CHAPTER 116: CHAPTER 105: TO BECOME A GOD, FIRST BECOME MORTAL

The eighth year.

The entire Mechanical Dynasty was rapidly advancing.

They began studying the fluctuations of the soul, analyzing the resonance of souls, continually researching the souls of powerful beings of the third realm, and started parsing the primordial mysteries of life.

The structure of the soul of life was gradually being uncovered by them.

"My king!"

A Minister of Machinery stepped forward and loudly said, "According to our analysis, the so-called condensation of willpower in creatures is essentially the condensation of a seed, which is a kind of soul seed that enhances the qualitative change of the soul."

In their scientific analysis, the essence of willpower is a soul seed, which can enhance the soul’s energy level once condensed.

He continued, "The so-called Martial Dao willpower, in our view, is divided into individual willpower and collective willpower."

"Oh?" Hongqi asked calmly.

"Individual willpower is gathered by oneself... Collective willpower is gathered with the help of the group." The Minister of Machinery said brightly, "And collective willpower is further divided into two types: Human Emperor willpower and Divine willpower."

"In the records, we initially believed this was a change of mindset, requiring one to live a life as an emperor or god, and with such a mindset, one could break through to the fourth realm, but that is not the case."

"We found out that it actually requires one to live a lifetime as a Human Emperor or a god, constantly receiving the worship, resonance, and faith of countless beings and experts to gather it...."

The crowd listened in silence.

It turns out, living a life as a Human Emperor or god was to gain the resonance and worship of others’ willpower...

"As they say, the sharpness of a sword comes from being honed, and the worship of countless others tempers one’s willpower, like countless hammers shaping the sword to condense it!"

"According to our research, a thousand Grandmasters’ worship and devout faith, continually honing, are needed to condense the willpower of a Human Emperor... The domineering aura of an Emperor of the Human World!"

"Perhaps it requires more than a hundred thousand Grandmasters of the third realm, and countless beings’ worship, soul resonance, to converge in the unseen and form the Divine willpower! ...But not necessarily, with formidable talent and soul mutation, fewer numbers might still achieve a breakthrough, much like a prime sword blank that forms with minimal forging."

Hongqi sat high above, his expression subdued, and said, "So it is! These data are theoretical, given the differences in innate talent."

Suddenly, Hongqi’s voice rose, overlooking the citizens below,

"Our lineage of machinery worships materialism, trusts logic, and I said those mysterious things seemed odd. How could it purely be a mindset? So, it is!"

"That is to say, even if one is an emperor of the human world with a hundred thousand Grandmasters’ worship and countless resonances of willpower, one would naturally break through the fourth realm without declaring oneself a god!"

"The so-called divine willpower was a lie all along!"

However, in the next moment, his expression changed suddenly, contradicting his earlier words:

"But a life form with the worship of a hundred thousand Grandmasters must have a vast population... With such high faith, worship from all beings..."

"It must be the Human Emperor with great merit within the race, and such an existence would already be regarded as a True God among the people, even without self-deification!"

"However, since our race’s thousand Grandmasters’ worship reaches the threshold of Human Emperor’s willpower, why haven’t I broken through?" Hongqi questioned with confusion: "Could it be that my talent is below average?"

"Your Majesty’s talent is naturally the highest, eight hundred Grandmasters’ willpower might be all it takes to break through, but because Your Majesty is just, selfless, cold, and rational, you fail to gather the willpower of a Human Emperor." The Minister of Machinery slowly explained.

Hongqi’s heart stirred mysteriously, "Why?"

"Looking at our whole civilization, our entire race, resembles the same willpower, as if it’s cloned from one person."

The voice of the Minister of Machinery was also extremely cold as he continued, "Our willpower is incredibly uniform, like a clone from a mold, all cold, just, and absolutely rational...."

"In other words, we are divine beings without a ’heart.’

"We do not understand the seven emotions and six desires, have no love, no impulse, no desire, only absolute logic and absolute rationality, not truly human; thus, we cannot gather the willpower of a Human Emperor."

Hongqi was silent; the cultivation of robots is indeed challenging.

This means, unless they abandon rationality, learn impulsiveness, deceit, lies, joy, and happiness... becoming true life forms, they will never breakthrough.

"To become a god, first become mortal."

As these words were spoken, the entire Mechanical Dynasty erupted in fervor.

...

Fu Qingjun listened to their analysis and suddenly saw the light.

"Collective willpower...."

"The resonance of all beings...."

For other races previously, it was extremely vague, just managing to break through to the fourth realm by force.

