He Who Does Not Die Is Destined to Become a God (Please Follow, Collect, Vote, and Invest)

"This is really much more convenient!" Clark, who had just learned a new skill, seemed rather excited. He constantly communicated with Robet through Mind Reading. After all, in Clark's eyes, this was the first extraordinary skill he had obtained through learning, and it held a different meaning from the abilities he had possessed innately.

However, Clark did not know that the reason he had been able to master Mind Reading so quickly was that his spirit was already powerful enough. This was also one of Clark's innate talents...

Besides, no one could guarantee that Clark would be unable to master a similar ability without Robet providing him with the techniques.

"All right, say a few words and be done with it. I'm mentally exhausted and don't have the energy for Telepathic Communication. I just want to eat as soon as possible!" Robet, who had been pestered by Clark for half a day, finally interrupted Clark, who had found himself a new toy, in exasperation.

"Sorry, I just wanted to get familiar with this ability. As for the Solar Flare I mentioned earlier, let's wait until you've eaten your fill. We can talk about it after we get home!" Clark finally noticed Robet's physical and mental exhaustion. He looked around at the surrounding crowd and suddenly realized something, feeling a little guilty.

He was clearly the older brother, so why did Robet have to cover for him whenever it came to the Solar Flare or Hypnosis?

At that thought, Clark's expression turned serious. He resolved to properly develop and master his abilities so that something like what had happened today would never happen again!

Robet and the determined Clark followed everyone into the city. The group found a place and celebrated noisily, both celebrating their survival of the disaster and expressing their gratitude to The Kent Family.

Robet did not say much. His entire mind was focused on eating, forcing the people around him to marvel that the famous glutton of Kansas City, Robet, truly lived up to his reputation...

What Robet and Clark did not know was that when Clark had displayed his power and rescued Jonathan from the tornado, a Loom deep inside a textile mill suddenly began weaving furiously.

This Loom was called the Fate Weaver. It was the most important treasure of an assassin organization called the Brotherhood and the foundation of the organization's existence.

Since ancient times, the Brotherhood had adhered to the principle of pursuing violent order amid times of chaos. They had used violence to counter violence and assassinated countless people. The Fate Weaver would weave out the names of the targets who should be eliminated, and the members of the Brotherhood would carry out assassinations according to the list.

The members of the Brotherhood did not consider this cruel. They believed they were following God's guidance: killing one person to save a thousand. Their actions were righteous, and they were God's executioners on earth!

However, that was all in the past. Recently, the Brotherhood's leader, Sloan, had gradually abandoned this principle because he could no longer stand watching the leaders of other assassin organizations eat lavishly, drink themselves senseless, and ride through life in luxury while he, as the leader of the Brotherhood, had to abide by those outdated rules and act according to the instructions of a Loom!

Sloan: I've suffered my entire life. Can't I enjoy myself a little?

Thus, Sloan altered the information transmitted by the Fate Weaver. Since the Fate Weaver was responsible for pointing the way, while each successive leader was responsible for interpreting and relaying its messages, this gave Sloan room to manipulate them...

However, ever since Sloan had altered the Fate Weaver's information for the first time, his own name had appeared on the Fate Weaver. This left Sloan terrified and uneasy, afraid that his subordinates would discover it.

Especially since the Fate Weaver seemed to have grown angry. Sloan's name kept appearing again and again, as though it was determined to kill him.

"It's ringing again? Damn it! It's just a lousy machine, huh?" Sloan walked over to the Fate Weaver and was cursing under his breath when he keenly noticed something wrong. The code formed by the Loom's threads was completely different from his name. In fact, this time the code was far longer than before!

"What is this? A new name? Has the Fate Weaver forgiven me? Bah! I was just frightened by a lousy machine. Why would I need its forgiveness?!" Sloan instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, then muttered resentfully. He took out a password book covered in the marks of age and began deciphering the Fate Weaver's new message.

Sloan also wanted to know exactly whose appearance had caused the Fate Weaver to stop locking onto his name...

"Clark Kent. If he does not die, he is destined to become a god!" Sloan quickly translated the Fate Weaver's message, but he froze after doing so. This was the first time the Fate Weaver had given information containing something beyond a name.

"Why is this happening? Is it because I altered the Fate Weaver's information earlier, causing an anomaly? But what does 'destined to become a god' mean?" Confusion flickered in Sloan's eyes. Unfortunately, the Fate Weaver had never provided explanations for such matters.

Therefore, after thinking about it briefly, Sloan stopped dwelling on the matter and instead chose to notify his subordinates.

"No one else will notice that I altered the Fate Weaver's information, but Carlos might. I think he's begun to suspect me recently. This is the perfect opportunity to divert their attention..." A thought flashed through Sloan's mind. He waited for his subordinates to arrive, then told them about the Fate Weaver's new command.

"If he does not die, he is destined to become a god?" As expected, the assassin Carlos was the first to question it. "The Fate Weaver has never given such information before. Are you sure there wasn't a mistake?"

"Carlos, you shouldn't question the Fate Weaver, and you shouldn't question Sloan either. Everything is God's guidance. Do you intend to abandon our faith?" Before Sloan could speak, Fox glared at Carlos with an unfriendly expression and challenged him.

Although Carlos was the Brotherhood's number-one assassin, Fox, the Brotherhood's number-one female assassin, believed she was no weaker than him. If Carlos dared to abandon their faith, she would make him regret it for the rest of his life!

"Heh, I haven't abandoned our faith..." Carlos scoffed. He had no intention of arguing with Fox. He had noticed something strange about Sloan, but he did not yet have enough evidence. It was not time to turn the table over.

"This is a special message from the Fate Weaver, and it must also represent an extremely important opportunity. Although I don't understand what 'destined to become a god' means, there is only one God. Any other god must be a false god. Perhaps that is why the Fate Weaver issued this message!" Sloan glanced at Carlos, then said solemnly.

"An existence suspected of being a false god must be extremely dangerous. For this operation, I have decided that Fox and Carlos will act together. Find this false god and eliminate him! Kill one, save a thousand!"

"Kill one, save a thousand!" Fox swore solemnly.

"Kill one, save a thousand..." Carlos looked deeply at Sloan, as though he had made some kind of decision.

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Time to start killing!