704: Chapter 690: Restart 704: Chapter 690: Restart Fang Wen was very talented, reaching the peak of Decree-level at a “young age”.
Then she got stuck…
stuck for many years, so much so that she forcibly cultivated several part-ti professions of chanics up to fourth-fifth tier but could not see any possibility of breaking through to Rule-level.
Otherwise, as a devout believer of the Mother Goddess cult, she would not have had to betray her faith and her deity, risking decapitation, and gambling on that one chance.
“…
It’s a pity, the chanic Spiritualist profession is inherently a Tool Man, full of pitfalls at high-level, it’s already a disaster.
Adding Fang Wen’s ‘wish’ makes it an even worse disaster.
Her being stuck to the point of losing control and unable to progress further is almost inevitable…”
In front of Lu Ping’an, Fang Wen was quickly busying herself.
The small tal ball extended its probes, drills, and electric welders, working at high speed.
Most of Wang Xier’s people were layn, with a very simple and crude assembly thod.
In order for this pile of garbage to beco a whole, it must be welded together at least.
At first, others tried to help…but their efficiency was too low, and Fang Wen directly drove them away.
At this mont, after she “heard” Lu Ping’an’s words, her actions beca faster and her efficiency increased significantly.
If it were soone else saying that her path was wrong, her emotions wouldn’t have wavered at all…
But the strange thing about Lu Ping’an is that besides the Cosmic Emperor’s words, she understands him the most, even sowhat fearful and even mythical due to being tricked.
She clearly sped up her work, but Lu Ping’an stopped speaking, just smiling as he watched Tool Man work overti.
But he was not lying; Fang Wen’s problem was significant.
The chanic Spiritualist branch, long-banned mainly because of its terrifying destructive power to modern society, had been ntioned multiple tis by the Cosmic Emperor and Fang Wen that this profession had no deities, and even Rule-level elites were extrely rare.
The biggest pitfall of this profession is actually the choice of “abandoning the body and turning the soul into an electronic virus.”
It seems invincible and probably the easiest to achieve, but in Lu Ping’an’s “Beast Tars pursue soul and body unity” train of thought, it’s almost like cutting off one’s own path.
This does not an that Lu Ping’an’s “theory” is the only correct one.
Everyone is tracing the origin and constructing their own theoretical frawork, no one can be sure that their own is the only true answer, and according to Lu Ping’an’s theoretical deduction, there is no possibility of a single true answer.
Everyone is constructing their own “origin.” As long as the system is complete and logically consistent, it can be used to deduce evolution.
But so people’s paths are easier, so are difficult, so see farther, and so just go around in circles…
At least for now, Lu Ping’an sees the farthest.
Seeing the destination clearer and farther naturally allows paving an easier path.
In Lu Ping’an’s eyes, Fang Wen is a baffling lost person who has turned back on their original path.
Beast Tars consolidate bloodlines, seeking soul and body unity; chanic Spiritualists who choose the path of electronic viruses give up their bodies…
It seems to be everywhere, but how to further evolve?
As for this question, not to ntion Lu Ping’an, even Fang Wen herself cannot answer it.
She’s been stuck there for many years…
She can’t even achieve logical consistency on her own.
What’s even worse is her “wish”, which is the starting point for her becoming a professional and embarking on this path.
“I want my chanical pets to beco real living beings.”
While Beast Tars divide their bloodlines, they do not sever the connections between them; in a sense, they are still a whole.
Using the connection of Abnormal Abilities and bloodlines, they constantly “link” with each other, giving and receiving, and ultimately completing the joint evolution.
The continuous mutation and strengthening of the Beast Tar’s body is their instinct; chanic Spiritualists who abandon their bodies also abandon their foundation…
She keeps changing her own body but can never truly achieve soul and body unity and evolution.
She has betrayed the logical evolution of her own path.
