Chapter 338: Earth OL Multiplayer Game [Today's 6000 Words Achieved

Ascension?

Hearing Fang Can's words, the many martial artists present were startled!

But before they could struggle, Fang Can's Heart-Sense field fully activated, and dark qi currents lifted over a hundred martial artists above the Path to Heaven upward.

Only the martial artists with Transcended Mortal Bodies could not help but shout: "Holy One (Your Majesty), take us to ascend to the Heavenly Realm as well."

Looking at this group with amusement, Fang Can directly transmitted words via Heart-Sense: "The Heavenly Realm is dangerous; there is no oxygen. Your realms are too low to survive."

As he finished speaking, Fang Can's ascent speed began to increase. The mere dozen tons of mass of over a hundred people was a trivial matter for the current Fang Can.

The martial artists present felt only a slight tremor before their entire bodies began rising continuously; immediately, the scenery of the earth shrank endlessly beneath their eyes.

'If the Holy One suddenly lets go, won't we fall and die without a whole corpse?' some First and Second Circle martial artists thought in horror.

And upon reaching the stratosphere, a flicker of panic flashed in these martial artists' eyes; they instinctively covered their mouths and noses, fear evident in their gaze:

"Not good, the closer we get to the Heavenly Realm, the harder it is to breathe. With our Turtle-Breathing Technique, we will die within a quarter of an hour."

But soon, this panic subsided into calmness, then transformed into a surge of delight.

For they discovered that as they ascended, the power within their bodies began to strengthen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Their previously dried-up Heart-Senses now seemed to proliferate, instantly growing countless times larger, almost evolving from a water pipe into a small stream.

Even the weakest First Circle could feel that their physical bodies had suddenly become dozens of times stronger.

Those above Second Circle were even more absurd, with physical bodies amplified by at least a thousand times, while those above Fourth Circle started with a baseline of ten million times.

'Is this the Heavenly Realm... merely bathing in the light of the Heavenly Realm grants such terrifying power, and even the thin air is so sweet.' Yang Xiao couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

And as the enhanced computational power of their brains began to analyze, the Third Circle martial artists immediately began to instinctively learn how to use their Heart-Senses.

Then, in the increasingly thin air of space, they rapidly communicated their findings via Heart-Sense.

As they chatted, one martial artist, following Fang Can's act of lifting them to ascend, began to deduce a method, and soon felt as though he could do it himself.

In the next moment, a Third Circle floated upward, detaching from Fang Can's lift to float alone in the air; other Path to Heaven martial artists quickly followed suit and began learning how to fly.

At this moment, Fang Can's actions were nothing less than Prometheus for the people of this planet.

The look in these people's eyes was as if humanity had discovered fire for the first time.

'The power I have now... let alone a hundred thousand forbidden troops, even a million or ten million forbidden troops would struggle to oppose me.'

A Second Circle martial artist's eyes flickered with ambition: "I am now an immortal..."

Watching the martial artists around him break formation and fly wildly, Fang Can said nothing and offered no restraint, silently continuing upward, neither fast nor slow.

Without Fang Can's restraint, some martial artists' hearts began to wander; they stretched out in all directions at over ten times the speed of sound, then repeatedly dove.

But trouble soon arose.

One martial artist, cheering, flew toward the earth, thinking to run farther away, but during the dive, he directly entered the encirclement of the Sixth Circle restriction.

In the next instant, whatever Heart-Sense or flight ability he had completely failed; screaming like a pilot crashing a plane, he plummeted downward.

"Save me! What's happening? I cannot use my Heart-Sense!" In the next moment, a terrified scream came from that martial artist's mouth.

"What's going on? Can one still fall like this?" With a hint of mockery, another martial artist flew toward the one on the ground.

But the instant she entered the Sixth Circle restriction, she too lost her power, emitting a string of screams as she fell toward the earth alongside him.

With two such incidents occurring in a row, cold sweat instantly broke out on the backs of the other martial artists.

What's happening? Two martial artists in a row met with accidents?

Watching helplessly as the martial artist, after a supersonic dive, plummeted madly at two hundred meters per second, growing smaller and smaller in their line of sight.

One martial artist hurriedly asked: "Your Majesty, what happened to those two?"

"Do you think I let you ascend for no reason?" Fang Can said lightly:

"The Lower Realm has a Sixth Circle restriction that limits you. Everyone in the Lower Realm will be suppressed to an unprecedented degree, and simultaneously controlled by a hundred-year lifespan limit."

"Only by reaching the boundless void of space can the suppression be removed, but once you return to the Lower Realm, you will revert to mortals."

'It is actually like this?'

Hearing Fang Can's explanation, everyone immediately looked at the stars below with eyes full of dread, never expecting the true reason to be this.

Soon, under the example set by those two dead martial artists, the remaining martial artists all obediently re-clustered around Fang Can, being carried all the way to low Earth orbit.

After most of their power was liberated, these martial artists felt reborn, their eyes brimming with excitement.

Looking at these martial artists, Fang Can ordered: "With your current Fourth Circle strength, you can fully influence the world below. Next, you several Grandmasters working together will be able to rule this continent for me within three days, and rule this planet within seven days."

"Thank you, Holy One, for your cultivation! We shall certainly not fail our mission!" Yang Xiao and the other Fourth Circle Grandmasters responded.

Fang Can nodded lightly, his gaze turning to the martial artists below Fourth Circle: "Your strength is too weak. If you have the heart, then in the coming days... build up my Jiangshan."

