Chapter 830

Faithless Experiment

"But my lord, if I rush over now, will it be too late?"

"Of course it won't be too late. This mist is not that simple." Envoy Envoy Yu Xi chuckled, his words full of deep meaning.

Not that simple...

Ai Si certainly knew it wasn't that simple here. When she accidentally discovered that the Tower of Rationality had conducted such an incredible experiment in Sandres, she knew that everything here wouldn't be simple.

That was an experiment called "Faithless." The purpose of this experiment was to argue whether this world could live without relying on faith. After all, in the Continent of Hope at that time, almost every living body had its own faith.

And as pioneers exploring the boundaries of faith, the scholars of the Tower of Rationality came up with this bold conjecture and put it into practice.

The first step of this experiment was to open up a brand-new "world": Sandres.

So, the Ice Abyss of Sandres wasn't formed naturally, but created by the Tower of Rationality through the means of 【Truth】. They created a "Pure Land" isolated from the Continent of Hope and transported countless refugees whose memories had been wiped into this Pure Land.

Afterward, a century-long experimental observation began.

To survive, these refugees gradually adapted to the freezing weather, developed a unique Cold Abyss culture, and truly took root here. Not long after, the population began to grow steadily.

It was at this time, during the period when the Cold Abyss culture began to develop explosively, that the Tower of Rationality intervened again. They systematically spread the concept in this "Pure Land" that "the gods created the apocalypse, and faith is like a plague," emphasizing that having no faith was the only way to support the existence of the last Pure Land in this world, thereby completely extinguishing any possibility of faith sprouting.

And the countless pipes buried underground were the control channels they used to observe and intervene in the town's life!

No scholar could enter the town without authorization; they could only control the overall situation from the control channels, monitoring and disposing of all explorers who attempted to leave the town in search of broader living space.

With authorization, they could sneak into the town through specific entrances, acting as town residents to spread news or wipe residents' memories to achieve different experimental purposes.

Just like that, Sandres was observed and studied by the scholars of the Tower of Rationality for a century like fish in a tank.

The "natives" who grew up in the Cold Abyss probably never dreamed that not only their dreams but even their daily lives couldn't be called real. They were like flesh and blood in a petri dish; the only difference was that these "flesh and blood" had different consciousnesses, but they were all like fish on a chopping block, at the mercy of others.

The entire town was a huge experimental field, and no matter who the busy residents inside were, they were all variables in this experiment.

Originally, if there were no accidents, this experiment would have ended "very successfully." The scholars of the Consciousness Faith Department were almost certain that faith was not the only basis for life's existence, nor was it the ultimate destination for life. They argued with great scholars from other departments before the Learned Chairmanship, wanting to write this "blasphemous" statement into the textbooks of the Tower of Rationality to be passed down for ten thousand years...

But just at this moment, the biggest accident of the experiment appeared.

No one expected that in a pure world where all life firmly believed in having no faith, a "wild god" named "Faithless" would actually be born.

No, actually, it's hard to say whether that was a wild god or a false god. In short, the form of that faith aggregate looked very much like the various false gods that the Tower of Rationality spent huge resources to create, but He was purer than the so-called false gods.

With this, the entire Tower of Rationality exploded.

When faithless life firmly believed in having no faith, this belief actually gave birth to a "Faithless" god!

No one knew whether this absurd scene was a satire on divinity or a blasphemy against faith, but in any case, this must be a negation of the experimental results.

So the great scholars of various departments argued endlessly again, and the Learned Chairmanship even went so far as to invite a divine descent, asking 【Truth】 where the path of faith lay.

And then no one knew what happened. Ai Si only heard that in history, the Tower of Rationality gradually forgot about this matter. The only thing that could be confirmed later was that Sandres was abandoned and became a dumping ground for the experimental waste of the entire Tower of Rationality.

Since then, this bitter and cold land gradually declined and never had any news again.

Until...

The ghost stories of Sandres gradually spread from the bottom of the Cold Abyss, and players gradually learned that the Tower of Rationality had such a place that no one paid attention to.

Ai Si combed through her memories, wanting to find out from this history where the "not simple" that Lord Envoy Envoy Yu Xi spoke of would manifest.

She did indeed come for that Faithless God. It was said that finding that existence could broaden one's faith range. She didn't know how faith would be broadened, but it was definitely not wrong to look for it first.

But now, after receiving Lord Envoy Envoy Yu Xi's vague promise, Ai Si suddenly had a clearer goal: to help the never-before-met Long Jing in the team find the lord's ear, making this "performance" even more exciting.

As for what happened between the lord's ear and that Faithless God, perhaps all the answers were in the Theater of Faith in the center of the town.

So Ai Si moved. She accepted the item bestowed upon her by Lord Envoy Envoy Yu Xi and cautiously stepped into that mist.

Watching this "only" teammate walk on the "correct" path, Envoy Envoy Yu Xi... no, Long Jing, smiled happily.

Not bad. The Envoy Envoy Yu Xi at the moment was indeed played by Long Jing. He didn't think this was blasphemy against Lord Envoy Envoy Yu Xi; after all, the information he conveyed was all facts, without any exaggeration.

And using the identity of Envoy Envoy Yu Xi to deceive others was not necessarily a kind of offering to Lord Envoy Envoy Yu Xi.

He had guessed the identities of all the players in this round and guessed what several people came here for. Since everyone had the same goal, borrowing Lord Envoy Envoy Yu Xi's mask to increase his winning rate—how could that be considered wrong?

"Fate Weaver, Long Wang, Bad Luck Thing, Little Skull Head...

The trial hasn't ended yet; who will win is still unknown.

I hope you all can fight more intensely inside. I don't believe that Lord Envoy Envoy Yu Xi's ear is so easy to find.

The price of finding the tongue is losing a mask, and that pair of ears... how could it not cost a pair?

Ha, I'd like to see whose mask will fall here."

Saying this, Long Jing also drank a vial of potion and buried his head as he walked into this mist.