Chapter 142 Teaching, please, genocide!
A thousand thoughts surged within them, but what finally came to mind was, "But they clearly didn't underestimate their opponents."
Chen Dixin suppressed her heartbeat, her sparkling eyes dimmed, and she said with a hint of self-mockery, "Even when facing a weak race like us, they try to separate us, not allowing too many humans to gather together, and they don't tell us the truth, for fear of giving birth to something extraordinary."
The server channel divides them into very small units, making it impossible for them to contact other similar units.
You can't build the Tower of Babel if you don't speak the language, let alone overcome the obstacles that are far more difficult to overcome than language.
Even if they can generate faith, so what? They only number a mere ten thousand or so, insignificant and not worth mentioning.
Hunter Blade patted his chest proudly, "It's okay, I can build a dream network!"
The energy core that Yuehua condensed after her death was enough to keep Hunter Blade busy for thousands of years. No wonder they were hunted down here back then. Werner is truly a treasure trove.
Hunter Blade seemed very happy, and his voice was louder than ever before. However, Shen Dixin would not agree with him at this time. If Yuehua were alive, it would be much easier for them to do this.
"I've pulled them all into a dream, you should have a solution by now, right?"
Shen Dixin originally wanted to say that humans aren't that united, and even in a life-or-death situation, they might not listen to her. For example, they might try to concentrate their power on themselves or use dreams for other purposes...
She swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. "I have a way." If they didn't cooperate, they would all be doomed.
"Let's do it this way!"
So on this unusual night, everyone had the same dream. Long after they opened their eyes, their minds were still filled with the woman's sharp, razor-sharp gaze, as well as the unfathomable behemoth and the future.
Where did you get this information? Is it accurate?
"From what standpoint did you initiate this action? I cannot confirm that your purpose is solely to save humanity."
"Are you kidding me? You've held on until now just to listen to this? You've suffered so much... not to wait for genocide!"
"Why should we? Because we are weak?"
No one waits for death; even the weakest creature has its own way of resisting.
The heart is cleansed and responds to the beliefs conveyed by people.
Although they only interacted with projections, everyone was in a subtly overlapping dream, and some strong thoughts could always reach Shen Dixin's ears.
Panic, doubt, anger...
A mix of emotions was threatening to overwhelm her; no wonder Hunter Blade told her to be careful in everything and to cut off the connection as soon as she couldn't take it anymore.
Fortunately, Shen Dixin was an open-minded and determined person who was not easily influenced. After listening for a while, she quickly regained her composure.
Without even blinking, the clamor in her heart seemed irrelevant to her; she dutifully played the role of a pre-set image.
That morning, every player on Channel 9 in Region 12589 acted remarkably similarly upon waking up.
At first, I felt confused, stunned, and after thinking for a while, I immediately opened the chat channel to share or confirm the matter with people I knew.
The message refresh rate is more than ten times faster than before, and most of them are unfamiliar names. Players have different personalities, and only a small group of people talk in the channel regularly, which shows how impactful it is.
Please, genocide! It's the end of the world!
This should have been a serious matter, but since everyone was being dragged into the sea to survive, many people were already mentally prepared for elimination and weren't nervous at all. The topic of discussion among the players quickly went off-topic.
Magikarp: Other channels probably had dreams too, or maybe it was mainly meant for them. Otherwise, why wouldn't the big shots just tell us directly in the chat? If all else fails, they could just post an announcement so everyone would know.
Timely Thunder and Rain: We still don't know how she achieved the top spot. Can she communicate across channels?
Suspicion: Does this mean that out of hundreds of millions of people, only we know Sister Chen? In a novel, she would at least get the treatment of a passerby or a background character!
Call Me Your Majesty: What kind of passerby is that? That's so unambitious! We want the merit of following the emperor! Sister Shen, just give the order and we will support you as the new savior.
A miracle occurs: Your Majesty, don't you laugh at yourself for using such a name to claim merit in supporting the emperor?
Shen Dixin tilted her head. This peaceful scene was unexpected; everyone on the channel was too used to her presence.
But... she thought to herself, the other channels are probably about to stir up a huge storm.
With her as a mountain pressing down on their own channel, there must be their leaders elsewhere, some even more autocratic and shameless enough to be emperors.
Leaving aside the immediate possibility of genocide, the mere act of inexplicably venerating a completely unknown figure as a "belief" is simply intolerable.
Unfortunately, no matter how dissatisfied they were, they couldn't reason with the online community.
