I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 567:

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Three months ago, a shocking and unimaginable global plan suddenly appeared before the eyes of all the people of Noah.

The Great Shift!

The Tower organization made a promise that they could, in a short amount of time, move everyone in World of Noah to another world that is better, more perfect, and more suitable for people to live in.

This sounded like a fairy tale, but the ones spreading the news were the saints of the Babel Tower, which, in the eyes of the people of Noah, made it a true story.

No one doubted them.

The Babel Tower gave everyone three months to make a decision: whether to leave World of Noah or to stay here… even though Noah was already broken and crumbling.

Following the principle of voluntary participation.

Of course, the Babel Tower wouldn’t rely on mere words to casually and arbitrarily make people leave their homes like that.

Amy had long prepared numerous promotional videos, describing the picturesque views of the new world, various foundational data, including but not limited to temperature, climate, soil, and topography… The information covered almost everything, and anyone with enough time could thoroughly understand that unfamiliar world through this data.

The new world was called "Yalasi."

Simply put, "Yalasi" was essentially a delightful world, like a garden where every season felt like spring.

It lacks major natural disasters and terrifying dangers, while having enough land and food to support a population of over a trillion people in prosperity. It also possesses abundant other resources, fully sufficient for the continued development of Noah for tens of thousands of years.

For many Noahs nowadays, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to describe it as a "paradise."

Basically, in a place like Annottales, where the Noahs were struggling to survive, many of them were in tears. They didn’t want to think for another three months; instead, they wished they could leave immediately.

But the people of Tatsumi City were a little different.

Their current life could be considered a utopia, so even if they moved to a new world, there wouldn’t be much change.

But the Babel Tower issued a clear warning, stating that staying in Noah’s world posed a great risk to survival.

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In the end, the vast majority of people didn’t make a choice. The pressure to survive made them agree to leave and journey towards that unfamiliar, completely different new world.

Of course, there was another reason.

They were willing to believe in the Babel Tower.

The belief in the Savior had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of Tatsumi City.

Now, three months had passed.

People should now face the consequences of their choices.

"In this world of life, almost everyone chose to leave…"

Maryse calmly watched the people on the street, her expression indifferent.

Tomorrow is the day when the Great Migration begins. The people of Tatsumi City will be the first to leave World of Noah.

So, today, many people came to the streets. They reminisced about this city in various ways.

Some people made small crafts resembling the "Babel Tower" and placed them next to the fountain. Others presented paintings as a tribute to this city. There were also those who continuously filmed and took pictures.

Tatsumi City’s history spans only a few hundred years, which in the books of history is considered relatively recent.

But for the people of Tatsumi City, it was almost their entire lifetime, even through generations, that they had lived here.

Tatsumi City, bustling with people, was so vibrant, yet Maryse felt a tinge of loneliness.

"Maryse, what’s wrong with you?"

Irena the maid walked up.

Finally, she no longer wore a maid outfit, but instead was dressed in ordinary women’s clothing.

Fifteen years had passed, and now Irena was already in her thirties.

She was not a super being, she looked young, but she was no longer the young maid, and she leaned more towards a mature and elegant lady.

By Irena’s side, there was a little girl with short hair and delicate features, who was a very quiet child.

That was Irena’s daughter.

Following their family’s tradition, Irena’s daughter was supposed to become a servant of the Augustus family, but starting from this generation, things would be different.

She would become pure friends with Maryse’s child, rather than being a master-servant.

If, in the future, Maryse were to have a child.

Maryse said, "I just feel a little reluctant, even though I lived in the Giant Hive for a few months before. It was only a temporary move or you could say it was a journey."

"This time, things are actually different. It’s not me taking you away from Tatsumi City, but rather me staying behind. And, ironically, it’s all of you who are leaving World of Noah."

Irena said, "You can come find us, can’t you? Even though it may be a bit troublesome."

Maryse nodded and said, "Indeed, it would be alright like this. Otherwise, if I never saw you again for the rest of my life, I would definitely cry."

Irena smiled and shook her head, saying, "You’re already so grown up, clearly one of the protectors of World, and yet you still talk about crying… you’re even older than me, you know."

"I really hope you were talking about more than just age, but it seems that’s all there is."

Maryse had indeed learned to make fun of herself.

Over the years, she had actually been growing, but it was mostly in her heart.

Maryse no longer felt as cynical and envious as before.

However, certain deeply rooted beliefs never change.

Forever.

"So, what will the Babel Tower do after the Great Migration?" Irena asked Maryse.

"We will go to a place called Tylor civilization, where we will acquire the power to revive the Savior, and the Savior will also revive that person along with Mu Ling," Maryse revealed without any concealment.

Irena nodded and said, "I see… I may not understand all of this, but Maryse, you must remember one thing: you still have many precious things that are worth cherishing. Don’t give up on yourself."

"I understand, is it as if you are saying that I will easily give up at any time?"

Although the words were spoken that way, there was still an indelible gloom on Maryse’s face.

"…"

Will he, indeed, come back to life?

And after his resurrection, will he truly respond to himself?

—

Finally, the day of the great shift arrived.

Amy also arrived in Tatsumi City.

At this moment, she appeared just as she did in the past, a young girl sitting in a wheelchair.

But this body was nothing more than a humanoid mechanical creation she had made, devoid of any flesh and blood. Amy had long completed a certain kind of ascension in a way.

The collective teleportation device had been further improved. Now, it leaned against the World Tree, resembling a large disc and radiating brilliant light.

The towering golden World Tree still stood in the central position of Tatsumi City, reaching into the clouds.

This peculiar sight was the pride of the people of Tatsumi City, for it was the tree of gods personally nurtured by the Savior of the Babel Tower.

"Let’s begin."

Alan stood in front of the gigantic contraption, calmly discussing everything with Amy. In fact, the two of them had discussed a considerable amount of things over the past three months.

Moving and resettling billions of people is not an easy task.

If it weren’t for the millions of Omnic’s computational power as a foundation, it would be nearly impossible to perfectly complete the post-relocation tasks.

"Once upon a time."

Amy activated the teleportation device.

In the next moment, a massive golden light surged from the World Tree, followed by a multitude of golden beams shooting out from the disc, enveloping the entire Tatsumi City.

Maryse silently watched this scene, as an endless stream of golden light captured Irena and her daughter next to her, but passed right by her.

The process lasted for about five minutes.

Afterwards.

Almost everyone in Tatsumi City vanished without a trace.

But the warriors of Babel Tower were still here.

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