dhibooks Chapter 333 Brave New World
Chapter 333 Brave New World
The last fragment turned into specks of light and dissipated into the void.
"Oh my god—Niu Niu is finally dead!"
Jiang Youyou snuggled into Jiang Ling's arms, rubbing her little head against his chest, "Daddy~ You're so amazing..."
"Hmm..." Jiang Ling rubbed Jiang Youyou's little head and said with a smile, "I didn't expect my future daughter with Youyou to be so cute."
Jiang Kongkong gently tugged at his sleeve, her small, icy hands clutching his cuff, and stood quietly to the side.
Jiang Ling ruffled her two daughters' hair and looked up into the depths of the void.
"It's time to retrieve the 'History of Time'."
There is a faint golden crack there, which is the entrance to the sky.
He raised his hand and waved it, and a silver spatial rift unfolded in front of him.
The three of them walked in side by side.
After passing through the spatial turbulence, the scene before us suddenly changed.
The once magnificent and splendid sky, suspended high in the heavens.
It is now just ruins.
The golden temple collapsed into ruins.
The road paved with white jade was covered with cracks.
The air was thick with the stench of blood and the burnt smell of dissipated divine power.
Countless corpses of gods lay scattered on the ground, their divine essence shattered, their divine blood staining every inch of the land.
The gods who once looked down upon all living beings from a high place.
Now they are all cold corpses.
Jiang Pianpian stood on the broken pillar at the highest point of the sky, her hands behind her back.
Her long, golden hair danced in the wind.
The thunderous longsword in his hand was still dripping with black divine blood.
Her body was covered in blood, her eyes were as cold as frost, and lingering lightning power surrounded her...
Hmm, her personality is completely different from that of the little devil Miyu's mother...
Seeing Jiang Ling and the other two approaching, she sheathed her sword, jumped down from the broken pillar, and nodded slightly.
"Father, all the gods have been slain."
Behind her stood a girl in a white dress.
The girl looked somewhat bewildered.
She is Yuan, the strongest of the Sorrow of the Gods.
When she looked up and met Jiang Ling's gaze, a jolt of electricity surged from the depths of her mind.
Yuan's body suddenly began to glow.
She was enveloped in a soft white light.
Her body gradually became transparent, turning into countless tiny specks of light that swirled and coalesced in the air.
In the end, the points of light converged to form an ancient book.
The book is made entirely of an unknown golden material, and the cover is blank; from any angle, only a smooth cover is visible.
It floats silently in mid-air, exuding an ancient and sacred aura, as if it carries the past and future of the entire world.
This is the history book of time.
The ultimate artifact that existed since the beginning of the world records everything that has happened and will happen, and is also a symbol of the power of Heaven to rule the world.
After merging the pure love harem heavenly way.
He learned the location of the Book of Time from the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao in the harem.
The Book of Time is the origin of the God's Sorrow, and also one of the Heavenly Dao's backup plans, precisely to prevent the Heavenly Dao of the Ox from finding traces of the Book of Time.
The annals of time sensed the supreme aura of the Heavenly Dao emanating from Jiang Ling.
It flew automatically into his hand and gently landed in his palm.
The pages turned on their own without any wind, revealing the first page.
On the yellowed pages of the book.
The dense text is fading away rapidly.
In the end, only one line of clear, large gold text remained:
The age of gods has come to a complete end.
[Please, the next Heavenly Dao, decide the future direction of this world.]
He now has two choices.
The first option is to completely erase all supernatural powers from the world and turn it into a purely mortal world.
There are no gods, no ghosts, and no supernatural phenomena.
Human beings will rely on their own technological development to experience birth, aging, illness, and death, following the natural cycle of reincarnation.
This is the simplest and safest option.
He hardly needs to bear any causal responsibility.
However, the price is that when the great terror from beyond the realm descends again, humanity, having lost its superhuman powers, will be utterly powerless to resist.
He was left alone to fight against the great terror from beyond the boundary.
The second option is to elevate the world to a higher dimension and create a completely new, extraordinary system.
This choice is the most difficult and the most dangerous.
The old system of gods had completely collapsed and was no longer usable. He had to start from scratch and design a new, ingenious, rational, and self-sustaining system.
Moreover, the stronger the extraordinary power, the heavier the karmic burden that the Heavenly Dao must bear.
The birth, aging, illness, and death of every individual within the system, as well as their good and evil deeds.
Ultimately, it will all backfire on him.
more importantly.
He had to design a system that was more advanced than the divine system.
The old divine system was essentially a form of slavery—the gods bestowed meager power upon mortals and then exploited their faith for sustenance.
Mortals are forever slaves to the gods.
