Chapter 129 Bian Shaoyan's Plan: "Continue Moving Forward"
Du Yu thought that creating living plants and animals at will, and even creating living humans, would not be difficult—it's just that while the body can be described in common terms, the soul is much harder to manipulate to this extent. Unless he starts "sculpting" from childhood, the humans Du Yu creates using this method will be a large group of giant infants with an IQ of less than one year old.
The church had finally gotten back on track through the company, and unless absolutely necessary, Du Yu didn't want to burden Gu Yinglan with any more responsibilities.
Moreover, although creating life is already a mythical feat, the upgrade from [Altar] to [Lamp] brings far more benefits than that—Du Yu now possesses three traits belonging to different paths: [Mist Moth], [Dudu Loves Synthesis], and [Listener]. Whenever an ability related to these three traits is used, Du Yu can vaguely "see" it through the [Altar Lamp]!
The clarity of the provided image depends on the level of the ability of the other ability user and Du Yu's understanding of the element. For example, regarding her traits, she now understands the [Dudu Loves Synthesis] trait much better than [Mist Moth], and the relevant feedback she receives from the altar every day is also much clearer.
After all, Du Yu has been using his synthesis ability ever since he transmigrated. Now he has even mobilized more than a thousand people to synthesize and exploit the system. If this system had a proficiency system, the progress bar behind Du Yu's trait "Du Du Loves Synthesis" would have been full long ago.
However, a clear picture and a long duration do not necessarily mean a wealth of information.
Although the "Dudu Loves Synthesis" trait generates the most feedback images every day, most of the images are endless, churning gray fog. In the remaining small portion, the background is also gray fog, but the main subject of the image has become the mangled corpses of strange beasts and monsters, with blood flowing all over the ground.
Having survived so many apocalyptic events over the years, Du Yu is already immune to these things. But not being afraid doesn't mean not being disgusted. Seeing too much of this stuff affects his appetite, but not seeing it might mean missing out on crucial information.
Comparatively speaking, the visual feedback from the traits "Listener" and "Moth in the Fog" is less frequent, but the amount of information conveyed is much richer.
The images provided by the listeners mostly feature believers, including scenes of fighting, haggling with businesses at companies, and cooking. The short images are incredibly diverse, and no pattern can be found at the moment, so we can only leave them for now.
The imagery provided by 【Moth in the Fog】 is even more blurry and abstract, so abstract that it is less a visual representation and more a vague, ambiguous feeling.
After the altar was upgraded, whenever I thought of the Jinling University ruins that suddenly appeared in the abandoned library area of the lower city, the emotions provided by the Moth in the Mist would surge up and overwhelm my heart like a giant wave—the ecstasy of regaining what was lost, the shock of seeing the most impossible thing in the world, the lingering melancholy and gloom... all sorts of complex emotions were mixed together, making it impossible for me to find peace.
Du Yu asked what information the three traits of 166 had provided, and the six-winged white dove's answer was unexpected—"You have seen the flow of elements."
Not all beings that control an element are worthy of being called gods, but a god must control a certain element.
Du Yu's divine kingdom has been expanding. After the successful upgrade of the [Altar], Du Yu finally gained some control over the elements she possessed through the altar as a medium.
[Dudu Loves Synthesis] The images that came in today were still filled with gray fog. Du Yu patiently watched them, threw them into the middle of the altar, stared at the black hole that was not deep but looked as distant as if it led to another world, and his thoughts began to go astray for a moment.
Although she didn't know why, perhaps it was a divine premonition, Du Yu intuitively felt that other gods could definitely control the elements directly, instead of having to rely on the power of the [altar] like she did, and the feedback she received was intermittent, sometimes making it impossible to discern anything at all.
Putting aside everything else, even [MiMiYin], when He leaned over the divine messenger Fifty Strings, He could tell from His incarnation alone that the elements that Du Yu was looking for were different from His, and that they were not competitors on the same track.
The Lord of the Pure Sea didn't even lift a finger; he simply used his influence over the element of fate to inflict unbearable pain on the original owner and Cat Beard, two other ability users in the same field.
Is this a good thing or a bad thing? There's too little information to tell.
Du Yu calmly glanced at the white dove standing at the edge of the altar, also looking up at it with a puzzled expression. Since transmigrating, the system had always been on her side, and the rewards for each mission it assigned had always met Du Yu's requirements. However, even the closest of friends and family could have a day when their relationship broke down, let alone a system whose origins and purposes were completely unknown.
Du Yu was grateful for the system's constant companionship and help, but that didn't mean she would let her guard down. After all, she was walking a path that was destined to be fraught with danger, and even one wrong step could lead to utter ruin.
"Gurgle."
166, whether or not it heard Du Yu's thoughts, lowered its head and preened its feathers like a real pigeon: "Here, suspicion and caution are the best qualities."
"The space around that complex is relatively stable, and it's unlikely that any new buildings will fall from the sky in the short term. It's a good time to explore, so take these two qualities with you and set off."
