Chapter 294: Why Is Your Human Emperor Banner Emitting Black Smoke?

Xia Zhi had long since no longer needed to breathe.

This was merely a habit, or rather, a form of remembrance.

That was why he retained the instincts cultivated during his time as a mortal, simulating the breathing rhythm of his human period.

However—

The most profound laws of the universe are often hidden within those contrasts that seem ordinary yet are extraordinary.

Mass, or rather scale of existence, is the most insurmountable chasm of power spanning between flesh-and-blood mortal bodies and gods, fiends, immortals, and Buddhas.

Just as the breath of a mortal and the breath of a giant cannot be the same, the former is a weak airflow, the latter a fierce gale.

A Golden Core Cultivator is not a mortal, nor is he a giant.

As early as the Foundation Establishment Stage, he was already a bona fide Planetary Lifeform!

Exhaling is winter, inhaling is summer, breath is wind!

So merely by releasing the restrictions on himself, a single breath of his directly stirred up the most violent storm in this planet's history, and also directly blew away Earth's Atmosphere.

In the direction directly impacted by his breath, the ultra-high-speed airflow raged like a Jupiter Hurricane.

No construction could withstand it, and coupled with it, who knows how many thousand li of the Surface World were flipped over in a single breath.

No suspense.

No reversal.

Xia Zhi withdrew his Gaze, then his figure faded, disappearing atop the disintegrating Earth.

No longer resisting the correction from the World, his existence, too, like paper scraps swept up by the storm, rapidly peeled away from the layer of Reality.

Thus, everything concluded, returning to calm.

Who knows how much time passed, or perhaps it was only a very brief period; a shining Comet intruded into the Solar System.

Judging by its Trajectory, it was like a broom star tearing the Sky; it slowly entered a rendezvous orbit, leisurely revolving around this starry expanse.

However…

Mooncell does not exist.

Earth, too, was left only with a dead silent desolation, transforming from a blue world full of vitality into a desolate Star.

Only that tragic disaster scene, and the few traces left behind by the Old World Civilization, could barely let one perceive what kind of history once occurred there.

The Comet's light meandered forward within the Solar System, seemingly consciously searching for something.

This hunting ground should not have other predators, but all signs indicate that the fact is indeed so.

Things that should not happen have happened.

Youxing attached great importance to this.

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A Cultivator passed by a certain Planet…

Then directly seized the souls of billions of Humans on the Planet…

Even the consciousness of countless flowers, birds, fish, and insects were not spared; the entire Ecosphere was taken away together, everything that could be defined as a Creature, everything that could emit a Wavelength, all collected as one.

This sounds, naturally, like a shocking Evil Deed.

But Actually, this is not an unacceptable matter, and is also far, far better than the Original ending.

After all, a Predatory Planet is what would truly harvest an entire Civilization without leaving the least bit of mercy; buildings, lives, culture…

All information would be harvested, all spirit particles would be exhausted dry.

Until thoroughly sucking the marrow from the bones, devouring completely.

Compared to that, a certain Cultivator's methods here are considered gentle, to the extent that the billions of Human souls taken away fundamentally did not know what had happened.

Everything happened too fast.

Without any omen, without any notification, their consciousness had already logged into a virtual reality Spirit Particle World.

Because Mooncell was originally Earth's Database, recording all life, ecology, history, and even thoughts of Earth across all periods.

So selecting the latest scan version, using this as Blueprints, directly constructing a Spirit Particle Virtual World within the Great Dao Golden Core's Photon Network—

Just like the SE. RA. PH of the past, this is undoubtedly a very simple matter, merely needing to construct a larger-scale Spirit Particle World, but this happens to be the simplest part.

Thus.

Those lights and shadows, dreams and awakenings regarding Earth, were all meticulously woven into this massive Virtual World.

But the "massive" nature of this Virtual World is relative to the users within it.

But for the network itself that confines who knows how many hundreds of millions of light-years of light, and operates by light, simulating a mere Spirit Particles Constructed Earth is not anything at all.

Even adding the consciousness of billions of people, it is the same insignificance.

After all, spirit-particle-izing souls and then having them participate as information is itself an extremely efficient compression file technical means…

The operation of the entire project, whether occupied storage space or consumed computing power resources, all appear that insignificant.

People's souls underwent spirit-particle-ization, then entered a constructed Spirit Particle World.

This means they could perceive nothing.

Real.

Clear.

They completely did not perceive that they had unknowingly been uploaded into the network, from a real Physical World, entering a virtual system.

Because the front and back connected extremely smoothly—

In less than one ten-thousandth of a second, their souls were seized.

Likewise in less than one ten-thousandth of a second, they were uploaded into the Virtual Earth.

The Environment had no change whatsoever, Time had no change whatsoever, the World Background also had no change whatsoever.

From their own perspective, everything was so normal — they were working normally, studying normally, walking normally……

This process had no interruptions whatsoever, nor did any strange events occur.

Only, the world had ultimately changed.

Some Magicians, or rather Spiritron Hackers, under the intervention of a certain will, began trying to log into a certain Diannao Kongjian, and discovered to their shock that they had arrived at a strange Place.

