Chapter 1087: NO.210:One Consensus
NO.210:One Consensus
It is worth mentioning that, not long ago, in the small-scale World Summit opened on the top floor of the Rhodes Island Building, a considerable portion of groups were indifferent to the topic of the Faction.
This is not to say they lack awareness of the Faction's threat; rather, on the Terra continent, the Faction is indeed temporarily unable to become a major force.
Because the other primordials either lack Isamara's cognitive ability, or simply have not yet been awakened.
And Isamara, who ought to bear the mantle of the race……
She had, in the process of indulging in role-play, half-guided and half-voluntarily gone to another world.
From a human perspective, the horde would largely be in utter collapse.
Although they have long been accustomed to the state of 'the Corrupted Heart missing or wanting to play for a while', and there are still three primordial leaders, preventing them from perishing leaderless.
But among the four leaders, suddenly one who had long been slacking off went missing, which would be hard for anyone to bear.
Especially, that missing supervisor was in charge of external expansion.
Yes.
Isamara, or rather—the Corrupted Heart—represents Migration, and this is also recorded in the research archives of the Deepsea Church.
Although the Deepsea Church regards the primordials as sea gods, whether for compiling the 'Scripture' or for satisfying personal desires, its members have studied and deconstructed the Faction.
They focus even more on understanding the primordials.
Subsistence, breeding, growth, migration.
These are the domains they each represent.
Subsisting Primordial, the primal lifeline.
It issues the calls of 'transformation' and 'withering glory' within the horde, commanding the Faction to mutate into suitable producers according to the current environment, to obtain nutrients from the environment and to forge a brand‑new ecosystem.
It also bears responsibility for emitting the apoptosis signals of all cells and individuals.
——
Breeding Primordial, an unfusing iceberg.
It issues the calls of 'nourishment' and 'collective self' within the horde, commanding Faction individuals to regard each other as kin and to protect one another.
Yet, following the food chain, they feed each other, letting the fed willingly accept and the devoured willingly sacrifice.
——
Growth Primordial, spreading branches.
It issues the calls of 'excessive growth' and 'adaptation' within the horde, commanding the Faction's subsidiary cells to grow, replicate, and differentiate, enabling the Faction to actively mutate and evolve in adverse environments.
——
And finally, that one——
——Migration Primordial, the Corrupted Heart.
It will issue the calls of 'exploration' and 'struggle' within the horde, commanding the Faction to expand territory, attack, and prey upon everything around.
The so‑called 'call of the horde' is precisely the result of these four primordials jointly influencing the horde's will.
For the Faction, which possesses no instinct for profit‑seeking or harm‑avoidance, nor any fear of death, and whose every action stems from the horde's supreme directive as an engineered biological group, the loss of a primordial will become a genetic defect for the entire group.
Because they have not engraved instinct into their genes, they are directly driven at the cellular level by the horde's will.
All the so‑called instincts displayed by the Faction are the result of sharing a single, constantly updated horde‑will template.
Even if, like the Deep Blue Tree, the will fades but the cells remain active, that influence can still be etched into the horde's will; you can imagine that, no matter the state of the Corrupted Heart, it is necessary for the Faction horde.
Merely its existence suffices to keep the horde's will as it has been for countless years.
It is an important component of the action program, and can even be said to be the core that enables the Faction to break through predicaments.
After all, it is 'exploration' and 'struggle'.
Even if it considers itself a Deepsea Hunter, even if it slays its own kin, even if it no longer updates its horde‑command log, its existence remains necessary.
Necessary to the point that, from the horde's macroscopic viewpoint, losing a few insignificant individuals counts as an offering to the primordials, as long as it stays alive.
After Skadi killed Isamara, the subsequent slaughter of the remaining Faction individuals amounted, in the horde's judgment, to a trivial, negligible loss.
It is not even worth dispatching the high‑level nodes of the horde‑will network—those Faction individuals whose nervous systems have evolved enough complexity to generate self‑awareness.
Their emergence stems from the need for the horde to communicate with Terra people; although they cannot escape the horde's will nor dominate it, they can hold the horde‑granted 'military authority,' enabling lower‑rank Faction individuals to obey orders.
When necessary, they can even disguise themselves and set foot in human cities, which is ideal for conveying messages to the god addicted to role‑play.
But such an existence has already died once.
Before the new high‑level nodes could even activate, at a sudden point in time the horde's will lost a measure of compulsion.
Within the shared behavioral logic of all Faction individuals, a large chunk of radical process also suddenly vanished.
This directly caused the Faction horde, while still reproducing, uniting, and evolving, to exhibit overall a rapid decline in aggression and expansionist desire.
Thus, the current Terra upper‑echelon representatives lack interest in the topic of the Faction.
Although the Corrupted Heart has not been completely eradicated, sending it to another world yields the same result.
As long as we can cut off the primordials' potential interference with the horde's will, the threat posed by the Faction will be greatly reduced.
But obviously, the Deepsea Hunters do not think so.
Especially, Skadi's self can no longer restrain Isamara's present state.
