278: Chapter 58: Is the Weather Changing?
278: Chapter 58: Is the Weather Changing?
“Please keep an eye on the news about the Martial God in the New World.”
When Feheart reported this, it was akin to selling out that newly erged Martial God.
But this was a normal occurrence.
The fact that White Hermit dared to share this information with him indicated that the Six Dragons Sect had already made a preliminary judgnt on the matter.
Any ssage that reached Iron Heart Dharma King’s hands was bound to leak to King Aqini.
It was inevitable.
While Iron Heart Dharma King was infiltrating King Aqini’s side, his most crucial task was to not arouse any suspicion from King Aqini.
Unless it was information concerning the life and death of the Six Dragons Sect, he would not hide anything.
Naturally, “the rebirth of a Martial God” was a significant event that would surely attract everyone’s attention.
It was normal for him to ntion it at this ti.
Even if the Six Dragons Sect later had a different view of this suspected new Martial God, he could use this opportunity to get involved in King Aqini’s work and take the initiative.
King Aqini remained motionless.
After a mont, the breathing light above his prosthetic body flickered.
“Feheart, I think you’re too anxious about this,” King Aqini said, “it’s just a counterfeit.”
“But it could indeed be a new Martial God,” Feheart insisted.
Everyone knew that King Aqini was the Protector with the greatest hostility towards the Martial Ancestor.
He had fought side by side with Yawgmoth to kill the first Martial Ancestor, participated in the siege of the Second Martial God, and personally led troops to annihilate the Fourth Martial God.
He had even personally killed the eighth, tenth, and eleventh Martial Gods.
It was impossible for him not to take the existence of a Martial God seriously.
“Your Majesty, considering your past deeds…” Feheart hesitated, “I think you should take this matter very seriously.”
The Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan had several tis driven King Aqini to the brink of death.
In the last battle of the Sublimation War, he almost killed Yawgmoth and King Aqini together.
This record still filled King Aqini with fear.
He, more than anyone, did not want another Martial God to erge.
“It would have to be sothing close to the level of the Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan,” King Aqini said, “If I had to deal personally with every imitator, I’d have died of exhaustion by now.
Do you know how many reports I receive daily about soone imitating the Martial Ancestor?”
“Yes, I misspoke,” responded Feheart.
“Of course, your point is not without rit.
Next month, I will dispatch a special operations team to the New World to conduct a search.
I’ll tell them to pay extra attention,” King Aqini said, “They will dispose of it in passing.”
Feheart bowed his head, saying, “But I believe this judgnt to be highly credible.”
“Oh?
A judgnt made by a Scientific Knight?” King Aqini showed so interest.
Through Feheart’s effort, King Aqini now viewed the Six Dragons Sect as “a small group of radical mbers within the Scientific Knight community”—a group that “needed monitoring” but was “not necessary to tackle head-on.”
After all, according to the information Feheart sent back, the Six Dragons Sect’s association with the Green Forest was rely for so more radical cognitive science projects—projects that could even be found in the records of the Scientific Knights’ internal system.
The Dyson Principle is a fairly loose provision.
Even ordinary citizens can find ways to circumvent certain restrictions.
For Protectors and Scientific Knights, the Dyson Principle was like air.
Whether it was “fraternizing with Jianghu heroes” or “trading with the Green Forest mbers,” as long as one justified the motive properly, it was considered reasonable behavior.
For now, with the information at hand, King Aqini had no particularly good reason to target the Six Dragons Sect.
Of course, if he was forced to find a reason, King Aqini could improvise many on the spot, based on his interpretation of the Dyson Principle.
But he would also have to accept the risk of “what if the Six Dragons Sect were a tool developed by soone on his side?” This had implications for his political career.
Before acquiring more concrete evidence, King Aqini couldn’t be bothered to investigate the organization further.
And Feheart was the guarantee that King Aqini would not “acquire more concrete evidence.”
Feheart nodded.
“If it’s the judgnt of a Scientific Knight, the credibility does increase slightly.
After all, there are many scholars studying that fool Xiang Shan.
But most scholars have never t Xiang Shan himself; they’ve only read the traces he left behind,” King Aqini pondered montarily.
Feheart stayed silent.
In King Aqini’s eyes, the Six Dragons Sect was just a tool for a few fringe Scientific Knights.
Naturally, he wouldn’t reveal his reasons for being so certain.
“I still think that, at this stage, compared to that new counterfeit, the Green Forest groups covertly manipulated by the Six Dragons Sect are more worthy of attention,” said King Aqini, “After all, it’s not very rare for those Green Forest mbers to surpass a major threshold.”
Years ago, a Green Forest mber of the Heavenly Gang Tier had quietly amassed enough radioactive elents to build a small Reactor.
