Chapter 295: Everyone Has a Bright Future

“No, tell me the truth—I won’t look down on you. We’re all Demon Kings; none of us is superior to the other. So be honest with me: do you really worship a collective consciousness of races?”

Watching Feng Xue’s strange expression, Melo tilted her head cutely, puzzled:

“Yeah? What’s wrong with that?”

“Huh…” Feng Xue took a deep breath, then pointed at the ritual:

“So what’s this spell?”

“It’s a familiar summoning spell… In my world, it’s used to summon servants of the gods to work for us. But here, what it summons has no consciousness—worse than ordinary demons. So I rarely use it. Still, it’s the most representative divine art.”

Melo still didn’t understand the problem, but Feng Xue was nearly at his breaking point. He stared at the chaotic ritual output by Little Bell, then at the table at the Cthulhuesque “creature”—a grotesque fusion of the worst traits of turtles, deep-sea fish, cephalopods, seaweed, and more. He racked his brain for something to say but found no suitable words, thinking only to himself:

“You really don’t deserve to be a Demon King!”

But he knew this wasn’t something to say aloud. Feng Xue had enough emotional intelligence to shift focus to the messy ritual:

“Then what about your spell structure? Do you cast spells without any rules?”

“Well…” Melo’s face flushed slightly at this topic, but she explained:

“In our world, spells are all granted by the gods. Since the gods themselves are collective consciousnesses, they have no inherent logic. Some tried to refine divine arts, but the modified versions were far weaker than the originals. So eventually, everyone just used them as the gods gave them.”

“That’s fine—at least you know the spells are chaotic, not that you never thought about it at all.” Feng Xue nodded. As everyone knows, the most basic way to tell if something is artificial or natural is to check for order and pattern. If you glance at it and think, “What the hell is this?”—it’s probably natural. But if it looks neat and orderly at first sight? Then it’s definitely artificial.

If Melo’s world truly operates solely on collective consciousness, then it’s inevitable that each person’s mental image of a spell differs, and thus the manifested forms become chaotic.

But in this world, it’s different—because this world has no devotional energy. Melo’s divine arts are entirely blue-barred. That means standardization has great…

“Wait!”

Feng Xue suddenly widened his eyes, as if struck by an idea, and asked:

“Melo, what do you think the current composition of your familiar is?”

“It’s the energy of this world.” Melo answered without hesitation—

“When I first arrived, I wondered if I could dismantle the spell to extract divine power. But it’s fundamentally made of this world’s energy, not faith. Even if dismissed, it’s just a pile of local energy.”

“I know.” Feng Xue nodded. But given the precedent of Bigelei’s elemental spells, he could already simulate a hint of “Primordial Qi” using near-black-box rituals. Could he use the same technique—by analyzing how blue bars simulate devotional energy—to first simulate devotional energy with mana, then simulate devotional energy directly with mana, and ultimately develop a ritual to generate devotional energy from mana alone?

Don’t think that because you can simulate Primordial Qi, you don’t need to simulate devotional energy. Even the best simulated Primordial Qi is still simulated. He doesn’t even know why it produces Primordial Qi—he just follows Bigelei’s ritual. That means he can’t create any new spells using Primordial Qi beyond what Bigelei knows.

He certainly can’t use it to revert his own qi to its primordial state and cultivate true Primordial Qi.

But Melo’s spells are different. Both devotional energy and mana are things he can produce himself. If he solves the problem of converting between them, he effectively holds a transcoder—capable of converting the Kichidora format of devotional energy into a mana format.

Then he could truly embed Kichidora into his mind-sea, allowing his soul to directly interface with it.

Thinking of this, he immediately said:

“Little Bell, initiate project: standardize this chaotic structure.”

“This requires more spell models for comparison,” Little Bell said pointedly. Melo immediately understood and nodded:

“No problem. If we can generate divine power in this world, it’ll benefit me too!”

“Then start. By the way, Little Bell, keep an eye on the players. I suspect those strange devotional energies came from rituals they accidentally created.” Feng Xue spoke with certainty. Compared to devotional energy crossing worlds into this one, he found it far more plausible that players had stumbled upon a small-scale ritual converting mana into devotional energy.

Little Bell, ever dutiful, had no objections. She immediately pulled up the players’ spell records from the Hidden Village database. Even the latest generation of spell engines used by players were based on Feng Xue’s original talismans—all technology derived from him. They understood how to use the systems, not why, so they simply copied the data structure recording spell information.

…

While Feng Xue was continuously deconstructing and comparing various spells, and while Bigelei had once again departed from the Hidden Village, tracking Feng Xue’s aura, the science fanatic finally, under Professor Wang’s guidance, converted mana into electricity and fed it into the Rasengan casting unit.

“Just as I thought. Without measurement tools, the current behavior matches the Rasengan in our reality almost perfectly.”

Professor Wang stared at the fist-sized ball of electricity, eyes alight with excitement. If electricity could truly replace mana to activate all spells in this game, a new energy revolution might begin in the real world.

No—not just an energy revolution. A revolution in life sciences too!

Professor Wang had once been young. He understood cultivation systems perfectly. If electricity could replace mana, could humans also cultivate by charging up?

Thinking of this, the old professor felt his whole body heat up. He immediately said:

“Xiao Yang, where’s the library? Let’s go check out cultivation manuals!”

“It’s over there. But I’ve already screenshot all the cultivation manuals—I’ll send them to you offline. But wouldn’t it be better to use the mana still active in the game to first solve the ritual for converting electricity into mana?”

(End of Chapter)