They must consider Isamara's full return, and then devise ways to bring her back to Terra, making a resurgence of the cataclysm possible.
Even if it does not return, even if only this lone Faction remains in the world,
the Faction's ability to infiltrate and assimilate other organisms' cells, and its capacity to expand via sexual reproduction, and even more so via asexual spore reproduction, can likewise unleash a Faction disaster in this world.
Such a hidden danger is immense, and its handling is likewise urgent.
The two Deepsea Hunter leaders urgently need to make a choice, but the Doctor says their view of the situation is far too narrow, requiring an outside‑to‑inside intervention to open up an entirely new path.
That will be a guidepost that no longer leads astray, becoming the choice that redeems each other.
And if one asks what that choice specifically is, he merely points to the little box in the lower‑left corner of the screen.
There was a small portrait, apparently a side profile taken from surveillance, marked with a name in Microsoft YaHei small size‑4 font. Though the text was minuscule, it posed no difficulty for the deep‑sea hunter's eyesight.
But in the end, even without looking at that line of small print, they both recognized the side profile of that person's portrait.
"Forgive my bluntness, but may I ask where your trust in him comes from?"
Compared to the silence of the female companion beside him, the man's question could not be called indirect; during this period living here, the former third squad captain has learned to express himself without concealment, especially since this matter also involves his squad members.
Si Ka Di, that child previously belonged to the Third Brigade, and is now also a member of the Third Squad of the Unified Brigade.
And he, Wu Er Bi An, was formerly the captain of the Third Brigade and is now the leader of the Third Squad.
Toward that child who is usually dull and clumsy yet often sentimental, he always maintains his concern with a stern image.
"You should also have seen his performance in that simulation."
"We have seen it; as a game, his operation is indeed astonishing." Looked at the nodding Ge Lei Di Ya, Wu Er Bi An turned his head again, then looked at the doctor who always lifts his hood here.
That face, as if time had left no trace upon it, often made him feel that he was perhaps facing a non-human entity not far different from the Faction.
The so-called creations of the pre-civilization, the so-called survivors of the pre-civilization, the life preserved by technology superior to that of A Ge Er, always bears traces of abnormality sufficient to inspire awe.
By comparison, the technology of this world is likewise outstanding; this world also has many more astonishing and terrifying existences, yet it rarely gives him such a feeling of distortion.
"But you actually know very well, that is not a game." The doctor leaned on the chair, looked up at him, meeting those scarlet eyes amid A Mi Ya's tense gaze.
Although the process was somewhat circuitous, the data ultimately had no problem; this was also confirmed by the associates of those two.
Although the process was somewhat winding, the data was ultimately problem‑free, and this was also confirmed by the associates of those two.
So realistic that if the results of this test were conveyed to Their ears, They would surely be interested in coming to see him." Again pointing at that small portrait, the doctor turned his head back to look at the two.
"If the genuine results of this test were to reach their ears, they would certainly be interested in coming to see him." Again pointing at that tiny portrait, the doctor turned his head back to look at the two.
The second son of the Sui family might perhaps be somewhat better, but an entity like the Undying Black Snake, the Wu Sa Si 'Earth-Bound God,' finds it difficult to undertake such cross-border far-reaching actions.
They certainly could not come in person.
At most, a lightly burdened avatar would be dispatched to let the other Black Snakes witness that special individual.
But that is all based on Luo Xia's conjecture.
The true judgment will be how it turns out; we must wait for time to give the result.
"So the doctor believes in his usefulness because of his direct, vital negotiating ability?" Ge Lei Di Ya asked, compared to Wu Er Bi An, she indeed directly deduced that conclusion from the doctor's perspective, "But Yi Sha Ma La——"
"Negotiation is possible, completely possible." Luo Xia said, raising his hand and lightly waving.
Facing the two people's solemn gaze, his tone was calm yet resolute.
"Because he is different from all of us."
"He is being longed for by Ishamara; that urgency is evident to all."
"Have you two, including myself, seen such a reaction from anyone whom They have contacted?"
"Have the two of you, from anyone—including myself—that He has ever come into contact with, ever seen such a reaction from Him?"
The double silence spread throughout the meeting room as the staff had dispersed; even the rabbit-eared girl beside them held her breath, guarding the man's side, watching the two's reactions.
"I believe you two have also realized this, which is why you allowed Them and Lao Lun Ti Na to go see him together."
Compared to everyone among us, the greatest difference of Aomo Lindun lies in Yi Sha Ma La's favor; setting aside the nature of that favor, we all understand the premise of negotiation—that one must have a desire.
"If the other party does not intend to gain anything from you, what reason would They have to negotiate with you, and what reason would They have to listen to your pleas?"
His tone was unruffled, just as it was when he recently presented the situation to the various authorities in the meeting.
At that time, he delivered that conclusion, which ought to have been weighty enough to make his tone impassioned, in that same calm, unruffled tone.
At that moment, he put forward that conclusion in a calm, unruffled tone, even though it ought to have been a bombshell delivered with an impassioned tone:
"And that young person has always been clear about how his advantage should be used."
And that young man also always clearly understood how his advantage should be used.
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