Chapter 594: Chapter 530 “Echo
“We no longer have a way to escape the influence of the Reforging Church,”
“Look at the social changes now, people are completely unable to live without the power of the God of Reforging, those convenient technologies have deeply penetrated their hearts, how can they be abandoned?”
“And why need they be abandoned?”
Thirty years passed quickly.
The entire world also altered dramatically, the God of Reforging had beco the unquestioned highest divine force in people’s hearts, and the ancient gods, who had vanished over a century ago, were increasingly weak, with the number of their followers evidently decreasing.
Except for a vast number of adherents to the Lord of the Lost in the east of the Ouden Continent, the population in other regions increasingly worshipped the God of Reforging, even to the point where this deity’s followers were nurically preeminent.
They were grateful for the various excellent conveniences brought by the Divine Oracles, fervently worshipping the God of Reforging, with the emphasis on natural sciences growing more and more in the education of various nations.
Even Cyart was no exception.
When the first rays of dawn light filtered through the curtains into the room, Nasir’s day quietly began. A worker serving under the Fischer family’s factory rose from his bed, his wife preparing breakfast in the kitchen comprising fried eggs, slices of bacon, toast, and a cup of hot tea.
After breakfast, the worker organized his gear, left ho, and boarded a tram to his workplace, where he might see street vendors selling newspapers with the latest international news headlines.
Upon arriving at the factory, he went straight to the production line, contributing his strength to the industrial developnt of Nasir.
For lunch, he would opt for a sandwich, a soup, a piece of fried fish, and grilled lamb chops. Nasir City, being near the sea, especially had made it increasingly easy to procure oil in recent years, so the habit of eating fried fish had gradually beco commonplace.
“Thank the great Dawn, Lord of the Lost…”
People closed their eyes, praying fervently; everyone in Nasir was a follower of the Lord of the Lost, with newborns joining the Dawn Church imdiately.
This was a noble privilege not enjoyed by people from other regions, as the saying went, “Every path leads to Dawn, the lords of Nasir are born into Dawn.”
In the evening, after a day’s work, the worker passed through the bustling comrcial districts on his way ho, places brilliant with lights and lined with shops. He picked out a souvenir because today was his son’s birthday.
When he got ho in the evening, the whole family turned on the radio, listening to the voice of Dawn, which played from morning till night.
“Praise Him…our great Dawn…our yet to awaken but certainly will awaken Lord, when He awakens everything will…”
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Today, Mr. Theo’s family had beco extraordinary, even ranked among the leading families of the Eastern Continent.
As one of the Fischer family’s earliest confidential subordinates, and older than Bikris and Darren, except for in March, he was the oldest person in the Dawn Church, his position even among the ‘Noble Blood’ clique was one of the foremost.
Over a century had passed, and his descendants now numbered in the dozens, among whom the most capable was a grandson who had pursued the Path of Knowledge.
Recently, he had collaborated with Mr. Felix from the Path of Reforging, and together, based on the Divine Oracles of the God of Reforging, they had created new technological products… Until now, Mr. Felix could still hear the Divine Oracles of the God of Reforging, he remained the chosen of the God of Reforging, still bearing multiple divine seals.
Karl also realized sothing.
That God of Reforging probably existed without self-awareness… rely functioning chanically.
It was very possible that it was not a normal divine being, at least drastically different from those ancient gods.
When the black-and-white television set, produced in collaboration between the Theo family and Mr. Felix, first debuted in the market, all of Cyart was captivated by this unprecedented gadget.
In a spacious showroom, a brand-new black-and-white television was placed conspicuously, surrounded tightly by crowds.
The lights focused on this machine, its smooth casing shimring under the light as if it were a mysterious envoy from the future.
“God, that machine looks so odd.”
“I wonder what it’s used for?”
“Regardless, it’s Mr. Felix’s invention, it’s bound to sell extrely well!”
“Yes, since it’s a product of the Fischer family, we must buy it, or we’ll definitely be ridiculed as out of touch… for the honor of the family, the first batch! We need to get the first batch!”
Curiosity was thoroughly ignited among the people, they whispered among themselves, their faces filled with surprise and confusion.
As the person in charge of the display pressed the switch, the screen slowly lit up, streams of oscillating waves gradually stabilized, eventually forming into a series of clear images.
