Chapter 675 The Lord's Space
Feng Mu's consciousness sank into the "Corridor of Consciousness".
Because of the parasitic pupil technique of the [Bloodline Weird Eye], Feng Mu seemed very familiar with decorating his own consciousness corridor.
At first, it was pitch black and empty, like a bare house with nothing in it. Only an Iron Throne stood alone in the middle, emitting a silent and heavy pressure, waiting for its owner to arrive.
Feng Mu thought about it and sat on the Iron Throne.
The next moment, the deep darkness receded like a tide, replaced by a soft yet ubiquitous pure white light.
The boundaries of space became clear, no longer an infinite void, but condensed into a huge, square, pure white hall.
The walls, floors, and ceilings are all as smooth as mirrors, emitting a faint glow. There are no visible seams or lamps, and the light source seems to come from the material itself.
Then, simple-shaped doors appeared out of thin air on the surrounding walls and were neatly arranged.
There is no unnecessary decoration on the door, only clear black numbers, starting from 1 and arranged in sequence up to 44.
The renovation is proceeding rapidly and steadily...
When everything was ready, Feng Mu and the Iron Throne under him slowly floated up one meter off the ground and melted into a huge ball of light.
It emits a vast and pure light, which is neither dazzling nor scorching, but exists steadily, like an artificial sun, becoming the new core of this space.
The surface of the light ball is not static, but is moving and flashing with countless fine texts and blurry picture phantoms at an astonishing speed, so fast that it is almost impossible to capture with the naked eye, leaving only the impression of colorful flowing light.
"Well, this looks much more friendly, hehe——"
Feng Mu is quite satisfied with his decoration.
"Next, it's time for 'users' to come in and experience it."
……..
Almost at the same time, the agents scattered in every corner of the lower city, no matter where they were or what they were doing at the moment, their consciousness was instantly pulled away from their real bodies by an irresistible force.
After a brief moment of weightlessness and dizziness, they all instinctively crawled towards the direction where the Iron Throne should have been, maintaining the most humble kneeling posture with their foreheads pressed against the cold, smooth ground.
(Although they are conscious beings, they all strangely possess a sense of touch.)
However, the expected cold and majestic oppressive feeling did not come.
After a long period of dead silence, someone finally raised his head cautiously.
Then he froze.
Soon after, more and more people raised their heads, their faces filled with astonishment and confusion.
The dark nothingness disappeared, and the Iron Throne that was too scary to look at was also gone?
Instead, there was a bright and spacious pure white hall, and a huge ball of light in the center of the hall that emitted vast light.
What happened? Where is the Lord?
The agents looked at each other, hesitated, and slowly got up from the ground.
No one spoke, and the air was filled with confusion, curiosity and uneasy silence.
Everyone looked around at the numbered doors in surprise, and finally everyone's attention was involuntarily attracted by the huge ball of light in the center.
It seems to have magic that makes people unable to look away.
A silent shock and awe permeated the crowd.
As if attracted by a magnet, they all gathered towards the ball of light, forming a loose circle.
Everyone stared at the ball of light with wide eyes, not blinking.
The surface of the light ball is not smooth, but countless words and images flash, flow, and change at an astonishing speed.
The speed was too fast, the text and pictures were like a rushing torrent, or like an uncontrolled rain of code, and only some extremely blurry fragments could be captured.
They tried their best to concentrate, but could only vaguely make out the names and descriptions of various abilities that flew by so quickly.
[Haunted Shadows], [Blade Armor], [Thousand Threads], [Blood and Flesh Release Sacred Art], [Sharingan], [Byakugan], [Vajra Indestructible Body], [Wind Control Technique], [Shadow Binding], [Mind Piercing], [Cell Activity Intensification], [Elementary Alchemy]...
They could understand some of the names, but were completely confused by others. However, the names themselves were enough to make people's imaginations run wild and their hearts beat faster.
There seemed to be a string of numbers following the name of each skill or technique. However, due to the fast flashing, the specific values could not be seen clearly. Only the outline of the numbers could be vaguely seen, and it was even more unclear what they represented.
