And Now, It's Time to Witness a Miracle.
[This event may involve extraordinary abilities, and the difficulty is unknown. If anyone has time, please come and provide assistance. My location is here...]
After sending the message, Nibuya Mori hurriedly returned to the villa along the same route, pretending that nothing had happened, and walked out of the bathroom.
At the same time.
Everyone in the chat group saw the message and started to comment.
Thunder Hammer User: This fake Morisummer is really useless; he even needs to help with something so simple.
Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King User: Is anyone planning to go? My Servant and I are currently undergoing special training outside.
The Greedy Witch: I'm working, sigh, making money is so hard, I might as well just rob the rich to help the poor.
Spirit Channeling: I'm in the countryside.
Greedy Witch: What a pity, it seems you'll have to fight alone. Hopefully I'll see you again next week~ Don't die!
Greedy Witch: Hmm? Why aren't you replying? Is there no signal? Or is it being blocked?
Thunder Hammer User: Sage, Lord Sage, are you free? If that imposter dies by accident, I won't have a chance to get my revenge.
The Greedy Witch: Another tsundere.
Thunder Hammer User: You're the arrogant one!
Sage: I understand, I'll go there.
The Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King User: Since it was the Sage who made the move, then everything is fine.
The Spirit Channeling: Is the leader going to make a move again? It's a pity I can't witness it.
Greedy Witch: Club President, if I encounter danger next time, will you come to my rescue?
Sage: Didn't you save me at the beach last time?
The group chat immediately fell silent.
It was approaching noon.
The Salvation Cult arranged lunch for everyone, and they sat in a circle.
"Alright, everyone, let's cheer up! Let's raise our glasses! To the awakening of our new believers! To protecting humanity as it faces its end! To the salvation and happiness that everyone can receive! Cheers!"
The young man sitting at the head of the table suddenly stood up, holding a glass of juice high in his hand.
Beside him, a young girl was giving him an adoring look.
Nibuya Morika already knew that this was Hoshimi's boyfriend, named Itojo, who was currently active as the cult's 'Best Newcomer'. It was said that his family had donated almost half of their assets, which was a heavy price to pay.
However, all that was given was not in vain; Itojo received the Cult Master's blessing, granting him physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people.
Meanwhile, the cult members sitting next to each other started chatting, trying to liven up the atmosphere of the gathering.
Sitting next to Nibuya Morika was the same Granny Tanaka.
"So, Little Sister, has your opinion of us changed now?"
"Absolutely not."
She maintained her stance.
"When will your Cult Master appear? He's making such a big deal out of nothing."
"Don't worry, you'll see."
Granny Tanaka just chuckled and turned to talk to the others.
Nibuya Morika fell silent.
Inside the hall, the guests immediately felt at home.
By the afternoon, perhaps because they felt a greater sense of trust, or perhaps because the security was tighter, their group was given more room to move around and was allowed to go to other rooms.
However, there wasn't much to see; it was mostly exhibits about the Salvation Cult, such as descriptions of the so-called Cult Master leader performing miracles.
These things, of course, did not catch Nibuya Morika's eye.
When she transformed into the 'Elf Mother,' she wrote a lot of this kind of thing, and the <Dark Grimoire> also retains a lot of exaggerated and fantastical content.
I passed a corner.
"Hoshimi, what's wrong with you...?"
Nibuya Morika encountered the girl next door with a flushed face and some unusual wrinkles in her clothes, and asked in confusion.
"Honestly, Cheng insisted on being intimate in a place like that, there was nothing I could do..."
Hoshimi Hitomi simply lowered her head shyly.
"Then you tidy it up a bit, I'll look around myself."
"Yes, but you should be careful in Nibuya. There are some places that even we can't just enter."
Nibuya Morika did not press for details about this privacy, but thinking that it might be an opportunity, she quickly got rid of the other party.
Continue along the road.
Nibuya Morika immediately silenced her footsteps and focused her spiritual energy on her ears, further enhancing her already heightened hearing. She then overheard a conversation coming from one of the rooms...
"Aren't you tired of that woman yet?"
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Chapter 40. Now comes the moment to witness a miracle.
"Tired of playing around? Tanaka, what are you talking about? I'm bringing her relief! A stupid woman like her, how can she realize her value without me?"
"You really are a scumbag."
"Heh, are you jealous of me?"
"If you want women, the church has plenty; there's nothing unusual about it."
It's clear from their conversation that one of the two people talking in the room is the girl next door's boyfriend, and the other is named 'Tanaka'.
