The boundless green fields undulated slightly on the plains, and a gentle breeze mixed with the fragrance of the earth and grass blew gently. Norris stood in this unfinished piece of land, feeling a sense of relaxation and comfort that he hadn't felt in decades. He couldn't help but take in a deep breath, as if he was intoxicated by it.
"This is really a good place, Your Majesty," he turned around and said to Gwen with a smile. "I just hope that the young people who enter the Internet for entertainment will not be too addicted to it."
Gwen smiled. "We will set up corresponding management measures and preventive measures. After all, entertainment is a part of human civilization, but any entertainment can be intoxicating."
"You are always well-prepared in everything you do," Noris said with emotion. "Immortals … this is really a bold idea …"
"Since ancient times, Extraordinaries have always found various ways to prolong their lives and even achieve near-immortality, from psychic spells to elemental advancement, and even coincidental 'resurrection' like me … Long life has become another privilege of Extraordinaries, and this privilege is only related to 'power'," Gwen said slowly, shaking his head. "As long as you have enough extraordinary power, you have a chance to become an immortal. If you abandon your humanity and choose the unscrupulous path, the success rate of obtaining a long life will be greatly increased. There are many 'ancients' in the Dark Sect who have lived for centuries. The forbidden life exchange technique that Bertilla showed you is just one of the traditional ways for Extraordinaries to prolong their lives, and it is not even the worst way …" Gwen said slowly, shaking his head.
"If it were not for the low success rate of these 'traditional ways', and the sequelae of memory confusion and loss of personality, there would be more Extraordinaries taking risks than those in the Dark Sect.
"In addition, there are many races that have long lives and even near-immortality. They do not even need to pay a price for their long lives. These powerful and ancient races have not destroyed the human race and occupied the entire world because the world is still … enough for them to live in.
"Since ancient times, death has not been fair to all mortals. This is the iron rule of the world, and also the biggest unfairness when humans compete with other races, and even when humans compete with each other. The Immortal Project is an attempt to strengthen the development of the human race, and in the distant future … perhaps this will be an opportunity for the entire human race to transform. "
"I'm not good at imagining things that are too far away, especially in this field." Noris shook his head. "But in my opinion, your Immortal Plan at least does not extend the life of others by harming the lives of others. Although the opportunity to preserve the soul could easily become a 'privilege', this level of hidden danger is at least within the scope of the system's ability to solve. Furthermore … "
Noris paused for a moment as he looked at the city that was still under construction in the distance. He looked at this world that was still desolate as a smile appeared on his face. "Looks like being an Immortal isn't a job where one can enjoy life …"
"That's right, I'm afraid you'll have to serve the Empire for a longer time." Gwen smiled as he looked into Noris' deep and calm eyes. "Although it may be a little late to say it now, I still want to ask — are you willing to become an Immortal, Noris?"
"Of course." The wrinkles on the old man's face smoothed out. "Anyway, this is also a chance to 'live'. I'm not rejecting Madam Bertilla's suggestion because I'm seeking death."
"A very honest answer." Gwen raised his eyebrows. "But … it's the best answer."
…
In the real world, Gwen opened his eyes.
Bertilla wriggled the flower vines and removed the hastily assembled nerve connectors one by one. Feeling his numb nerves quickly regaining their vitality, Gwen gently moved his neck, then stood up and looked at the people in the hut.
Rebecca, Amber, and Marguarita stood in front of him with undisguised anxiety and worry on their faces.
"It's a success." Gwen did not want to keep anyone in suspense. He immediately announced the good news. "Noris will become the first 'Immortal' of the Empire, and also the first 'ordinary' person in human history to achieve soul preservation through magical technology."
Rebecca was the first to jump up in joy, followed by Amber. Marguarita could not help but put her hand on her chest and smiled from the bottom of her heart. As the technicians who had personally participated in this event, the few Immortal archbishops present could not help but celebrate excitedly.
— No one would have too many thoughts after witnessing the birth of an immortal soul. That was because in this world, extending one's lifespan through extraordinary technology was not something unimaginable. Although Norris was a normal person who used a new technology to preserve his soul, it was not beyond anyone's imagination. Especially in the eyes of the Eternal Sleepers, this was something that was worth celebrating, but was not something to be surprised about.
After all, in the Cecil Empire's capital, there was a Siren with an infinite lifespan who died every day. There was also an arcane creature that had lived for over a thousand years. There was also a large metal ball that was publicly known as the soul vessel of an ancient magus. There was also a dragon descendant with a lifespan of over a thousand years. There was also an emperor who had been dug out and revived after seven hundred years. The Cecil people had always been knowledgeable and experienced. In this aspect, the Eternal Sleepers also did as the Romans did.
"He still needs some time to adapt and adjust in the network. We also need to do a short-term tracking and observation of his mental state," Gwen said after the celebratory crowd had quietened down. "This process will not be long. You will probably see him in a few days through the magic network communication, or through the immersion pod connected to the magic network.
"In addition, Norris will no longer be the Minister of Agriculture from today onwards. The appointment and dismissal of the new Minister of Agriculture will not be affected. Margarita, get ready to receive the notice from the government office. You will need to make some adjustments to the reconstruction area."
