202: Chapter 202 True Identity

That was an undead legion!

If it could truly be controlled, let alone Blasphemers or Sun Worshipers, Song City wouldn't even need a Governor. Even the Pope probably wouldn't exist.

All sects in all cities would have to bow down to the Songcheng Sect, or else they would all disappear!

At that time, with all sects united, their power would reach a level that even the Pope could only look up to!

At this moment, looking at Tang Long again, he was no longer just a 'young man with a special identity'.

They felt that the Holy Messenger had firm faith, extraordinary wisdom, and great foresight; it seemed that any problem, once it reached him, could find a solution.

"Is there anything else? If not, the meeting is adjourned! I have to go."

Liu Zhiming hurriedly stood up and asked, "Your Excellency, will you not stay at The Cathedral?"

Tang Long frowned, "What would I stay here for? I have things to do."

High Priest Shang Yuleng also asked, "You still have to go... to school?"

"I am a student; how can I not go to school? Besides, I have a business to run."

Wei Ye's old face twitched, "Your Excellency, forgive my bluntness, but you are capable of fighting ten Sun Worshipers; this strength is no longer suitable for a student. But if it is for self-preservation, it seems slightly lacking."

"You people, always worrying about such trifles. Do your own jobs and stop worrying about me."

Lv Yang also said: "Your Excellency, just let Red Hand stay by your side at all times."

"Not necessary! I am not that easy to kill. If something happens, I will call him directly."

"Oh, right, Old Lv, publish my phone number to everyone, and then compile the research materials The Sect has on the Alien God and send me a copy later."

"Old Wei, hurry up and take action. Once you're done talking, report the results to me."

Tang Long left as soon as he finished speaking, so briskly that the others were a bit unaccustomed to it, and no one moved from their chairs for a long time.

After a while, High Priest Shang Yuleng sighed first.

"This Holy Messenger is truly no ordinary figure."

Wei Ye also nodded, "Although I am not entirely reconciled, I must admit that Bishop Liu is indeed the most suitable candidate at the moment."

Liu Zhiming stroked his beard and chuckled, "Although the High Priest is no longer with us, he still left us the most precious treasure."

High Priest Shang Yuleng changed the subject, "However, as the situation develops, I worry there will be greater trouble. He is the Holy Messenger; how will the Pope view this? If the Apostle Sequence comes to make trouble, what then?"

Wei Ye also frowned, "If the Pope insists on incorporating him into the Apostle Sequence, it will be very difficult for us to intervene, especially since His Excellency likes to run around without protection."

Liu Zhiming followed with a sigh, "It is indeed difficult to handle. Although His Excellency is a genius, he has not yet fully grown and cannot contend with the Apostles."

But just then, Lv Yang suddenly laughed.

The three of them felt very strange, feeling that the madness that had infected him had flared up again.

And Lv Yang suddenly said: "Actually, he is not the Holy Messenger."

"Not?!"

"Old Lv, don't talk nonsense. Everyone saw that mask earlier; it was definitely real!"

"Old Lv, I think you should go back and get some rest!"

Lv Yang put away his smile, scanned the three faces, and then said.

"Do you think his various wonders and wisdom, that firm and heroic will for self-sacrifice, could be brought about by a mere mask?"

"His true identity is even more sacred and noble than the Holy Messenger; even that so-called Pope cannot be mentioned in the same breath."

"It's just that you don't know, and I'm afraid he hasn't even remembered it himself yet; only the High Priest, with supreme wisdom, guessed it."

"I don't care about any stinking rules of the Apostle Sequence. As long as the Pope's people dare to mess around, even if it violates the scriptures, I, Lv Yang, will not hesitate to risk this old life of mine."

"As for you all, do as you see fit."

Having said this, Lv Yang also stood up and left.

The three looked at each other, all unable to help but gasp.

"My God! No wonder! So he is..."

"Silence! This secret is hereby classified as top secret! Even when we speak among ourselves, we must not mention it directly!"

"Old Liu is right. This secret must be kept; His Excellency must not suffer the slightest mishap. As long as he is here, the rise of our Sixth Holy System is truly only a matter of time!"

When Tang Long returned to Jinyue Martial Arts Hall, a chaotic battle here had just ended not long ago.

Everyone had worked together and actually sent the Jingan Division fleeing in defeat; they were originally immersed in the joy of victory.

But when they saw Tang Long's miserable state, the atmosphere immediately sank.

