"Children of God, in this time of disaster, only by uniting our hearts can we—"
Reading this, Lu Xiang clenched her fists, but the embarassing cringe she felt did not fade until she pinched her own thigh hard, finally managing to free herself from the awkwardness.
This can't go on any longer.
Let alone giving an inspiring speech to her followers, just reading the speech generated by the "Sea of Souls" AI made Lu Xiang think her future could only be described as dark. If someone with ill intentions recorded and saved a video of the speech, it would become a lifelong disgrace for her.
It seemed that the "Sea of Souls" was not omnipotent after all.
Lu Xiang simply turned off her phone screen, lightly massaging her swollen forehead.
Before this, she had never played the role of a religious leader, although she had arrested plenty of zealots intent on overthrowing the rule of the United Government.
Then, she turned around and saw Song Lan, who had fallen asleep on her shoulder.