The agents looked at each other, each with expressions of shock, desire, and deep thought on their faces.
The huge amount of information impacts their cognition.
A younger-looking agent in the crowd couldn't help but speak first, his voice trembling with uncontrollable excitement:
"These...are these the abilities bestowed upon us by the Lord? Just by looking at the names, they sound so powerful!"
Someone nearby immediately asked, his eyes still fixed on the ball of light:
"It feels like it! But did you see the words clearly? It was too fast and too blurry!"
The man from before shook his head vigorously and said in frustration:
"Too fast! I can't even see the detailed description of the ability. I can only vaguely catch a glimpse of the name occasionally. But just looking at the name makes them seem very powerful."
Chen Fengrui was also standing in the crowd.
He was calmer than the others, but in his eyes, staring at the ball of light, burned the most ardent admiration and trust.
He heard the discussions around him and said solemnly:
"Of course! The power bestowed by the great Lord must be equally great, there is no doubt about that!"
Many people around heard this and nodded in agreement subconsciously.
During this period, they have more or less obtained "free" power enhancement time and time again, and their loyalty and trust in the "Lord" have indeed been continuously enhanced with each surprise.
Many of them have even tested the power they gained on their own kind.
Although not everyone has reached Chen Fengrui's almost pathological fanaticism, everyone's loyalty is at least above the "qualified" level.
At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from the crowd.
It’s Luo Ji!
He is an adventurous person by nature and believes that "wealth and honor are sought in danger."
While everyone was still watching, guessing, and marveling, he was the first to rush to the side of the light ball. In everyone's astonished eyes, he boldly stretched out his hand and placed his palm directly on the surface of the light ball.
“Bold!”
Chen Fengrui's face darkened and he shouted, trying to stop him but it was too late.
Many people around also widened their eyes, thinking that Luo Ji's behavior was too rash and a blasphemy against the "Lord".
However, the moment Luo Ji's palm touched the surface of the light ball——
The frantic torrent of information flowing across the surface of the light ball paused for a moment, and then a line of clear and stable text emerged, replacing the original blurry flickering:
[Insufficient redemption authority.]
Insufficient permissions are inevitable.
After all, Feng Mu simply did not have the ability to bestow all the abilities listed on the light ball at the moment.
Many of these were fabricated based on his memories of past lives to deceive people... no, they were used to depict a grand blueprint. What he could actually bestow was only a tiny part of it, and that was in the future.
The main function of this ball of light at this stage is just to show them and paint an attractive picture.
Anyway, as long as he doesn't say anything, the final right of interpretation belongs to the Lord.
"Insufficient redemption authority?"
When everyone saw the words on the light ball, there was a commotion and various discussions broke out.
"These abilities... can be 'exchangeable'?"
Someone immediately grasped the key point, and his voice rose with excitement.
"It just requires some kind of 'authority'!"
As he spoke, the man rushed forward impatiently and placed his palm on the ball of light.
The same prompt appeared in the same place again - [Insufficient redemption authority.]
With someone taking the lead, the rest of the people could no longer hold back and rushed forward, vying to put their hands on the ball of light.
Soon, everyone, including Chen Fengrui, tried it.
The result was not surprising, everyone received the same prompt without exception.
The ball of light was so huge that even if everyone formed a circle around it, they would not be able to completely surround it.
Although the exchange failed, it seemed that everyone understood some hidden meaning from this simple prompt:
Since the prompt is "Insufficient permissions", there must be some way to "unlock" the permissions!
Everyone was frowning, thinking, their eyes flickering, trying to figure out how to gain access.
What’s even more interesting is that despite the clear prompts, no one was willing to take the lead in removing their hand from the ball of light.
It was as if the warm light itself had some kind of magic, or perhaps it was a subtle unwillingness - what if if I posted it a little longer, I would get the permissions inexplicably?
The charm of power lies in that even if you have not yet truly obtained it, just having it vaguely in front of you is enough to make you itch, sink into it, and be reluctant to let go.
"Are those the numbers?"
