I’m In Charge of SCP - Chapter 261: Ascension To God

Chapter 261: Ascension To God

The clock read 23:40. within the boundaries of Arcadia. on top of the city hall’s roof.

Watts is focusing on the horizon. Nevertheless, that strange fog had engulfed the entire city. However, he could hear the thousands of worshipers screaming Saarn’s name while they were bowed to the ground. The Sarkic Cults and the Chaos Insurgency worked together, although it was hard to describe how satisfying it was to witness someone else become God.

This time, he represented the Insurgency to work with the Sarkic Cults in accordance with his father’s instructions. He recognized that he would succeed in his task, but he was unable to smile. Because he was aware that he was acting like a puppet in this situation.

He didn’t need to do anything because most of the issues had already been settled by both parties. He was more of a symbolic presence here. A dog can flee, much like the Internet idiom that’s all the rage.

Attacking the Foundation site was the only action that was taken. But it fell short. It wasn’t until much later that he discovered that Zhang Jue was to blame once more.

Zhang Jue had twice undone his good work in China and Europe, costing him two of his top generals; this was the third time. He had to make fun of him in addition to his father’s reprimand. Watts wanted to skin him every time he thought about how much he detested it.

Just as he started to become enraged, he heard footsteps behind him. Joseph, the elderly butler who had been following him, approached his side.

“Young master, you shouldn’t be here at this time.”

“Then where should I be?”

“…”

While briefly mute, Joseph realized that the Watts of today seemed different from the Watts of yesterday. Even if the previous young master had the same nasty temper, he was fairly respectful to the older man.

His eyes seemed keen and menacing today. Joseph wasn’t angry, but he was a little relieved. Lambs with bad manners are not fit to live in this world.

“Joseph, I’ve had a question for you all along.” Watts said with narrowed eyes.

“Young master, please talk,” the elderly servant owed.

“Since many of the patriarchs in the Insurgency are close to that boy than I have ever had a better reputation than, why are you not like that? Or are you really a spy to keep an eye on me?”

This was a really impolite thing to say that may have even alienated some people, and there was a good reason for Watts’ poor reputation. Though Joseph grinned.

“Young Master Watts, in truth, the reason I chose you is really simple. Although there are moments when you are not well thought through, you still have the audacity to speak and act.” the old servant said.

Watts froze at Joseph’s response and asked, “Really?”

Joseph said, “Why else does the young master think that the chief would put so many things in your hands?”

After some consideration, Watts concluded that it appeared to be the case. McM’s popularity had always been higher than his inside the Chaos Insurgency, but his father had never been partial as a result, and in terms of people with leadership potential, he even had more.

Watts questioned Joseph, “So what should I do now?” after realizing this.

“Young master, if I were you, I’d stop thinking about anything right now and attempt to finish whatever assignment the chief has given you.”

Joseph gestured with his finger toward the far-off sky. “Saarn’s ascension to God has become unstoppable, the pattern of the world will change radically, and young master must take this opportunity if he wants to make a difference,” said the speaker.

…

23:50.

Lei Shui made a new call after ending his conversation with Angelo. Before getting to the target, the call went through two transfers.

“It’s me.” Lei Shui said in only two words.

The other party was unaware of his identity because they were the only two people who had access to this private channel.

“How are things going?” the mysterious man asked.

His speech was a little monotone, and it was obvious that it had been technologically altered—possibly with a voice changer or something.

Lei Shui, who had grown accustomed to this situation, remarked that “all is happening as planned, no accident; after this occurrence, Angelo will have a dispute with Advisor Zhang; with the character of both sides, friction is inevitable; their fight will be intractable.”

“Very well.”

Lei Shui acted in a comforting manner, never pressing the other person for specifics but instead changing the topic.

“Old Ten didn’t think anything of you, right?”

Lei Shui paused before said, “He’s always felt I was heading toward Angelo.”

