Chapter 180: Descent, Ally Selection: Qin Shi Huang

Ryougi Shiki, Aozaki Aoko, Gaia, and Alaya—the four local tyrants of this "Primordial Universe" dungeon were not only meddling with the "Servant Universe," but were also obstructing the seven players who bore the title "Lord of the Lostbelt."

Such maneuvers were "brain-dead" to the point of brilliance.

What did they take themselves for? They were far too confident.

Meng Yi, strolling leisurely through the cosmic river, could guarantee that not only was he dissatisfied with these four local tyrants, but the other contestants' impressions of them were also plummeting with every passing moment.

"The method of inciting public anger is nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst."

Meng Yi stopped in his tracks; the main body of his "Infinite True Realm" was still stuck in the Lostbelt region.

The "Primordial Universe: Sea of Ether" still exerted a suppressive force on this avatar.

Relying on the "World Suppression" imposed by the "Sea of Ether," Gaia had already slashed at his vessel several times.

Taking Sakura with him, Ling Xiao stepped out of the principal's office. This move made Yuanye Xiong's heart shake. Ling Xiao said that he was the first teacher of this school, which reminded him of the time when he was galloping in all directions, and no school could match it.

With these three combined, his "White Dwarf Battle Body," which possessed top-tier Seventh Rank combat power, was left with only about Fifth Rank strength.

To rush blindly toward the "Primordial Universe: Earth" like this would, at most, result in a reenactment of the feat from 14,000 years ago in the Type-Moon pan-human history: the Sefar, the Star-Eating Titan, destroying the Age of Gods civilization.

"Ryougi Shiki is maintaining the seal on the Void."

At this moment, the Digimon of the chosen children didn't know the situation. They thought that Leomon and Ogremon were both subordinates of Devimon, so they wanted to cut the weeds and remove the roots. Now hearing Ling Xiao's words, they all stopped their hands, ready to wait for Leomon to wake up and clarify the reason.

"Then, what are Alaya and Aozaki Aoko doing?"

Standing on a space meteorite, Meng Yi, in his noble "alien" form, saw dense streams of data flashing in his eyes.

How noble was the status of an "alien" in "Type-Moon"?

One could understand it by equating it to the treatment of "US soldiers" in "Korea."

"Alaya... the pan-human consciousness aggregate... the Throne of Heroes?"

Meng Yi tapped his fingers lightly on the shaft of the Human Emperor Banner, guessing uncertainly: "Alaya likely wants to dilute the upcoming Holy Grail War."

"Perhaps even mobilize the Grand Servants from the Throne of Heroes to slaughter us 'stowaways'."

"Or even worse, the seven Beasts of Humanity are also being cultivated."

The "Eye of the Infinite World" gazed at the azure planet several light-years away, which was locked down by layers of power.

The "Mystery/Ether" content in outer space was already this high.

The "Mystery" of "Primordial Universe: Earth" would inevitably increase significantly as well.

"Gaia should have made a move too."

"Her tentacles of gods, spirits, and divine beasts, the True Ancestor sequence created in league with the Moon UO 'Crimson Moon,' the Ancestors of Dead Apostles evolved from Dead Apostles..."

"When pushed to the brink, it is not impossible for Gaia to sacrifice herself and Alaya to cultivate a wielder of the Holy Sword, reenacting the 'Star-Eating Sword: Slash Emperor'."

Type-Moon had a very treacherous setting: Mystery would submit to higher Mystery.

The concentration of "Ether" represented the strength of the destructive power that beings like gods, magi, wizards, divine beasts, Dead Apostles, True Ancestors, and Holy Sword wielders could exert on the Material Plane.

Our side is weakened, the enemy side is strengthened.

As one wanes and the other waxes, there are many variables.

Meng Yi smiled dismissively; small fry were small fry after all.

The F4 local tyrants of the "Primordial Universe" could spar with the contestants, but relying on the F4's derivatives... it wasn't worth a sneer.

Meng Yi continued to move forward in a concealed state, thinking about what items in the Type-Moon dungeon were easy to acquire.

The long-renowned "Five Magics" were quite good.

The initial "One" changed everything, the subsequent "Two" acknowledged more, the connecting "Three" displayed the future, the maintaining "Four" hid itself, and the concluding "Five" had long since lost its meaning.

"'One' is unclear, 'Two: Parallel World Interference,' 'Three: Materialization of the Soul,' 'Four:?,' 'Five: Blue,' symbolizing 'Space,' 'Energy,' 'Matter,' and 'Time' respectively."

The "Ether" concentration of the Age of Gods civilization in Type-Moon pan-human history was off the charts.

The level of civilization development was too weak, leading to an endless stream of wizards.

"Sefar, the Star-Eating Titan" destroyed the Age of Gods civilization, and the "Ether" gradually converged into the "Sea of Stars."

Human civilization developed at an accelerated pace, and technology replaced the vast majority of "pseudo-magic."

By the end of the involution, only five genuine "miracles" remained, still maintaining the status of "Magic."

"Flowing water became space,

Blowing wind became time.

