Chapter 915: The Chaotic Game World
The Betraying Witch Sheryl left.
She walked quickly, as if she were rushing to get things done without much of an experience.
Or perhaps… I have never paid much attention to this matter?
“Alright~~” Sister Bai loosened her grip, and a simple hairstyle was created. It was still that natural loose look, but the headband fixed the unruly strands.
Overall, it was more exquisite than the hairstyles I usually organized with simple spells.
Logically, Sister Bai, who also liked long straight hair, shouldn’t have taken this long, but this time she deliberately dragged it out until that Betraying Witch left; only then did she reluctantly let go of my hair.
“Really beautiful~”
“Yeah, indeed.” Sister Bai nodded, but it seemed she had a question in her heart that wanted to escape her lips, “Xiao Han… why do you like white hair?”
After all, in the Main World, there weren’t many precedents for white hair being fashionable; it was more often associated with old people’s gray hair, that kind of frail appearance.
“Well, it’s changed!”
“Alright, I won’t tease you anymore.” Seeing my intense reaction, Sister Bai gave up on that train of thought.
Although she was somewhat curious about what she would look like with the same silver hair as Xiao Han, if Xiao Han didn’t want to look like that, then there was no need for her to do so.
At most, she’d try it out when she was curious. For extraordinary witches, there are many means to change one’s hair color; it’s not unusual.
……
A few days later, the laboratory finally completed the structure of her Dream Order.
According to her, it took a bit longer than she expected.
However, even so, the time she spent was still shorter than Sister Bai’s.
With the experiment thoroughly finished, the Primordial Dream experiment was finally cleared for use, and the team waiting to conduct relevant experiments immediately lined up.
Before that, the collection of Dream State Soul Material had also commenced again; it could be said they had perfectly timed their arrival.
After all, at this point, the pure Dream State Soul Material was only produced in my laboratory. Many witches were interested in this material, but when they had no clues, they would come to “take shortcuts.”
This also made me realize a question I had been ignoring.
Besides being used to study its characteristics, what else could Dream State Soul Material be used for?
Of course, it could serve as research material for the purification methods of Dream State Soul Material!
So, this gave me some other ideas.
I had been tied down by the existing “Nurturing Purification Method,” thinking that it couldn’t be widely promoted.
But… since I wanted a technique without limitations related to great spells, why not let other witches help me with the current purification methods?
Do I need exclusive technology?
No, what I need is related preparations and a large amount of Dream State Soul Material!
While it is true that rearing disasters is highly profitable, why would I need so many benefits?
Or should I say, am I lacking money?
The issue lies in the way of thinking, which hinders cognitive divergence.
Powerful individuals are never afraid of others learning from them.
Just like spells, anyone can derive them; the key is whether one is willing to employ them.
I never fear those in the academy who study specialized knowledge targeted at me, who diligently practice spell theories and research spell derivations; because if such people truly do that, they cannot become my enemies.
So… for this batch of Dream State Soul Material distribution, I made an important decision: it should be specifically donated for purification method research, with only a small portion allocated for research on other characteristics.
Of course, this process is free; I only request shared research materials.
Some witches suggested that I didn’t need to distribute it for free. At this stage, the value of Dream State Soul Material is immeasurable, and at least I should symbolically take some compensation; otherwise, some witches would feel embarrassed to take it for free.
However, I refused.
You must know… free things can be the most expensive!
After all, I merely shared what I temporarily had no use for. Who can say who is profiting from this exchange of new techniques?
So thus far, I extracted myself from the purification method research project.
It truly confirmed my previous thought: there’s no need to waste my own time on tasks that can be delegated to others.
However, exchanging related research materials and products is also a troublesome matter.
Processing those research materials took me some time, but there was nothing wrong with that.
And now, I could finally focus all my energy on Fool Dream.
“It’s really strange; Sheryl clearly said she was ready, so why hasn’t there been any news until now?”
A few days have passed since my clone met that Betraying Witch at Sister Bai’s villa.
I also focused my energy on my Reverse Summoning Spell, yet there has still been no movement.
Although it was just one of my clones going, not my main body, I still took this action quite seriously.
For this purpose, I even brought this clone to the laboratory and personally enhanced its abilities.
I also equipped this clone with storage equipment filled with all sorts of things that might be useful.
After all… what I’m planning to do is invade another world!
After completing these tasks, I came to Dream’s side.
Though I had neglected Dream and the others somewhat during this time, I made sure to spend some time with them every day.
This is the only thing I can do for now.
The experiment of life cannot be rushed.
In my Great Knowledge Tree, there are extensive materials on life research, some shared by unnamed witch sisters, and some from the library, but much of it still tends toward popular science.
One passage has left a deep impression on me: “The inception of life begins as the heart appears on the twenty-first day, and the heartbeat appears on the thirtieth day, and from then on, it does not cease until death.”
Isn’t this the limit that an ordinary person “can access,” also depicting the beauty of life?