Tang Long scanned their faces one by one, secretly satisfied.

When he saw Miao Manman, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Little girl, have you signed the contract?"

Miao Manman looked at his missing arm and nodded slightly.

"Then you have signed your indentured servitude contract. Ten thousand per month salary, plus debt and interest, you have to work for me for seven years, hahaha!"

"From now on, you are also my secretary."

"I only have one hand now, so it's definitely inconvenient to bathe. I'll be needing your help later."

Miao Manman's face darkened immediately.

Although everyone was in a heavy mood, hearing this, some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Mad Dog stepped forward and looked at his severed arm, "Why didn't you bring the severed arm back? If you had brought it back, there might have been a way to reattach it."

Tang Long didn't care at all, "It's fine, it won't affect me driving a Ferrari with one hand."

"What is a Ferrari?"

Tang Long didn't explain, "How is our big business going?"

Golden Scorpion hurriedly came over to report, "Brother Long, the Empowerment quotas for this month, ten batches totaling eighty people, are already full. I didn't dare to schedule any further for now."

"However, Qin Bing thought of a way: let them sign up for the Taiji class and combat class first. Those who join the class will have priority for Empowerment registration next month."

"These two classes currently total two hundred and ten people."

"Our total revenue: Empowerment deposits are 160 million, and tuition fees for the tutoring classes are 21 million, totaling 181 million."

Hearing this number, everyone was very excited, and Miao Manman was even more shocked; she hadn't expected Tang Long to rake in so much money in one day.

Tang Long was not very satisfied, "Still too conservative. As long as people are willing to pay the Empowerment deposit, you should take it. Even if it's scheduled for ninety years later, it doesn't matter; it's better to have it in the bag."

"Why did so few people come today? The power of advertising might be a bit small; we need to increase investment."

"Don't we have money now? Allocate funds. First, allocate 10 million for special advertising expenses. Book the electronic screens on high-rise buildings in busy areas and play ads twenty-four hours a day."

"Qin Bing, tomorrow you go run this errand specifically."

But Qin Bing asked with some concern, "Old Tang, we had a fight with the Jingan Division today; won't there be trouble later? Although Group Leader Yun from the military came by, she won't always be here."

Tang Long waved his hand, "It's already settled, work with peace of mind. How is my schedule planned for the next few days?"

Qin Bing immediately handed over a form.

"There are no arrangements within three days; you can accommodate people outside the plan."

"Starting from three days later, if there are no orders from the three parties, it will be one batch every two days."

"Also, there is the matter of the White Clothing Society; when should we have them come over?"

Tang Long took a look and tore up the plan directly.

"What kind of arrangement is this? If we do it like this, I'll be spending every day just preparing to serve them."

"When there are no orders from above, two batches a day, each batch only ten minutes; it doesn't matter if the schedule is tight. When business gets busy later, plan for five batches a day."

"I have time today; have the people from the White Clothing Society come over immediately. Let's get it done before dinner!"

Qin Bing was left confused, and even Mad Dog, Golden Scorpion, and the others looked at each other.

Mad Dog came up to advise, "Tang Long, the density of the Empowerment is too high; can your body handle it?"

Tang Long chuckled, "Making money, how can one not put in effort? Martial arts cultivation requires mountains of gold and silver; without enough, it won't work."

"Brother Dog, you keep a close eye on procurement recently. The price of thunder spirit stone is definitely going to skyrocket later; we need to hoard it early."

"As for my body, no problem, don't worry."

"Don't look at me as having only one hand left; my ability has actually improved. Before, I only had a thirty percent certainty, now it's at least sixty percent!"

"Increased by double?" Mad Dog was a little skeptical.

Although Golden Scorpion and the others had successfully received the Empowerment before, that was supported by Tang Long's magical Healing Spell. He did not believe that such a magical ability could be used indefinitely, and even felt that it would come at a significant cost.

But looking at what Tang Long meant now, not only was the consumption not a problem, but it had also improved?

Just then, Lu Xiaohu came in to report, "Brother Tang, Ye Qingzhou is here."

"Good grief, he came so fast; Old Qin just finished the call and they arrived?"

Lu Xiaohu looked confused, "Who? I only saw him by himself."

"He is alone?" Tang Long was also slightly surprised.

"I don't want to see this person; you guys talk." At this moment, Miao Manman suddenly stood up, and after saying that, she left the room.