“That’s excellent.” The man said, “Your safety must always come first. The plan can be carried out gradually, but you mustn’t have an accident because there will still be a lot of things depending on you in the future.”

“Understood.”

“How is it doing in Arcadia City?” the mysterious man asked once more.

“At this moment, Saarn should be conducting the deity ascension ceremony,” Lei Shui retorted.

“Are you able to manage it?”

“Over there, Angelo has a strategy,”

“That’s fine; if not, this is another ideal opportunity. It’s better if he can handle it.”

“I’ll pay attention to what happens there.”

Following the phone’s hangup. Lei Shui stood up and cast a far-off glance. Although he was now in South America, he had ears and eyes everywhere, so for the first time, he was able to understand all the motions taking place in the city of Arcadia.

Ten minutes remained before midnight, which was at twelve. Saarn was on the verge of joining the gods. All eyes will be on that city known as Arcadia, including those of Angelo, Zhang Jue, the Church of the Broken God, the GOC, and the Foundation.

What would happen next was something even he himself was looking forward to.

…

23:55.

Angelo had his eyes closed as he dozed off on the sofa. Twelve staff employees were franticly communicating with different departments in the room outside while providing frequent commands. He, on the other hand, appeared to be completely at ease.

After O5-1 and O5-8, Angelo’s father, O5-2, can be rated as having the third most seniority in the O5 council and the third most power. He was able to reach this position today purely on their own strength, despite the fact that there is this relationship in place.

The O5 council assigned him the Sarkic Cult issue this time after discussion. In part because of his very exceptional talent, and in part because the O5 council is secretly thinking that they need to find someone to counterbalance Zhang Jue.

Everyone was astounded at how quickly Zhang Jue rose, and even the O5, whose strength was unfathomable, was extremely concerned. He was then proposed. This did not make Angelo pleased; on the contrary, it made him quite angry. He was promoted by the O5 council to deal with someone else, which he found unacceptable.

What a bunch of bullshit!

He thought his father and the other Foundation officials stank of decay. He wanted them to understand that it was Angelo who was going to alter the Foundation, not anyone else. Because he planned to do much more than that, he refrained from looking Zhang Jue in the eyes.

He would alter the entire O5 Council and the entire Foundation. What was about to occur in Arcadia City was insignificant in comparison to that.

In addition, he was ready for it. He sent a fake nuclear bomb to Area-114 on purpose to draw the Sarkic Cult’s attention. Four nuclear bombs were already prepared for firing outside of Arcadia.

Four, indeed.

One in the southeast and one in the northwest, one in each direction. That’s what he’s planning to do, despite the fact that the power of the nukes is not proportional to their number and they might even interact. No one else in the world would have the audacity to launch a saturation nuclear bombing, I’m sure of it.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Saarn and Zhang Jue.

You two, dying under such an attack, I think you will be able to rest in peace.

…

23:59.

Inside the city of Arcadia. Saarn’s figure and the outline of his features gradually came into focus in mid-air thanks to the fervent prayers of many Christians. The believers bowed down hastily.

The final crucial phase of the ascension ceremony has arrived. outside of Arcada’s city limits. Standing in the courtyard, Zhang Jue and the others in the station were all gazing far away at the city. Some of them consoled one another, while others clung to their steel spears.

They were all watching for that time to arrive. It was decided that the time would be 23:59 and 59 seconds. In the sky above the full moon, a blood-red pillar of light emerged from the city of Arcada and soared straight up to the clouds.

Over time, the fog disappeared. Four points of light converged above the city of Arcadia at the same time as they accelerated up from four different directions in the sky, which was invisible to everyone. It was one of the four atomic bombs that Angelo had manufactured. Zhang Jue developed a small frown as she instantly felt a potential threat.

With a microsecond error margin, the four nuclear weapons nearly detonated simultaneously over Arcadia City. Grand Warlock Saarn finished his ritual at the same time and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes emitting a weird glow.