"Michael, what exactly did you see there?"

In the Mayor's Office, Joseph Trendy frowned when he looked at Michael, who was sitting opposite his desk, a little reluctant and a little absent-minded.

"——, Joseph, do you think there is really God in the world? What do you think God should be like?"

"Michael, have you seen that Lord of Desire?"

"I saw it. But I doubt whether he is a real god, or rather, I doubt whether the god described in ancient classics is the real appearance of the god."

"Michael, tell me, what is the Lord of Desire you see?" Joseph became interested.

Michael is a lawyer. He handled thousands of cases and all kinds of strange and dark things that ordinary people could not imagine. Such a lawyer with rich experience and knowledge of the darkness of human nature can generally not be up to his face.

What can make him hesitate like this must be not an ordinary situation.

In Joseph's office, Michael briefly introduced everything he had just seen and finally said:

"Joseph, I think your plan needs to be adjusted, and that Lord of Desire, if not a true god, is at least a super scientist.

This Lord of Desire does not act like the Lord, but is very much like Jesus—he is probably a true saint!”

"Think of Judas! Joseph, your plan is just a normal business activity for merchants; but it is blasphemy to the gods! Joseph, you don't want to be nailed to the pillar of shame in history, do you?"

"How is this possible? But I still have to see this Lord of Desire with my own eyes, Michael. It's not that I don't believe in you, but this matter will determine the direction of our plan in the future, and I have to consider it carefully."

"I suggest that we must show Him goodwill at least before you make a final decision."

"Of course, the report I just received, the occupancy rate of hotels in the city center has increased to 35%, and most of the people staying in are journalists! Do you know what this means? According to last year's OBC statistics, a reporter can bring at least ten curious tourists!

The opportunity for Dieter to revive! This is a miracle brought by the Desire Ranch. Even for the revive of Dieter, I will stand on His side."

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"Please look here. It is said that it was still a ruin last night, and this morning, this great building rose up overnight. Mr. Hosman is one of the witnesses of this miracle."

"Mr. Hosman, can you please tell me what you have seen?"

Just as Michael introduced what he saw and heard to Joseph Trendy, the mayor of Dieter City, a reporter who had already been quick to arrive at the scene and pulled the melon-eating crowd to start the on-site interview.

In addition to the reporters interviewing outside, there are naturally brave journalists (or those who are not timid) who try to enter this miracle building for further shooting and interviews.

"Is anyone? Is anyone? Is there anyone? Is I a reporter from YTU News. Is there anyone here?"

Although this huge building covers more than 30 blocks and has many roads to pass through, there are not many entrances to enter the building. Rose also got a bicycle and rode around the building for a long time before finding the entrance.

Maybe it was because Rose ran too fast to grab the news, and her colleagues had not arrived yet, and now she was the only one.

"Hello, ma'am. I am the Executive Officer of Desire Ranch No. 91. What do you need?"

This sudden sound scared Rose.

"You mean, this is called Desire Ranch?"

"Yes, this is the pasture established by the Lord of Desire for mankind. I am the Executive Officer No. 91, responsible for the only open area of ​​91."

"Uh, can I go to your office to find you?" Rose was overjoyed. She was so lucky that she met the person in charge when she came in.

"I don't have an office, I'm the executive in charge of this area, and this area is my body."

"Ah--" Rose was first surprised, then overjoyed - this area is his body? What does this mean? If you can figure it out, it will probably be a big news!

"Do you want to visit District 91?"

"Thank you No. 91, but where should I go?"

"Please sit down."

"Ah--" Rose was shocked by the sudden deformation and rising seat on the ground at her feet, but as a reporter, her nerves were naturally great. That was news, not afraid of being scary, but fear of not being scary!

"Ah--" She screamed again when the floor turned into a speed car.

"The residential area is here, Miss Rose, I wish you a happy life."

The speed and the seat sank into the ground without a trace, as if it had never existed before, making Rose, who was standing there, wonder whether she was dreaming.

Some people were moving not far away. Rose didn't care about anything else, so she quickly took out the recorder, adjusted the micro camera fixed on her shoulder, and ran towards the other side.

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"Hi--, sorry, can I disturb you for a few minutes?"

It was an indoor basketball court, and a tall black man was playing basketball with two white children.

"You keep practicing, don't be lazy." The tall black man greeted the two white children and walked towards Rose.

"Shh--" Two young boys, seven or eight years old, whistled together, and continued to practice with a strange smile.

"What can I do to help you, ma'am?"

"Hello, I am Rose, a reporter from YTU News. Can you disturb you?"

"Ha, are you a reporter? I've been interviewed by reporters for a day? Hahaha, of course."

"Can you ask about your name?"

"Ditro, Ditro Fein."

"Do you live here?" Rose asked curiously. After all, she had never seen any room along the way, and there were walls on both sides of the corridor.

“Yeah, the Lord provides houses for each of us—completely free.”

"Then where do you live?" Rose asked, lifting the recorder up.

She is not a big-name reporter, and she has no one to be a photographer for her. It would be nice to be able to send a portable simple interview suit.

"It's there. Hi, boss, can you help me open the house?"

"I am the executive officer No. 91, so I won't be a boss!" The voice who brought Rose over just now said dissatisfied.

"Okay, boss." Ditro grinned, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and laughed very happily.

On the wall not far away, a door slid open to reveal the space behind.

"Want to visit my room? Miss Rose?" asked the tall black man.

Rose was hesitant.

If it was an adventure for a young lady to walk alone on the streets of uninhabited Dieter, then accepting a rashly invitation to enter his room and get along with the man alone would be simply saying: ‘I do.’
Chapter completed!