[Post-apocalyptic wasteland]+ [Minor System]+ [Mastermind]
[The greatest deity in this world, embodiment of wisdom and courage, hear our prayers! God of Joy!]
The figures beneath the altar begin singing praises to the deity:
[Xiyangyang, Meiyangyang, Lazy Sheep, Pleasant Sheep...]
In the wasteland, hundreds of fortresses have risen from the earth. A massive steel wall spanning the ravines divides the world of the upper class from that of the Dustfolk.
A break in civilization. The manipulation of class.
The ignorant Dustfolk have remained foolish for generations, worshipping ridiculous faiths controlled by the fortresses: “The Cult of the God of Joy, the Cult of the Bear God, the Cult of Genshin Impact, the Cult of the Wild...”
At night,
Songs and dancing fill the fortresses, and neon lights gleam over the cold edges of biological mechs and mechanical prosthetics.
Beyond the fortress walls, people farm with primitive tools and use discarded machinery from the upper city to fend off disaster beasts and worship elusive gods.
Controlling the people is simple: manipulate what they know and restrict the boundaries of their thinking.
Li Weiwun thinks wasteland civilization is ridiculous. The great works of Marxist philosophy are banned, while cartoon characters from hundreds of years ago can become gods.
Fortunately, I am a materialist who transmigrated here.
[The Boys: What is your power?]
[Li Weiwun: Summoning gods!]
[The Boys: ???]
My name is Li Weiwun. As you can see, I am a staunch materialist.
It's a bit imaginative, the first few pictures are crazy 🙂