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The God's Purpose Room's door was opened. There was a man which looked somewhat similar to Havitz that stood in the room. He was York Cobain. Standing next to him was a boy, around 12 or 13 years old, which should be his kid. It was easy to tell the member of his family. Same facial contours, hair color and eye color. They all looked fat, but it seemed not to be related to genes, mostly because of their living habits.

Feng Bujue was the first one to enter the room. Wild Trace Sword Shadow and Hank walked close behind him. When Feng Bujue saw the interior of the room, he immediately understood why the Cobains didn't allow other people to access this room. There was nothing religious in this 'God's Purpose Room'. Laying in the room were numerous control panels and monitors. Apparently, this was the central control room of this spaceship.

[[Hidden Quest] accomplished.]

The system's notification arose in their ears as they saw York Cobain. This quest was completed.

"Your expression's very interesting," Feng Bujue said. "Seeing us at the door but you are still totally tranquil... You don't care about Havitz's life, do you?"

"If you kill him, I should thank you," answered York calmly.

"Oh, is that so…" Feng Bujue said, "seems your brotherhood's too bad, ha, ha… Did he take the girl you laid your eyes on or covet your throne of the Son of God?"

"You're smart," said York. "Moreover, you're so mean…"

"Mean?" Feng Bujue took out the pistol then pulled the trigger, bursting off the head of York's son. The other three were completely dumbstruck at this moment.

Blood and brain spewed out on the floor. The teenager's body fell dead next to his father's feet.

Hank opened his eyes wider as he was petrified. Wild Trace Sword Shadow was also shocked. Although it was just a game, ordinary people could never be like Feng Bujue, conducting such a harsh behavior without changing his face.

In the next 10 seconds, the room fell into a complete silence. People could even hear each other's breathing. "Yeah, your reaction's interesting…" said Feng Bujue while gazing at York's face.

"You're crazy…" York's visage started to change.

"Is this your son?" Feng Bujue pointed his muzzle to the body on the ground.

"Yes," said York.

"I killed him in front of you like that, but you didn't even frown," Feng Bujue said. "But when you knew that I killed him just to see your reaction, you then showed that you're nervous." He retrieved the pistol. "Excuse my frankness, Mister Cobain, talking about being mean, you're so cruel that the word 'mean' can't be enough to describe."

"A man who didn't hesitate on shooting a child, do you have the right to criticize me?" York snapped back.

Wild Trace Sword Shadow added, "Yeah, I couldn't disagree with this."

Feng Bujue shrugged as he looked at York. "To me, it's just killing a stranger. But to you, the dead is your dearest one. Well, from your later reaction, it should be an open question to say who's crueler."

"I don't want to have unnecessary debates with you," answered York. "If…"

"As it comes to this point, we should talk about conditions… Right?" Feng Bujue continued the other's unfinished talk.

"How do you…" said York.

"Should I wait for you to spit out this sort of stuff?" said Feng Bujue. "You ignored your brother's death, and you didn't mind your son getting killed." He smiled coldly. "You only care about yourself because of the formally called 'leaving the greenhill, not to worry about not having woods…' Anyway, from our current situation, you understand that resistance with force will be useless. Thus, when we appeared at this door, you've been ready to negotiate with us.

"However, my recent behavior… may give you a feeling that I'm a maniac. Then you felt frightened because you know only the ones who have a normal mind can negotiate with you. A madman can't do that."

York was frightened. He didn't think that the other could find out many of his psychological movements just by observing his facial expression changes and some sentences. "Who are you?"

"Yeah, Feng-Ge, I really want to ask, which God are you?" Wild Trace Sword Shadow joked again.

"What do you want to coax following him?" Feng Bujue retorted to Wild Trace Sword Shadow then immediately shifted his eyes to York. "Mister Cobain, I've noticed that the control panel behind you is broken. If my guess is correct, that's the only communication device the Deity Guarded Village has to contact with the outer world?"

"So what?" answered York. Since Feng Bujue's team had entered the room, York had used his transformed arm to wreck the monitor on the control panel.

"Interesting. Before we came here, you had done that," Feng Bujue said. "Apparently, you understood it well that Havitz couldn't stop us. This, when we opened the door, I could see it on your face."

"Hey, bro, how many things that you can think about in just a blink of an eye at any event…" Wild Trace Sword Shadow said. He had lost his interest in seeing how this scenario would end, but instead, his biggest interest now was to see what Feng Bujue would do next.

"Mister Cobain, I think you are a smart guy too. At least, you look relatively reliable," Feng Bujue said as he passed York to approach the wrecked control panel. He then stooped down to check the degree of damage. "You were watching us when we were at the main gate of the Shrine, weren't you?"

York kept silent as sweat rolled down from his temples.

"There's nothing like cameras in your village, not to mention the recording devices. But I'm sure that this ship has everything." Feng Bujue spoke up with a neither fast nor slow tone. "This sort of monitoring devices is just common equipment in the development level of science and technology outside. But, in this Deity Guarded Village, I'm afraid that you are the only one who knows the top secrets here. If I were you, I would also keep this absolutely on the down low. I wouldn't share the information even with the consecrators. At most, family members could know. 

"Monitoring is one kind of extraordinarily effective means. The villagers would feel every move of them has been monitored, just like for some unknown reasons, God's looking at them at anytime. Isn't it just perfect?"

While Feng Bujue was talking, he was sitting on a folding stool (the one he had brought along). While doing something with the control panel, he continued talking, "Of course, it's impossible for you to spend the whole day sitting here and looking at the monitor screens as the cameras installed in the village aren't many. However, today you'd received the information that there were three intruders entering Section 4. You then felt pretty tense, coming straight to this place and focusing on our whereabouts."

