Chapter 144 Noah's Ark: Was This the Right Thing?

In fact, the system not only does not monitor language, but also does not care about the comings and goings of the ants in the channel. As long as the number of people is correct, it will not trigger the next step of the investigation system.

After all, running a high-level tool that can monitor all life on the entire planet in real time and is equipped with a certain level of intelligence is very energy-consuming. In Hunter Blade's words, you couldn't afford to buy it even if you sold the Earth.

Therefore, they devised Plan A – Noah's Ark, which involved pooling all resources to support the survival of a portion of humanity.

However, Shen Dixin would not let ordinary players know about this selfish method. She would encourage players to pass on their resources after they die, thereby increasing the survival rate of other players.

As the leader, she would reveal many game tips in her dreams every night, such as how to trigger and choose hidden professions, the most efficient way to kill sea monsters, and other interesting facts about various islands...

It's commonly known as giving everyone a large-scale online course, sharing her accumulated experience and secretly helping others like her grow.

Although as a player, even if Shen Dixin lived two lifetimes, she wouldn't know too many valuable secrets, there's still Captain One-Eyed and Hunter Blade! Who knows more about survival at sea than them? That's one of the reasons she came to visit.

Shen Dixin eagerly leaned closer, staring at the captain almost explicitly.

He smiled and said, "I'll get it sorted out as soon as possible, and have Hanming send it to you in a few days."

When disaster strikes and there is no peace, Chen Dixin's fleet base will become the Noah's Ark in reality, and she will secretly replace the top players in the weaker channels.

With their Hunter Blade abilities, they can tear cracks in the barrier without destroying it, and as long as the number of people remains the same, the system will not detect it.

With more than half a month to go, the improvement of Plan A is destined to be like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, and it is unrealistic to place our hopes solely on everyone's joint efforts.

They decided to take a two-pronged approach, secretly implementing Plan B—creating a god.

By distancing herself from most players, she not only increases the difficulty of winning hearts and minds, but also allows her to create her "persona" without any burden.

What do humans like?

I admire a selfless, great savior who shines with the light of humanity, and a powerful hero who descends from the heavens to sweep away all difficulties.

Perhaps it also needs to be mixed with some minor quirks, small acts of selfishness that won't affect the overall situation, and the struggles and resilience behind the scenes, in order to increase approachability.

If one inadvertently reveals some of Shen Dixin's spirit of dedication to all mankind, making people admire him from the bottom of their hearts for his efforts for everyone's future, this is creating a god.

In reality, they take advantage of the fact that the people are trapped in a dream, unable to control what they see and hear, input a lot of information, and then hypnotize and brainwash them to deceive them and capture their emotions and beliefs for their own use.

Many people may not buy into this, but in dire straits they absolutely need someone to step forward.

It doesn't matter if the weaving isn't perfect; the remaining energy of the moonlight can be used to implant suggestions into every human being, showing that humans are still too weak in the face of Werner.

Having nearly exhausted all the energy left by the moonlight, the Hunter Blade had no second chance. The long-lived Werner could have easily survived until the next group was deployed, but it was unwilling to remain alone on the planet.

If all of humanity spontaneously supports her, reveres her, and takes her spirit as the standard, then perhaps we can artificially create a so-called "spiritual leader."

Shen Dixin was somewhat lost in thought. She looked down at her hands. Every detail of the plan was finalized by her and Hunter Blade together, or more accurately, by herself.

Hunter Blade doesn't like to think, and she's even less inclined to delve into human emotions; she was the one who almost single-handedly orchestrated all of this.

This includes concealing the fact that if everyone passes the test, they won't die. Otherwise, if players know they can rely on others' efforts, they will no longer desperately try to survive.

This includes selecting the strong to join the stronghold and abandoning the weak and useless.

Even if Shen Dixin understands his own motives, the rescued players might still feel a chill and a sense of shared sorrow when they look up at the person who gave them a second life.

During that time, the suffering and despair of every human being were real.

But she deceived everyone, and that was the right choice. Is that really the right thing to do?

The plan had not yet been implemented; she had only informed everyone of the impending genocide, without explaining any solutions.

Is there any way back? No, there's no other way. Should we just accept the predetermined fate of death? What should we do?

The fate of all humanity rests on one person's shoulders; no matter how reckless and confident Chen Qingxin may be, he will inevitably feel breathless.

A cup of hot tea was forcefully shoved into Chen Dixin's hands. The scalding temperature brought her back to her senses, and she suddenly realized that she was sweating profusely even in the freezing cold.

She swallowed a cup of hot tea like a cow chewing on a peony, and the warmth emanating from her bones instantly pulled her back to reality. She shook the water off her clothes and moved closer to the fireplace, almost face to face with the flames.

The melting water, sticky and cold sweat and snow freed her from the fear of the icy world, but also pulled her back into the sweltering restlessness.

Chen Dixin was so restless that he almost blurted out his farewell.

She desperately wants to escape, to see the sky and the sea, to watch the snowflakes fall; perhaps a wider view can ease her troubles.

"Don't be too nervous, just do your best." The one-eyed captain looked at her with an unprecedentedly soft and tolerant gaze, as if he were affirming someone through her.

“I know you might be thinking that if your plan goes wrong, you'll become a sinner against your people. Is it right for one person to dictate the direction?”

With just a few words, he immediately dispelled Shen Dixin's fear, and she turned to look at him.

"From my perspective, you are someone both Moonflower and Hunter's Blade acknowledge. Now I won't hide it from you, the reason Moonflower asked me to lead you to the arena was precisely to get Hunter's attention."