Du Yu suddenly reached out and plucked a distinctive, protruding feather from 166's body, his smile as usual, revealing no emotion: "Of course. I'll go and see for myself no matter what."
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"Brother Shaoyan..."
Bian Shaoyan stood on a high ground outside the gray fog-eroded area, looking at the faint gray fog surrounding the classical building complex. His eyes were sinister and his expression was inscrutable. He did not turn around after hearing Gu Tu's hesitant shout. His gaze kept wandering among the buildings in the gray fog, as if searching for someone's figure.
Gu Tu stood five meters behind Bian Shaoyan. Seeing that Bian Shaoyan seemed not to have heard her call, she also turned her gaze to the suddenly appearing ancient building complex. However, there was a hint of confusion in her eyes. After scanning over one particularly dilapidated building, she looked dazed for a moment, her brows furrowing unconsciously, as if she were searching for a fallen drop of water in a turbulent sea of memories.
"This is where I lost my body."
Bian Shaoyan raised his hand and placed it on his chest pocket. The slightly hard touch made him realize the emptiness of losing something precious more clearly than ever before.
Even though his skin below the neck was completely covered by clothes and gloves, the icy sensation from the fluid that maintained his life signs constantly reminded Bian Shaoyan that he had lost the body that humans are most proud of, and could only rely on cold stones to keep his brain functioning. Every day he lived was just a matter of barely surviving.
But it's almost over.
The area of this ancient building complex had not increased for a whole day. He watched blankly as the sheriff chased away the scavengers picking up trash inside the cordon. Amidst the eternal torment, a tiny bit of joy rose up—it was almost over, this painful life was almost over.
He went to great lengths, secretly siding with that powerful figure and exhausting all his connections and resources, to bring this strange, fog-eroded architectural complex to the place where he lost his body.
Bian Shaoyan, who had been unpredictable ever since becoming a 90% android, suddenly smiled. As usual, he laughed heartily and pulled the girl beside him into his arms, his gaze towards the building complex filled with passion.
He wasn't an archaeologist, nor was he interested in those piles of waste paper, but that person had promised him that there was a long-lost element in the complex, an element with the ability to rewrite time. If he had it, he could get rid of this inhuman, ghostly state and become human again!
Thinking of this, Bian Shaoyan couldn't help but tighten his arms around the girl, who remained obedient and silent. But like a farmer admiring a field laden with fruit, Bian Shaoyan, gazing upwards, didn't notice that the girl in his arms had also raised her head at some point, looking at the buildings with a strange expression, her dark pupils reflecting the surrounding dim light.
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"careful!"
A group of heavily armed police officers moved through the ancient buildings when the leader suddenly shouted and swerved to the left. His warning was timely, and the group scattered, except for one person at the back who was hit in the face by a gold ingot that fell from somewhere.
"No, no... Hoh—ah—!"
The gold ingot vanished the moment it touched the hair. The man took a few steps back in disbelief, about to flee in vain, when suddenly a throbbing sound came from deep within his throat. His tongue seemed to have its own will, repeatedly uttering roars that no one could understand.
Before his consciousness settled into a long, frozen state, his gaze descended lower and lower until a gunshot rang out, plunging his world into eternal darkness.
Shi Liuyi, with a grim face, ended his teammate's suffering ahead of time. He watched as the corpse twitched and shrank as if it were still conscious, until it became a dried-up corpse the size of an infant, stiffly curled up on the ground. No one could tell that this dried-up corpse belonged to an adult male.
Send a fire-related ability user to incinerate his teammate's corpse. Shi Liuyi slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, took out a test tube from his backpack, and carefully gathered the ashes.
"Too slow! We've already collected samples from the bodies once before, why do we need to collect them again?"
This is the third case.
Shi Liuyi's gaze was frighteningly deep as he stared directly at Bian Shaoyan. His voice was calm, but it seemed to suppress a raging fire of anger. "All the casualties are because of your intelligence failure! If changing your body also changed your compassion, then shut up if you can't speak like a human being. Nobody here wants to listen!"
Bian Shaoyan could hardly believe that a sheriff would dare to speak to him like that. He suddenly raised his voice: "The complex is filled with energy that can trap people in a vicious cycle. If you are not careful, you will die in the endless cycle. This is what we obtained at great cost. The intelligence is correct!"
"Yes, this place is full of cycles, but what about the other energy? The energy that can turn a person from life to death into a dried-up infant corpse with just a touch? Didn't your master tell you?! Answer me!"
Bian Shaoyan angrily threw the collected props on the ground and glared darkly at the sheriff who had courted death. Although the tycoons had an ambiguous relationship with the Lord of the Pure Sea, "striking down all evil gods" was written in the sheriff's handbook. Being close to that person was never a good reputation.
He still needs them; he needs cannon fodder... Calm down... calm down...
Bian Shaoyan took a deep breath, suppressing the anger that was about to burst forth from his chest. For the sake of that lost element deep within the complex, any sacrifice was worthwhile.
"keep going!"
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Author's Note: The final event of this volume is finally about to begin. [Sunglasses]
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