A massive white tower rose ahead,
Its peak nearly pierced the dense clouds that had suddenly gathered overhead.
Around the special location known as the "Cleric Training Camp," enormous screens three stories tall continuously played a video of the Father expressionlessly describing the "harm" caused by emotions.
Humans without emotions would never wage war. The world would be peaceful, everything would be publicly owned, and there would be no arguments or criticism.
Before the nuclear war, this had merely been an imagined Utopia. Now, it was real, and the Clerics were the knights guarding Utopia.
The Clerics, who fully understood their mission, trained diligently to the guiding voices repeating in their ears.
Two Clerics in uniform stood at the entrance, holding special dual pistols.
Others had once tried to break through their defenses, yet they were still standing here.
The thick clouds overhead were suddenly torn apart, and sunlight streamed through the gap, falling upon the two people walking down the distant path.
"Cleric!"
The two low-ranking Clerics greeted John, who happened to be bathed in sunlight, while also looking at the man in the green trench coat standing beside him.
The corner of his mouth twitched, but the two Clerics could not understand what that meant.
"I want to inspect the training."
"And he is?"
"He is a high-ranking Cleric assigned by the Father," John interrupted their question.
"Please enter!"
They were very straightforward.
Without emotions, there would be no suspicion.
Li Zu and John entered through the gates and headed toward the steep stairs leading up to the tower.
"We only have half an hour." John's expression was more solemn than ever. "Within half an hour, we must remove the Posian from their bodies!"
He turned to look at Li Zu, only to discover that Li Zu