289 A New Goddess 1 (1/2)

The concept that the world was never as it seemed began since ancient times.

The vanished islands…

Lost continents…

Mystical realms...

Other dimensions…

In his memories, Gio had once heard from a sane and scholarly immoral host that the world was suspected to be made of several layers. The first one was the surface world where normal humans reside. It was where everyone was truly born… And where immoral hosts could only come from. According to records, there had never been immoral hosts that were not originally born in the surface world.

The other layers, like Atlantis, Agartha, Mu, and several lost cities, did not exist at first, or were originally from the first layer but then either created or brought out of the surface by several high-level hosts. Then since most of these scant groups of system users wanted to play king or god in their established realm, they abducted a lot of people from the surface world. Some waged wars against other hosts for the citizens and brought them to their 'kingdom' or 'empire' as trophies of victories. Of course, the other insane hosts could have also used other methods unimaginable to normal folks, but most of the time, they opted for the first two ways for convenience.

The situation of the place Sofony's system had called Xia Empire obviously fell under the second category. The citizens of Xia were from C-Empire several hundred years ago. Around that time, the technology and customs were quite advanced…. With at least firearms were starting to make their debut and the power of the monarchy was gradually diminishing.

However, when the thousands or so people were transported from the surface world by the high-ranker, they arrived in the land where there was literally nothing apart from nature… What did this mean? What else? But that the poor founding citizens of Xia had to begin their civilization from scratch! There were no tools... no market to buy stuff... They had to build and create everything by their own hands!

”According to legends, the world has been created two thousand years ago. Our great deity Mao felt that his world needs stewards so he began cooking mud, shaping them into his likeness, and breathing life into them so that people could come into the world. A thousand people was successfully created and they became the founding citizens of our great Xia Empire,” softly narrated by one of the cleanest and calmest girls in the bunch that Sofony saved from the slave traders.

”The first batch of humans created by the great deity, thankfully are very intelligent so even though there was nothing in the surroundings and they would have to hunt for their foods by themselves, it didn't take long for them to create a healthy community with a sound political, religious, and economical stability. Through their wits, and by the guidance of the great deity, they immediately conquered the whole plains, vanquished the unintelligent beasts in the mountains, rivers, and seas, and established the empire.”

”Now, two millennia had passed, yet the empire is still as strong as ever. It is all thanks to great deity Mao and his brilliant descendants who ruled the land on His behalf. It is said great deity Mao loves to take on the form of a mythical dragon so since ancient times, the symbol of the Emperor has always been a dragon and he is celebrated as the 'Mandated Son of Heaven'”

”Every beginning of the year, the whole empire will have a week-long feast celebrating and worshipping the Great Deity... After all, He is our creator, and the one guarding the whole empire, ensuring it will flourish and not be invaded by traitors, heathens, bandits, and beasts...”

Silence filled the place after the long explanation.

It had been four hours since then.

Sofony who got irritated by the mixed of trashes in the camp conveniently hypnotized those from the surface to turn against each other while she headed downstairs to free the girls. Of course, none of the guards survived too, apart from one who was actually a relative of one of the ladies that sneaked in. The person was almost caused by her to suicide when she found him secretly unlocking one of the cells in a panicky manner.

”Creator, huh?” she murmured, her gaze landing on the fair peasant girl that just spoke about the creation myth of the Xia Empire.

'There is no way an immoral host can create many people unless he's at level 10 or everyone here is a clone. So that high-ranker hypnotized the people and then instilled this so-called creation myth in their heads? You said the Empire is just a couple hundreds of years old so I can't come up of any other theories why these guys believe their empire is two thousand years old.'

It was taunting her for the obvious.

Face almost scrunched up, she replied, 'Well, yeah, I think I have to thank you system for my luck... I never thought I'd have to entangle with that Mao fellow again after the infiltration in C-Empire.'

Her focus then went back to the cup of tea in her hand. The few girls standing before her quietly watched her. She had to signal them to continue before the calmest girl, who was actually the sole one not flinching under her gaze, began to speak again.

The next thing said were all about the miracles of this Mao deity of theirs and how amazing and far-sighted he was to make the thousand founding members instantly skilled in many areas of life, like blacksmithing, weaving, engineering, medicine, politics… In Sofony's eyes danced disdain and the girls noticed it so they quietened down again, unaware their dreaded savior was only feeling disdainful towards the leader of the secret organization for advertising so many lies to his people.

Judging that what she heard from them was enough, the woman stood up and had the girl help her change into a local set of clothing. Afterward, with the girls respectfully following her, she went into the large hall where the rest of the rescued commoner women were huddling together in a corner while drinking water or eating buns. The moment the Silver Princess came in, each of them kneeled in a panic with their heads touching the ground.

”Thank you for your grace, Milady!” they chorused.