Her attempt to make “pets” into living beings by giving life to inanimate objects can only be achieved by splitting her own “soul and spirit” at the cost…
The more she does this, even if it is just testing and trying, the more inevitably weak and congenitally inadequate she becos.
If Lu Ping’an has to say, chanic Spiritualists should go further and take the “Cosmic Emperor” or “Death Star Fortress” route, turning themselves into super War Beasts.
Perhaps that is the path of Ascension for chanic Spiritualists…but imagining that, he also thinks it’s no wonder there are no deities among chanic Spiritualists.
From Lu Ping’an’s perspective, the chanic Spiritualist profession as a whole is a deep pit, with more than half of it buried and Fang Wen herself adding a scoop of dirt.
Fang Wen’s “dream” journey, the most likely outco, is tearing herself apart into pieces, and eventually scattering into fragnts.
Becoming an electronic ghost is already the best-case scenario.
“…What a pity, in the end, it’s probably all for nothing.”
As for how to help Fang Wen change her path, Lu Ping’an does have so ideas…
The answer may not necessarily be correct, but it is definitely much better than her current situation.
This is the advantage of clarifying the “truth”, Lu Ping’an is no longer lost and doesn’t need to worry about following the path of others and accidentally going astray.
Once again, there is no absolute dead-end in this world.
The truth that Lu Ping’an has seen is not the whole truth; it is only a “truth model” that he obtained based on his “knowledge” – a projection of the “root” he parsed with his “knowledge”.
He, is a “god” created by Lu Ping’an himself.
This is not fundantally different from the “Mother Goddess” in other people’s minds; both are parts of the “truth” and both are the goals that professionals pursue to get closer to…But the outco suggests that it is closer to the real root than many others.
A professional’s consciousness is extrely important; even the hardest paths can be conquered by soone.
However, when one begins to doubt their own path, that path is basically dead.
Fang Wen’s “giving up” is actually inevitable, and it has nothing to do with her abilities…
Her path is full of contradictions and logical confusion, and she cannot use the previous path as a reference; whoever takes it will be lost.
If you want to defy the odds and change your life, at least you should have a clear idea and struggle plan; however, she still uses the sa old approach – the Beast Tar’s thod, so naturally, she keeps hitting walls.
After experiencing too many setbacks, her ntality becos unbalanced, so she suffered a ntal breakdown and was easily tricked by Lu Ping’an at that ti.
At this mont, with Lu Ping’an watching, Fang Wen’s actions are becoming more and more efficient.
Lu Ping’an took a gamble in this venture, but even if he lost, it would be acceptable to him now, and if he won…
“…It’s done, should I wake it up now?”
More than four hours later, the pile of trash in front of them gradually took on a “human” shape.
It stood on four legs, which were made from four “large mining trucks”, providing stable lower limbs, while the twisted human shape of the upper body was roughly on par with a cheap doll.
It had evolved from trash to a “toy”, a cause for celebration.
Seeing the transford “pile of trash”, no one dares to underestimate this “little ball”; its efficiency exceeds at least ten professional craftsn, which is just too outrageous.
Fang Wen’s “obedience” satisfies Lu Ping’an very much…
“Let’s wake it up.”
As Lu Ping’an gave the order, the silver ball silently entered the core of the giant machinery.
“Hum!”
The next mont, the twisted human shape opened the bright eyes composed of tower lights and slowly stood up.
“Hum!”
And just as it stretched its antenna network, everyone’s walkie-talkies emitted a static signal sound.
“Success!
The signal is restored!”
At the sa ti, Lu Ping’an directly took the silver ball and put it back into the courtyard.
“Well done, Miss Fang Wen.”
Lu Ping’an’s smile was very relaxed.
But on Miss Fang Wen’s side, it was very silent.
She kept muttering things like “I’m just biding my ti,” “This world is not suitable for to leave,” and “I’m letting him lower his guard”…
But in fact, just looking at the outco, she indeed ended up being Lu Ping’an’s Tool Man once again.
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