At the center of the Holy City in the experimental zone, a young man wearing a plastic crown and stepping on dung bricks, step by step, walked to the front of the high platform.

Directly below the platform was a sphere bound in plastic—this was the idol of the Holy City, their god was a sphere.

Or rather, the god worshiped by the Holy City, from a visual standpoint, was just a ball.

Below the stage lay countless cheering crowds; they looked feverishly at the young man as if observing a deity, with some even excitedly kneeling onto the ground, tears streaming from their faces.

The young man watched this scene with satisfaction, letting out a loud shout, his voice erupting into waves of sound that echoed across the entire city.

"God loves mankind!"

Accompanied by this thunderous boom, witnessing this moment beyond mortal comprehension, the people below burst into cheers like tidal waves.

Then, with a wave of his hand, large quantities of nutrition paste began to fall from the sky, scattering towards the crowd.

Watching the people cheer and scramble for the divine food, the expressions on their faces growing increasingly devout, the young man smiled contentedly and turned to walk into the palace from the platform.

A servant followed behind the young man, respectfully saying, "Son of God, Zhou Bai, they are waiting for you in the meeting room."

"Then let's go to the meeting room," the Son of God said casually, "The amplifier's volume is too loud; I'm practically deafened. And the drones are flying too low, almost got seen. Remember to have someone adjust it properly."

The servant nodded affirmatively, being an intimate of the Son of God, naturally aware of how the Son of God Zhou Bai used various devices to feign divine acts, and how he ruled the Holy City through divine power and belief.

"Oh, by the way." The Son of God said, "From today onwards, I bestow upon you the title of Zhou Bai, you shall be called Servant Zhou Bai."

The servant clumsily repeated the two words he did not understand, but his tone was full of delight: "Zhou Bai?"

The reason it felt clumsy to pronounce was because these two words seemed to not belong to their language, making them completely unsure of their meaning, only reciting them aloud.

The Son of God Zhou Bai nodded: "My dreams have become more frequent recently, in the dream world people do not worry about food and drink, they have all kinds of magical tools, beautiful clothes, delicious food..."

Servant Zhou Bai laughed: "That must be a beautiful dream."

The Son of God Zhou Bai shook his head: "Not beautiful at all, in that world I'm just an ordinary mortal, no one listens to me, much less worships me; I'm even oppressed and exploited, truly a horrible nightmare."

Servant Zhou Bai said nothing, only listened as the Son of God Zhou Bai continued: "But in the dream, I increasingly hear those two words... Zhou~ Bai~.

These two words are indeed very important and noble."

Servant Zhou Bai nodded, ever since the Son of God Zhou Bai kept hearing the words Zhou Bai in his dreams, he had regarded them as a noble title.

He would bestow this title on those favored by the god to distinguish them from others.

And as more and more people were granted the title, the Son of God Zhou Bai felt stimulated by something, dreaming more frequently.

"Now that I think about it... you've been working hard lately as well, I might as well grant you the title of Zhou Bai too."

Servant Zhou Bai quickly bowed in gratitude.

The two walked all the way into the hall, where they saw five other Zhou Bais already seated at the conference table.

These five Zhou Bais were the most powerful figures in the Holy City besides the Son of God Zhou Bai, and they were the true controllers behind the scenes of the entire Holy City.

The one with the most brothers and responsible for the daily guarding of the Holy City, General Zhou Bai, was a burly man wrapped entirely in plastic armor, and he spoke in a rough tone: "Is it settled, Son of God Zhou Bai?"

On the other side, Chief Zhou Bai, who managed the distribution of nutrition paste and received it daily from the relic, smiled and said, "Every 'grand distribution of food' effectively enhances the cohesion and devotion of the masses, they are really easy to placate."

The relic located at the city's bottom was where the nutrition paste was distributed daily and contained numerous experimental devices left by the Heavenly Demons.

Domestic Affairs Zhou Bai was an elderly man who said anxiously, "We cannot let the commoners have too much food; we should reduce the next food distribution so that they will borrow food from us, indebted to us for life."

On the other side, the girl who allegedly comprehended the divine power (Primordial Spirit Power), Divine Power Zhou Bai, said casually, "That's not the main point. The main point is the rebels. But as long as we give them enough to eat and drink, the rebels' incitement shouldn't be successful."

Lately, forces opposing the Son of God Zhou Bai have been restless in the Holy City, seemingly plotting and stirring something secretly, threatening their rule, so they held this event today to stabilize the people's hearts.

General Zhou Bai laughed wildly: "Will you let me host this event next time? It looks very interesting."

Divine Power Zhou Bai agreed, "Letting the Son of God Zhou Bai host every event must be tiring, let us share the responsibility too."

Seeing the five Zhou Bais completely ignoring him and talking among themselves about plans to replace him as host, the Son of God Zhou Bai's gaze subtly flickered.

Just then, the door was kicked open, and a dozen or so men rushed in. The leading man wielded a gun and opened fire on the five Zhou Bais, killing them all.

"Hahahaha." The gun-wielding man looked at the five corpses on the ground and sneered: "You pests only know how to crawl on the heads of the people, from today the Holy City belongs to the people!"

The gun-wielding man turned his head, expecting fear, but it did not appear on the Son of God Zhou Bai's face. He clapped his hands while watching the gun-wielding man and said, "Well done, those who only know how to fill their bellies and have forgotten their mission deserved to die long ago."

The gun-wielding man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You don't blame me?"

The Son of God Zhou Bai said, "Why would I blame you? These pests, sitting idly and not acting according to the god's will, only thinking about their gains, should have been killed long ago."

The man thought for a moment, nodded, and then heard the Son of God Zhou Bai continue, "Now that these villains have been killed, what do you plan to do next?"

"Do next?" The man was stunned again, and then suddenly said, "Distribute all the food they hoarded to the people!"

The Son of God Zhou Bai smiled, "That's a kind gesture, but what will you do afterward?"

"Afterward?" The man seemed to have never thought about this question.

The Son of God Zhou Bai said, "The operation of the entire city relies on food distribution to make the people work.

If you distribute the hoarded food to all the people, it's enough to feed them for more than a year. Within the next few months, many dirty, exhausting, difficult jobs might go undone, and the city's operation will face problems."

"Why work!" The man shouted, "Let's all share the divine food, and no one needs to work!"