Please Stop Summoning Me! - Chapter 84: The Audience

Shen Yi clearly felt the changes in his body, slowly his skin started to become translucent.

He was still in his human form standing in the same place, but he no longer looked like a normal entity, instead, he was translucent like a colorless balloon.

“Translucent? What’s the use of this ability? It’s not completely transparent and invisible.”

He lowered his head and looked at the translucent palm of his hand and suddenly had a strange feeling, as if there was relevant knowledge pouring out directly from his mind.

In this world, people often acquire new knowledge out of all, and some even might die as a result.

“It seems that the power obtained after eating the mysterious fruit also belongs to the type that comes with an “instruction manual”.”

Translucency was just a feature of this special power.

The power that he truly acquired was eliminating his sense of existence.

“Eliminating existence” It was group wide hypnosis. Even if one stand still amidst the group or do things, they would not be noticed, unless they do anything particularly exaggerated.

Of course, any sudden interference, such as pushing the other person, would be noticed immediately.

This level of “Eliminating existence” power was very suitable for sneaking, concealment and observation.

Shen Yi, regaining knowledge, felt that this was the first time he had gained power from something other than “summoning”, and then thought that the fruit he ate… was actually a sacrifice.

“Essentially, it is still the power that “summoning” brings to him.”

“Eliminating existence?”

As he was pondering this name, he had an idea and gave it a try.

First step “Elimane his existence” and make him translucent the Second Step “Turning into Mist” then he fled out of the room to look for coke.

Coke was lying in front of the glass door of the cafe, looking intently at the ongoing people outside.

If it had happened before, Coke would have exploded by now, baring his teeth cowering into a corner and flicking his tail. But now he was still lying next to the door and gazing intently at the people outside.

“Wow! It covered the smell of an extraterrestrial god!” He was really overjoyed by this newfound power.

He still remembered at the Hidden Pupil’s Association incident, he used a threaded cane to strike the monster again and again, as a result, the extraterrestrial god’s aura kept coming out, causing Chris to suffer immense mental anguish.

He didn’t have any strange fetish like getting joy from suffering people. And on top of that, he didn’t want the people closer to him to suffer because of him.

But he also knew that he had to use the power of an extraterrestrial god, even if he had a companion.

Now he had the way to exodus of breath. It is sufficient to “eliminate existence” before turning on the power of authority.

In this way, he could travel in the city in the form of mist. Even without the Book of Travelers from Ten Directions, he could say goodbye to bicycles completely.

Shen Yi was very conscious of the fact that his aura as a god of the world made him look like an inflated puffer fish, which often scared his opponents, but also attracted a lot of attention.

It was naturally good to be able to switch on and off at any time.

With no one around, Shen Yi returned to his human form, gently picked up the Coke on the ground, and stroked its little head.

Coke struggled a little, then curled his tail and stayed still, seeming to have resigned himself to his fate and closing his eyes as if enjoying it.

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Next day, a middle-aged gentleman in black, with gray hair on his temples, a tall build, and a smiling beard came to this street.

Since the sun was high in the sky, holding the umbrella, he looked around the area, seemingly looking for a place to rest in the afternoon.

Finally, a decent coffee shop caught his eyes.

“‘Morning Star’? The cafe’s name is a bit strange.”

The middle-aged gentleman calmly entered the cafe as if for the first time and then ordered food very naturally.

It was unusual for him to have a meal here.

After paying for the food, he left the cafe, but there was an anonymous letter placed on the bar where he had sat before.

No one knew that the gentleman who left just now was actually a heretic, a high-ranking member of the Chaos Remnant Order, a quasi-disaster level powerhouse.

Shen Yi noticed a strange letter in the bar, then he calmly took it back to the kitchen and opened it to check the contents.

In the front it was written ‘It’s about the “miracle sect” given by the Chaos Ember Order.’

In fact, this folk belief group was not a real sect. All the believers started the act of worship spontaneously, without any priests, gatherings, or strongholds.

Shen Yi immediately unfolded the letter to read the content, while sighing.

“They are so efficient… No, maybe they are already paying attention to these people. After all, I have said before that they are collecting information about the pseudo gods.”

The information in this letter was very detailed, clearly stating that in Beland at least one hundred and seventy-seven families believed in the Lord of Miracles had been identified.

The investigation focused on fifteen of those families.

These fifteen families all have certain things in common. First of all, all family members trust the Lord of Miracles, and no one feels strange, as if they have believed and worshiped the Miracles for many years.

The second commonality is even more bizarre; the original faith of all of these families is the Primordial Fire!

Here’s what the letter says …… “Just less than half a month ago, they were all the most devout believers, often attending church services at the Coronation Church.”

“But now these families have begun to sincerely worship the Lord of Miracles.”

It was just as his expectation and nodded lightly.

“Sure enough, it’s a cognitive distortion caused by reality distortion.”

As for why the target peoples were all believers of the Primordia Fire, he had a high probability guess in his heart.

“It’s as if the faith of the ‘Primordial Flame’ is being stolen, the ‘Miracle White’ Mr. White and the Coronation Church really do have a deep grudge.”