This sentence seems not to explain any profound truth but merely describes the birth of an organ on the body; however, its meaning expresses the significance of life existing in the world and the traces of life’s existence far more than the indescribable concept of the soul.
The current Nightmare and the others have all the concepts needed to give birth to life; what they lack, perhaps… is the first heartbeat that belongs to a nightmare.
The sound of blood pulsating seems to knock on the door of this world, inquiring… can I enter this grand family of life?
“Nightmare Blue~ How are you feeling today?”
“I’m great today too~ Sister Xiao Se!”
“You still seem as energetic as before; how about you guys?” My gaze turned to Nightmare Fruit, Yu Yun, and Nightmare Star.
At this moment, their soul forms were gradually becoming less visible, as they were about to be born in the form of life, their consciousness, their souls, and their wisdom… would bloom alongside their bodies.
Now, they had just begun to develop physically, and I did not wish to interfere.
Too much interference.
Or rather, I cannot interfere.
I have never fully observed the process of life birth; thus, I cannot know every detail.
This will not only be my first witness to life’s qualitative leap from 0 to 1, but it will also serve as a template for future life evolution techniques for Fool Dream.
I cannot arbitrarily modify it.
“Mm~ Sister Xiao You doesn’t have to always focus her energy on us; we are strong!” Yu Yun hesitated for a moment and spoke.
“What are you saying, Yu Yun? Being too sensible will make my heart ache! Besides, I have already released many matters, and your Sister Xiao You will have more time to accompany you afterwards. I will wait for you to become true beings.”
“Really! That’s great!” At this moment, the most excited response came from Yu Yun, as expected… how could Yu Yun not like me accompanying her?
However, I still selfishly do not want Fool Dream to “grow up” so quickly, nor do I want to stifle their true nature.
“Right~ I have to say, when I have free time, there’s always this impulse to find something to do. I think that’s not too good. So, I plan to spend the next while accompanying you.”
Game World.
Pixels flickered with neon colors, forming holographic advertisements that adorned this chaotic city.
Flying vessels existing within the game tore through the bustling streets, but this was just one corner of the turmoil.
Such splendor was happening in many cities across this world, where people had no recognizable work; they savored the final joys of humanity in this overcrowded world.
They feared nothing, and under the armed suppression of the Enforcers, all military oppression only stirred the rage of the masses!
Enforcers are merely “police” in the game world, but they predominantly maintain the world’s order through absolute force…
This profession has stood opposing what is considered human since its inception and serves as the most direct oppression method by the upper class against the lower class.
They possess the world’s most powerful weapons and terrifying deterrence, and ordinary people often dare not confront their weapons head-on.
Because that represents merciless death.
Until societal conflicts reached their peak… until a group of people no longer fearing death gathered together, their spirit moving every oppressed individual, prompting them to step out of their rented homes to fight for so-called rights. At that moment, whether selfishly seeking only their own interests, or fervently standing for justice, or simply swept up by the crowd… every step they took catalyzed the situation the oppressors feared the most.
The authorities denounced the shameless actions of these rabble.
Yet, their destination is the most technologically futuristic branch of the Infinite Group in this city.
The chaos that would engulf the entire city was ignited by the “Real Protection Association.”
Such organizations exist in nearly every city.
Not long ago, this kind of organization was defined by the Infinite Group at the All Worlds Terminal Headquarters as an anti-social and anti-human evil organization, yet this only fueled the discontent of ordinary people.
Members of this association cover all fields in society: hackers, engineers, artists, urban wanderers, ordinary citizens, and… the majority being game players!
Games in this world are not synonymous with being idle; they serve more as an ultimate profession, bridging the gap for all excess labor in this world.
Regarding the existence of the Real Protection Association, they are a spiritual symbol bravely raising the banner of rebellion against this society.
The biggest conspiracy theory in society is that those game worlds are colonial developments by the All Worlds Terminal, invading products from other worlds.
However, the authorities will not admit this; any unfounded speculation is labeled as conspiracy theory.
The Infinite Group’s definition of the True Protection Association as an anti-human and anti-social organization further affirms their contributions!
They fiercely utilize the technology at their disposal to disseminate such iron-clad theories across the world’s internet, resonating with everyone who agrees with their ideology.
At this moment, whether true or false, or simply gleeful spectators, it matters not, because they have propelled this momentum; no one can stop it.
Those statements and posts shaking the foundation of the game world are unremitting even when deleted.
In the online city at this moment, every place of oppression echoes with cries of rebellion.
They have no weapons but possess the courage to resist.
The crowd surged like a tide onto the streets, armed with homemade weapons and makeshift tools, their faces flushed with excitement—a natural response to emotional resonance, arising from their instinctive reaction against the Enforcers.
“Make way! Clear out!”
“Hurry! Step aside! Don’t cause any collateral damage!”
Accompanied by the slightly noisy sounds, several garbage trucks flowed down the spacious street, their backs covered in mottled filth, even emanating a strong foul smell.
Seeing this scene, the Enforcers were utterly dismayed.
