Chapter 704: Incorporation

“Sir, that’s the situation!”

Inside the office, Lucius loudly reported to his immediate superior.

The latter was holding a book titled “Reincarnation World,” reading it carefully, not wanting to miss a single word.

“If the ‘God Space’ in this novel really exists…”

His superior read very carefully, and after a long time, he finally put the book down and rubbed his temples: “Then it would be a tremendous challenge for the Federation, even the entire world order!”

If such a space really existed, it meant the mass production of superhumans, and completely random ones!

Moreover, once the technology and resources from the God Space leaked out, what kind of impact would it have on the original three major steam-powered powers?

“If such power can be harnessed by our Federation, then it would be divine blessing upon the Federation…”

By now, even the most materialistic person had to admit the existence of spiritual forces.

“Lucius, what are your plans next?”

“I think those superhumans should be recruited to serve the Federation!”

Lucius expressed his thoughts: “Now they haven’t fully matured yet, and in terms of resources and strength, how can an individual compare to a nation?”

“Using the power of the Federation to integrate our own superhumans first, huh?”

The superior mused: “That’s not a bad suggestion. Go back and write a report, I’ll personally submit it to the President!”

Because of the previous intelligence blockade and deception by the two major powers, the Federation now had a strong sense of urgency to catch up, unburdened and ready to move forward lightly.

…

As for the awareness of national forces, Wu Ming’s current attitude was already indifferent.

After all, with the growing number of reincarnators, it was only a matter of time.

Let the countries court the reincarnators as they pleased; as the ruler of the God Space, he had the magnanimity to allow it.

In any case, even if all the reincarnators united, they couldn’t overthrow the God Space.

Their supernatural powers were originally bestowed by Wu Ming, and their true souls were controlled by the God Space, so what capital did they have to oppose?

“Rather, the further expansion of reincarnators has made the demand for mental energy by the God Space even more urgent…”

Wu Ming mused: “The scale of the Church of Redemption must be expanded again.”

In fact, the church had much potential to tap into at its current stage.

At the very least, if Wu Ming gave the order for priests to display their divine powers publicly, it would surely trigger a wave of religious fervor, enabling the church to dominate the entire religious world in the shortest possible time.

In fact, this wasn’t a secret at the upper levels of the Golden Oak Kingdom.

Priests under Wu Ming had secretly treated several high-profile individuals, using miraculous healing spells to restore their health and vitality, thereby gaining a group of fanatical followers.

“Since the werewolf incident, the public’s worldview has been gradually collapsing; it won’t be long before this day comes…”

Wu Ming was very confident about this. The Church of Redemption was already one of the top powers in the entire Golden Oak Kingdom.

As the Pope, although he had never personally intervened, judging from the combat capabilities displayed by Bob and Carter alone, he knew that as the earthly representative of the deity, he was absolutely an extremely terrifying existence.

If a werewolf could cause so much chaos in the Golden Oak Kingdom, what would happen if the Pope himself took action?

Therefore, the Golden Oak Kingdom had already reached a consensus and fully supported the development of the Church of Redemption.

Wu Ming had already received news that envoys from the royal family, representatives of several major nobles, and even spokespeople from powerful financial groups behind Congress were already on their way, coming to court him, or rather, to divide up future spheres of influence and share the spoils.

Without the confidence to eliminate him, they naturally had no choice but to show goodwill and attempt to ally with him.

Wu Ming was also calm about this and already prepared. He would definitely swallow the bait offered, but he wouldn’t take the hook.

The reason why his Church of Redemption could proceed so smoothly was precisely because it remained above the fray, with every faction willing to show respect. Once he personally got involved, he would inevitably face opposition and hostility from those who suffered losses.

The degree of involvement required Wu Ming to personally gauge and manage.

Of course, he still had an important matter to attend to now: absorbing a smaller organization.

By now, the Church of Redemption had naturally attracted some struggling religious groups wanting to join. After all, charlatans always had excuses—the infinite manifestations of the deity were the best explanation. They claimed that their previously worshipped gods were merely one of the earthly incarnations of the great God of Redemption, and then brazenly led their entire church to “return,” leaving many onlookers feeling as if they had been royally screwed.

But they didn’t care at all, happily spending their money lavishly around the world—although Wu Ming could barely accept their followers and territories, such people were definitely unsuitable to become priests. He offered only one path: if they wanted to become priests of the great God of Redemption, they had to return to the church for retraining and pass examinations, or else take their money and leave.

