Chapter 112: Natural Wonder: Subspace Rift

"What? Suddenly building some player city? Have the higher-ups gone mad?"

"A tower built to imitate the Antarctic Pivot? Because it's the first Magic Architecture blueprint players have obtained, they want to build it to try and replicate the architectural environment? To test if it's possible to construct Magic Architecture in reality?"

"Doesn't that require the Star-Bearer's Psionic Beacon to function successfully? Anyway, never mind that, let's see if we can pull it off first? Because if so, even using players' mana, we could conduct zero-delay communication within the Solar System? No, no, the distance is simply too far, you should at least look at the Earth-Moon System first, right?"

"So they just decided to replicate a tower in the Antarctic environment?? Do you know how much that will cost?"

"Huh? Everyone is in favor? The church is also funding it? What church? What other church could there be?"

"Church of the Lord of Star-Negatives? What the hell is that?? Has this world gone crazy?"

Conversations like this erupted all over the world.

The world does not stagnate because of one person's actions, nor does it advance madly because of one person's fantasies. For the players' world, exploring other worlds is clearly a hot topic.

Especially when Edward began bringing back blessings related to the Chaos Gods, this discussion gradually descended into a kind of fanaticism. Because the real world is simply too oppressive and boring, everyone is caught in intense internal friction, trying to express their personality and assert themselves through various behaviors.

Therefore, the existence of players, another world, and different lives almost caused a strong frenzy in everyone.

Live streams regarding the major worlds, all kinds of commercial activities, and large financial groups and related industries have all begun to enter at high speed, and even the so-called player cities are being built in full swing.

So, as the only area listed as player-friendly, and even providing the architectural blueprints for Magic Architecture, the Star-Bearer Psionic Spire, to be honest, being voted for construction is not exactly shocking news. It's just a bit confusing, or even eerie, that the finalization of the Psionic Spire was a bit too fast.

Although this is the first time players have brought out something truly related to the magic system, building it directly is, to be honest, a bit too radical.

And the big news that followed was that during a ball, a certain wealthy second-generation young master used some rather special methods to take down Edward, causing the other party to temporarily lose the ability to speak, accompanied by some stiffening phenomena. This incident immediately caused public outrage, with various warning letters and threats emerging one after another.

Of course, these storms in the outside world cannot really interfere with the players' way of life. Players now have gradually split into two distinct factions.

One is the Assimilation Faction, which truly treats the other world as their home and is managing it, even wanting to survive there.

The other is the Advent Faction, which has always insisted that they are players and that the other world is merely their playground. The conflict between the two actually involves Li Ang. Because some Advent Faction players were sentenced for the attack on Li Ang, a group of people claimed this was a destruction of human rights, thus causing a whole bunch of messy incidents.

As for how messy it was, what other nonsense exploded outside, or what crises erupted globally, Li Ang actually didn't know much about it. Or rather, even if he knew, he couldn't be bothered to care. He just sat in the cabin as an avatar, watching the sky covered in black snowflakes, and let out a long sigh.

"Ah~~~ It's really quiet now. The demons haven't sent an army to attack our gathering place either; it looks like things are going pretty well. I thought building the Psionic Spire directly would be too rushed, but looking at it now, it's actually quite good."

Squinting his eyes to look at the faint golden light emerging from the pitch-black darkness. Watching the light, from who knows where, shining on the Psionic Spire, Li Ang squinted comfortably, enjoying this beautiful time.

Demons are just a bunch of guys who can't accomplish anything but can ruin everything; in reality, Li Ang had overestimated them.

Since someone betrayed, then a chaotic brawl is no problem at all.

Because a massive brawl broke out, no one cared about what was happening to the players on the beach.

The will of the Chaos Four Gods is of course the most absolute, but when their opinions conflict with each other, one naturally prioritizes one's own ideas.

Look, didn't the God of Pleasure make the first move? So if the big guys resist a little and express their intense opinions, that doesn't seem to be a big problem, right? As for why so many demons died while expressing opinions, isn't that just what happens when you express opinions?

Demons don't care about the specifics of why things turned out this way or what profound reasons lie behind it.

These monsters chasing their own nature are just immersed in their own respective plans; now that the light of the Four Gods has shattered, they naturally chose to walk the path of chaotic battle that belongs to them.

Players can even often see groups of demons roaring in the mountain hollows, slaughtering each other. Although the players, the culprits, are less than five kilometers away from them, these demons still prioritize killing demons of other factions dozens of kilometers away.

Because the souls of players are really not tasty or interesting to demons.

In this strange situation, the first Psionic High Tower standing at the Antarctic Dengludian was quickly established, and the Psionic Shield designated by Li Ang began to unfold in the surrounding environment.

Those pale golden rays of light burned on the surrounding soil like flames, bringing layer upon layer of golden light and shadow. Even looking up at the sky within the covered range, one could vaguely see the World Scar far away at the Arctic point, and that massive Psionic Beacon that looked like an eyeball.

The feeling of being in an environment of their own made the players feel much more at ease. And with the opening of shipping routes and the assistance of Elf outposts, ship after ship of supplies began to be transported to this Antarctic Dengludian. Bustling infrastructure and city defense construction projects began to unfold throughout the area. The Star-Bearers very kindly solidified area after area with Runes, and even taught the players some convenient ways to shape barriers.