Nibuya Morika's face turned ashen; she wished she could rush in immediately and beat that scumbag to a pulp.
However, her biggest target on this trip was still the founder of the Salvation Cult, the so-called Cult Master. In order not to alert him, she had to endure it for the time being.
"Tanaka, could you possibly have some kind of relationship with that old woman?"
She made a guess in her mind.
After another round of meaningless conversation, the main event finally arrived.
"Are any of the lambs that came this time troublesome?"
"No."
"Too bad, I wanted to test just how hard my fists are now."
"All you think about is fighting and killing, can you even be considered a religious person?"
"I just want to make a contribution. If I receive another blessing, I can have the same power as the 'Deacon.' That way, I'll have a chance to open the door to the limits of human potential and become a superhuman! You must think so too, right?"
"That point cannot be denied..."
"By the way, when will the Cult Master Leader emerge from seclusion?"
"It should be tonight. The Cult Master leader is too mysterious; nobody knows his true identity. Some people guess he might be the Shrine Priest of one of the famous shrines in Tokyo..."
"Shh... Don't investigate any further, it has nothing to do with us."
That's about it for now.
Hearing footsteps approaching, Nibuya Morika vanished in a flash.
"Shrine Priest? He also possesses the superpower to make people evolve? That's amazing?"
As she blended into the crowd in the hall, she remembered what she had just heard and realized that things were really troublesome.
The other party holds a very prominent position, yet they are doing this kind of thing in secret; clearly, they have some kind of ambition, not good intentions.
Furthermore, the ability to allow the physical body to evolve through blessings is quite terrifying. Even with limitations, the fighting power of the Salvation Cult is considerable. And since it is Evil Cult, operating in an area without signal coverage, acquiring firearms would likely be no problem.
Based on this reasoning, it's clear that her attempt to be the first to stick her neck out won't be easy; there's a considerable risk of her falling into a trap.
"I wonder who came after receiving the news..."
"It's unlikely that they were all unlucky enough to have something happen to them at the same time, right?"
Nibuya Morika thought anxiously.
Time passed slowly, and night was about to fall.
"Why haven't they arrived yet?"
"This is so annoying..."
"Is my rare disease really treatable?"
Those who had been trapped here for a day were naturally full of complaints and curses.
But considering the high sunk costs, it would be a huge loss if we didn't see the so-called 'miracle,' so I forced myself to endure it.
"Alright, I've kept you all waiting. I've received the order from the High Cult Master to emerge from seclusion. Now, let's all pay our respects to the Cult Master and witness the birth of a miracle!"
After Itojo gathered everyone together and announced the news, everyone immediately became excited again.
"Everyone, follow me this way."
He led everyone to a seemingly empty room on the first floor, then spoke into a walkie-talkie to someone, and then with a 'boom,' the floor of the entire room began to sink.
Was it an earthquake?
"We're doomed!"
This caused several screams and panic.
"It's nothing, it's just an elevator. We'll be arriving at our clubhouse next."
Granny Tanaka comforted everyone.
It's a basement?
Nibuya Morika felt a sense of foreboding.
If it were that fool who came, he might not even be able to find his way.
In addition...
"The security is extremely tight; even if we find the way, it won't be easy to get through."
She glanced back; the layer on the ground was at least a meter thick, with specially made steel barriers underneath.
Following the flow of people out, a much wider space appeared before me, as big as a football field. The layout was similar to what I had seen in the room before, with a conspicuous red cloth hanging on the stage.
There were several large doors around, which seemed to connect to other places.
There were more people than I expected.
Nibuya Morika wasn't just referring to the ordinary people in front of her, numbering over a hundred, but also to the hidden guard force belonging to the Salvation Cult, numbering at least a hundred, who were keeping a tight watch.
"They've arrived! It's the Cult Master!"
"My Cult Master!"
"My Cult Master!"
A shout rang out from the crowd, drawing everyone's attention to it.
"Sorry to keep you all waiting!"
Right on one side of the stage, a person dressed in a more formal uniform, wearing a hood and a mask, slowly emerged from the shadows.
Judging from the voice, there were some signs of disguise, but it should be a man.
"I believe that by now everyone has gained some understanding of our religion, and is also aware of the current crisis facing the world. That's right, our Salvation Cult was born out of necessity to save this world from peril... Only our Our God can bring true salvation to everyone; all other religions are false!"
This is the exclusivity of religion.
Only when one believes in a supreme deity can one have a purer faith.