Burning fire became energy,

Settling earth became matter."

Relying on his accumulated knowledge of alchemy, Meng Yi guessed that the "First Magic" might be "Negation of Nothingness," or perhaps "Fate Alteration."

"The 'Five Magics' are destined to have a connection with me."

"If I can analyze the technical concepts related to the 'Five Magics,' the completion of my 'Infinite True Realm' will inevitably be higher."

"Besides that, the genuine 'Planet UO' technology is also quite good."

"The desperate life-or-death technique, 'Star-Eating Magic Sword: Slash Emperor,' is very valuable."

"Alaya's human order mechanism, Throne of Heroes technology, and the technology of the Seven Beasts are all of immense value."

Meng Yi licked the corner of his mouth.

If he could capture Gaia and Alaya alive, and with the help of Ryougi Shiki and Aozaki Aoko, enter and exit the "Root of the Vortex" freely, wouldn't he make a fortune this time?

"It's a pity this is a 'Special Dungeon'; besides the native obstruction, there are other player competitors."

"If only this were a regular dungeon that allowed me to explore freely, everything would be mine, and I would inevitably be stuffed to the brim."

The "world settings" he knew from his past life could serve as a form of foresight, and Meng Yi was already satisfied with that.

Utilizing the advantage of foresight, he would strike first.

Stuffing as many good things into his pockets as possible, completing technical iterations rapidly, and kicking other contestants out of the game—that was the superior strategy.

"I hope my 'new friends' can be like my 'old friend Xianmo Weiyang,' working themselves to the bone, giving their all until their deaths for Meng's growth!"

"After you die, there will definitely be a place for you among the 'Top Ten Employees of the Year' in my 'Infinite True Realm'!"

The value that could be squeezed out of these fish-fryers was not necessarily any less than that of the Type-Moon dungeon.

Meng Yi rubbed his temples; this abstract "Special Dungeon: Strongest Championship" was the most difficult dungeon he had encountered so far, bar none!

For the "Naruto Dungeon: Promotion Assessment," he only needed to be "heart-to-heart" with his old friend Xianmo Weiyang, but in this dungeon, there were too many things that wanted to be "heart-to-heart" with him.

"I have to engage in horizontal and vertical alliances, guard against backstabbing, and wait for opportunities to backstab others..."

Whether it was the magnetic field madman Dong Lin who descended in his true form, the sword cultivator Jun Lingtian, the night-owl Vex, or the reality-warper Li Lin;

Or the avatars who appeared, such as the world-turned-sentient Meng Yi, the civilization-turned-sentient Huan, or the alternate-plane-cluster-turned-sentient Heita; all had already arrived in the "Primordial Universe: Solar System."

Earth was simply too eye-catching.

Within hundreds of light-years, there was only this one life-bearing star; no one would believe there wasn't a problem.

Not to mention that the closer one got to Earth, the stronger the suppressive force of the "Sea of Ether" became.

Wasn't this just a blatant "there is no silver buried here"?

The Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their own magic.

The monsters appeared, using all sorts of methods.

Meng Yi used the Human Emperor Banner to protect himself, employing techniques like space folding, alternate space creation, the Twelve Earthly Branches, and the Gate of Alchemy.

First, he folded and collapsed himself to the size of an electron within an atomic nucleus, then hid in a temporarily created alternate space.

The 10^-15m diameter alternate space easily penetrated the Earth's outer space blockade and descended onto Earth.

This azure star looked calm and peaceful, but in reality, many monsters were hidden beneath the sea.

The most urgent task was to find out the current time node.

Then, find an agent, obtain the qualification to participate in the "Special Holy Grail War," and complete "Main Mission ①" first.

It would be a joke if he failed the main mission and was erased.

The steady Meng Yi did not spread his wide-area information reading ability.

He manipulated the alternate space to drift with the wind, slowly floating toward a place where people gathered, avoiding as much as possible the possibility of being discovered by fish-fryers or the native F4.

At times like this, one had to be steady; whoever lost their composure first would be the first to suffer.

Looking at paper strength alone, the native F4 were greater than a single player.

Meng Yi did not think he could fight four at once, confronting Ryougi Shiki, Aozaki Aoko, Gaia, and Alaya simultaneously.

Even the weakest of the native F4 had Seventh Rank breakthrough-level standards.

He could win against one, be at a disadvantage against two, run away from three, and would die against four.

This was the case for his main body, and for a vessel suppressed from top-tier Seventh Rank to Fifth Rank, it was even less presentable.

Winning, killing, and capturing alive—the difficulty increased level by level.

Meng Yi speculated that to win against the combined native F4, he would need three fish-fryers of his own caliber to join forces without reservation.

To kill the native F4, he would need five Seventh Rank breakthrough fish-fryers to trust each other and cooperate with all their might.

To capture them alive and have a "heart-to-heart" talk with the native F4, he would need at least seven players of the same level, and eight to ten would be safer.

A table was set, but two groups of guests arrived; how should this meal be eaten?

Players who all wanted to eat alone could not cooperate, but the native F4 could join forces.

