Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost

Chapter 781 - 781: Legacy of the Previous Life of Heavenly Dao_1

"One thousand three hundred and thirty-one," Wang Linchi tallied the number of privileged individuals; he had captured them all in one fell swoop. There was also a lot of significant information. For instance, there was the Word Becomes Law ability. However, it didn't take effect instantly; instead, each user forged a parasitic-like, coercive connection with the entire Martial Arts World.Sun Rui really died a horrible death, Wang Linchi also learned. It was a bit too late; Sun Rui's remains had already turned to dust. The war of annihilation back then not only killed this 'second-hand' protagonist, who had been trafficked from a 'protagonist world,' but also ushered in the era of invasion by the Subterranean Alien Race.

From that point on, the Human Clan lost any opportunity to act against the privileged individuals. Fortunately, the privileged individuals also dared not push the Human Clan too hard. Ultimately, the humans became like reared tools. They did receive the enjoyments they were supposed to, and even had exclusive privileges, yet they could only hide in the shadows, unable to speak freely for their entire lives.

Martial Arts is truly peculiar, Wang Linchi mused. To think it's stabilized by the special bloodline of these privileged individuals.

The privileged individuals were not human, much like the Alien Race. Although they had a human appearance, their overall genetic, cellular, and other structures were completely different from those of the Human Clan. Setting aside the Alien Race for the moment, the structure of the privileged individuals was very strange. After dissecting them, Wang Linchi had discovered numerous oddities.

For example, privileged individuals did not need to eat. Most of the organs inside their bodies were not for self-sustenance but to ensure their Word Becomes Law ability. Furthermore, this so-called Word Becomes Law ability wasn't truly about changing reality. Instead, it involved transmitting information to alter the processes of the Martial Arts World. It was as if every time they spoke, they were altering the world.

The power of Heavenly Dao... After deep research, Wang Linchi confirmed one thing: the privileged individuals and the Heavenly Dao of the Chaotic God World had an extremely profound connection. If the logical alteration aspect of Word Becomes Law were to develop further, it would form the basis for usurping the world's foundational data.

So, this group of privileged individuals were, in fact, former experimental subjects of the Heavenly Dao, Wang Linchi deduced. The Martial Arts system was likely forcibly bound to the privileged individuals later on. It was precisely because of this deep binding that the Martial Arts World, despite wanting to eliminate them, dared not act rashly. Sun Rui's failure back then was also likely due to this systemic binding.

So that's why the Martial Arts World keeps buying protagonists, Wang Linchi finally understood. Firstly, their native protagonists are insufficient. Secondly, they can't unbind everything at once and can only rely on protagonists to do it gradually. Here, protagonists didn't have the backing of the prevailing powers; instead, they had to confront these powers directly, so the probability of failure was still very high. The most successful one was probably Sun Rui; he almost succeeded in the war of annihilation. His ultimate failure was naturally because he stood in opposition to all other Martial Artists. He lacked the overwhelming power to defeat the entire world single-handedly, which led to his violent death. He was able to incite the war of annihilation due to interests, and his eventual tragic death was also due to interests. Protagonists can also fail and die.

One can only say the plug-in given back then was too weak. Look, if it were my kind of plug-in, I'd have rounded up all the privileged individuals, and who would dare to say a word against it? Wang Linchi believed his failure wasn't due to a flawed strategy, but because his plug-in wasn't strong enough. Having traversed so many worlds, Wang Linchi had long understood one thing: without a plug-in, one might as well wait for death. There were throngs of exceptionally talented individuals, but those who could truly rise above were always few.

These privileged individuals must definitely die.

But how they should die, well, that's a matter for consideration.

Wang Linchi would certainly not let this group of privileged individuals live. After all, their very essence could be said to be connected to the world; their deaths would inevitably cause damage to the entire world. This was one of Wang Linchi's objectives.

Kill them directly? That would be too troublesome, and the value gained would be very low. Wang Linchi had considered taking action, but when he calculated the time, his original body hadn't arrived yet. If he acted now, it would likely lead to trouble. Everything has two sides. If he killed the privileged individuals for the Martial Arts World, he would not only harm the world itself but also inadvertently free it from its shackles. Initially, the world couldn't touch him. But now, after metaphorically stabbing it, he would also be cutting the ropes that bound it. The ropes falling off would be one thing, but wouldn't the world then try to beat the one who stabbed it to death? Wang Linchi found himself in such a predicament: killing them was unsuitable, yet not killing them was vexing.