He paused for a while then continued. "In Section 4, we just encountered some scattered resistance. Anyway, what's been shown off in those short confrontations is enough for you to get the information. You soon recognized that our competences are super strong. Under the premise that you knew resistance was futile, you then came up with a set of countermeasures.

"Then, you called for two members of your family, letting your son be in the 'God's Purpose Room' with you, and Havitz guarding outside. I don't know what you have talked to Havitz to ask him to guard the door. With his intelligence, I think you could lie him easily anyway.

"According to Havitz's expression, you certainly didn't tell him our true competences. Thus, before he got killed, he was still very confident, didn't know that he had soon fallen into a trap.

In fact, you have borrowed someone's hands to kill the man. As you've told us, Havitz getting killed is the event you were expecting from us."

Upon his words, Feng Bujue turned around from the control panel, facing York. "You kept your son here to ensure that you would get what you want. And, at the critical time, you could use this child as your shield. When a normal guy enters the room, seeing a man with a child and he doesn't have any signs of resistance, it's impossible that the former guy will kill the man in the room without saying anything."

"Is this another way around to admit that you yourself are abnormal?" Wild Trace Sword Shadow beamed a dry smile.

"Don't interrupt me," said Feng Bujue. "Mister Cobain, what you want to do, I know them all. If Havitz didn't die or even successfully killed us all, you would also take the chance and get him killed, then blame his death on us, which would be the best end.

"Anyway, you got it clear that the situation wouldn't develop smoothly to that point. The situation most likely to happen is that the three of us will kill Havitz and come for you. If it develops that way, you can't help but consider how to get rid of us.

"No matter what, you absolutely can't let us contact the humans living outside. Once the others know about the Deity Guarded Village's existence, the dictatorship your Cobains has established for so many years will come to an end. Even if you have to die, you don't want such a thing to happen.

"So, you prioritized destroying the communication devices, leaving no flaw. Then, you just need to calm us down and talk us into the conditions."

"Ha, ha... Ha, ha, ha..." York smiled, "I really want to give you a big applause…" He suddenly revealed a leisure look. "Good talk, but I think you aren't lofty at all, are you? You didn't kill me, but instead explained everything simply to increase your advantage in this negotiation." He snorted coldly. "Alright, you win. You two visitors, and you…" he looked at Hank, "you can have whatever you want in this village. Properties, women, anything, you can use them as you please."

York kicked away the body of his own son. "I can fabricate a reason saying that you are the messengers of God and let you live in this Shrine." He raised his index finger. Perhaps he himself also felt awkward using the word 'Shrine'. "Those stupid villagers will buy it anyway. Just show them some small tricks they've never seen before, and they will deem it as miracles. Ha, ha… So? Consider it. I know how outlanders like you would think. My ancestors also met some of the outlanders. It might be their initial thoughts were to help the people in this village access the outside civilization, but in the end, they still compromised."

Feng Bujue interrupted him, "About those equipment and devices in this God's Purpose Room, many of them were replaced or updated by outlanders, is it true?"

"Ha, ha... Yeah," York didn't deny it. "It's true that they had made these devices to connect with the outer world. Of course, these devices haven't been used once. Unless we have a nuclear war or any kind of fatal disaster, I and my future generations won't touch them."

"Can you use these devices to catch the signal from the human spaceships out there?" asked Feng Bujue.

"You even know this?" answered York with a darkened face.

"When I was taking the Shark Cabin to get here, I've thought about it," said Feng Bujue. "At that time, I was still thinking about how the Scavengers could find the Crystal Lake Lab. Where does the navigation system come from? Soon, I came up with a possibility… in this village, there are some other guys, who are possibly the rulers… the ones who also have the ability to track down the signal of the ships outside the village.

"Since humans in outer space will occasionally visit the Old Earth to explore or do some archaeological activities, you just need to discreetly observe the signal from those teams and record their routes together with the time they spent to estimate the coordinates of the ruins they've found. Then, wait until the archaeological teams leave, you will give the coordinates to other relevant sections to assign them to the tasks. When the order comes, the ones who carry it out will be the Scavengers."

Having listened to him, Hank finally got it. "This is the origin of the coordinates we got!" He used to be suspicious about the given coordinates of the ruins by his superior, where they came from, and now, he got the answer.

"You bastard! The Cobains always have the ability to connect with the outer world, but you've been lying to us to enslave us for generations! You restrained our thoughts, not letting us know the truth!" Hank was getting angrier thinking about himself, his family, and his ancestors as their lives were pathetic to the extreme. From the time they were born to the minute they died, they had been controlled by others.

"Harrumph... The truth?" York sneered. "Without such a thing, the villagers still live well here, don't they?" He raised his voice, using a confident and bold tone to speak up. "It's us, the Cobains, who gave you the goal and faith in your life. From the time you were born until the day you die, as long as you're content with your lots, do what you need to do, you will have a roof over your head, you will have food and clothes, you can get married and even start a new family. When you die, you won't have any regrets then. What's not good about living like that?" He faced Hank and coldly smiled. "Do you understand the outside world? Do you really think that it would be better than this place? I've read the history of the Old Earth. I know it clearly that until now, mankind hasn't learned their lessons. They're still the same. As long as that place has human beings, desires and competitions have never ceased, no matter whether the stage is on earth or in the universe.

"Only the Deity Guarded Village is the true paradise! It's us, the Cobains, who has given you guys this Utopia!"

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