Chapter 75 The Coffin of Sleep

In the past ten years, they have held such a ceremony almost every year, and it has become a habit for these big guys present.

The emergence of the supernatural incident five years ago dispelled some of the doubts of the president and other officials, because supernatural powers seemed to be a type of miracle.

Moreover, legends of gods are not only found in Qingmang, but also in other countries around the world.

There are Taotie in Taotie, Chiwu in Chiwu, and Hades in Beiming. Other places in the world also have their own gods, and they also have the mission of awakening the gods.

What if other countries wake up their gods first, but the Green Mango Goddess is still sleeping?

Facing the Taotie Kingdom's powerful army and almost ubiquitous allies, the newly rising Qingmang has been under tremendous pressure.

Even if the Taotie army comes, we can still resist it with the army. If the legendary Taotie God really comes, how can we resist it?

There is no way their flesh and blood bodies can withstand God's attack.

No one wants to be a sinner of the country.

Therefore, the president, prime minister, speaker, and chief experts, no matter whether they believe in the goddess or not, or no matter what the goddess in their hearts is, they all sit here obediently and watch the four divine attendants act according to the inheritance of the Kingdom of God.

On the contrary, several great attendants who had not been together for a year had just entered the venue, and it was obvious that they did not like each other.

One of them, a black-faced, bald, horse-faced old man in black robe, stared at Li Mu, who looked like an art master, and sneered:

"I heard that you manage the Goddess Belief and Culture Research Association in an orderly manner, and recently established a branch in Wutong City. If the goddess returns, you will take the greatest credit!"

Li Mu snorted: "Someone has to do something. Some people don't bother to do it, so I have to do it."

The four great attendants are composed of a chief attendant and three secondary attendants. The black-faced old man is named Antu, and he is one of the three secondary attendants of the goddess along with Li Mu.

But when the goddess was sleeping, Li Mu was just an ordinary priest, not even a divine attendant at all. It was only later that the second attendant, Long Yuan, died unexpectedly, and he had no choice but to let him take over. So Antu has always looked down on Lao Li.

"But I heard that you actually found a young woman who has no achievements in theology, no experience, and does not believe in goddesses to be the high priest in Wutong City.

"You also found some expert who appeared out of nowhere in his twenties to be the wise man.

"If you keep playing like this, aren't you afraid that our Qingmang Kingdom Goddess Cult will become a laughing stock!"

Antu's words were spicy and intense, and they obviously went beyond the scope of small talk.

But the other secondary servant in black, with a fair face and silver hair like blood and snow, had his hands behind his sleeves and said nothing, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The reason is very simple. His name is Ai Jue, and he is an elder in Ai's family.

Li Mu chose a junior from the Ai family to take charge of Wutong City. On the outside, he was concerned about this, neither approving nor opposing it, but he was actually happy in his heart.

A strange look flashed in the eyes of Xuan Nu, the head waiter in red, who was walking at the front.

In any case, the statement "turning the entire Goddess Cult into a laughing stock" cannot be completely untouched to her.

"I, Lao Li, can't do anything else, so I have my own reasons for choosing someone!"

Li Mu was not afraid of Antu's provocation at all.

He was sure that if someone really questioned this matter, the first one to jump out and refute would not be him, but the old fox Ai Jue.

Behind Ai Jue is the Ai family, an old noble family that has been passed down since the days of the Kingdom of God and still plays a decisive role in the current era of the Republic.

He also knew that An Tu was not really worried about the reputation of the Goddess Cult, he just wanted to install a few more people with the surname An in his family.

The Superpower Department will be established publicly soon, and Superpower Bureaus will be established in various places. There will be plenty of positions. When the time comes, just leave a few positions for his surname An.

Just as Antu was about to say something else, he heard the President from the first row of the auditorium nearby knocking on the table and reminding him:

"Masters, make no mistake. The Goddess Cult no longer exists.

"Now, both the Goddess Belief and Culture Research Association and the Department of Supernatural Powers are national institutions.

"State positions are not something you can bargain for.

“Appointments to each of our positions go through a rigorous process.

"The current positions of the Wutong City Credit Research Branch have all passed our review at all levels, and there are absolutely no problems mentioned by Master An."

The president decisively reminded them who was boss now.

Antu and Xuannv both agreed and said nothing. They also understood that the country is no longer the Kingdom of God in the past. Without the support of the country, they are nothing.

Some things can be said in private, and some things can be done in private, but they must not be mentioned openly.

"Then let's get started!"

The old lady who was the great waiter, who was silently deflated in front of the president, walked to the position of the officiant.

The entire altar looks like an oval-shaped boulder, with a black metal door in the middle of the oval.

There are four positions on the edge of the boulder, and there is a podium in front of each position, facing the center.

Li Mu, Ai Jue, and An Tu each occupied a podium, and the four of them formed a diamond shape.

The old woman, An Tu and Ai Jue each took out a Goddess Sect classic and placed it on the podium.

Only Lao Li's style was completely different. He took out his laptop from his bag and put it away grandly.

The old woman started to read loudly.

The cadence of her voice was so exaggerated that it was difficult to tell whether he was speaking or singing. The only problem was that no one could understand what he was saying.

In a completely opposite style, in the diagonal direction from her, Lao Li skillfully pressed the keyboard to call up the program.

The altar looks very simple, but in fact it is not too old. It was built roughly a hundred years ago when the Qingmang Kingdom moved its capital to Rongcheng.

Later, it was renovated and various mechanical devices were installed. Two or three years ago, it was transformed into a fully programmable control system.

Compared to the time when a crane was needed to lift the gate open, now it looks much more sacred and solemn.

Of course, this was all Lao Li's idea.

Under his control, the heavy metal door slowly opened.

The old lady's recitation became louder and louder.

After the metal door is opened, a huge bronze coffin is revealed below. This is the resting place of the legendary Green Mango Goddess!

According to the legend of the Goddess Cult, the coffin was made by the Goddess herself before she fell asleep, and she lay in it and sealed it herself.

Except for the goddess who can open it from the inside, it is impossible for anyone to open it from the outside.

The preservation of this coffin, and the awakening of the goddess when feasible, were enshrined in the constitution of the Republic.

In fact, it is not difficult for the president to test whether the coffin has supernatural powers. He can just try to see if it can be opened.

How about trying a diamond drill, strong acid corrosion, or simply blasting it with explosives? If it can't be opened, it naturally means that it is a genuine product sealed by the goddess herself.

But what if it is really opened?
Chapter completed!