Perhaps I could make them into external accessories? Wang Linchi thought of a feasible solution. He could fashion them into living equipment, allowing them to serve him while still alive.

I can plunder the resources for the cost, but the efficacy is a bit low, Wang Linchi was somewhat disdainful. Firstly, the ability of the privileged individuals was process alteration. This alteration's activation required the process itself, time, logic, and other factors to meet specific conditions before it could succeed. It was like that privileged individual Wang Linchi had killed previously. The man had declared that an entire province would be buried with him. This came to pass, but it was due to an Alien Race invasion. His threat, at best, could only be considered to have an indirect effect. The time it took for the effect to manifest was simply too slow. If it allowed for direct alteration, Wang Linchi would find this ability very useful.

Besides their abilities, all that remained was their special constitution. In addition to Immortality, the privileged individuals possessed abilities such as Toxin immunity, disease immunity, and rapid regeneration. As for why those two immunities couldn't withstand Wang Linchi's poisons, it was because some of his concoctions fell outside the scope of Toxins and diseases; his concoctions often bypassed conventional definitions. For instance, a laxative isn't strictly a Toxin or a disease, yet it can be debilitating. Therefore, even with immunity to Toxins and diseases, there were ways to make one 'poisoned' to death. These abilities weren't rule-based or concept-based; rather, they were more akin to enhanced immunities formed through genetic alteration. Moreover, even rule-based and concept-based abilities weren't entirely without flaws; there were various methods to find loopholes if one wished.

The Microcosmic Ecological Body needs some culture media for derivation. Wang Linchi's eyes narrowed. He had initially planned to use Martial Gods or members of the Alien Race, but now that he had the superior privileged individuals, he would naturally choose the better option.

However, turning more than thirteen hundred people into a single external accessory is indeed a bit tricky. His first consideration was the issue of volume. Otherwise, if he really brought out over a thousand people, how could he maintain a low profile? Next, he still had to go wreak havoc on the Alien Race; he couldn't just let things be.

The Alien Race had been stirring restlessly these past few days, seemingly sensing their opportunity. With the Human Clan split into two factions, if they continued to fan the flames and sow discord, they could further incite bloody conflict. Whichever Human Clan faction won, it would be a weakening of the Human Clan overall, so the longer the conflict dragged on, the better for them.

But Wang Linchi couldn't just watch. I orchestrated this situation. How dare these little runts, who've done nothing, think of taking over the spoils? That's not right. Even if you want to take over, you have to ask if I, Wang Linchi, agree. These members of the Alien Race were not worthy of meddling in his plans.

Why not compress them into Shariputra? A sudden idea struck Wang Linchi; he seemed to have found a solution. But on second thought, even if it was one Shariputra per person, that would still be over thirteen hundred of them. Strung together as a bracelet, it would be long enough to be a necklace.

Compress them all together, directly into a single one! With such a large quantity, forget stringing them into a necklace; they could probably be woven into clothing. He estimated that if these living Shariputra weren't compressed, each one would be about the size of a fist.

However, even if compressed to the extreme into a single sphere, it would still need to have a diameter of one meter. Anything smaller would easily affect its viability, Wang Linchi concluded from his plan, a note of silence in his thoughts. A one-meter-diameter Shariputra... this thing would be comparable to one produced from a cremated giant. Moreover, this thing was extremely fragile and couldn't withstand much impact or damage. If he dared to use it to smash people or block blades, the Shariputra would likely just shatter. After all, it was living equipment, not a true Shariputra.

Such a precious item... well, it's understandable if the 'culture medium' is a bit fragile, Wang Linchi conceded. He wasn't nitpicking; with limited conditions, one couldn't ask for too much. As long as it was usable, that was enough. Besides, this was essentially waste recycling. To demand both this and that on top of it would be too excessive.

It should take about three days. I hope nothing goes wrong. After all, this is like the prelude to stabbing the Martial Arts World, which, unlike the Chaotic God World, isn't a comatose patient with no reaction.

Then again, for a protagonist like me to do this sort of thing aligns with the world's long-term interests, but not its immediate ones.

Cannon fodder tools are just cannon fodder tools; this treatment certainly fits the definition of being discarded after use.