High Above

Ian and Adlbert entered the virtual realm.

The virtual realm of Xiahui Leader has completely changed into a completely new look compared to before Ian's arrival.

Although the virtual world in the past looked sunny on the surface, the castle on the cliff was always shrouded in gloomy rainstorms. Dark rainwater flowed on the ground, and occasionally human bone arms could be seen protruding from the soil.

But now, the original cliff castle has disappeared, replaced by a silver mountain peak and a temple on the top of the mountain.

And under this silver peak is a booming new city.

Colorful brilliance circulates in it, and there are even heaven-like paths of clouds and mist that gather from all over the city and surround the mountain peaks.

"This is the most energetic and safe virtual realm I have ever seen."

Arriving in the virtual realm, when Adebert saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh: "The bigger the city, the more 'hate' it contains."

"The more stagnant and decayed the city is, the dimmer the city's glory will be and the more it will be shrouded in dark clouds."

"But today's Xiahui leader not only doesn't have much resentment, but also has brilliance and flowing clouds. This is proof that the people's lives are happy and full of hope!"

The silver peaks and temples are the symbols of Ian, the lord and prophet.

The city under the mountain means that this place is regarded as a holy place by the people.

In particular, Ian's great improvement in strength now gives the people of his territory confidence, causing colorful rainbow lights to emerge among the clouds.

"Don't be too proud."

Ian himself was very calm. He looked around the virtual world and nodded slightly: "All this is because in recent years, the mountain people and ordinary people in Nanling have not lived a normal and stable life for a few days."

"Especially the mountain people and the refugees who migrated from the west. They have just experienced the war, when they are at their lowest and have the least demands. If they can come to my territory to eat well and sleep in warm beds, they will be extremely happy. "

"Because there is suffering, there is a contrast, just like Loren. If he had both parents and grandparents, would he be born with psychic powers out of despair and extreme faith? Impossible."

"but……"

Hearing Ian's rational and objective evaluation of his work, Adlbert felt a little bit tempted to complain: "On Terra, there are very few lords like you. You have done a good job, there is no need to be so calm! "

"Haha, I'm really happy."

Lowering his head and laughing, after a pause, Ian raised his head and sighed: "But Adalbert, after a few years, these people have adapted to the life and welfare of Xiahui Territory, and after they have a relaxed and superior life, they will On the contrary, you will feel that you are not free under my management."

"If you don't have food, you want food. If you have food, you want clothes. If you have clothes, you want a house. If you have a house, you want a stable family...The next step is the education of children and the medical system to treat diseases. Personal rights and even power, followed by wanting to become a sublimator.”

Ian's eyes were deep. Although he did not use the power of prophet, he seemed to have seen the future: "Desire never ends. What we have to do is to guide this desire so that it can be used for our cause."

"The current Xiahui leadership has only taken the first step, and my career has just passed the primitive accumulation stage. It is not the time to be happy yet."

The dead king researcher blinked. He glanced at the heaven-like Xiahui Realm in front of him. He recalled the virtual scenes he had seen in the past and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"And Ian, in your opinion, what about the other territories and countries on Terra?"

He asked: "What do you think of those lords?"

"They are all just amateur lords." Ian said firmly: "A guy who hasn't even studied urban management and sociology for a few days is worthy of managing a big city? If the power of the Ascended One wasn't strong enough, Terra would be a place like this. It’s overdue for dozens of meltdowns.”

"As for those territories, they are even more chaotic, and they are all maintained by the sublime's unreasonable violence as a deterrent."

"Even me."

"Didn't Scott and the others do a good job?"

Adebert said: "They all serve the development of the territory wholeheartedly and do not take any personal gain - you don't know, right? Scott's brother has also come to Xiahui Territory recently, but he only used it from his own A sum of money was taken out of his salary for him to study, but other than that, nothing else was arranged.”

"As for Qingchao, he concentrates on practicing martial arts, meditating, and learning knowledge. They all want to help you from the bottom of their hearts."

"They truly are the best assistants."

Ian wasted no time in giving his partner the highest praise.

But he said solemnly: "But this is just a Xia Hui leader, and it already requires my best companion to spend all day managing it, and he can't improve himself."

"In the future, if we include the entire mountain people, the entire Nanling... and even larger areas, where will I find so many companions?"

"My companions may not be corrupted by interests and desires, because they have understood their dreams and followed me, but others may not...Scott's children, Qingchao's children, and even Adlbert Your children may become corrupted."

"Adlbert, as long as human management is used, no matter what rules are used or what slogans are shouted, the end result will definitely be more selfish and enriching one's own pockets. This is not wrong, this is human instinct."

"Greeting and plundering due to instinct will create inequality, which will in turn create resentment. Even pre-era civilizations have similar problems. This is the ultimate outcome of using humans to manage distribution."

"Wait!" Realizing the meaning behind Ian's words, Adlbert tilted his head keenly: "What do you want to say, Ian?!"

"I don't need humans anymore, Adalbert!"

Raising his voice, Ian laughed and took out a bright red crystal ball from his arms.

