Spare Me, Great Lord!

Chapter 826: Department of Faith Theory

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lu Shu was confused by the appearance of Cloud Yi and the blood devil. He thought that they would kill him, but they suddenly became people who he could chat with. It seemed as if the grudge between them had disappeared.

Furthermore, it seemed like they never resented the Heavenly Network. They were of a high position and did not regard the Heavenly Network as enemies. They simply planned everything for their king.

How amazing was this king? He was able to make such experts pledge their undying loyalty to him!

This was fantastic. What gave this king the right?

Lu Shu was upset as he did not have subordinates like them. If he did, he would make them kill the Bishop from the Department of Faith Theory. He felt that the Bishop was very dark. He became uncomfortable just thinking about him.

The impression that the Bishop gave Lu Shu was one of a moist snake. It lived in dark and damp places, and its body gave off a rotting smell.

Lu Shu always felt that there was something wrong with the method that the Bishop used to advance to Class A. If not, his appearance would not be so strange. Others looked younger, while he rapidly aged.

As the secret practitioners continued to move forward, Cloud Yi silently disappeared. Lu Shu did not know where she had gone this time. She said that they might meet again almost immediately. Lu Shu had an indescribable feeling. He felt that... they were very close.

This was a very mysterious feeling. Lu Shu abandoned this thought and blended in with the crowd. He took the opportunity while no one was looking at him to change his clothes and lie low.

The secret practitioners were getting more and more hungry. The crowd was becoming rowdy.

The creatures in the forest had either been captured for food or had run away.

Now, it was rare to see any creature other than human beings. When they passed by a river, a water-type Metahuman suddenly ran to the river and used the current to fish a few large fish. They seemed very appetizing!

Some overseas people did not eat fish because they could not remove the scales on the fish. There were some areas where the consumption of fish was prohibited...

But now that they were starving, who cared whether there were scales on the fish? It was good enough that they had food.

The water-type Metahumans became highly treasured as they were able to obtain food.

But the water-type Metahumans did not celebrate for long. The Metahuman who first caught the fish suddenly saw a few secret practitioners surrounding him. “Give us the fish. We will ensure your safety.”

The water-type Metahuman’s expression darkened. “I caught these fish.”

“Can’t you catch more? So what if you give us these fish? Don’t think that you can jump into the river and run away. I’m afraid that you’ll be dead even before you get to the river,” threatened the secret practitioner.

Lu Shu thought this was a disgrace to the water-type Metahuman. His class was too low. He could not be firm even on his home ground.

Were water-type abilities used for this? As a water-type Metahuman, Lu Shu could not continue watching this. He pretended as if nothing had happened and drove away all the fish in the river.

Now that there were no more fish in the river, the water-type Metahumans could have an easier time. Lu Shu felt that he had done something good.

He had wanted to sell the fish. How much profit would he be able to earn just from food? Furthermore, he was the only Class B among the secret practitioners. Who would be able to steal business for him?

But this time, he decided to lie low. He would not destroy his own character just for money.

Lu Shu felt that he was amazing this time. He was able to view money as dirt in order to maintain his character. After this war ended, he had to tell Nie Ting this and see whether he would be able to obtain compensation.

Of course, these secret practitioners were like stray dogs. They would not have that much money on them...

After the first water-type Metahuman had been threatened, the other water-type Metahumans made the same mistake as well.

Not only were their fish taken away, some were even forced to catch fish for the others. One of the water-type Metahumans was about to cry. “There’s no more fish in the water. I don’t know where they went!”

The secret practitioners who were threatening them did not believe them. “How are there no more fish in the water? Do you think that we’re stupid?”

The water-type Metahumans looked at one another helplessly. What should they do? They were in despair. There were fish in the water just now. But now, they had all swam away!

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“From...”

They saw that the secret practitioners who threatened them did not believe them. One of the water-type Metahumans pledged solemnly. “There are really no more fish in the river, I swear. If there are...”

Lu Shu listened carefully. He wanted this Metahuman to do something exciting...

But before he could finish speaking, there was the sudden sound of footsteps from the east. Everyone turned and took a look. Fear was written all over their faces. Was the Heavenly Network back to kill?

Lu Shu knew that it was definitely not the Heavenly Network. The Heavenly Network would not appear from the east, where Port Artyom was.

When Lu Shu saw the person leading the group, he consciously changed his appearance and put on his hood. That person was Francesco, who he had fought several times.

Although they had met each other a few times before, Francesco may not be able to recognize Lu Shu immediately. After all, when they met each other face to face, Lu Shu still had Howard’s appearance.

After they arrived, Francesco smiled kindly and led the members of the Department of Faith Theory to give out rations. Food appeared from his invisible storage equipment in an endless stream.

Lu Shu looked at this from afar. He knew that the Department of Faith Theory was trying to win them over. They had come to give out food when the secret practitioners needed it the most. But the secret practitioners had been mercilessly killed by the Heavenly Network. Even if they rally their forces, how useful would they be on the battlefield?

Although half of the secret practitioners at Port Artyom had not encountered the flood of bronze, the news would still spread like a plague.

The Department of Faith Theory may or may not know this. Unless... they had other plans.

Hm? Lu Shu observed Francesco from afar. He suddenly realized that the waves of energy from Francesco’s body were not stable. Moreover... he seemed much older than when Lu Shu last saw him.

It was as if a strong man in his early 30’s had suddenly become a 40 year old man.

This had happened to the Bishop as well. If this happened to Francesco too, then it was not just a simple coincidence.

Francesco laughed. “Everyone, please settle down here. The food rations will come to you. You don’t have to worry!”

Some secret practitioners said, “We don’t want to stay here. We want to go back to Port Artyom!”

Francesco continued to smile. “I’m afraid that’s not possible.”