Although these methods are basically meaningless without the ability to use Psychic Power, for the players, this kind of respected goodwill is truly the first time in history.

The lives of all players were basically no different from rats crossing the street; even the Skaven, who were very friendly at first, began to show their true colors once the players sent supplies over and established a stronghold, swallowing all the players and supplies in the Great Pit, causing mental damage at the level of tens of thousands of people and the disappearance of a large amount of supplies. Currently, the main activity areas for players in the Old World are only Albion Island, Hope City, and the newly opened Antarctic Pivot. This looks a bit shabby, but for the controller, there is nothing wrong with it.

Whether the players come or not, as long as they complete their tasks, Li Ang has no thoughts on it.

It is still in the preparation stage, and those demons are not sure what his thoughts are, so there is naturally no need to alert them. Let the players build their own homes first, then expand step by step along the coastline, and finally, logically, take it away with a thunderous blow.

By then, the demons won't even have time to react. Since those strange Wonder components have been in this Antarctica for so long, it's unlikely they will be lost directly without any major stimulation.

So during this rare development period, Li Ang did not urge the players, but lay on the cabin wearing sunglasses, lazily sunbathing.

Like a mature capitalist, or a tyrant of ancient times, the Elf sisters dressed in very sexy outfits, and a young girl with golden Rune stitching marks all over her lips and teeth, were serving Li Ang by his side, watching this golden man talk about his views on demons.

"They certainly won't unite, because the meaning of life lies in spreading. Free thought, free life, expressing one's ideal model without restraint. This is the manifestation of demons."

"……"

"But we are different; we represent their opposite, pure destruction and death. They will eventually meet us. Why can the Pale Army make all life feel horrified? Because that is something that cannot exist, which is a living creature without a soul. Living flesh."

"……"

"You ask me why I can create such monsters? Because I have always believed that the soul is something that should not exist in the first place. If it were to exist, then many sacrifices, realizations, and ideas would become meaningless things. If a truly noble soul really existed in the world forever, then why is the world still like this? Therefore, what remains is necessarily not a soul."

"……"

"The soul never existed from the beginning; it is just a shadow cast by human thought and action in the Subspace. And the Pale Army I created is actually something like a one-way mirror. It is terrifying to demons, but after careful understanding, you will find that having no soul is not something worth fearing. The soul itself is an added concept; many people live without realizing the soul, so what is there to be afraid of when witnessing the soulless? It is just such a thing."

"……"

"So you have to admire my craftsmanship, Edward. I saved you from that endless abyss, rescued you from infinite emptiness and hunger, but all you need is to be loyal to me. You don't even need to do anything, nor do you need to respond to anything; this is my grace."

"……"

Pale all over, with pale golden Runes branded on his body, Edward was looking at Li Ang, who was spouting nonsense in the cabin, with dull eyes, gradually revealing an expression of profound contempt.

Edward is no longer purely purple. It is as if he had been smashed flat by some huge hammer and then reshaped; that once-perfect body is full of golden cracks, and streaks of raging fire and marks emerge from within from time to time, and then are suppressed back into the shell.

Strictly speaking, the current Edward is nothing at all. The Pale Army cannot even summarize this person's current state. This leader of the players can still maintain his reputation in the outside world purely because the illusion mastered by Li Ang is basically no different from changing reality; no one has noticed that the pure purple cute girl has shattered into such a state.

But regardless, she survived. Whether she is alive or not is uncertain, whether she has past thoughts is uncertain; this former Slaanesh God-Chosen, after experiencing pure destruction and ruthless baptism, still struggled to keep her body.

For this individual, Li Ang is grateful. Because of the analysis of this individual, the progress of the Path of Pleasure has begun to reach the same level as the other three paths.

It seems that the God of Pleasure is indeed very concerned about this naive player, and even gave considerable authority and attention.

It's just that this attention soon turned into a devastating blow to the Antarctic Continent barrier.

But so what? Li Ang felt that the Dark Gods would certainly not be angry.

Playing a game, of course, you have to play it with a smile. Since your world is such a great game, why would you be annoyed by such an accident? Shouldn't you feel very happy about this change?

At least Li Ang is quite happy now. Because he has found the source of many special phenomena in the player world and the current world, and his own Psychic Power has also been expanded a lot. Even in the player world, he can reproduce the many miracles and Wonder powers he has mastered.

That is enough; he has confirmed many things.

And the even better news did not stop there; as the players' expedition teams gradually pushed deeper, a series of messages began to emerge from his notification prompts.

Although a large portion of players were building their own homes within the cities, there were even more players who disliked this constrained style, so they actively began to launch dangerous challenges toward the dark Antarctic Continent. And yesterday, one of those challengers successfully obtained a bounty of a full one hundred Gold Coins.

Because his discovery was even recorded by Li Ang's Civilization System within the prompts.

"The unit you hired is exploring the Antarctic Continent and is transmitting information to your Psychic Network."

"The unit you hired has discovered a planetary-level Natural Wonder: Magic Domain Rift."

(End of this chapter)