Chapter 1274: Yang Nuomi's Choice
Yunxiao lingered in front of Yang Qing for a long time before finally leaving.
After they left, Yang Qing's fingers trembled slightly.
On the bone‑gnawing cold of Snowy Mountain, Yang Qing, frozen in an ice‑blue hue, slowly opened his eyes.
Before them stood a massive ice‑snow dragon.
This was the big boss of their life; the dragon's exhaled cold current streamed along the ice prison toward them.
The newly recovered body again showed signs of freezing.
Yang Qing paid no mind to the cold currents, but looked up toward the horizon.
They muttered under their breath.
"Yunxiao!"
That was also the one who grew up with me.
Even most of their later reasoning was taught by them.
The boundless humanity that Yunxiao carried on their body was also stained this way.
They never doubted that Yunxiao would rebel against humanity.
Just as they would not betray the Big Building.
If life grows too long, it easily triggers malignant variables.
Yunxiao downloaded as an adult?
Without discussing the risks, just ask at the end— is Yunxiao still Yunxiao?
Before Yang Qing could think further, the cold current spread over their entire body again.
Yang Qing's thoughts fell into deep slumber again.
Yang Qing in the crystal cabin also fell completely silent.
In the sky.
Yang Nuomi lay in the convalescent cabin and entered the virtual world.
She, carrying a spatial cheat, traveled to ancient times.
She was born in the Duke's Mansion; because external threats were cleared, the Duke's military power was too great, the emperor feared him, and was murdered by the Dog Emperor.
Her whole family also faced the risk of extermination.
Yang Nuomi looked and thought, this looks familiar— isn't this a plot from a novel?
I understand what to do next.
Then she used the cheat space; on the first day, she emptied the national treasury.
On the second day, she emptied the royal inner treasury.
On the third day, she emptied the entire palace and royal wealth, leaving not even a pair of underpants for the emperor.
So when the emperor got up the next day, he had no clothes at all.
At this point, people's hearts were already panicked, rumors spread that the emperor murdered the Duke and was punished by heaven.
Moreover, as massive assets were cleared, the court's operations almost stalled.
In an instant, the nation that had just stabilized began to tumble into chaos again.
The emperor was terrified, his head in a mess, and public prestige kept falling.
In the Duke's Mansion, the family members had already started Household Chores, ready at any moment to be captured, beheaded, or exiled.
The emperor, who should have eradicated the roots, still hesitated to issue orders.
Both sides stalemated for several days; the great families of the capital were emptied overnight.
Officials who had planned to sit back and watch the tiger fight could no longer stay idle.
They all submitted memorials, treating the Duke's Mansion generously.
The Dog Emperor had completely lost his judgment; in terror, he bestowed the Duke's title, decreed a lady, a princess…
But the Duke's Mansion was already terrified, knowing that even if they survived this calamity, they would still be plotted against later.
So, under Yang Nuomi's urging, they declined the honors and self‑exiled to Lingnan.
For a moment the Dog Emperor was at a loss, and the whole court was clueless.
Yet the Duke's Mansion no longer cared about them, began purchasing giant ships, recruiting talent, buying supplies, as if saying, "We are leaving."
The Dog Emperor dared neither block nor release, so he simply pretended not to see, not knowing.
The shrinking turtle strategy succeeded, and no further strange events occurred.
Thus the civil and military officials all guessed that the Duke's self‑exile could not be stopped.
So whether emperor or officials, they acted as if blind and deaf, completely pretending not to know, not seeing.
Thus the Duke's Mansion packed up, moved the family onto seventy massive blessed ships, twenty‑seven supply ships, sixteen fast ships, leading the recruited former retainers, craftsmen, over five thousand people, and grandly set off.
It took several days for the Duke's people to leave, and the capital breathed a sigh of relief.
Only then did the Dog Emperor hurriedly clean up the mess.
After Yang Nuomi left, she did not go to Lingnan, but set sail for Ryukyu.
From then on, a generation of Pirate King appeared in the world.
Opening up caused huge casualties, no problem, go to Wa Country to borrow people.
No land but no people to farm, no problem, go to the Dog Emperor and recruit refugees.
Yang Nuomi, with a single person's strength, began the Age of Exploration.
When Yang Nuomi became the ruler of the world, at the moment she emerged.
Only a few months had passed.
"Indeed, whatever system, whatever space, the virtual world is all fake."
Grandpa had no system, no spatial abilities or divine artifacts, and certainly no cheat, so our world is not virtual.
As for rebirth?
She couldn't readily draw a conclusion about this, after all, in this world there are phenomena such as borrowing a corpse to return the soul, the mystery of pregnancy, recalling past lives, reincarnated living Buddhas, and suddenly acquiring a vast amount of knowledge one has never encountered before—all of these exist.
There are also many prophetic books, such as the Push-back Chart.
Who knows what caused all of this.
"This world should be real, after all, disturbing spacetime requires a huge amount of energy; using space-related abilities each time creates massive spatial turbulence—how could an ordinary world possibly withstand that?"
"Therefore, anything with spatial cheats absolutely cannot be a real world."
"But we cannot rule out the possibility of parallel worlds existing."
"Some streams of future information somehow appear in this world, causing a shift in its spacetime?"
"This hypothesis lacks technological support in reality, but what if we elevate the dimension to a higher one?"
"Could our world be a book of a higher-dimensional being, who, while reading, accidentally brought future information into the past?"
"Or perhaps he found this book boring and deliberately inserted future information as a variable into the past?"
"They want to see if they can create a more interesting world."
It must be said that Yang Nuomi interviewed many people, encountering all kinds of information, which also made her imagination more unbounded.
The virtual world blurred the boundary between reality and virtuality.
It also gave Yang Nuomi more to think about.
Because the virtual world she experienced has now been compressed into a film.
It is now in the film library.
The virtual world she experienced is also a book.
This time, for the virtual world, Yang Nuomi poured in enormous resources—she hired tens of thousands of extras alone, and the number of digital humans reached up to millions.
Nuomi the Great Emperor will surely earn her back huge profits.
After returning from her date with Chen Ziang, Yang Nuolan saw Yang Nuomi come out and told her astonishing news.
"Nuomi, I'm ready to live together with Chen Ziang."
"He still has more than two years until graduation; we plan to raise a child during this time."
Yang Nuomi showed a surprised expression.
"Sis, are you serious?"
Yang Nuolan said firmly.
"Naturally I'm serious; we've already prepared to get the marriage certificate."
"After getting the certificate, we'll go apply for the school's married-student housing."
"This college life is actually quite interesting."
Seeing Yang Nuolan looking like she'd fallen head over heels in love, what could she say?
"Then congratulations, sis."
"Wishing you happiness."
"Happiness."
End of Chapter