Now, with the explanation of the principles of the entire realm, they clearly understood the truth of the fourth realm!

"If that’s the way to put it, there are actually two methods to break through the fourth realm."

Fu Qingjun lowered his expression solemnly.

Because he had used the other method to breakthrough.

"They absorb the worship and faith of all beings, using the willpower of all beings, like a great hammer, to temper their willpower, belonging to.... becoming a saint through merit!"

"And I, not believing in ghosts and gods, not receiving the faith of all beings, not even recognizing who I am in my heart, not speaking of the martial virtues, forcibly breaking through with my brute strength, isn’t that becoming a saint through the physical body? Correcting the way with strength?"

Fu Qingjun’s heart trembled with caution.

However, his method must inherently be extremely difficult.

My own soul is thousands of times... forcefully breaking through the third realm. For others to accumulate a soul thousands of times, it’s nearly impossible!

"What a mechanical civilization, absolutely rational!"

Fu Qingjun admired, feeling exhilarated. The always enigmatic fourth realm finally became clear!

In reality, by continuously overthrowing civilizations and rebuilding them, I have quickly deduced to this extent. It seems that the fourth realm of civilization is not far from me in actuality.

...

At this time.

The entire space has already passed nine years.

In those days, Fu Qingjun spent seventeen years within, yet it pales in comparison to their current experience.

Previously, they were all savage tribes, like beasts. Now they have finally developed an accumulation.

"If the population is thus, then I cannot break through." Hongqi, feeling very dejected, proclaimed himself king within a room like a snail. "I can only use the present as a foundation to develop the basic sciences of various civilizations!"

"Magic pattern technology" began to evolve.

As magic mechanicians, they researched their brain circuits, began to move beyond computer software programming, studying the structure of their host hardware and attempting improvements.

This action equated to human body modification technology, altering their body structure and brain circuits.

But they quickly discovered that with their current technological level, although body modification technology enhanced their abilities and various aspects, it caused various diseases.

Brain paralysis, various side effects, extremely poor stability; soon, numerous cases arose. Because of this, the body modification technology was swiftly halted by the Mechanical Dynasty.

Legal systems began to form, starting to prohibit body modification technology.

The tenth year.

They began developing telepathic technology, using electromagnetic waves for long-distance consciousness communication. At the same time, they researched using circuits to carry the entire spiritual power.

They even began disassembling mobile phones to study their construction, but soon stopped because they found it useless.

The chips and structures of mobile phones, compared to the precision of their outer shells, were pitifully crude.

"Stupid Earth programmers are simply too weak."

The Android system, Apple system, and others within had been completely comprehended by them and replaced by their more advanced brain snail system programs.

The eleventh year.

"I will establish a world!"

"The world is small, but our clan has a vast heart!"

This snail, holding the data scepter granted by Fu Qingjun, wearing a crown, sat on the throne and spoke calmly.

Online games began to develop rapidly.

Telepathy became fully mature, establishing a vast mind-connected network.

Within it, they built enormous virtual worlds, using their AI algorithms to create countless NPCs living within.

They called this... "Wizard’s Magic Net."

They were a committee of one thousand people, continually living within, although this was not a virtual space but a desktop computer game, similar to virtual life games like The Elder Scrolls series, and other sandbox games.

The real world, fully simulated, and the integrations of the soul required algorithms and computing power far too vast; they could at most produce excellent electronic network games.

Hongqi, once again leading the entire civilization era, loaded countless excellent video games on their computer desktops, based on human computer game development, optimized,

Fantasy, Immortal Chivalry, Strategy, RPG...

Numerous snails developed tremendous intelligence through it!

Boom!

Each mechanician was a god of their own virtual world, with Hongqi being the god among gods.

In this computer city, they learned Chinese and also the language of wizards, using two languages as official languages was not a difficult task.

The magic net world flourished tremendously, civilizations at their peak!

"Three thousand worlds!"

This powerful race, only one thousand strong, began to focus on spiritual culture.

Developing music, novels, art within, learning the various cultural developments of humans.

But regrettably, their novels were like mundane daily accounts without any waves, and their art was entirely realistic, their painting was like a real camera with no infused emotions, monotonous.

"Can’t this race really break through the fourth realm?" Fu Qingjun could only smile wryly upon seeing this.

If forever halted at the third realm, then this race I created is incomplete.

"No, there’s still a possibility for breakthrough!"

Suddenly thinking of something, Fu Qingjun fell silent for a moment, then began to find a bookstore among the ruins, searching a bookshelf continuously,

"Surely there are many, well, I can only help you up to here, as for whether you succeed, I have no certainty."