Chapter 382: Praise the Fool

Indeed, the enormous golden orb in the sky, which looks like a miniature sun, is a sealed artifact created by Lynn. He worked on it overnight after deciding to support Mr. Fool in Silver City, mainly utilizing the abilities of the Sun pathway.

Previously, when Lynn had a confrontation with the Eternal Blazing Sun, he collected a significant amount of blood for analysis. This enabled him to create an artifact that, although only capable of emitting light without any other functions, is perfectly suited for the Forsaken Land of the Gods.

Originally, Lynn intended to craft a true miniature version of the sun. However, despite his efforts, he was unsuccessful. While it's possible to maintain a sun that produces a large amount of heat and allows plants to perform photosynthesis for a short period, doing so for an extended time would require continuously infusing it with a substantial amount of Sun pathway energy or using the Characteristics of a Sequence 2 Sun pathway Beyonder as the core. If he used only spiritual materials or other Characteristics as the core, the best he could achieve would be a glowing artifact that lasts a few days.

Although Lynn was tempted to complain about how such Beyonder matters still adhere to the law of conservation of energy, he ultimately had to abandon the idea of a true miniature sun.

In the end, Lynn could only create what is essentially a large light bulb that emits light without heat and cannot allow the people of Silver City to grow crops. It cannot provide the kind of sunlight necessary for plant growth—a "light bulb" in the truest sense.

However, this "miniature sun" isn't entirely useless. At the very least, as a large light bulb, it can dispel the darkness of Silver City, raising its security level. The darkness of the Forsaken Land of the Gods is incredibly dangerous, teeming with countless monsters and anomalies. Once an ordinary Beyonder is swallowed by the darkness, they typically cannot return within seconds, only facing death or transformation into a monster.

Therefore, this "miniature sun" is still of great use to the people of Silver City. However, if they wish to improve their diet in the future, they'll still have to rely on Frank's mushrooms.

As Lynn's thoughts wandered, recalling the strange mushrooms described in the original work, he smiled and turned to Colin Iliad, saying, "I hope you like this gift."

"Thank you immensely for your gift, Your Highness, Angel of Secrets," Colin bowed deeply, expressing sincere gratitude.

He could hardly believe it. The first time an angel of the Fool descended, they granted them a sun.

Even though it's only a miniature sun, it's incredibly precious to the people of Silver City.

Not only does it provide protection, ensuring they won't be devoured by the monsters lurking in the darkness, but it also represents hope for the people of Silver City, who have lived for over 2,500 years without a response from the gods, facing despair at every turn.

Standing on the edge of a cliff isn't the most terrifying thing—losing hope is.

"No need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank Mr. Fool. I'm only here on his orders," Lynn smiled, seizing the opportunity to advertise for a certain Mr. Fool before pretending to praise him, "Praise the Fool!"

"Praise the Fool!" Colin lowered his head. Although he still hadn't completely let go of his caution toward the angel before him and the Fool he had never met, he couldn't deny that, at that moment, the balance in his heart tilted.

Perhaps this Mr. Fool really could bring salvation to Silver City...

Above the gray fog, the Fool Klein watched this scene unfold via the live broadcast: "Uh..."

"Well... I guess I shouldn't be surprised that an angel would stir up such a big commotion!" Klein rubbed his forehead, finding the development a bit absurd but unable to suppress a smile.

Silver City now has a sun, even if it's just a small one that only provides light.

Colin naturally had no idea that the mighty Mr. Fool was watching the broadcast. He restrained his emotions and, with a respectful tone, asked Lynn, "Your Highness, does Mr. Fool require Silver City to do anything?"

Although he held onto a glimmer of hope, Colin was also deeply aware that there's no such thing as a free lunch, especially from a god. Even though he was delighted by the miniature sun, he was more concerned about what they might need to give in return.

"Ha! No need to be so tense. The Fool is a benevolent god; this is just a gift to mark our first meeting..." Lynn could easily read Colin's concerns, making him chuckle and casually respond, "If Silver City really feels the need to repay this, then offer your faith."

Colin wasn't surprised by this response. He replied with a devout tone, "I will offer my faith to Mr. Fool..."

Lynn glanced at him, neither exposing the performative nature of his devout tone nor pointing out that while he spoke of Silver City's faith, the chief was only referring to his personal faith.

Lynn understood that, despite the gratitude Colin felt, he couldn't easily hand over the faith of the entire city's people, even after this display. They would need to confirm things further.

After all, even the evil gods these days know to package themselves nicely before trying to deceive people. If Colin Iliad were any less cautious, Silver City would have fallen long ago.

Lynn wasn't concerned about this. He looked at the chief's seemingly calm but truly tense expression and laughed softly, "Don't be so tense. I know what you're worried about. The Fool is a benevolent god who won't force anyone to change their faith..."

Colin bowed his head even lower, cold sweat soaking most of his back.

Lynn, however, didn't look at him any longer. Instead, he turned to Derrick beside him and smiled, saying, "You must be the Little Sun. I've heard the Pope mention you."

"Huh, the Pope mentioned me?" Little Sun Derrick blinked, looking surprised and a little embarrassed as he heard the Angel of Secrets speak to him.

"Yes, he said you're a good child. Now that I see you, it seems he was right," Lynn smiled warmly.

Derrick's smile became even more embarrassed. He scratched his head, looking at the Angel of Secrets before him, and couldn't help but curiously ask, "Your Highness, are you very familiar with the Pope?"

Hearing this direct question, Lynn didn't react much, but Colin, who had just been relieved that Lynn wasn't upset with his cautiousness, broke out in cold sweat again. Although he had some expectations, the chief truly didn't understand how Derrick managed to treat an angel with such a casual attitude.

Did he really think angels will remain so benevolent?

(End of Chapter)

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