Chapter 479 The Road Ahead for Civilization

"Oh, well, maybe they will have some abnormal conditions. For example, they forget some things, or accidentally see things beyond cognition in their dreams, leading to a state of revelation."

When pointed out by Avis, the Speaker showed a slightly helpless look.

"However, compared with death, these consequences are still much lighter, aren't they?"

"Yes, they forget everything about themselves after waking up, or completely lose their minds and fall into madness."

Avis shook his head, his tone sarcastic.

"Your "eloquence" seems to be worse than I thought, Lord Far."

"That's because I don't need to convince anyone, Lord Zast. Because they can't do anything except express their opinions.

And now, you see, they can't even express their opinions."

While casually responding, the Speaker gestured to the many sleeping ninth-levels.

"And, Lord Zast, according to your philosophy, there is no absolute fairness in this world, only fairness for the majority and fairness for the minority.

Using these hopeless ordinary people and low- and middle-level professionals, as well as a few ninth-level people, in exchange for the hope of the entire human civilization to continue to move forward, isn't this another kind of fairness?"

"The human civilization mentioned by Lord Far refers to the ninth-level limit that may not even add up to three digits?"

Watching the ceremony coldly, Avis estimated the time it would take for the speaker's ceremony and network power to gather, with an indifferent tone.

"And, how can you be sure that, assuming that the ceiling wall is really broken, we can get the hope of a breakthrough, rather than attracting terrifying foreign objects?"

"I can answer your two questions."

In the dream world that was becoming more and more distorted and absurd, the speaker showed a strange smile.

Since the ceremony was about to be completed, he was in a very good mood and wanted to find someone to talk about his experience. At this moment, Avis just fits the identity of this audience.

"First of all, it is not only the existing ninth-level professionals who have hope, but all professionals who break through the ninth level from today onwards.

Perhaps ninety-nine percent of people will never be able to break through the ninth level in their lifetime, but for the remaining few geniuses, the road ahead of them will be truly open, instead of being trapped here like us."

"Yes, compared with the entire human race, their number is still insignificant. But the reason why humans can continue to develop to this day and eventually rule this continent is precisely because of these few strongest people!

If there are no strongest people, and only millions of ordinary people are left, then they will immediately cut off the inheritance of most magic and knowledge, and then quickly die under the ravages of natural disasters and predators.

On the contrary, a ninth-level person who relies on his own strength to preserve all the information of human existence. It only takes a few decades to recreate a human kingdom with a total population of over one million."

Looking at Anvis with a bright look, the speaker's tone was extremely serious.

"Like the flooded Ladson ant colony, even if 99% of the worker ants died in the flood, as long as the queen ant is still alive, it can develop into a new, even larger ant colony in the future.

But if the queen ant dies, even if most of the worker ants are still alive, they will also be quickly destroyed due to the disappearance of the queen ant."

"So, as the strongest, we are the real core of human civilization--"

As he said this, as if to strengthen his tone, the Speaker's left hand swung an arc in the air.

"As for your other question, do you know, Lord Zast? I have been trapped in this realm for more than a thousand years!

During these thousand years, I have traveled to all the dangerous places on the continent. Even the forbidden zone of life, which is considered a Jedi for the ninth level, I have been deep into it more than once.

However, no matter where I am, I can't see any way to go further. Until the last time I went deep into the forbidden zone of life, I met it."

"It is not a native species of this world. When I met it, it was seriously injured, with only a wisp of illusory image and steam left.

I signed a symbiotic contract with it, so it survived and shared with me its extensive knowledge in the boundless sea of ​​stars."

"The most important thing is that it also pointed out to me the reason why I can't make any progress. That is, the rules of this world are not complete compared to the outside world, but present a special state of partial vacancy.

As long as this part of the rules is not supplemented, then any existence in this world will never be able to perceive the complete rules!"

At this point, the Speaker finally made a final summary of his words with some reluctance.

"So, do you understand, Lord Zast?

Even after the Zenith Wall is broken, this world still cannot break through the ninth level. Then I will leave this world directly. Go and pursue, to explore a wider sea of ​​stars!

Until I find what I need to break through, or fall in the endless journey!"

As the Speaker spoke, strange "snowflakes" gradually began to fall from the sky.

They condensed out of thin air from the empty night sky, also with a hint of dark yellow. Although they look like snow, they do not melt, and there is no temperature at all.

At the same time, as the snowflakes fell, the power of the old secret scripture on the surface of Anvis's clone suddenly increased, as if it was under some kind of huge pressure.

The many sleeping ninth-orders below did not receive such treatment. Accompanied by the strange music from the distant deep space, snowflakes fell on their bodies, and they were gradually covered by snow, turning into sleeping ice sculptures.

Snowflakes fell, and everything was silent.

"So, is this the reason why you chose to succumb to the external existence?"

Frowning at the speaker in the ritual array, Avis's eyes stared at his eyes through the fluttering snowflakes.

"It's not surrender, but cooperation. I want to go further. It wants to leave here. So, I reached a cooperation with it, that's all."

Looking into Avis's blue eyes, the speaker shook his head, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Join us, Lord Zast, this will be the last time I invite you. Before the will of the dream master really pays attention to this place, all the conditions I have proposed before will remain valid."

"I'm sorry, Lord Far, I appreciate your kindness."

At this time, Avis suddenly sensed something and suddenly laughed.

"Well now, if you don't mind, I want to do something for this world."

As Avis spoke, a power that the Speaker was very familiar with suddenly descended into Avis' body.

"The power of the construction network?!"

The Speaker was stunned, and looking at Avis whose power was rising steadily, his eyes suddenly became clear.

"So it's you, the prophet 'Mirror'..."

"Yes, that's my other identity."

Adapting to the sudden surge of power in his body, Avis smiled at the Speaker, raised his right hand flat, and aimed his palm at the ritual array.

The terrifying magic power gathered in front of his palm, compressed into an extremely dazzling blue-white ball of light, reflecting the flying snow in the sky.

With the nearly unlimited supply of construction network power, this magic ball, which was only compressed with the simplest structure, exuded a power fluctuation that clearly broke through the limit-breaking level.