Protests that can't be seen are as good as non-existent! She happily put that tiny bit of worry behind her and proceeded with her plan step by step.
In the end, they will understand what the best choice is. Chen Dixin's eyes were dark. That night, she found a memory left by Yuehua in her dream.
That was the first time she had seen Werner in its entirety; the creature looked like a hybrid of a griffin and various other animals, covered in thick fur.
When scaled down proportionally, it is only the height of a person, and all its mysterious aura is gone.
Shen Dixin immediately understood why Hunter Blade had always refused to let her see its full size, maintaining that enormous, untouchable appearance all day long—at first she tried to look up at it, but now she would just skillfully lie down on the fur on the back of its paws.
It's really... far too intimidating.
Perhaps because there are no barbers on the planet, Werner's hair grows to the ground, flowing smoothly and glossy as if it were covered in glitter, making him look like a large plush toy at first glance.
Upon meeting Yuehua's tranquil gaze, countless offensive thoughts vanished. Even if it appeared in an even smaller form, no one would ever treat it as a pet.
However, Werner's gaze pierced straight through Shen Dixin and landed on the side, where she observed all of Yuehua's efforts from the perspective of a spirit behind her.
This includes weaving dreams for dozens of people whose mental strength meets the required standard.
Cleanse your heart: ...!
Her pupils dilated violently, and she stood frozen in place, her eyes following the moonlight.
Yuehua approached her experiment with utmost rigor, while Chen Dixin observed another dream within a dream.
It is filtering, supporting several dreams at once, putting different beginnings and catalysts into them, trying to get a satisfactory ending.
Such use takes a lot out of its energy, and Yuehua often pushes herself to the point of exhaustion and fainting.
The difficulty lies not in creating dreams, but in the astonishing "precognition".
Shen Dixin wasn't sure how long ago this memory came from, but she realized that if it could be fabricated at will, it must have been before everything had even begun.
Does Werner possess such talent? Are the Seven Star Races truly this terrifying? Or has Moonflower already paid the price?
At first, she complained to herself, "Why didn't you rest earlier? Wouldn't it take longer for your body to recover if you overexert yourself?"
As time went on, Shen Dixin noticed something amiss and felt a pang of unease. He realized that Yuehua... was probably not as Lie Ren had thought, having already exhausted its life force.
This guy is incredibly energetic at the beginning of each dream simulation, but he's overdrawing his life force.
Chen Dixin accompanied Yuehua through the intertwined time and space, trying year after year and day after day. She witnessed it decay day by day, and finally... she saw herself.
Moonflower was very excited; it had finally found the most likely source of aversion. Of course, the fundamental reason it didn't continue the experiment was probably that it couldn't sustain it any longer.
The name Moonflower suits it perfectly; its soft, white fur is like moonlight. But now, Werner looks as haggard as a sweater with pills everywhere.
"It's you! My hidden gem, if only I had discovered you from the beginning... A hopeful possibility, let me think, what's missing?"
Without a system for translation, Yuehua never saw the arrival of humans, as they couldn't understand each other's languages.
But this is Yuehua's memory, and its heartfelt words naturally reached Chen Dixin's mind, with a tone full of regret.
Shen Dixin gazed deeply at Yuehua, reaching out to gently embrace it. She deeply admired this being who had risked everything for everyone's future. Yuehua was also the only alien she had ever seen who truly looked upon humanity, even at a lower level of existence.
Moreover, everything that Chen Qingxin possesses now is inseparable from the unseen assistance of Yuehua.
Yes, after much thought, Yuehua finally realized what the rough jade she had discovered lacked—it needed careful carving.
The so-called "past life" memories that Shen Dixin possesses are the optimal solution that Yuehua has derived through repeated deductions. It condenses everything it wants to say and teach Shen Dixin into just a few months.
It can only glimpse the first year of her survival at sea. During this period, it needs to memorize everything that can help her, fill in her gaps in various aspects, and make her growth less abrupt...
Everything became clear. It turned out that she was indeed blessed by the gods in her past life. No wonder she always managed to escape from desperate situations and always found a way to survive when she was oppressed to the point of being unable to breathe.
Yuehua... her teacher whom she had never met.
Shen Dixin trembled all over, looking down at her body, not angry that everything had been arranged so perfectly, nor saddened that her previous life was just a dream.
At this moment, she deeply and passionately wanted the moonlight to appear before her and tell it that its choice was absolutely brilliant! This was a gift from her travel companion, and she loved it dearly!
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