The blue ocean seemed to have returned to its previous calmness. On the main routes, shipping began to be busy again.
Ten-thousand-ton ships were busy on major routes every day and night. The sea monsters that often appeared in the past had disappeared.
Instead, there were groups of octopuses patrolling on the routes.
They were extremely smart. Their leaders could often communicate with the captain of the ships using Morse code to inform them of the situation on the route ahead and whether there were any sea monsters.
Every time the ships passed by them, countless jars would be thrown down as toll fees …
Worshiping the octopuses before a trip had become a common habit of the middle and lower class sailors.
The only pity was that after thirty years, humans would be migrating. In this context, the recovery of shipping did not bring comfort to people, but rather desolation.
In the past year, the Destined Octopus' Twelve Arms', under the guidance of the Heavenly Book, had fought in the north and south, charging in the east and rushing in the west. It had basically pacified the main shipping routes of the Four Great Seas, and there were very few sea monsters that dared to cause trouble on the shipping routes.
Such a speed of conquest was unimaginable in the past.
It had only been two years since its rise. In the past, this amount of time was not even enough to organize and train an army, let alone to go to war.
However, now was the era of individual kings.
Relying on its talent, relying on the guidance of the Heavenly Book, coupled with a hint of destiny, Twelve Arms' power rose rapidly. In two years, it had broken through to Lake-level.
This kind of power was enough to crush most of the sea monsters in the ocean. The few that could stand up to it were also afraid of its background and did not dare to openly go against it.
This was how efficient it was when the power was added to itself.
At this time, above the ocean, Twelve Arms was patrolling the sea route with its guards.
Compared to the past, it was much more ostentatious. The team of octopus guards had increased to 128, and all of them were Pond-level powerhouses.
In addition, there was also a group of octopus ministers and octopus attendants. They crowded around, imitating the human's ostentatiousness.
The only thing that did not change was the Tomes of Arcane floating above its head. Even though it had so many followers, it still carried the black schoolbag by itself.
There were octopuses that tried to flatter it and wanted to take the initiative to carry its bag, but they were all rejected.
This was the residence of the Heavenly Book Master, it would never let others carry it.
After patrolling for a while, the Heavenly Book suddenly flashed its pages at Twelve Arms. Twelve Arms nodded, then the Heavenly Book flew into the distance.
Twelve Arms watched the Heavenly Book Master leave, although this was not the first time he had left. But this time, it had a feeling that the other party might never return.
Thinking of this, it could not help but feel melancholy, "Sigh, it seems that Heavenly Book Teacher is really going to leave me this time …"
An octopus minister beside him immediately comforted him, "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry. There's a saying among humans, it's called retiring after achieving success. Now that the King has unified the Four Seas, Mr. Tian Shu probably wants to retire to the forest. "
"Is that so? I don't know when we'll meet again. "Twelve Arms was a little unhappy.
Although it was now the King of Octopuses and ruled the entire ocean, it always felt that it would never be able to find the carefree and happy days it used to have.
Moreover, its ideal of building an honest oceanic world seemed to be getting further and further away.
His former good friend, the big black and white dolphin, had also returned to his tribe.
By its side, there were already too many subjects of its own race.
The previous days of being expelled and envied by its own race would no longer appear. On the contrary, everywhere it went, it was filled with compliments and flattery.
It understood that these octopuses were only afraid of its power and background, and all of them were lying.
In reality, these octopus ministers who surrounded it and flattered it, all wanted to push it off the stage and replace it as the King of the Ocean.
Only those personal guards were still relatively honest and did not have so much ambition. Of course, this had a lot to do with their stupidity.
Only the Heavenly Book Master still told it the truth as usual.
"When you become a king, it'll be very difficult to hear the truth again. If you want to build a country where everyone speaks the truth, it won't be as easy as becoming the God of the Ocean. "
"But it's not absolutely impossible. I've read in a book that there's a race there that is said to communicate directly with their thoughts, and they never lie. As long as they communicate, it's the true thoughts in their hearts. But this may not be a good thing. "Heavenly Book Master said.