As he spoke, Fang Can's body quietly vanished from the scene, leaving only the martial artists staring at each other in confusion.

Not long after, as Yang Xiao and the other Fourth Circle Grandmasters departed, the remaining martial artists asked in confusion: "What Your Majesty meant by building up the Jiangshan... how is that done?"

"I don't know, but... does that mean no one will manage us from now on?"

A flicker of excitement passed through the eyes of several martial artists; out here beyond the heavens, truly like immortals, they were carefree, needing no breath at all, and their power was incomparable to before.

Once Fang Can left, with no leader among the dragons, couldn't they do whatever they wanted?

Just as their thoughts ran wild, they saw a white prismatic cube drifting in the distance, then an boundless Heart-Sense directly connected to their brains.

【Fang Can Heart-Sense Network Experience Card at your service】

'This is... what?' Several martial artists subconsciously thought.

【This is a temporary mental connection network established by Your Majesty to serve the founding of the Empire; it can forcibly connect the minds of those below the Path to Heaven realm】

【Your realm is too high; if you wish to use it, please voluntarily open your mental defenses and access the mental network with your consciousness】

This... the martial artists present hesitated, unsure for a moment whether to act.

"Jing Xu, you come and connect," a Third Circle martial artist said to a First Circle; the two were master and disciple.

"Yes, Master."

Hesitating, Jing Xu agreed and directly accessed the consciousness network.

The next moment, she felt a massive mental image pierce directly into her sea of consciousness.

Immediately, she could clearly hear the thoughts of martial artists around her who were similarly connected to the mental image.

Immediately, a request forcibly accessed her brain.

【Three thousand five hundred and sixty-two people serving the Imperial Capital are ready to initiate a remote conversation request with you. Do you accept?】

Jingxu:?

……

The former Liyang capital; as Fang Can's figure departed, the minds of the entire crowd were filled with confusion, not knowing what to do next.

They had grown accustomed to a life of being commanded; now the Emperor had suddenly died, and the immortal who ruled them had left.

So what should they do next? Return to farming?

Around the Taiji Hall, millions of people across the entire city had gathered here.

But due to the loss of control, combined with everyone's transparent thoughts, contradictions quickly erupted.

"Damn Li Si, you are actually having an affair with my husband! I'll beat you to death!" A woman nearby, furious, grabbed a fist and struck another man.

"Wicked daughter, I said why you wouldn't return; turns out you squandered all the money at the gambling den and dare not face me." An old crone raised a cane and struck a wanton woman.

In an instant, thoughts previously hidden in the heart were exposed; those who had previously formed groups now, having no secrets, directly fractured and even resorted to violence.

Yang Qiaoyan watched the chaotic crowd; unwilling to cause trouble, she moved directly outward, yet her heart was filled with immense joy.

Because through the mental network, she directly learned many things she had not understood before.

For instance, this world was not the flat earth with a round sky as others claimed; they lived on a sphere, and those stars were also spheres of varying sizes, just like here.

But soon, she began to worry, for she still owed Zhang Yuanwai next door two taels of silver and did not know when she could repay it.

But then, her steps halted; with a tentative thought, she said, "Immortal, can you teach me how to repay Zhang Yuanwai's two taels of silver?"

Facing her inquiry, the reply came a little late this time, then a voice sounded again:

【The Chengxi Clinic has submitted a request: produce a distillation apparatus and deliver it to the clinic before noon tomorrow. Reward: two taels of patterned silver.】

Two taels of patterned silver?

Upon hearing this, Yang Qiaoyan's eyes widened.

Before she could ask what a distillation apparatus was, relevant information was directly injected into her brain through the mental image.

The specifications, materials, and blueprints for the distillation apparatus all entered her brain at once.

"My blacksmith shop can indeed smelt it, but I don't know where to find materials like quartz sand." She faced difficulty again.

【Pay thirty copper coins; Ye Qing in Chengbei can deliver one jin of quartz stone to your blacksmith shop within three hours.】

【Pay twenty copper coins; Li Xiang in Chengnan can deliver half a jin of limestone to the blacksmith shop after three incense sticks.】

……

Yang Qiaoyan need not worry; the subsequent various sub-tasks had already been calculated clearly by Fang Can's satellites in the sky.

And they broke down one task into countless sub-tasks, distributing them to everyone within the entire industrial chain, making every single person within that chain feel satisfied.

And at this moment, inside the clinic in Chengxi, an old crone sat within the clinic, having already promised over one hundred taels of silver.

She was simply waiting for the so-called distillation apparatus, artemisinin, stethoscope, and various other items to fall into the clinic.

"But Immortal Master, why give all this money to Old Li from the shop next door? And give him a commission for free." The clinic's old crone asked, somewhat displeased.

With all this chaos, wouldn't it just create unnecessary trouble and waste money?

【Under your morality, you have multiple records of breach of trust since opening the clinic.】

"Old Li's credit isn't good either; he once swindled my money," the old crone said defiantly. Why should Old Li next door manage the money? Isn't he afraid of embezzlement?

【Assassin. com has been contacted. If Li Siqi embezzles the funds, the interest you pay will be the assassin's fee; the remainder will be distributed by the assassin to those who deserve it.】

"What if the assassin embezzles too?" the old crone continued to ask.

【There are assassins behind the assassin, continuing until no assassin dares to embezzle.】

The old crone: ……

They even equipped the supervision team with a supervision team?

(End of this chapter)