was ignited.

So, is the hope in the hearts of the Fungus-Footed People hidden deep in the Sighing Forest those extinguished sparks?

They were about to go out, but Cheng Shi seemed to have reignited them.

The problem is, his fire... was fake!

It's forgiveness that comes out of nowhere!

This is insane!

At this moment, Hong Lin had only one thought in her mind:

No wonder he was able to trick Zhen Yi, because he is clearly a madman who lies all the time and does nothing!

It's the third watch today, and it will be the third watch tomorrow too.