"Careful……"

"Damn it, I'll fight them to the death……"

"Come here! Come here…… follow me!"

As if dreaming back to those medieval ancient cities described in history textbooks, yet with an obvious sense of incongruous discordance, this Spiritron Hacker widened his eyes, and what met his gaze was a scene of chaos.

Countless people were fleeing in panic, turmoil and unease spreading rapidly, igniting the air.

As for the source that terrified people, it seemed to come from the far end of the city, continuous explosions and firelight resounding over there.

Rumbling sounds were incessant, extremely noisy.

Faintly, it was as if the furious roars of some terrifying beast swept across all directions like a shockwave, shaking the spirit of every listener.

The Spiritron Hacker subconsciously thought of a certain Phantasmal Species…… a Phantasmal Species that theoretically could not appear.

He instinctively followed the fleeing crowd while glancing far in that direction, happening to catch a fleeting glimpse of a massive silhouette……

Spreading enormous wings……

Opening its mouth and roaring, spewing fiery breath……

Destroying everything with astonishing heat and explosive wind……

Damn it!

The unlucky Spiritron Hacker cursed silently, then hesitated no longer, quickly catching up with the crowd, preparing to escape this place first.

Only, in his heart there wasn't much shock or impact, only thick confusion and puzzlement.

Because he didn't believe that was real, subconsciously feeling it was part of the information.

After all, in this fellow's view, the reason he appeared in this strange unfamiliar "scene" was because he had logged into that Diannao Kongjian.

In other words, he subconsciously misunderstood the current situation.

Probably thinking this was a scene like a net game, no matter how magnificent, how shocking, how incredible the cutscene CG, it was all fake in the end.

By a normal Magician's thinking Circuit, one would not truly believe that was a Phantasmal Species's true manifestation.

Therefore naturally he would not be shocked.

Of course, this Spiritron Hacker also didn't truly regard everything before his eyes as a game, after all, dying in this Diannao Kongjian would also involve the elimination of the Soul and the erasure of Existence itself.

This is called "Computer Death".

So let's slip away for now, find a safe place, figure out the situation first.

He had already heard some information from the panicked lines of those NPCs around him, things like "Zhendang has attacked", "the Frontline has fallen" and such.

Probably hinting at this strange "scene's" information, it must be understood.

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The Orbital Paradise orbits the New World.

Gigantic mechanical belt-like structures slowly rotate under the cover of various invisibility effects, Virtual Phase Camouflage, and shielding Force Fields.

This is the high-and-mighty "Heavenly Realm".

It is also the workplace where the New World's newborn Divine Spirits hold their certificates and report for duty.

At the Space Elevator, Climate Optimization Station, In-Orbit Maintenance Delivery System, and other area Facilities, they utilize specialized matching Authorities to assist in managing all sorts of parameters within the Planet.

"A Transmigrator appeared again?"

The black-haired Pigtails Goddess pouted, looking with some suspicion toward a certain someone who was lowering his head doing Artifact Refining.

"Wasn't it said that the previous batch was the last scheduled one?"

"……"

"……"

"Can't help it, plans changed, their luck was pretty good, they just happened to catch up, waste not want not……"

Xia Zhi was refining the object in his hand, and hearing this he raised his head and explained with a smile, indicating to Miss Ishtar that this was indeed outside the plan.

"Luck pretty good?" The black-haired Pigtails girl didn't believe it at all, "This is clearly bad luck."

——Otherwise, how would they become Guinea Pigs.

——And how would they fall into the hands of this Bad Taste fellow?

"This isn't important, luck is just trivial details……" The youth waved his hand, forcibly changing the topic, "Speaking of which, I have some unexpected gains, might be very suitable for you."

Directly cutting and pasting that Civilization into the Great Dao Golden Core was merely a method used at the time for Direct Transfer.

It was not his own pursuit.

Even if the occupied storage space is Insignificant, the Computing Power resources occupied are even more negligible, he would still find another place to settle them…… Actually, it has already begun now.

No choice, the Great Dao Golden Core just formed——

Even with near-Unlimited internal memory, he was unwilling to store too much Garbage information in his own Golden Core.

On this point, it's the same mentality as just getting a new phone.

And besides that, Xia Zhi also didn't plan to simply just move that Earth Civilization to another place, keep them somewhere else, so he would also Directly Use their value.

Those Spiritron Hackers are just one of them.

"What thing is suitable for me?"

The black-haired Pigtails girl raised an eyebrow, instantly interested: "How would I know…… wait, is it that thing in your hand?"

"Of course not, this is what I prepared for myself……"

Utilizing the Nanite Forge and light that alters physical laws, the Golden Core Cultivator who directly performed Void Artifact Refining, hearing this, laughed again and shook his head in denial.

"I call it — the Human Emperor Banner! Impressive, right?!"

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"..."

"Hmm, never mind whether it's impressive or not, why is your Human Emperor Banner billowing black smoke?"

Miss Ishtar frowned, feeling something seemed off.

(Chapter End)