The miner took a sip of coffee and closed his eyes, as if trying to find the right words.
After a while, he said, "Actually, it wasn't a coincidence that I met you. Do you believe me?"
Sheyan furrowed his brows and said.
"What do you mean?"
The miner replied.
"We all belong to the Empire. Although we're restricted by the confidentiality agreement, we still have a tacit understanding to unite, especially under the deliberate promotion of the Empire. Plus, we can get first-hand data, so 17 months ago, we found that your Dow Jones index rose at an astonishing rate ….. "
"Wait a minute!" Sheyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "If I remember correctly, isn't the Dow Jones index used on stocks?"
The miner smiled.
"Yes, but it just so happened that the colleague who built this database had the same name as him, so we used it. This system can give a specific assessment of the contestant's strength improvement coefficient after entering each world. Under normal circumstances, the strength of contestants who survive when they first enter a world will improve quite rapidly, but the subsequent improvement is often unable to exceed the threshold of 9%. "
Sheyan's eyes flickered.
"So, what's my improvement coefficient?"
"The comprehensive assessment is 18.4%. You can also understand that your strength will almost double after every five worlds you experience," said the miner seriously. "This data is almost the best except for the apostles."
"Almost?" Sheyan narrowed his eyes and asked, "In other words, there's someone better?"
The miner smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry.
It's not that I don't want to say it, but I can't. "
After that, he used his right hand to simulate the appearance of a pistol and pointed it at his own head.
"I believe that you Combatants also have certain restrictions. For example, in the world you originally live in, using the active ability obtained from the Realm should have very serious consequences. It's the same for us. Once it's leaked, our heads will explode like being hit by a steel core bullet with a diameter of 0.78 mm. So, in order not to create more work pressure for our sanitation workers, why don't we change the topic?"
Sheyan shrugged his shoulders and replied.
"Well, I understand your difficulties. So, after you set your eyes on my …. Dow Jones index, you took the initiative to get close to me?"
"Yes." The Miner said, "Because according to our deduction, there is more than an 80% chance that you are the legendary Chosen One … Your innate ability is even useful to the Realm!"
Sheyan smiled but did not comment on the miner's statement. He picked up a pot of coffee and sipped slowly.
"There's nothing special about being chosen. They also need the protection of others to grow."
If his own party members heard this, they would definitely know that he was talking about Sanzi, and even Sanzi himself would not say that it was wrong. But in the Miner's ears, he only took it as a tacit admission. The Miner smiled and said, "That's right.
"The Chosen can get preferential treatment from the Space, so they definitely have a deeper understanding of the inside information. Moreover, they will get more preferential treatment when cooperating. This is the fundamental reason why I looked for you for a deeper cooperation."
Sheyan glanced at the miner and suddenly said:
"What is your relationship with the Big Ben Research Institute?"
The expression on the miner's face froze. He waited for a long time before saying,
"What do you mean by that?"
Sheyan answered bluntly.
"I don't know the internal affairs of the Empire like the back of my hand, but I have a clear understanding of them. How can people like you hide from the all-pervasive investigation of the Big Ben Research Institute?"
The miner was silent for a while before he said:
"We were all pawns of the Big Ben Research Institute, but now we're completely irreconcilable with them."
"Why?" asked Sheyan curiously.
The miner answered flatly.
"Although we'll receive the protection of the Realm, the dignity of the royal family is above us. They captured our families and forced us to reveal all our secrets, but the only result of doing so is having our heads blown off … But if we don't tell them, our whole family will die. Therefore, those of us who are still alive are cold-blooded bastards who value our lives more than our families. We're also the sworn enemies of the Big Ben Research Institute!"
Sheyan seemed to have understood something.
"I see."
The miner looked at Sheyan seriously and said:
"The people of the Big Ben Research Institute are cold and ruthless. They only serve the royal family of the Empire. In order to achieve their goals, they will do anything. If you plan to cooperate with them, you'll undoubtedly be asking a tiger for its skin."
Sheyan nodded his head and replied.
"I understand … Okay, what do you want to know?"