“This is television!”
At that mont, the entire showroom fell silent, everyone’s gaze deeply attracted by that small screen.
Displayed on the screen was a news broadcast under the Dawn Church, the people of Cyart widened their eyes in disbelief, witnessing a miracle firsthand.
At that mont, backstage, Mr. Theo was discussing with Mr. Felix.
“Thirty years are almost up, in a few months, the residual power of the false gods will completely dissipate, and by then all the external Heavenly Enlightennts can freely enter the Eastern Ouden Continent…”
Mr. Theo paused montarily, then spoke, “However, the public is still oblivious to this, even within the Fischer family there isn’t the slightest hint of tension, Mr. Felix, give so inside information.”
“What on earth is going on?”
Felix replied with a mysterious smile, squinting his eyes as he said,
“Don’t worry, Mr. Theo, we have received the Divine Oracle… there is no need to worry. On the contrary, the thirty years have arrived, and it indicates that the mont of our Lord’s true revival is drawing ever closer.”
“Drawing closer?”
Theo was slightly stunned and sighed deeply in his heart.
Ah.
So that’s why the mbers of the Fischer family have not felt any tension lately, but instead, have beco more relaxed.
I’ve been anxious all these years, huh.
So that’s how it is.
Although he was also one of the elder statesn in the Dawn Church and had been involved in countless events, always secretly contributing to the Dawn Church.
Yet, because he did not have the Fischer bloodline, he never had the chance to listen to the Divine Oracle, which deep down was rather distressing.
Theo couldn’t help but think,
How wonderful it would be if one day I too could hear the Divine Oracle?
“What’s wrong, Mr. Theo?” Felix noticed sothing was off with Theo but wasn’t sure what it might be.
“Nothing, I’m fine, I’m very good. Since the great Lord of the Lost has issued the Divine Oracle, then everything must be alright… That’s very good.”
Theo shook his head and forced a smile, but his envy for the Fischer family was still very strong.
If I too could listen to the Divine Oracle…
From that day onwards, there was often a trace of inexplicable lancholy in his eyes, harboring a sense of regret.
Theo tended to sit in the rocking chair in front of the manor, staring at the increasingly blurry horizon, becoming less and less motivated, his progress on the God Pantheon stairway dramatically slowed.
In his heart of hearts, he knew all too well.
He had reached the “Viscount Echo” on the Path of Authority, possessing the ability “Echo” to replicate the last power he had used, perhaps even having a chance to reach the Seventh Tier one day, though the Eighth Tier was unthinkable.
But even if he progressed far on the stairway, his status and importance would never asure up to any mber of the Fischer family.
Nowadays, all the mbers of the Fischer family were those Theo had watched grow up; he knew most Fischers were excellent. However, not all of them were worthy of the favored clan’s na.
Yet, regardless, they were born to receive extraordinary divine favor and were protected by the glorious Divine, the luckiest people!
Ah.
Theo didn’t feel envious, just sowhat desolate.
He no longer held much hope for the future, while many people live for the hopes deep in their hearts.
As dusk fell, the reluctant sunset painted the sky orange-red, and Theo remained imrsed in his own world, a faint breeze wafting by as he slightly turned his head as though he heard a whisper from another world.
The voice was mysterious and profound, like ancient bells, not human speech yet understandable, suddenly echoing in his empty heart.
It was Karl’s gentle words.
“Your soul is noble, your contributions imnse, certainly no less than the Fischers, continue to march forward.”
Divine Oracle!
That was an affirmation issued directly by God!
For so many years, even most mbers of the Fischer family hadn’t received such treatnt!
It was like a warm ray of sunlight piercing the years of gloom in Theo’s heart!
“Lord!”
He suddenly looked up, gazing into the ethereal sky, his eyes shimring with disbelief as tears unknowingly fell, his soul finding a deep release.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah! Hahaha!”
Theo trembled, covering his face with his hands, letting tears and laughter mingle, releasing emotions that had been suppressed for years.
At that mont, Theo felt reborn.
He was no longer just a vassal to the Fischer family; all his efforts would not be erased just because he was “not a Fischer,” for his years of accomplishnts were seen by the glorious God!
He knew that from now on, no matter the storms he faced, he would bravely move forward with the Divine Oracle from the Lord of the Lost, continuing to weave his own story.
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