The surface of the crystal ball is red, and inside there are countless light golden veins, criss-crossing like blood vessels and veins, flashing with the bright source of light, as if broken, but merged into one.

This is exactly the essence of the 'Essence Computing Chip Core' originating from the Xenogene Research Institute.

A computing center of a pre-era civilization with a ‘fifth energy level’ rating!

The red crystal ball is like a heart. When it is suspended in the virtual realm, it begins to emit light spontaneously and begins to mobilize the surrounding spiritual essence and the power of the virtual realm to build a 'shell' for itself.

In an instant, red energy like tree roots spread in the embrace of the void, and finally condensed into a huge kite-shaped 2tetrahedron.

A giant 'computing center' that is seven or eight meters high.

Of course, most of this computing center is a protective shell. The real core is still the red crystal the size of a human fist in Ian's arms.

As for appearance...

Yes, almost the same as ‘Soul of the Source’.

The core of the Originium Computing Chip is the non-entity computing center designed by the 'Forerunners' by studying the Star Glory and Source Soul in their own bodies. Before sealing the 'Last Echo', it was the control center of the Alien Research Institute.

In the Alien Research Institute, the twelve time stasis towers that seal the ancient dragon's body, the controllers behind the countless virtual realm machine gods, and the automatic defense mechanisms of the entire ruins group, research and control, all rely on this computing core .

Looking at the source of energy computing chip that is constantly improving itself in the virtual world, Ian smiled: "This is the real direction of the future - humans learn, develop and create, and absolutely fair and just artificial intelligence distributes. Adjust and manage the entire society!”

"Adlbert, this is the world I want!"

"The first step to the society I want!"

"The world you want..." Adalbert raised his head and stared at the expanding red core in front of him.

——This is the world Ian wants?

——The first step of a new society?

But soon, he no longer had time to pay attention to the details of what was in front of him.

Because he sensed extremely violent spiritual fluctuations, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Ian. Then Adalbert was shocked to find that Ian had actually stripped off the 'Mark of the Dead King' from his soul. come out!

The complex diamond-shaped mark is contained in the soul of the prophet, and what makes up this mark is the souls of the tens of thousands of the dead in the Awak Territory.

When Ian does not actively input energy to activate them, they will not wake up and remain in a pause-like situation, using themselves as tools to strengthen Ian's soul.

But now, Ian, who has been practicing meditation for a long time, no longer needs these 'simple' enhancements... and he has also found the most suitable home for the dead souls.

【king……】

With the blessing of the virtual world and the power of Ian, the souls who were separated from each other gradually awakened.

Thousands of white souls suddenly appeared around Ian. They slowly woke up and looked around blankly.

The leader of the dead souls did not quite understand the current situation and asked subconsciously: [Do you need us to fight for you...]

"It does not need."

Ian rubbed his forehead. Peeling off the Mark of the Dead King felt a bit like digging out a brain from his forehead, and his whole head felt empty.

But even so, he still said with a smile: "I have released you and given you your freedom - but don't worry, what I said about giving you your freedom is not to let you fend for yourself."

"I just think it's not good for you to accompany me, an adventurer, in extremely dangerous situations, so I found a new home for you."

"It's right here." Raising his hand, Ian pointed to the computing center in front of him, which was like the heart of the virtual world, constantly vibrating, shaking the virtual world. He proudly showed it: "This is the new home I found for you!"

"An excellent 'underworld' that can maintain the vitality of the soul for at least sixteen hundred years!"

The souls were a little confused.

When they became part of the 'Dead Lord', the self-structure of these souls was distorted. Except for a small number of souls with psychic talents, most other souls lost the ability to think and understand new things.

Their thinking has been solidified, which is why saying ‘Death King’ essentially turns everyone into tombstones.

But even so, there is still a part of the soul that still has self-awareness.

A young woman joins hands with a little girl to tentatively touch the red computing center.

They stepped into it.

Ian waited.

Adelbert watched.

And the souls of the dead wandered around blankly.

A few minutes later, the two souls returned.

[King... Inside, it's very spacious, very comfortable, and very warm! 】

The leading female soul was quite pleasantly surprised. She stammered a little: [Although the metaphor is a bit strange, it feels like being in the soul of the king...even more free...]

"of course."

Ian smiled and nodded: "The source material computing core itself is one of the fire prototypes made from high-energy materials. It can store most information including souls and thoughts."

"And its existence time and stability far exceed that of the soul of the dead king in the general sense. At least there are currently cases that can confirm that it can maintain an environment suitable for the existence of the soul for more than 1,600 years, reducing the wear and tear of the soul."

"In addition, it should have other benefits, do you feel it?"

"I feel……"

The little girl thought about it and said, "I feel like I can rest there..."

"You can...sleep in there!"

She found the exact words and spun around excitedly.

sleep.

Can the soul also sleep?

Ian wasn't sure, but he understood that the souls in front of him were very tired.

They have been imprisoned in the mark of their dead king for most of their time from death to now. If Ian could not find other places to place these souls, he would really want to release them.

But now, they finally waited.

Waiting for ‘rest’.

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