This was the problem Meng Yi was currently troubled by, and it was also a headache for the other six players.

Meng Yi, hidden in the dust alternate space, moved forward at a slow speed.

But his thinking did not slow down; he was thinking of a way to break the deadlock.

"Holy Grail War... Heroic Spirits, Servants..."

"Eh! The native F4 set up a blockade in the void to prevent the approach of the Lostbelt..."

"Besides obstructing players, they are also obstructing alternatives that do not fall under the jurisdiction of the 'Primordial Universe'."

Summoning Heroic Spirits normally was definitely impossible; that would be falling into a pit dug by the native F4 and burying a landmine next to oneself that could explode at any time.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"If I want to gain the upper hand, pulling in external aid is a good choice."

Meng Yi began to ponder what super-standard contestants were among the Lords of the Lostbelt.

A Lostbelt refers to a historical branch completely different from pan-human history, which took an alternative path at a certain historical node, and these paths could develop normally under the premise of satisfying self-consistency.

It is not something like a "parallel world," but rather something independent of human history, something judged, pruned, and unneeded.

The "Primordial Universe" does not want Lostbelts, and the "Servant Universe" does not want Lostbelts either.

This led to the Lostbelt circle being squeezed on both sides, unloved by uncles and aunts.

"Russian Lostbelt: Permafrost Empire, just a bunch of small fry."

"Nordic Lostbelt: Century of Ice and Flame, 'Goddess of Ice: Skadi' is average goods, 'Surtr' who devoured the Nordic pantheon is barely passable."

"Shenzhou Lostbelt: Human Intelligence Integration True Kingdom, the 'First Emperor' of civilization mechanical ascension can be listed as a candidate."

"Indian Lostbelt: Creation and Destruction Reincarnation, 'Arjuna' who devoured the Indian pantheon and became the god of integrated good and evil reincarnation is listed as a candidate."

"Greek Lostbelt: Interstellar City Mountain Range, 'Omnipotent Great God Zeus' is okay, 'Celestial Sphere Spacetime Fortress Chaos' has impressive strength."

"Britain Lostbelt: Fairy Round Table Domain, 'Fairy Queen Morgan' who learned the 'Anchor of the Blue Star: Spear of the End: Rhongomyniad' is just so-so."

"South American Lostbelt: Golden Tree Sea Journey, 'Quetzalcoatl' is of average standard."

There was also a Fusang Lostbelt, which Meng Yi directly ignored.

Besides "Lostbelts" as potential allies, "Singularities" also had potential, but not much.

The only one that could catch the eye of Meng Yi, a Seventh Rank breakthrough, was "Magician King Solomon" of "Singularity: Grand Time Temple."

"Creation Goddess: Return of Reason Tiamat" of "Singularity: Absolute Demonic Front," the one slashed by "Grand Assassin King Hassan"?

These days, the "Creation God" circle was too diluted.

Any Tom, Dick, or Harry dared to call themselves a "Creation God."

"Either Greece, or India, or Shenzhou; the other Lords of the Lostbelt are of little significance to me."

Meng Yi calculated what he had on hand.

He had stuffed the "Dragon Dungeon: Shenzhou Ancestor Worship God: Black Emperor" into his Human Emperor Banner, which could perhaps serve as a medium to contact the "Shenzhou Lostbelt: Human Intelligence Integration True Kingdom."

"Dragon Dungeon: Indian Religious Faith God: Buddha" had little connection to "Arjuna" of the "Indian Lostbelt: Creation and Destruction Reincarnation."

On the contrary, "Buddha" might provoke a super-standard monster in the Type-Moon worldview: "Saver: Shakyamuni Tathagata."

"I don't have a medium related to Greece, so two options remain."

"'Saver: Shakyamuni Tathagata' is too incompatible with me; if I really summoned him, it's more likely we'd fight first."

"So only the 'Shenzhou Lostbelt: Human Intelligence Integration True Kingdom' option remains."

Meng Yi had self-knowledge; in the cognition of "Saver: Shakyamuni Tathagata," he was definitely a great demon of the chaotic world from beyond the heavens.

If Saver appeared, he would most likely say: 'Benefactor, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore.'

If Meng Yi remained obsessed and didn't realize his errors, Saver would roll up his sleeves, gesture at his biceps, and say: 'If the benefactor doesn't understand Buddhist law, this humble monk is also slightly proficient in a few fists and kicks.'

It was too outrageous; let other monsters enjoy the Buddhist tough guy.

Having selected the "Potential Ally: Human Intelligence Integration True Kingdom," Meng Yi, who had been drifting with the wind, finally found a place where humans gathered.

The particle alternate space drilled into the brain of a Westerner, and Meng Yi began to read the thoughts and memories in the unlucky guy's brain at close range.

Under the premise of not touching the safety catch of the "Pan-Human Consciousness Aggregate: Alaya," his speed of reading memories was not fast.

"October 1994, that red giant bear in the north has fallen after all."

"The Fourth Holy Grail War is in the early winter of 1994, which is around November."

"My current location, European Continent: France?" ===== CHAPTER 181 =====