It was true that after the Star Ocean Imperium ten thousand years ago, the civilization of mankind that had just been unified fell apart again because of the betrayal and counterattack of the Mad Armageddon, it had been mired in division, chaos, blood, and darkness for too long.
During that period, although the Cultivators of the Star Ocean Republic brought brief light, the feeble light soon dispersed under the corrosion of the overwhelming black tide. Hardly had the civilization of mankind stopped for a moment to catch its breath after struggling hard, when it was involved in another vortex that was even larger and more violent.
It was not until today that a new dawn finally appeared on the horizon under the unremitting efforts of countless people, and the scorching universe gradually recovered its tranquility.
Li Yao was like a tiny earthworm that crawled and crawled on the chain of suspicions that bound the civilization of mankind. Finally, a tiny gap was dug out, but his strength alone was far from enough. Victory, as well as the greater victory that had yet to come and required unremitting efforts, belonged to everybody, including the experts such as Li Jialing, Boss Bai, Jin Xinyue, Xiaoming, and Wenwen, as well as the billions of ordinary soldiers and people at the bottom level of the Federation, the Imperium, and the Holy League.
At this moment, countless ordinary people were fighting for the future of themselves and the civilization of mankind in every corner of the universe.
In the heartland of the Holy League, in a Sector named "Blue Ocean", a ragged carrier fleet was slowly flying to the main planet.
Thangka stuck her nose to the cabin window and looked at the green planet that was getting larger and larger outside the window. To this moment, her head was still ringing nonstop, as if her head had been filled with paste. She did not understand what was going on at all.
His friends, including their monitor, Chu Zhiyun, and the "devil children", were as confused as he was. They were both excited and confused about the unknown future.
However, one thing was certain.
They now had the right to express all their emotions, including excitement, nervousness, curiosity, and so on. No one would ask them to be lifeless pieces of wood anymore.
Recalling the experience in the past month, Thangka still found it unbelievable, as if she had just had a bizarre dream.
After they parted with Li Yao, they followed Li Yao's arrangement and hid in the underground shelters below the Thick Soil Sector.
At that time, all the "devil children" were pessimistic, thinking that they would hide in the underground shelters for at least twenty years, or even worse, before they were found by their mentors and the ruthless people of Ultimate Benevolence in a couple of days. They would be captured and sent to the temple, where all their memories and precious feelings that had just been awakened would be erased.
Thankfully, there was plenty of food in the shelter, and the facilities for synthetic water and air circulation were intact. It was enough to maintain the daily life of these 'Demon Children'. They spent the longest month in fear and anxiety until one day, the shelter was forcibly opened from the outside. All the 'Demon Children' were on high alert. They thought that they could not escape the fate of being deeply brainwashed, but they did not expect that what appeared in front of them was …
Thangka looked at the center of the bridge curiously again.
The bridge of the flagship of the carrier fleet had been specially modified and was highly automated. Few crew members were needed to operate it manually. Instead, it was replaced by almost a hundred spiritual puppets. The spiritual puppets in all kinds of forms were perfectly compatible with the control panel of the bridge. The crystal processors were running in weird noises, as if they were playing a piece of splendid music at the same time.
The "conductor" who controlled everything, on the other hand, was a girl who looked no more than ten years old. She was even younger than Thangka and the rest of them.
No, that was not entirely the case.
The beautiful girl was followed by almost ten human-shaped spiritual puppets all the time. Sometimes, the spiritual puppets would activate special 3D light beams, which would enshroud them in a layer of gentle brilliance, making them look like a sacred, compassionate girl who was as beautiful as an orchid in an empty valley.
The virtual image that she presented when she communicated with Thangka and the rest of them was exactly the same … a girl surrounded by holy light, or rather, a goddess.
Looking at the goddess, Thangka recalled what the goddess said when they met for the first time.
"No. Although I feel similar to your 'Fuxi God', I am not a god, and there are no real gods in the world.
"All the gods were created by human beings, including me.
"As long as you are willing, you can build your civilization into the most advanced and developed one and become a god to some extent.