“It’s only natural, the fact that Saints Flo would desperately run after him proves that there is great hatred between the two sides.”

Shen Yi has become more and more clear regarding the “Miracle White” character’s goal, life trajectory, and his abilities.

This is a man with the gift of “reality distortion,” a man who wants to be a God, a man who has deep animosity with the corona church, a man who wants to manipulate others.

One would never be able to gather such detailed information by oneself, unless one was powerful enough to be omniscient.

This was the benefit of having power.

Shen Yi took the letter and continued to read on, realizing that these fifteen believers all had a third thing in common.

They support the same MP.

“Sir Green.”

Shen Yi worked hard for a while and finally recalled this name. It was one of the two most popular candidates in the recent election.

The first one was naturally Senator John, while the second one was Senator Green, and both of them had a much higher support rate than the others.

Shen Yi couldn’t help but shake his head with a rather subtle smile, feeling that the world was truly marvelous.

“I suddenly felt that the citizens of Beland were so miserable. No matter what the choice was, there were only bad and worse choices.”

Senator Green must have some relationship with Miracle White.

Most likely his collaborator.

At the end of the letter, Congressman Green’s home address was also given.

“West Beland, Elm Street, No. 322.”

Staring at it for a while, he silently put the letter away and walked out of the kitchen, and came to Tina, who was cleaning the table outside.

“Tina, I’m going to temporarily close the cafe today, so you can leave early again.”

Tina froze for a moment before nodding in response. “Ah, okay.”

It was already late evening and the sky was starting to get darker.

After getting ready, he stepped out of the cafe and closed the door to set off.

Under the black coat, Shen Yi had already put on a golden mask. The threaded cane in his right hand slowly turned into a black umbrella.

He calmly used the “Elimination of existence” to make his own presence unnoticeable.

The street was crowded with people holding umbrellas and the slight drizzle fell through the umbrella to the ground. Amidst the crowd the masked man in the black trench coat blended was unnoticed by everyone.

No one noticed his presence, and no one felt that his attire was inappropriate.

Only the raindrops quietly hitting the umbrella and then sliding down the tip could prove his real presence.

Even though the sky was dim, the clouds looked like illusions.

He walked through the crowd and got on the bus.

Sitting in the back seat, he calmly looked at the moving scenery outside the glass.

The moment just now made him feel a little lonely.

“I’m going to put a full stop to the pseudo gods act.”

He suddenly figured out why he was so active in dealing with a villain who had no grievances and no grudges, rather than waiting for the Anti-Demon Bureau and the Corona Church to deal with him.

“This is Beland.”

It had been almost a year since Shen Yi had traveled here.

“The only ‘ties’ I have left now have all lived here.”

He had lost his hometown, his family and everything.

But since coming here, he has had friends considering closer, things and everything here in this city. At some point of time he was blended in this city and felt it was his hometown, so it was natural for him to protect his city and people here.

He had a strong premonition. If the pseudo-gods’ actions wouldn’t be stopped in timely,  the consequences would be severe, at least not in the way that they want to see them.

The scenery outside was constantly changing, and he gradually moved from the city’s remote areas to Beland’s bustling downtown.

Red double-decker buses, row upon row of high-rise buildings, black square-headed taxis… the number of people gradually increased, but no one could notice the discordant man sitting in the bus.

As the night darkens, the dazzling street light glows and brightens the city center, which was brighter than the day.

With mask still on, he got down from the bus and silently came to the downtown crowd.

The tiny raindrops had no impact on the dense crowds of people, who were holding umbrellas still coming and going in the bustling center.

The roadside stalls were booming with elderly people to young couples sharing food and speaking love words. In the center the clown was performing a show, which children were watching and laughed happily, and the Royal Horse Guards waiting for the green light at the intersection.

Shen Yi stood in the flowing crowd, observing the bustle around him and clearly saw everyone’s expression: happiness, sadness, tiredness, excitement, etc,.

The girl in brown was taking a picture when her hat was suddenly blown down by the wind, then a hand gently picked it up and handed it over.

“Thanks.”

She took the hat with full of gratitude, and then realized that the person she wanted to thank was no longer there.

Shen Yi walked through the crowd. After crossing, he rarely visited the crowded city center, but often went to places with fewer people.

After all, being alone would always be like now, becoming unnoticed.

Like a spectator in a corner.

He quickly stopped thinking about this because he had not forgotten the target he wanted to investigate.

Passing through the busiest and most lively streets, the crowd around him gradually became less and less. After walking for a while, a villa was seen on a site, people who can live here are either rich or noble.

Shen Yi, who was holding a black umbrella, stopped at the side of the road and looked towards a short distance away.

Shen Yi, holding a black umbrella, stopped on the roadside and looked not far away.

It’s a luxury villa, even if it doesn’t have a large courtyard outside, but the house itself covers more than 1,000 square meters.

A car drove past behind him, and by the moment the light of the car swept by, he looked at the door number not far away.

Elm Street, 322, found it.

“That Senator Green lives here.”

So rich… Shen Yi couldn’t help but sigh, feeling envious from the bottom of his heart.