In this era, blueprints for Reactors are easily accessible online; the real challenge is gathering the materials and fuel.
Fortunately, that Green Forest mber carelessly attracted the attention of the Protectors in the final stage and was eventually hunted down by a Mobile Cavalry Troop under King Aqini’s command.
Feheart knelt on one knee: “I am willing to lead a group of soldiers to subdue those Green Forest mbers.”
However, King Aqini said, “There’s no need for that.”
Feheart looked at King Aqini with so confusion.
King Aqini said aningfully, “Don’t you think the overall level of corruption among the Earth Protectors has reached a rather high degree?”
Feheart was startled, “Do you an…?”
“Relying on those fellows to explore so ‘new culture’ is a farce,” King Aqini scoffed.
“In ancient tis, humanity defined the direction of ‘nobility’ and developed this noble concept along that path.
Humans are constantly casting off the evil of their instincts and pursuing the noble good.
As long as humanity has this, it’s enough.
‘New culture’?
Does humanity need such a thing?”
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“This…” Feheart hesitated.
He felt the topic was pointed, so it wasn’t easy for him to chi in.
“Our Majesty is excellent in every aspect, except for one.
His philosophy in this regard is too naive.
What is a human being?
No one can transcend their own narrow self…”
King Aqini paused at this point.
“Well, we must admit, so people indeed can transcend the narrowness of their individual selves.
But what of it?
After all, who truly distinguishes between nobility and diocrity?
The vast majority are just so,” said King Aqini.
“Can you expect a group of monkeys to create a culture that surpasses the past?”
“From what I observe, the degree of decay among so of the Earth Protectors and Scientific Knights has already surpassed the third level of alert.
Perhaps it’s a viable option to use the Green Forest and the Heroes to kill one or two?”
—Is a change of era coming?
Feheart suddenly felt anxious.
He knew his superior’s personality.
He turned his head and looked out the ship’s porthole.
Earth hung like a lone bean in the high sky.
…………………………………
In the wilderness, a man had just stopped killing.
His whole body suddenly relaxed.
Behind him, the red and blue warning lights of the doors’ tubes folded up, then retracted into the grooves on his back.
The man was using a Lightweight Prosthetic.
His overall appearance was closer to an Agile Thief Dragon standing upright on its hind legs.
The man’s head bore a streamlined crown, designed to optimize aerodynamics, and on his back, he had a slender tail for shifting his center of gravity—a rare prosthetic structure for humans.
His legs were also distinctive.
Below his calves were all-terrain wheels with excellent grip, and shock absorbers, like tightly coiled calf muscles, secured the wheels in place.
He even had a set of Vector Injectors on his back.
Truly a Prosthetic Body born for speed.
Behind the man sprawled a field of wreckage.
He closed his eyes.
“That’s right…
that’s right…
just slaughtering scum.
Hahaha…
hahaha…
To kill is to protect, how exhilarating, how satisfying!”
That’s right, rely slaying scum, not murder at all.
My heart of justice is still here.
I haven’t…
Just then, a timid voice sounded behind him: “Um…”
Instinctively, the man threw a backhand palm strike.
Even though he instantly held back, the person who had spoken to him was still knocked unconscious.
It was a human with a very low modification rate.
She collapsed on the ground and nearly passed out.
The man looked at the delicate neck of the woman.
—This could be a rare opportunity…
He thought to himself.
To extract juices from within this living body…
to gently crush those brittle vertebrae with his hands…
The taste of blood…
But in the next mont, the man violently smashed his head against the ground.
I’m already satisfied today.
Yes, no need for more.
He stood up, took another look at the woman.
Lucky you, he thought.
But as he turned away, the woman’s eyelids fluttered open and she ca to.
With a sob in her voice, she said, “Um…
sorry, I didn’t an to disturb you, Great Hero!
I just wanted to say, thank you.”
The girl had been scavenging with her family.
There had been a recent battle between the Rebels and the Protectors in this area.
According to ancient legends passed down, scavengers could retire for life if they recovered so valuable components here.
But unexpectedly, they ran into a small group of Green Forest mbers.
These mbers were originally part of a squad that had been out pillaging; unable to make it back to their stronghold before the sandstorm hit, they sought refuge in a village.
Since communication was unreliable during a sandstorm, those wilderness settlents had no chance to call for help.
These fellows luckily avoided the governnt’s widespread Heavenly Punishnt against the Green Forest.
While rely lackeys in the eyes of the Heroes, to the girl and her family, they were invincible enemies.
Her father was killed, her mother was killed.
Just when the girl was about to be toyed with and killed, a savior fell from the sky.
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