Well, at least she'd managed to look impressive.
But... looks alone weren't enough. She needed a couple of lines, too, didn't she?
At the thought, Yuxuan couldn't help feeling a headache coming on. Socializing had never been her strong suit, and now she had to say
a few lines, too. For a moment, she was completely at a loss.
But the old pope really was as cunning as they came. Perhaps he'd anticipated this, because a piece of white paper slipped
from his sleeve.
Yuxuan looked at the paper. There were only a few simple words on it.
"I... have descended here on behalf of God. Amen."
The wings that appeared that day were seen by almost all of North America. Unlike Yuxuan's upright form, when spread, those wings were
two thousand kilometers long. At their
widest point, they even reached two hundred kilometers. And with their golden radiance, bright as the blazing sun, this time... Yuxuan became famous once and for all.
According to incomplete statistics, at the very moment the wings appeared on July 16, nearly fifty million people across North America fell
to their knees.
Of course, that was just a big-data estimate. As for how they collected the data...
"Is that what it is?"
Yuxuan looked at the tiny chip on the table and picked it up curiously. It was about the size of a fingernail.
"Yes... Angel, these chips have been implanted in everyone's arms. Here in North America, at least among Christians, almost everyone has one."
Beside her, the nun Jiaxiya brewed tea as she explained.
"Oh?"
Yuxuan examined the paper-thin chip in her hand. It wasn't a hard circuit board; when she squeezed it, it felt more like human
skin.
It wasn't the usual green color of a circuit board, either. It was