Finally, someone broke the silence and pointed at the hard-to-see numbers on the light ball.
"Those numbers, perhaps, are some kind of... 'currency'? If I accumulate enough 'currency', perhaps I can unlock the right to redeem it?"
Although Luo Ji's first attempt failed, his mind remained sharp. He shook his head and added:
“That’s probably right.
But what the Lord needs is definitely not money in our worldly sense. It must be something else... But what does the Lord need us to offer?"
Everyone is thinking about this question, but no one is willing to speak out their thoughts.
The hall fell into an eerie silence again.
It was then that people began to have time to look at each other.
They noticed that what each other was wearing was a reflection of the clothes they wore in real life, but each person had a clearly visible number on their chest.
From 1 to 44, corresponding to the numbers on the surrounding white doors.
Someone suddenly realized something and pointed at the doors around them:
"Those doors, and the numbers on our bodies, are those the rooms that the Lord has blessed each of us with?"
Everyone nodded in unison, this guess was reasonable.
But even so, no one was willing to move away from the light ball to check the room that might belong to their number.
A subtle suspicion and competitive mentality has begun to quietly grow. What if as soon as I leave, someone else has a flash of inspiration, or the Lord suddenly bestows grace and allows someone to secretly unlock permissions and exchange for abilities?
Although this possibility seems very small, but... what if?
Just when this atmosphere of stalemate and speculation reached its peak.
As if in response to their confusion and expectations, two beams of pure and dazzling golden light shone down vertically from the pure white ceiling without any warning!
The beam of light accurately enveloped two people in the crowd—Chen Fengrui and Luo Ji!
The next moment, under the gazes of everyone's horror and envy, Chen Fengrui and Luo Ji's bodies were lifted up by an invisible force and slowly floated into the air.
The golden light was like warm holy water, bathing, enveloping, and penetrating their entire bodies, making them look like gods.
"miracle!"
"It's the Lord! The Lord is giving me grace!"
Those who reacted quickly screamed in surprise and quickly knelt down again.
In a flash, all the remaining people rushed to kneel on the ground, looking up at the figures in the two beams of light, with an extremely hot light bursting out of their eyes.
They were madly hoping that they would be the next one chosen by the Holy Light.
These are naturally the "performance effects" deliberately designed by Feng Mu.
How can something like bestowing power be done secretly?
It must be done in public and in full view of everyone, so as to maximize the motivational effect of "role model".
After about three to five seconds, the golden beam of light slowly dissipated.
Chen Fengrui and Luo Ji slowly landed on the ground with their feet touching the floor.
Both of them closed their eyes, as if they were still savoring and feeling the new power surging in their bodies.
It was a feeling completely different from the feeling of [Plastic Embryo] manipulating bones. At the same time, the relevant application techniques and information of the new ability had been deeply imprinted in their souls like instinct.
There is no need to learn or develop, you can perform to the fullest.
The crowd around them reluctantly got up when they saw that the golden light had not fallen again, and then immediately surrounded Chen Fengrui and Luo Ji, their eyes burning with envy, jealousy and hatred that they could not hide.
Chen Fengrui felt the two new powerful abilities in his body, looked at the people who gathered around him, and knew what they wanted to know most.
His face flushed with excitement, and he was the first to shout, "Praise my Lord!"
Before he finished speaking, he stepped forward seemingly casually.
whoosh!
His figure instantly became blurred, and he suddenly appeared next to the light ball more than ten meters away like a ghost.
And on the path he passed, he actually left behind a series of extremely clear illusory ghost shadows that slowly dissipated after a slight delay. The ghost shadows were distorted and lifelike, as if they were living things.
Everyone exclaimed in surprise, their eyes fixed on Chen Fengrui, the envy in their eyes almost turning into reality.
Luo Ji watched Chen Fengrui's performance and was unwilling to be outdone. He also stepped on the ground, and as his body swayed, a string of ghosts were dragged behind him, and they appeared next to the light ball almost right after Chen Fengrui.
The two of them stood on the left and right of the light ball, and as if by inspiration they pressed their hands back.
(End of this chapter)
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