***
"The Nightmare Realms … Or, to be precise, these Noah Realms. What do you think they are? Machines? Creatures? Or are they existences that we can't understand? "
This was the question that left the deepest impression on Sheyan from the miner's question.
Sheyan had no way of answering the miner's question at that time. Because this was an area that he had never thought of and had never touched upon before. The miner obviously did not expect Sheyan to answer, so he simply told Sheyan:
"According to the results of our research, the Noah Realms should be a very strange kind of mechanical flesh and blood creature. They have a strong self-healing ability, but they need the help of assistants in certain key aspects of their mechanical structure, just like how crocodiles need Toothpick Birds to help them clean their stomachs."
"According to the original setting, this kind of assistant should be created at the same time by the great beings who designed or created the Noah Realms. The two should be a symbiotic existence similar to ants and aphids. The ants protect the aphids, and the aphids' feces are the ants' food. However, for some reason, this kind of assistant did not appear. Therefore, the highly intelligent and autonomous Noah Realms, in order to avoid their own destruction, started to produce enhanced humans according to their instincts, and also actively selected contestants who could replace their assistants. That's how the Chosen came to be."
After listening to the miner's analysis, Sheyan immediately judged that what he said was absolutely not a lie. His words were reasonable and well-thought-out. Those who did not have the experience to understand certain situations would not be able to say such things.
So, Sheyan told the miner some of his experiences in return. The miner thought for a while before he said:
"Since we can confirm that the Realms are a strange kind of life form with amazing power, and can even travel upstream in the long river of time, we can basically infer that the energy they consume is also extremely terrifying. According to the principle of conservation of energy, the Realms should also take in a considerable amount of materials from the outside world to maintain their activities, as well as their life needs."
"That's right." Sheyan nodded and said, "As far as I know, the Empire has to provide the Realms with an astonishing amount of ores, fuel, and all kinds of products."
The miner smiled. The smile made Sheyan feel a little uncomfortable, as if he was mocking Sheyan for knowing too little.
"That's just on the surface, Mr. Seaman. If you really think that the Nightmare Realms can't do without these supplies from the Empire, then you're gravely mistaken! If the Realms could be so easily controlled by the Empire, they would have long become a vassal of the Empire or even been dismantled. In fact, the materials provided by the Empire to the Realms are only equivalent to some seasonings in our kitchens. With these things provided by the Empire, the Realms may be able to live a more comfortable life, but without these things, the Realms will definitely be able to survive! "
Sheyan's expression changed when he heard the miner's words. If what the miner said was true, then there was bound to be a problem. Since there were multiple Realms, and under the situation of limited survival resources, the distribution of survival resources must be involved!!
The most direct example of this was Earth. The emergence of World War I and World War II was, in essence, the occupation and distribution of limited resources on Earth! As for the Iraq War that followed, the war did not even bother with the fig leaf. It went straight for oil!
After thinking about this, Sheyan hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask.
Sheyan could not help but ask, "If your theory is true, then the many Noah Realms … are not as peaceful as we thought?"
"Peaceful?" The miner snorted and said sarcastically, "Mr. Seaman, you should be one of the people who benefited the most from the Realm Wars, right? Why would you have such a naive idea?! "
"After a contestant dies, his body will be reclaimed by the Realm he belongs to, and all the rewards you get after killing the contestants of the other Noah Realms are created by the Noah Realm you belong to at the cost of its own precious source energy! You can think of source energy as life force that can be replenished. If it's not to encourage you to kill the contestants of the other Noah Realms, why would it go through so much trouble? "
"Then … what's the purpose of the Realm Wars?" Sheyan could not help but ask in surprise.
"The low-level Realm Wars are, of course, to accelerate the evolution of the contestants," the miner said seriously.
"But the high-level Realm Wars have probably changed their nature …. You can think of the Noah Realms as war weapons like aircraft carriers. They have no offensive power, or are limited by certain rules, so they can't attack each other. All their lethality lies in the fighter jets they carry. The strength of different Noah Realms also depends on the strength of the contestants they belong to! If I'm not wrong, the high-level Realm Wars have become a wrestling field between the Noah Realms. The powerful Noah Realms will rely on their own strength to obtain more living space and resources! " If you like this work, you're welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.
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