Chapter 45: Could It Possibly Be a God?

“A solar storm is about to erupt. Buy the officially recommended sunglasses,”

“And also what Chen Qiqi mentioned,”

Chen Xian was slightly taken aback, a trace of seriousness flickering in his eyes.

“That explanation is far too perfunctory; I doubt many people will believe the official version.”

Although he still didn’t know exactly what had happened to prompt such a drastic move from the authorities to send this message to the entire population, it was certain it wasn’t for the reason they claimed.

After all, solar storms had occurred before without such a huge official response.

“If even Chen Qiqi can’t explicitly explain this, that means this is no ordinary matter. Yet now, it’s appearing on regular internet platforms,”

“Could it be...”

Suddenly, Chen Xian felt a bad premonition. Perhaps the impact of this event was far greater than he had imagined, not just something affecting him and his family.

“And the official notice asks for residents’ cooperation — what does that mean?”

Chen Xian sensed vaguely that his suspicions might be correct.

There might be deeper reasons behind this incident.

He took a deep breath and logged directly onto the official website.

There, he saw the message posted:

“The Worship God Cult intends to perform a blood sacrifice of living beings to summon an unknown entity to Xuan Star. At this critical moment of crisis for Xuan Star, everyone is urged to unite and swiftly take emergency measures! Cooperate with the authorities to maintain order.”

“Anyone found to be part of the Worship God Cult requires no report; regardless of life or death, they shall be punished together.”

“The unknown entity is unobservable; observing it causes contamination and mutation.”

“The authorities have released a pair of sunglasses that effectively prevent the spread of foreign forces. Martial artists are encouraged to promote these so that residents will purchase them.”

Chen Xian still saw this message on the Martial Arts official website.

“The Worship God Cult, unknown entity, descending upon Xuan Star,”

A wave of horror swept through Chen Xian’s heart.

If the information circulating on the ordinary internet was aimed at the general public, then the message on the Martial Arts website was directed at all martial artists throughout the Great Xuan.

The discrepancy between the two explanations—officially claiming it was a solar storm—was likely a measure to prevent widespread panic.

The true reason was what was disclosed to the martial artists.

This was quite different from what Chen Xian had imagined. He had thought the tension between Great Xuan and foreign countries might lead to conflict or the emergence of devastating technological weapons, prompting the official announcements.

His thoughts were not unfounded; the upheaval in the Black Eagle Nation could serve as a trigger for conflict between the two countries.

Despite fearing Great Xuan’s martial legends, the Black Eagle Nation now possessed terrifying technological weapons.

If recklessness ensued, it might indeed end in mutual destruction.

Of course, such an outcome would mean the annihilation of the Black Eagle Nation’s leadership and several cities in Great Xuan leveled.

Chen Xian believed his thoughts were already exaggerated, yet reality proved far more terrifying.

“What exactly is the entity worshipped by the Worship God Cult?”

“Is it some mysterious power?”

“Or a true living being?”

The latter thought sent a chill down Chen Xian’s spine.

A sudden idea flashed through his mind:

“Could it really be a living being!”

Yet the more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

The idea was absurd, but if it truly was a living being, it would mean that besides Xuan Star, other life forms existed—possibly genuine extraterrestrials, perhaps even alien civilizations.

The thought weighed heavily on him.

If that were true, it meant Xuan Star was about to make contact with unknown civilizations.

The risks hidden within were unimaginable.

Was the opposing civilization stronger or weaker than Xuan Star? If they could traverse the stars to descend upon Xuan Star, they must be stronger.

What was their attitude towards Xuan Star—benevolent or hostile?

Chen Xian could think of no other possibilities.

Could it be that the Worship God Cult was truly worshipping a god?

That thought flickered briefly before Chen Xian dismissed it as too fantastical.

It was even less credible than the idea of discovering an alien civilization.

After all, many theories about extraterrestrial life had long been proposed on Xuan Star.

The universe was boundless, and only a small portion of the stars visible from Xuan Star had been observed.

No one could definitively say whether life existed in the unknown reaches of space.

Thus, the existence of aliens remained a real possibility.

But no matter what, none of this was within human control.

Even on the Martial Arts official website, there was no detailed record about the entity worshipped by the cult—it seemed to be a taboo subject.

Even the authorities treated it with extreme secrecy, unwilling to say more.

When the government shies away from such topics, there must be reasons.

“Forget it, I haven’t reached that level yet. I won’t think about it for now.”

He just wanted to focus on his martial training. How could he be distracted by all this?

Chen Xian sighed, composed himself, and looked at his phone.

He then dialed his mother’s number.

“Hello? Xiao Xian, how have you been enjoying yourself out there lately?”

His mother’s caring voice came through slowly.

“Mom, don’t worry. I’m having a good time. I’m on my way back now,” Chen Xian replied with a smile.

“Why are you coming back so early? Stay out a few more days. After school starts, you won’t have time.”

His mother clearly wanted him to enjoy himself longer.

Chen Xian suppressed the thoughts swirling in his mind and explained with a smile,

“I’ve pretty much seen all the sights I wanted to these past few days. Staying longer wouldn’t be interesting.”

“If you’ve decided, then hurry back. You’re such a child…”

“Okay,” Chen Xian responded.

“Mom, did you see the message on your phone about the solar storm?”

Chen Xian asked.

“I just saw it,”

His mother’s tone was nonchalant.

“Those messages are probably just advertisements from some sunglasses manufacturers paying for promotion. Don’t pay it any mind.”

Hearing his mother’s words, Chen Xian shook his head slightly.

If it weren’t for the Martial Arts official website, he might not have realized the gravity of the situation.

Ordinary people probably thought the same—that it was just advertising.

After all, this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened.

The authorities would surely take further action later; otherwise, they couldn’t compel everyone to buy the sunglasses.

“Mom, it won’t cost much anyway. You should buy a few pairs!”

“You’re such a child,”

His mother was both amused and exasperated by the suggestion.

“Alright, I’ll get some.”

“Okay, I’m hanging up now.”

Chen Xian smiled and ended the call, while also pondering whether he should buy a few pairs himself, just in case.