"Although the treatment for the people of the Holy League has to be done step by step, and it may be too much for you to accept if I tell you so much, you are the 'Devil Children'. You are the most emotional people in the Holy League with the weakest seals on your brains. I need your help. The entire Holy League needs your help. The civilization of mankind needs your help. You need to trigger your feelings, unlock your wisdom, and awaken more people.
"My name is Wenwen. There's no time to explain too much. As for my background and your destiny, we can talk about it later on the way. Now, let's go!"
Just like that, Thangka, Chu Zhiyun, and all the Devil Children followed Wenwen onto a carrier in confusion. They stayed in a port for a long time, waiting for other carriers to be filled with the crudest synthetic food and the replacement components of the water purification system before they returned to their hometown in the Holy League as an overwhelming fleet.
On their way back, they finally learned the soul-stirring, unbelievable truths from Wenwen when she told them the whole story.
So … So, this was the real face of "God Fuxi".
Although they had learned their miserable and cruel fate through the Devil Child Project, including the darkness behind the Ultimate Benevolence Masters and the gods, the harsh education they received at a young age still made Thangka and the other Devil Children instinctively revere and rely on the gods, as if they couldn't live without gods.
Now that Fuxi had been proved to be a false god and an evil god, wouldn't Wenwen, who replaced him, be a real "true god"?
Wenwen hated it most. She had corrected Tang Ka and the rest of them many times and asked them to simply call her "Wenwen", abandoning all the hilarious rituals and titles.
Therefore, before Thangka walked on the bridge, she had to consider it multiple times in her heart so that she would not make a mistake. Only then could she summon her courage to call the name of the omnipotent goddess.
When Thangka reached the center of the bridge, the carrier was already very close to the main planet of the Green Ocean Sector.
Before that, Wenwen had established an overwhelming Spiritual Nexus with the spiritual towers that she launched in advance. She had hacked and controlled the network and the super crystal processors of the entire main planet, retrieving tremendous data and basically grasping the situation of the main planet.
Through the streams of data that were pouring out like waterfalls and the surveillance pictures captured by countless crystal cameras, it could be seen that this was a lifeless planet where a certain uneasiness was brewing in silence.
Most of the towns on the planet were hexagonal like honeycombs. The space was maximized without caring about the comfort of the residents.
Thousands of "worker bees" were living in such places. They were at a loss because they did not receive further orders.
When the Fuxi fleet gathered, they took away most of the planet's resources, causing quite a few cities and towns to fall into famine. Some people died in silence, while others were slowly accumulating their bestial instincts, waiting for the final eruption and destruction.
"Thankfully, we arrived in time. The main planet of the Green Ocean Sector is rather abundant."
Wenwen smiled at Thangka. "The order here is not disrupted. If we calculate in terms of the minimum survival needs, the relief assets we've brought can last for a year and a half. In the meantime, the agriculture, the fishing, and the livestock on the entire planet will be restored. It will not be a problem for everybody to survive.
"After that, we can transform the temples of brainwashing that are all over the planet into schools so that the people of the Holy League can get in touch with the objects and even the teachers of the Imperium and the Federation. You, who were born as' Purgers', will naturally understand what kind of 'dangerous items' can stimulate people's feelings most.
"Let's hope that we can explore more effective approaches on the main planet of the Green Ocean Sector and spread them to the entire Holy League on a large scale. All in all, our mission is very arduous, and we are faced with too many problems. Thangka, please, let's work together!"
Wenwen clenched her fists and punched Thangka's shoulder neither lightly nor heavily.
After a long daze, Thangka couldn't help but ask, "Wenwen, what will the Holy League look like after the modification? Can you tell us about it?"
"About that … I don't know!"
Wenwen wrinkled her nose and chuckled. "I'm not a god. How can I see the future so far in the future? However, the Holy League in my dream does not necessarily have to be like the Federation and the Imperium. It should retain more features of the Holy League.
"For example, it should restrain its desires to a certain extent and not indulge in material pleasures, collectivism, and dedication.
"For example, brain resonance, telepathy, and information transmission through brainwaves.
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