Marguarita was stunned for a moment. She understood the meaning of Gwen's words and immediately nodded. "Yes, I understand."
"Also, what happened here today will be properly publicized through official channels," Gwen continued. "So before the official statement comes out, I don't want to hear any rumors."
Amber had already thought of this and immediately nodded. "Don't worry, I will pay attention to this."
Marguarita also immediately took the order. "I will take care of the control of the camp."
Gwen nodded slightly.
The emergence of the immortal technology was indeed exciting and significant, but the possible impact of it must be considered in advance. Although the people of this world were no stranger to the fact that the mysterious magical power could create miracles of life, and powerful extraordinary individuals had the opportunity to live longer, and most people should be able to accept the fact that a high-ranking official of the Empire had used a 'secret ritual' to transform his life form. But Gwen had to be wary of the distortion in the process of spreading the news.
After all, even though there were several supernatural powers in this world that could prolong one's lifespan, before the Network Mind technology of the Eternal Sleepers took shape, the other technologies had harsh conditions or huge negative effects. They either involved the taboo of the undead, or would completely obliterate one's original humanity during the conversion process. Furthermore, Norris's' conversion 'was not a true resurrection or eternal life. He had indeed died in the real world, but was preserved in the data network in the form of a' Network Mind '. At present, it was still uncertain if this' preserved mind 'would truly never decay, and this form of' soul 'could very well be misunderstood as some sort of' undead psychic spell '. If it was not publicized properly, it could easily leave behind a huge hidden danger in the future.
Additionally, he also had to consider the direction of public opinion. He did not wish for the immortal to become a special product that matched his status, but in the foreseeable future, such a trend would definitely happen. After all, the relevant technology had appeared and was on the verge of maturity, so even if it could only 'survive' in the form of data in the network, there would definitely be many who would make an issue out of it. And resisting such a trend would be one of Gwen's long-term work in the future.
Therefore, as the starting point of this long-term work, the various works around the Empire's first immortal must do their best to not leave too many hidden dangers.
In the brief few seconds of silence, Gwen thought about many things before he finally exhaled softly.
Magicite technology had broken the barrier between the extraordinary and the mortal. It had also pulled many things that would not have become a bargaining chip into the vortex of human nature. Technology had allowed ordinary people to come in contact with more things that they were not qualified to come in contact with before, but the speed of technology development determined that all of this was destined to be a process.
This kind of 'imbalance' of development was destined to become more and more of a daily concern for him. After all, the supernatural barrier had been broken, and the operating rules of the Cecil Empire determined that this barrier could not be rebuilt.
This even made him have some random thoughts. As the development of human civilization drifted further and further away, and the complexity of thoughts and desires increased day by day, did the gods that were born because of the collective thoughts of human beings … ever face the same problem?
Everyone noticed Gwen's reaction that was close to a sigh. At this moment of celebration, they were inevitably a little confused, but no one dared to take the initiative to ask. Only Rebecca was the first to jump out. In fact, Amber also wanted to jump out, but she was obviously not as fast as Rebecca who grew up with conditioned reflexes. "Ancestor? Why are you sighing? "
"Nothing." Gwen was silent for a moment before he suddenly smiled and shook his head in relief. "I was just thinking about something irrelevant. So I'll leave the follow-up to Marguarita. You have to properly deal with Norris's … body. After all, he's dead in the real world. Our former minister of agriculture still needs a … proper funeral. "
Gwen's tone was obviously paused as he said this. He looked at the old man on the couch with a strange expression. After hearing what he said, everyone, including Marguarita, Amber, and even Rebecca, had a subtle expression on their faces. This was really a complicated and indescribable situation. Marguarita believed that even if Walter Perry, whom she respected in her heart, was here, he would not have the experience to deal with such a situation …
Yuri, Semler, and a few other archbishops were calm and indifferent. They even looked at each other tacitly. They had experience …
An annoying loud voice rang in Yuri's ears, and it appeared at the right time. "Ah … I'm familiar with this scene."
Along with this sentence, Magnum's figure appeared out of thin air.
"Shut up." Almost all of the archbishops at the scene said in unison.
Gwen looked at this scene and did not say anything. He just shook his head with a smile and turned to leave the hut.
He came to a secluded open space near the hut and let his thoughts gradually calm down along with the surrounding environment.
This was a small flower field. The unknown flowers born from the Solin Tree were blooming in the open space. As the wind blew, a light rustling sound could be heard from the crown of the Solin Tree, and a little fragrance of the flowers lingered in this secluded corner.
Gwen raised his head and looked at the layers of huge leaves that were shining under the magical light. He sighed softly and said, "Bertilla."
"I'm here." The sound of creeping vines immediately came from nearby. Bertilla's figure appeared from the vines. She came to Gwen's side and bowed slightly. "Brother Gwen."
After a short silence, Gwen shook his head and said, "… You don't have to force yourself to call me that when there's no one around."
"After all, you have almost all of his memories … and I also need to pay attention to my words and actions," Bertilla said with a blank expression. "I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble because of a wrong address or attitude."
Gwen nodded gently and said, "You can decide on this yourself. Let's not talk about this first. Let's talk about what you mentioned in the report. You have detected a regular strange signal in the crystal array at the top of the Solin Tree? "
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