I Save The World In A Doomsday Text Game

Chapter 395-1: Astonishing Battle Record, Authority of the Immortal Realm (1)

[Cain: Thank you, Master. I will definitely give everything I have and reach the immortal realm as soon as possible, so I can follow in your footsteps and go to the New World together with you.]

[My lord, it is just that there is something I am puzzled about. That New World everyone yearns for so much… what is it really like?]

[If we struggle through countless hardships and finally reach the New World we seek, what if that place is also an apocalyptic world?]

What Lin Xun was asking was extremely bold.

Within the organization, the beauty of the New World was constantly being preached. He had heard those words of praise so many times that his ears had grown calluses.

As someone about to become the First Disciple, what he ought to be doing most was firmly upholding those ideals.

Yet his questions at this moment were a challenge to the very foundation upon which the organization had been built.

[Messiah: It is perfectly normal for you to have these doubts. Once you reach the demigod realm, you can learn the source and nature of the apocalypse, but that is only part of the truth, not all of it.]

[After you achieve immortality, you will be able to obtain more of the truth from the Librarian.]

[When you become a Saint, you will understand my pains.][Enough. You may withdraw. As for the matters of the pasture district and the coronation, the High Priest of the Rectification Society will come find you later.]

[Cain: I will obey your command, Master.]

Lin Xun did not obtain the answers he wanted from the Master.

He only learned that after reaching the immortal realm, he would be able to unlock authority with the Librarian again and learn more truth about the apocalypse.

“Is the apocalypse not just something caused one evil god after another? What else is hidden behind it?”

“Could it be that, after achieving immortality, one can learn the truth about The Book of Salvation?”

The existence of The Book of Salvation was like a mass of mist concealed in the dark, and a mist that defied logic at that. It clearly possessed an extremely terrifying power, a power seemingly strong enough to stand above all evil gods.

Yet The Book of Salvation had to rely on weak existences like Apostles to seek out the hope of salvation.

It was like a fully armed special forces soldier who clearly could mow down all the beasts in the jungle with a single burst of gunfire, but instead hid himself away in a shelter and refused to show himself, sending a toddling child next to him into the depths of the jungle to kill the beasts and even to protect the shelter that was the real world.

No matter how he thought about it, it all seemed absurd to the extreme.

Lin Xun shook his head. Before reaching the immortal realm, he had only grasped part of the truth. Any conjectures he drew from that fragmentary truth could all be overturned once he became a pseudo god.

No sooner had he left the Hall of Promise than he made his way to Council Chamber No. 1.

After Solomon stepped down from the position of First Disciple, Council Chamber No. 1 belonged to him.

Once the formal coronation ceremony was over, he would gain all the authority of the First Disciple.

Inside the council chamber, the High Priest Abraham had already been waiting.

For Disciples and for the Elders Council alike, the Rectification Society was an incredibly mysterious existence.

These pastors, who administered and allocated pasture districts, answered only to the Master and were only responsible to the Master.

They only appeared when the ownership of a pasture district changed hands. At that time, they would take over the pasture district, reorganize it according to some predetermined rules, and then redistribute it.

There had once been a Disciple who was dissatisfied with the Rectification Society’s allocation. He had clearly killed many competitors in the selection and taken the Disciple’s throne, only to discover that a large part of the territory assigned to him was missing.

One of the dead competitors had once been his colleague, and he knew the precise location of that colleague’s pasture district. Yet after becoming a Disciple, he did not inherit that colleague’s pasture district.

From this, it could be seen that when the Rectification Society allocated pasture districts, it did not follow the ‘unspoken rule’ everyone assumed, whereby one inherited all the pasture districts of the fallen. They would instead alter the original geography of the pasture districts and even keep back a sizable portion of the land.

Of course, questioning the Rectification Society was the same as questioning the Master. Naturally, that Disciple did not meet a good end.

High Priest Abraham’s attitude was surprisingly good. Like a conscientious old servant, he was very respectful toward Cain, the First Disciple favored by the Master, and in the course of their conversation, he told him quite a bit about the First Disciple’s affairs.

[Abraham: Lord Cain, the Rectification Society will allocate and finalize the pasture districts as quickly as possible and place them in your hands.]

[Cain: About how long will that take?]

[Abraham: Your battle record is simply too astonishing. Aside from the Eleventh Disciple Amos, all the other Disciples perished. There are too many and too vast pasture districts to be reassigned this time…]

[A pastor has already been in contact with Lord Amos. He has voluntarily given up the spoils of victory and will only retain his original pasture district, while all remaining Disciple pasture districts will belong to you.]

[Judging by such an enormous workload, we estimate that at least a month and a half will be needed to replan and reassign everything. We ask that you please be patient.]

“Tsk, a month and a half really is quite a long time.”

Lin Xun recalled how, after he had won his Disciple selection, it had taken quite some time just to assign the entire Jiangnan Province as a pasture district.

This time, when High Priest Abraham said ‘a bit more than a month,’ that probably really was the fastest speed possible. In reality, it would likely only be slower than that, not faster.

“Well, that’s fine. Before the Disciple War, that bunch of leeks had just been harvested. It’s just right to give them some time to recuperate.”

He figured that a little more than a month would be enough for the leeks to recover most of their vigor.

As Lin Xun mulled things over, he set his plan in stone. Once he took control of the pasture districts, he would hold an unimaginably grand Offering Ritual.

Seeing that this High Priest was fairly easy to talk to, he could not help wanting to pry some extra information out of his mouth.

[Cain: Then I’ll trouble you with all that, High Priest. Let me ask one more thing. Will the previous First Disciple Solomon’s pasture district also be given to me?]

[If his pasture district is also given to me, does that mean a reserve Saint or a Saint no longer needs a pasture district?]

[Abraham: Lord Cain, Solomon’s pasture district will also be allocated to you. But as for your second question… I am truly sorry. I cannot answer it.]

[Cain: All right then. Thank you, High Priest.]

[Abraham: It is my honor to serve you.]

Lin Xun curled his lip. Abraham really did have a tight mouth.

The coronation ceremony for the First Disciple would be held three days later.

When the time came, the Master would not appear again. Instead, the three Grand Elders of the Elders Council and the High Priest of the Rectification Society would officiate in his stead…