The System Play Store
69. Aurelia Temple

Three months after the cataclysm caused by the meteor shower, the world is turning stranger than ever.

Meteor radiation scattered around the world makes mutations in all living things both plants, animals and humans and those on land, air and sea.

The appearance of monsters from other dimensions also adds to the chaotic state of this world.

But as the hopeless situation slowly improves over time, humans slowly begin to adapt to the post-meteor shower situation. But the most significant major change occurred one week after I fell asleep.

A lot of freaks pop up, they come like heroes. Exterminate monsters and liberate cities controlled by criminals.

They also teach how to use magic power, to help re-establish a human civilization that has been destroyed.

But of course they do not give free help, there is a hidden purpose that is the reason they do all the good.

That reason was for the sake of gaining many followers, as they were all members of a cult that worshipped a God.

“That's all I know right now.” Arang ended the story.

“Hem, did you say anything?.”

Arang's face became expressionless the moment he heard my answer. I who did not understand why Arang became silent, continued my lunch.

Warm white rice plus fried catfish side dishes and fried sambal. The place to eat was also very supportive where we are currently in a hut in the middle of a stretch of rice fields, the breeze that blows gives a refreshing coolness.

“This is the best, I feel like I am in heaven.” I said with my mouth full of rice.

“Let's enjoy the food even more, what if I irrigate you to the real heaven.” Charcoal smile looks scary when saying that. I don't understand why he's acting like that.

‘Did I make a mistake?.’ I thought as I continued to chew it.

“You're still unconscious huh!.” suddenly charcoal suffocates so strongly, making me almost spit out a meal in my mouth.

“You asked me to tell you about the state of the world, but when I told you about it you were busy eating. Is this the reply you gave after everything I did for you!.”

“Aaaa... sorry I really didn't do it accidentally, please forgive meuu!.”

It was almost, my neck felt like it was going to crumble because of the chirping of Arang that was so strong. Even if my neck is damaged it can still be repaired, but that's not the main problem.

I thought it best not to try to provoke the anger of Charcoal again for the good of my tongue who wants good food.

Speaking of food, it might be strange to see that I, who had become a machine, was eating human food. Shouldn't I eat coal and drink oil?.

Does anyone really think I would eat something like that?.

Then why can I still eat human food? The answer is because of the technology....

Yeah, that simple.

Seriously, I myself did not believe the explanation of Arang. Three months of hard work, sacrificing resources, energy and time, all of it resulted in my current self.

A word of thanks alone will not be enough to reply to the two figures who have resurrected me. Because thanks to them I can still use the sense of taste which is one of the pleasures of being a living being.

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“So that's why in the middle of the village there is a temple?.”

“Temple?, Oh you mean home for Healers.”

Arang tells if the house located around the town hall belongs to the soldiers of the class off Klan. They say if already bosa live in a camp that only has a bonfire without a roof to shelter.

Although they can actually enter the barracks to just rest, but most troops feel bored if they have to be forever high where they were born.

Hearing the complaints of his troops, Arang asked the Builders to build a house for the troops.

Arang completely did not interfere in the construction of the houses of his troops. The affair was fully handled by the Builder, about the model of the house used all according to the wishes of his troops.

But for the home of Healer is somewhat different. At that time Arang was feeling so desperate because of problems in his research, at the same time the Healers were confused to determine the design of the residence.

The Builder asks the Healer to immediately determine the design of the house because only those who do not yet have a private residence.

Healers who have too good properties actually do not want to trouble the Builder, Healer said if staying inside the barracks is enough for them.

But that would be a problem, because it could cause uncomfortable feelings for other troops who want to stay outside the barracks.

Because they did not want to cause conflict, the Healers decided to consult with Arang who at that time used the Healer body more often while doing research on my body.

The situation made the healers assume that Charcoal was their leader.

“Then what did you say?.” my question while drinking warm tea.

“I just asked them to pray for you.” reply charcoal.

“Hah, how?.”

“I ask them to pray for your safety, that's it.”

Instead of providing a solution, Arang actually asked the confused Healers to pray for me.

But it seems that Arang's request gave an idea for the Healers to make a temple that will be used as a home, as well as a place to pray Badi all villagers.

“OK, I'm starting to understand the outline. But one last question.”

“Hem?.”

“To whom do they pray?.” that question makes me very curious. Did they pray to the God Arang knew? Or the other one.

“Isn't that obvious?.”

“Abanya?.”

“They are of course praying to the entity that has created them.” Charcoal stopped his words only to put down his teacup.

I'm sure he did it on purpose just to make me die of curiosity.

“Entity is none other than you Adriana.”

“......”

No words from me, my head has trouble processing Arang's words, did he say anything about me being the object of worship?.

No. I must have heard wrong. It is impossible that there is not a group of people who regard me as a God worthy of worship.

“Whatever hard you try to deny, the reality will remain the same.”

I don't know what to react to a problem like this. It is true that I created them with the ability of the Play Store System, but my goal of training them in Barracks was not to become a follower or even adore me.

“It explains why everyone calls me as “Yang Mulia”.”

Our lunch ended when Arang intended to return to harvester, he said if he wanted to throw a party to celebrate my recovery.

But seeing the many plants I had to harvest made me feel guilty for my friend. Then I took the initiative to buy an automatic harvester.

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