“You’ve done even better than we imagined. Hunter Blade likes you a lot, and you can even say you trust you. There’s no human who can compare to you right now, and we all believe you can lead everyone to break the deadlock.”

"Even if you don't believe in yourself, you should believe in our judgment, and in the countless futures that Yuehua has predicted. If you also fail..."

The one-eyed captain said with a relieved expression, "Besides, so what if we fail? We, all living beings on this planet, are already losers. There's no need to feel burdened. Breaking out of the quagmire is a miracle; being stuck in it is the norm."

"If you win, everyone will admire you and respect you, and everything you do will be justified. If you lose, the end result is death, and the dead will have no objections."

At this point, the one-eyed captain seemed to remember something and added with a smirk, "Well, there might be some opinions. If you can survive for a while after a failure, uh, like us. In the first few years, when we meet, we have nothing to say except complaints and regrets, but we'll get used to it after a while."

Shen Dixin could imagine the scene: people sulking and arguing over who was more at fault.

A smile appeared on her face, and she touched the tip of her nose. "Alright, let's talk about something else. It's unlucky to talk about these things!"

Otherwise, she would have burst out laughing. Wouldn't that be considered a hellish joke?

The tense atmosphere eased a bit, and the one-eyed captain lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

His hands were always steady, but at this moment he suddenly noticed ripples on the surface of the cup. Before the reflection was completely destroyed, he saw the stiff and powerless smile on his face.

"What you need is not fear, nor panic; those emotions are too weak. Why don't you be angry? Why don't you hate? Why don't you vow to make the civilization that invaded your planet pay the price?"

“Chen Dixin, that’s your name, right? Yuehua told me. You’re not an indecisive human being.”

yes!

Chen Dixin paused, suddenly realizing something. She remembered the anger she felt when she first learned the truth. Why wasn't she angry anymore?

Perhaps the enemy is too powerful, and I don't have the courage to hate. The more I think about how to fight back these past few days, the more powerless I feel.

If it weren't for Hunter Blade suddenly proposing the theory of "spiritual leader," she probably would have continued to wallow in her ignorance, hiding behind a shell and trying to get through each day as best she could.

Yes, this is not fair at all. Why should we be deprived of our right to live for no reason, and have to prove our worth in order to survive?

The weak are denied fairness, but they also harbor a torrent of hatred and determination. She was determined to take the plunge; worry and concern were not her style!

Even if she fails, Shen Dixin believes that it will be the closest answer to success.

"I understand! We can't let people look down on us."

A faint melancholy and an unwilling fear were completely overwhelmed by surging anger and resentment.

Shen Dixin admitted that she was indeed not brave enough. She didn't believe that she could do what Werner and several other races before her couldn't do. No matter how powerful they were, they were also trapped here.

Before coming to the sea, she was just an ordinary college student with no outstanding talents other than slightly better-than-average grades. She occasionally doubted her life and herself.

She had braved countless crises, roaring before the behemoths, raising her spikes to make her body appear larger and more threatening, so that no one could see the emptiness within.

The past few months of uninterrupted success made Shen Dixin completely forget how lost she had been before, so much so that when this feeling resurfaced, she was unusually captivated.

She remembered that taking big risks with small investments was her norm, and starting in hell was a familiar situation.

As she had experienced countless times before, Shen Dixin shook her armor, using anger to mask the fact that her chances of winning were slim, because someone still needed her.

Be more resolute; don't show weakness in front of the enemy.

Seeing that she had regained her fearless demeanor, the captain was relieved and teased, "You're just like your master. The Grand Commander was the most famous radical figure back then."

Moon white? Not surprising at all.

The spirit-restoring Chen Dixin was very curious about his master's past and asked the captain to tell him more, saying that it wouldn't be too late to chat for another five minutes.

"I was just a lowly clerk back then, and I wasn't familiar with the president at all." The captain shrugged, not only refusing to continue but also shooing her away.

"Now that you've made up your mind, don't just work on it sporadically. Go back and prepare properly!"

Back on the ship, Lu Mingang was shoveling snow off the roof.

Since the start of winter, the distinction between disaster days and peace days has become smaller; at least for now, it's still snowing.

Shen Dixin called out to him, "Do you have any extra shovels?"

"It's in the storage room, on the left as you enter," Lu Mingang shouted, waving a shovel as well, his eyes sparkling.

Since Shen Dixin returned, he has been in a good mood for almost a week. Even today, when he learned of such a major event as the racial crisis, he didn't ask a single question, and happily went to cook after receiving his orders.

This joy was contagious, and she couldn't help but ask, "Why aren't you worried?"

Lu Mingang was taken aback, but quickly realized what she meant. He scratched his head and answered shyly, "Life at sea has exceeded my expectations. I have found things I have never had before in my life. Everything here is great except for not being able to play billiards."

"If it really ends, having experienced such a fantastic adventure, I would die without regrets."

Those bright, sparkling eyes made Shen Dixin pat his head gently, something she hadn't done in a long time. "Don't say things like 'I have no regrets about dying.' No matter what, you have to live to encounter more interesting things."

"Um!"

Lu Mingang agreed, looked around for a moment, and then came closer to defend himself, "I just hope you can relax a bit. You can't shoulder any responsibility alone!"

Early this morning, Lu Mingang keenly noticed the gloom hanging over Shen Dixin's heart. Although her expression was no different from usual, she was unhappy.

Shen Dixin chuckled, "I'm much better now!"

She looked up at the sky, where snowflakes melted in the heat and slid off her nose. Clouds covered the entire sky, and a heavy snow was about to fall.