The eighth year.
The entire Mech Dynasty was spinning rapidly.
They started to study the waves of the soul, analyze the connection between souls, and analyze the soul of the Third Realm snail. They started to analyze the fundamental meaning of life.
They gradually understood the structure of the soul of a living being.
"My king!"
A Mech Minister walked forward and said loudly, "According to our analysis, the so-called aura of living beings is essentially a seed. It is a kind of soul seed that can improve the quality of the soul."
According to their scientific analysis, the essence of aura was a soul seed that could increase the energy level of the soul after it was formed.
He continued, "And the so-called martial aura, in our opinion, is divided into individual aura and group aura."
"Oh?" Hongqi asked calmly.
"Individual aura is formed by the individual himself … group aura is formed with the help of the group." The Mech Minister said loudly, "And group aura is divided into two types: the aura of an emperor and the aura of a god."
"According to the records, we initially thought that it was a change in the state of mind and that one had to live as an emperor or a god for life to break through to the Fourth Realm with such a state of mind. In reality, that was not the case."
"We realized that in reality, one had to live as an emperor or a god and continuously accept the worship, connection, and faith of countless other beings, experts, and grandmasters to form aura …"
Everyone held their breath.
So, it seemed that the purpose of living as an emperor or a god was to obtain the connection and worship of other people's aura …
"There is a saying that the edge of a treasured sword is sharpened. The worship of countless beings to temper one's aura is like countless hammers striking a treasured sword. Only then can it be formed!"
"According to our research, one has to be worshipped by 1,000 grandmasters and continuously trained to form the aura of a human emperor … the domineering aura of a human emperor!"
"Perhaps it would require over 100,000 Third Level Martial Grandmasters, as well as the worship of countless common people. Only then would their souls be able to fuse together and form the spirit of divinity! "But it is not absolute. Terrifying talents and soul mutations may not require a large number of people to break through. It is like the rough shape of a treasured sword. If it is of the highest quality, it will naturally be formed with a small number of strikes."
Hongqi sat high up and said with a downcast expression, "I see! These data are theoretical because there is a difference in talents. "
Hongqi suddenly said loudly and looked down at his people.
"We believe in materialism and logic. That's why I said that such a mysterious thing is so strange. How can it be just the state of mind? I see! "
"In other words, even if one is an emperor and has 100,000 grandmasters worshipping him and the aura of countless beings, he can break through the fourth realm naturally without calling himself a god!"
"The so-called aura of a god is a lie!"
But the next second, his expression changed and he refuted his own words.
"But, if a single life is worshipped by a hundred thousand grandmasters, I'm afraid that the population will be very large … With such high faith, all living beings worship …"
"He must be a Human Emperor with great merit in his race. Such an existence, even if he doesn't become a god himself, his prestige among the people is already comparable to that of a true god!"
"But, since a thousand Great Grandmasters of our race worship you and you have reached the threshold of the aura of the Human Sovereign, why haven't I broken through?" Hong Qi asked doubtfully. "Could it be that my talent is below the standard?"
"Your Majesty is naturally the most talented. I'm afraid you can break through with 800 grandmasters' auras. Because Your Majesty is fair, selfless, indifferent, and rational, you cannot condense the aura of the Human Emperor," the mechanical minister said slowly.
Hongqi was puzzled. "Why?"
"Looking at our entire civilization, our entire race, we all have the same aura, as if we are one person."
This scene made the mechanical minister's voice extremely cold. He said again, "Our auras are very unified, like clones of the same mold. We are all indifferent, fair, and absolutely rational...
"In other words, we are divine beings and do not have 'hearts'.
"We do not understand the seven emotions and six desires. We have no love, no impulses, no desires. With absolute logic and rationality, we are not even real humans. Therefore, we cannot condense the aura of the Human Emperor."
Hongqi was silent. It was indeed a little difficult for robots to cultivate.
In other words, unless they ignored nature and learned to be impulsive, deceitful, lying, and happy... and became real life, they would never be able to break through.
"To become a god, one must first become a mortal."
As soon as this sentence fell, the entire Mech Dynasty was in an uproar.
...
After listening to their analysis, Fu Qingjun was enlightened.
"Group aura..."
"Sentience of All Beings..."
Previously, the other races were very vague about breaking through to the Fourth Realm.
Now that they had explained the principles of the entire realm, they could clearly understand the truth behind the Fourth Realm!
"If that is the case, in fact, there are two ways to break through to the Fourth Realm."
Fu Qingjun's expression was downcast.