"Why is it not a good thing for everyone to speak the truth?" It asked in distress.
"Because there's not only your octopus country in this world. If everyone speaks the truth and meets a cunning opponent in the future, it's very likely that your country will perish. The opponent can easily deceive you, but you'll lose the ability to deceive your opponent. "Heavenly Book Master did not talk about any major principles, but only gave an example that could not be refuted.
Twelve Arms looked at the direction where the Heavenly Book had gone, and these words echoed in its mind.
It had a feeling that its own ideals seemed to be getting further and further away.
However, it did not want to give up. If it gave up, then what was the difference between it and the other octopuses?
'Suppressing the sea is not what I want, but a real world is what I want.'
As it thought about this, it secretly made a decision.
…
In the System Space.
Fang Ning hugged his precious game book that had returned from afar and comforted it for a while.
The thick golden cover of the book flapped from time to time, telling of the troubles of leaving home.
Although there was a silly octopus to communicate with, no matter what, it could not compare to its master's embrace …
"Hey, that's enough, you two." Sir System said angrily, "Do you still want it to complete our plan?"
Fang Ning immediately said in disdain, "Look at what you're saying. My precious worked hard for a few years and finally retired, but you don't give it any reward and are even jealous of it. How can you still be called a simple and honest System? You're even jealous of your own creation, you're obviously a second Zeus. "
"Stop talking nonsense. You just said yesterday that you want to take a thread and give it to this stupid book, and make it the chief of the Soul Array Computer. How can you not hurry? You should know that this is related to the Heavenly Axiom. Whoever fuses first will occupy the position. Our opponent is a god, where do we have time to waste now? Hurry up, I'll inject a thread into it and improve its ability. "Sir System said plausibly.
"Forget it, you're just jealous of the talented." Fang Ning was too lazy to talk nonsense anymore. "Let's start now."
After a while, the golden book disappeared.
After a while, it reappeared.
System Notification: [The System consumed 10,000,000 experience points to inject a thread into the operation of the Advanced-level Equipment Game Book.
The game book has been upgraded to a Master-level game book and possesses part of the System's attributes.]
"Thank you, Master." The golden book suddenly spoke, its voice sounded like a five-year-old shota.
"Oh, baby, you finally learned how to speak. Your System Daddy is too stingy, he only gave you this function now." Fang Ning said happily.
Fang Ning had been a programmer for ten years, so of course, he knew what thread injection was. It was to load an external program's function into a running program and run it. It was often used in virus software.
Now, Sir System had entrusted part of its function to the precious game book through thread injection.
Therefore, the precious game book that could only rely on flashing pages to answer riddles finally had the function to speak. This was because this was one of Sir System's functions.
"Yes, it's afraid that I'll be too powerful and steal its limelight. It's always been very stingy." The golden book said affirmatively.
"Damn it, you two, how dare you speak ill of me in front of me. You have no respect for the System!" Sir System said indignantly.
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this. We need to build the Soul Computer Array. This is a little troublesome, mainly because the structure is complicated. It's best to entrust it to Yellow Dog. "Fang Ning changed the topic.
"You'll arrange this, but can this stupid book understand such advanced technology?" Sir System expressed his doubts.
"Hmph, don't look down on me. I've been the teacher of an emperor. I've studied these human technologies with Twelve Arms many times, unlike you. You're just a musclehead who only knows how to farm monsters and train. You never know how to read and learn. Other than copying and pasting, you don't know how to integrate and create." The golden book was indignant.
"Hey, stupid book, why does your tone sound like me? Damn it, I shouldn't have added new functions for you. "Sir System said gloomily.
Fang Ning was secretly pleased. Once this treasure had more functions, it would obviously be able to compete with Sir System. In the future, this fellow would not be able to easily trick him …
Then, he pretended to say, "Baby, you actually said something wrong. Your System Daddy can also integrate and master. Its current tricks are very clever, so you must help Master more in the future and don't let it trick you again. "
"Understood, Master. I definitely won't let this fellow trick you." The golden book said confidently.
"All of you, scram!" Sir System was furious. "Go do what you're supposed to do!"
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