Become The Guard AI Of The Lost Civilization After Transmigration

Chapter 216: The Last Prophet

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Are you interested in becoming a Chosen One?”

It was like Zachlan was promoting his identity as an elector.

The image of this prophet was completely different from what Lone Wolf had imagined. The wise, steady, and resolute wise man that had been portrayed in various stories had collapsed in Lone Wolf’s heart.

The only thing worth rejoicing about was that Lone Wolf didn’t believe in religion, nor did he worship a Prophet. He wouldn’t have any emotional fluctuations due to the collapse of his image as a leader of faith.

He looked at Zachlan, not knowing what to say. After a long while, he finally said, “Great Prophet, may I ask, why did you choose me?”

This was something Lone Wolf was extremely curious about. He had long heard that the Prophet had extraordinary psionic powers and could make accurate predictions.

The prophet had predicted the crisis before the arrival of the ring and led a portion of his believers to hide in advance, allowing the civilization to continue its tinder.

Then, he had accidentally come here and become the Prophet’s Chosen One. Was this within the Prophet’s expectations?

He felt that he was the chosen one of the prophecy. However, after hearing his question, Zachlan repeated, “Didn’t 1 say it before? Because you are lucky to be the first to arrive here.”

“Is that all?”

“Yes.” Zachlan nodded and spread out his hands. “For some reason… I have to take responsibility for the stupid excuse I used in the past.”

“I once walked out of the Watcher. At that time, I came up with a random excuse—I was looking for voters. It turns out that the believers have a better memory than 1 do. I’ve been asked the same question 25,000 times: Have you found the candidate?”

At this point, he leaned back in his seat and said with a weathered expression, “In order to fill the hole that I dug myself, I could only use one excuse to cover up another excuse. Hence, I made a prophecy that the first outsider to come here would become my candidate.”

“Therefore, this is the case. Even if a space amoeba comes here, it will become my Chosen One.”

After Lone Wolf heard Zachlan’s answer, he was rendered speechless. His already shattered image as a prophet was shattered even more.

Seeing his expression, Zachlan seemed to know what he was thinking, so he smiled and said, “Disillusioned? But this is the real me. A so-called prophet is just an ordinary person… By the way, can 1 trouble you to help me pick up the Book of Holy Words?”

With that said, Zachlan pointed at the Book of Holy Words that had just been thrown beside Lone Wolf.

Although Lone Wolf couldn’t understand the words in the book, he could roughly tell what it was.

“Do you still need me to do such a small thing? Don’t you Psionites just curl your fingers and…” He stood up as he cursed, but when he bent down to pick up the book, he froze. Then, he looked at Zachlan in disbelief.

Zachlan looked at him very calmly and said, “Do you feel it? There’s no need to be so surprised. 1 don’t have any psionic power to begin with. The most I can do with my psionic power is to make a leaf float.”

“But the outside world has always said that you are a Psionic Caster with powerful psionic powers. You can even use this power to spy on a corner of the future and make an accurate prophecy…” Lone Wolf still found it unbelievable.

“People will be more willing to believe what they want.” Zachlan shook his head and took the Book of Holy Words from Lone Wolf.

“After all, no matter how you look at it, an ordinary person doesn’t match a prophet. Only a powerful and imposing prophet fits the image of a prophet.”

“That’s how I was molded. I was once just an ordinary ascetic. All the miracles were fabrications forced on me.”

He flipped through the Book of Holy Words and told the story of the past of the insignificant person named Zachlan without even raising his head.

“His identity as a Prophet didn’t bring him any benefits in terms of power. Before the Watcher was destroyed, he was a Prophet who was taken over. He was just an idol who gathered faith.”

“He’s also a despicable person. He used the believers’ worship of the Prophet to trick them into establishing this hermitage.”

“This process is very tiring because the spark of civilization is very fragile. A slight carelessness will cause someone to be doomed, but everything has stabilized in the end.”

“And now, it’s time for this Prophet to leave. He feels that he has shouldered too many responsibilities that do not belong to him. Now, he wants to be himself again, to become that ordinary person who cultivated bitterly in the galaxy.”

“This is the story of Zachlan, a nobody.”

Lone Wolf understood Zachlan’s general meaning. It was as though this Prophet didn’t want to work anymore and wanted to retire early to do his own thing.

However, looking at Zachlan’s meticulous reading and his aged body, Lone Wolf felt that something was amiss.

“So, what do you mean?” Lone Wolf couldn’t help but ask. He wanted to know what Zachlan was thinking.

Zachlan glanced at him and stopped what he was doing.

“I need a new idol so that they can remember their duty at any time.”

“But this civilization doesn’t need another Prophet. This title that was born by mistake shall end with me.”

“And my Chosen One will become my spokesperson in the future. They will remember when they are disappointed—what exactly does the Holy Land exist for?”

“You are the first. You will hold my token. With this thing, you can obtain the loyalty of a small fleet every once in a while.”

Zachlan threw a cane at Lone Wolf. It was a cane made purely from psionic crystals. Perhaps there would not be a second one in the entire Milky Way.

Before Lone Wolf could react, Zachlan had already shown a gesture of sending him off. In an instant, a guard took Lone Wolf away.

Lone Wolf did not struggle. However, before he vanished, he turned his head and asked, “Is there only one token? What if it’s lost?”

Zachlan also heard that. Just as he was about to reply, Lone Wolf completely disappeared from the hall.

However, Zachlan did not feel depressed. Instead, he felt relieved.

It was not because of the departure of the electorate, but because he could finally be liberated.

“If there’s no token… my head might be a good way to prove it?”

Not long after Lone Wolf left the planet where he lived in seclusion, Zachlan left as well.

Although Zachlan claimed that he was just going out to play, the believers with powerful psionic powers could tell that their prophet probably wouldn’t come back.

His body was already extremely old, but Zachlan was determined not to use any psionic or genetic technology to increase his lifespan. This Prophet, who had lived for a long time, was finally about to reach the end.

He had no interest in longevity or even immortality. He just wanted to take off the title of Prophet, which was even more resounding than his name, and then happily live the last stage of his life.

In the end, his spaceship disappeared from the galaxy. No one knew where he went.

After that, the remaining Watcher tinder once again announced its existence in the Milky Way as the lost empire according to Zachlan’s orders.

At this moment, they weren’t the Watchers, but Guardians of the Holy Land, who had new doctrines. Their Holy Land also had a special planet called the Prophet’s Recluse.

For at least ten million years after that, they would fight for the Holy Land until their civilization perished or the new Chosen Ones appeared.

Therefore, the Great Khan’s Trial, which should have been conducted in the dark, eventually became known to the Milky Way civilization, causing many tremors in the Milky Way..