This was because he used another method to break through.
"They absorb the worship and faith of all beings and use the aura of all beings to temper their own aura like a huge hammer. This is considered... becoming a sage through merit!"
"As for me, I do not believe in ghosts and gods, do not receive the faith of all beings, and do not even prove who I am in my heart. I do not care about martial ethics and use brute force to forcefully break through. Isn't this considered becoming a sage through the body? Using brute force to do the right thing? "
Fu Qingjun's heart skipped a beat.
However, his method would definitely be extremely difficult.
His soul was thousands of times more powerful... To forcefully break through to the Third Realm, it was almost impossible for others to accumulate thousands of times more souls!
"What a great mechanical civilization. Absolutely rational!"
Fu Qingjun praised. He was delighted. The Fourth Realm, which he had always been unclear about, was finally clear!
In reality, by constantly overthrowing and rebuilding civilizations, he was able to deduce to this extent so quickly. It seemed that the Fourth Realm civilization was really not far away from him.
...
At this moment.
Nine years had passed in the entire space.
Back then, Fu Qingjun had been there for 17 years, but it was already far less than what they had experienced in this period.
In the past, they were all barbaric tribes, like wild beasts. Now, they had finally developed and accumulated.
"If this is how the people are, then it is impossible for me to break through." Hongqi was very lonely. This snail in the room called itself king. "I can only use the present as the foundation to develop the basic science of the various civilizations!"
The 'magic prints' technology began to develop.
As Magic Mechanics, they studied their own brain circuits and began to skip the programming of computer software. They studied the hardware structure of their mainframe and tried to improve it.
This was equivalent to human body modification technology, changing their body structure and brain circuits.
However, they soon discovered that with their current level of technology, although the human body modification technology strengthened their abilities and various aspects, it would cause all kinds of diseases.
Paralysis of the brain, all kinds of side effects, and extremely poor stability. Very soon, a large number of patients began to breathe. This human body modification technology was quickly stopped by the Machinery Dynasty.
Laws began to be established, and they began to ban the body modification technology.
The tenth year.
They began to develop telepathy technology, using electromagnetic waves to communicate with each other remotely. At the same time, they studied how to use electrical circuits to carry the entire mental power.
They even began to dismantle the phones and study the structure within. However, they soon stopped because they found that it was useless.
The chips and structure of the phones were pitifully crude compared to the precision of their shells.
"Stupid Earth programmers, they are simply too weak."
The Android system, Apple system, and even other systems had been thoroughly studied by them and replaced by their more advanced brain snail system.
The eleventh year.
"I want to build a world!"
"The world is small, but my race has a big heart!"
It's a snail. Hong Qi held the data scepter given to him by Fu Qingjun. He wore a crown on his head as he sat on the throne.
Online games began to develop rapidly.
Telepathy was completely mature, and a huge mental network was established.
They built a huge virtual world and used their AI algorithms to create countless NPCs to live in.
They called this … the 'Wizard Magic Net'.
They were a committee of a thousand people who lived in it. However, it was not a virtual space but a desktop computer game, such as Virtual Life, Ancient Scrolls, and other sandbox games.
The real world was completely simulated and had a soul. The algorithms and computing power required were too huge. They could only produce excellent online games at most.
Hongqi once again led the entire era of civilization. On their desktop, countless excellent video games were installed. They were developed and optimized based on human computer games.
Fantasy, Xianxia, Battle Flag, RPG …
Countless snails developed enormous intelligence in them!
Boom!
Every Mechanic was a god of a virtual world. Hongqi was a god among gods.
They learned Chinese in this computer city. At the same time, they learned the language of the Sorcerers. It was not difficult to use these two languages as the official language.
The Magic Net world was unprecedentedly prosperous.
"Three Thousand Worlds!"
Their powerful race, with only a thousand people, began to focus on spiritual culture.
They developed music, novels, art, and learned about the various cultures of human development.
It was a pity that their novels were like daily accounts. There were no changes. Their art was also completely realistic. Their paintings were like real cameras, without any emotions. They were all the same.
"Is there really no way for this race to break through to the Fourth Realm?" Fu Qingjun could only smile bitterly.
If they were to stop at the Third Realm forever, then this race that they had created would be incomplete.
"No, there is another way to break through!"
Fu Qingjun suddenly thought of something. He was silent for a moment. He started to find a bookstore in the ruins and started to rummage through the bookshelves.
"There are indeed many. Forget it, I can only help you here. As for whether I can succeed, I have no idea."
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