Except for a few rare exceptions, those charlatans quickly made their choice.

“Your Holiness, they have arrived!”

At this moment, a graceful young girl with a saintly expression on her face walked in and bowed.

Her face was filled with devoutness, and her gaze toward Wu Ming was even more filled with fanaticism, as if she were ready to sacrifice everything for her faith at any moment.

She was the Saintess of the Church of Redemption. Once the conditions were met, Madame Lina personally selected them from devout families, enrolling them in the church for study and training. During this period, the church covered all expenses and even paid them a salary, making those chosen believers feel honored.

After completing their studies, the most outstanding among these girls were granted the title of Saintess and assigned to serve the upper echelons of the church.

As the Pope and earthly representative of the deity, Wu Ming naturally received heartfelt reverence from all the Saintesses. That kind of fanaticism even made him, the biggest charlatan, feel a bit uneasy inside, leaving him only to marvel at the diversity of humanity and broadening his horizons.

“Let them in! Also, call Carter and Bob!”

Wu Ming casually gave a few orders.

The Saintess immediately complied, though as she left, there seemed to be a hint of melancholy on her face.

…

This time, those coming to seek refuge were not just some minor religious groups but rather a dark force Wu Ming was very familiar with—the Crimson Hand.

His entanglement with them could be traced back to the period in Victoria Port when he obtained the “Book of the End,” which recorded many secrets of the Crimson Hand.

They were presumably a cult devoted to a dark god. In ancient times, they completed bloodline transformations through dark and bloody rituals, calling themselves “Dark Nobility.” In Wu Ming’s view, they were simply a collection of vampires, werewolves, and other creatures of the night who couldn’t stand the light.

However, with the calamity of the Dark Age and the dawn of the Industrial Revolution, these families discovered that their bloodlines were continuously weakening, and this transformation was irreversible. No matter how advanced the rituals were, they had no effect.

Thus, the Crimson Hand gradually weakened, with only a few like Joseph left to serve as window dressing.

Even the strongest among them, Joseph, couldn’t withstand a single blow from Bob and a group of holy knights.

Precisely because of Bob’s encounter with Joseph in the city of Feiying, when the news was sent back to the Crimson Hand, its leaders began attempting to make contact with the Church of Redemption.

Upon keenly realizing that this church was genuinely protected by a true god, the old leaders were overjoyed.

For them, if they wanted to maintain the purity of their bloodline, they must find at least a being of the same level as the dark god they once worshipped.

After the Crimson Rituals failed to elicit any response, they had already lost all hope. But now, they suddenly saw a glimmer of salvation.

Hence, they even resorted to the undignified act of selling themselves to gain favor with the Church of Redemption.

That’s right!

In Wu Ming’s eyes, the Crimson Hand was simply trying to latch onto a powerful benefactor.

As for why he knew so much about their background?

“The Book of the End” was only one source. The other was that since Victoria Port, he had ordered Meihu Diya to secretly investigate them.

With the current manpower and resources of the Church of Redemption, it was quite simple to obtain such information.

…

Outside the church headquarters.

“Esteemed guests, please come in!”

The Saintess came out to relay the message. Joseph and the two others descended from a black car, their expressions instantly changing.

“I can feel it!”

The old man, who walked ahead of Joseph and the glamorous woman, had snow-white hair and deeply wrinkled skin with dark yellow age spots, as if he were on the brink of death.

He rolled his dull eyes and murmured softly: “On this land, there lies immense energy… Is this the power of a god?”

“Esteemed guests, this way please!”

Several holy knights came forward to guide them. The intense light radiating from their bodies and the aura of having slaughtered countless dark creatures made Joseph’s expression change repeatedly.

He still felt sore about being knocked down by a holy knight with a single punch last time, and this visit was partly to seek revenge.

However, Joseph had assumed that the holy knight who had appeared there last time was already the best the Church of Redemption had to offer.

But now, looking at these holy knights, he realized they were merely average compared to the officially promoted Holy Knight Corps and Priest Corps of the Church of Redemption…

Joseph immediately felt a toothache and abandoned all his thoughts, never daring to mention the idea of a rematch again.

By now, he had realized that the Church of Redemption before him was an unimaginably colossal entity, possessing astonishing power capable of annihilating the entire Crimson Hand!