If the new system cannot surpass it, then the dimensional ascension has failed.
Holding the history book, Jiang Ling stood atop the collapsing sky, head bowed in deep thought.
The wind blew past his ears, carrying the stench of divine blood and the dust of ruins.
He looked down at the Earth.
It was a beautiful blue planet inhabited by billions of humans, including the people he loved and everything he wanted to protect.
He cannot choose the mortal world.
The threat of great terror from beyond the borders has never disappeared.
Niu Niu Tian Dao was just the first pioneer.
There are even more terrifying beings lurking in the shadows.
What if humanity lost its superhuman powers?
When disaster strikes.
The whole world will descend into madness, and he alone cannot protect everyone.
"I never imagined that becoming the Heavenly Dao would require doing all these things..." Jiang Ling murmured.
Harem: "Indeed, you are a demon from beyond the heavens, possessing a knowledge system and insight that surpasses this world."
"This is why I am willing to sacrifice myself to pave the way for you."
He needs to choose a path that can transcend the divine system.
However, this matter cannot be rushed.
Jiang Ling closed the book of history and absorbed it into her body.
The new system needs careful consideration.
He decided to put it on hold for the time being.
We'll start planning after we've dealt with the immediate crisis.
He looked up into the depths of the universe, his gaze sharpening.
A giant meteorite is rapidly approaching Earth.
……
Geneva, International Aerospace Centre.
The control room, 300 meters underground, was brightly lit.
On a huge holographic screen.
It clearly shows a meteorite with a diameter of 30 kilometers, hurtling towards Earth at a speed of 20 kilometers per second.
The red warning light on the screen flashed wildly and emitted a piercing buzzing sound.
The control room was packed with people, including heads of state from major countries and the world's top scientists.
Everyone was pale-faced, staring blankly at the meteorite on the screen; despair almost overwhelmed the entire room.
Shen Yuntian sat in the backstage office, rubbing his temples.
"Mr. Shen, we still can't get through on this call..."
The guard turned pale after the 314th unanswered call.
"Keep fighting," Shen Yuntian said coldly.
"Orbital Laser Cannon fully charged!"
Outside, a technician reported to him in a trembling voice:
"All gun barrels have locked onto the target!"
"Launch," Shen Yuntian's voice was hoarse.
More than a dozen thick red lasers shot out from launch pads in various corners of the earth, converging into a dazzling beam of light that slammed into the meteorite.
A violent explosion occurred in space, with flames shooting into the sky.
But when the firelight died down, everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.
The meteorite only had a thin layer melted on its surface and was still heading towards Earth.
"it's useless……"
An elderly scientist with white hair slumped in a chair, tears streaming down his face.
"Even with our current technology, including space-based orbital cannons, it's impossible to push a meteorite with a diameter of thirty kilometers across the deflection line..."
"It has crossed the final offset line."
Another technician said in a trembling voice, "According to calculations, it will hit the central Pacific Ocean in seventeen minutes. The shockwave from the impact will trigger massive earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanic eruptions worldwide. Ash will block out sunlight for years, plants will die in large numbers, and humans... humans will become extinct."
No one speaks.
Only heavy breathing and suppressed sobs remained in the control room.
Some people took out their phones to send their last messages to their families; some closed their eyes and prayed silently; some opened bottles of liquor and drank one gulp after another, waiting for death to come.
Shen Yuntian did not give up.
He kept dialing that number over and over again.
This is humanity's last hope.
If Jiang Ling doesn't come either, then there really won't be anything left.
Just then, the phone was suddenly connected.
The crisp ringing of the bell sounded exceptionally loud in the deathly silent office.
Shen Yuntian's hand trembled, and he almost dropped his phone.
Okay, okay, it's working now...
He took a deep breath, gestured for the guard to leave, and then pressed the answer button with trembling hands.
"Mr. Shen, I had some things on my end before, but they've been resolved now."
"You're looking for me because of that meteorite, right?"
Shen Yuntian took a deep breath and nodded vigorously:
"That's right! Jiang Ling! The meteorite has crossed the deflection line! It will hit Earth in seventeen minutes... Detailed information has been sent to your email..."
"If we can't push the meteorite away, everyone will die..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Ling calmly said, "It doesn't matter, I will take action."
The phone hangs up.
Shen Yuntian, holding his phone, sat back down in his chair with a sigh of relief.
"Phew... With you here, humanity is truly blessed."
……
Between the Earth and the Moon's orbits.
Jiang Ling crossed her arms and floated silently in the void.
Golden Heavenly Dao power circulated around him, forming a faint halo.
The three golden lotuses above his head slowly rotated, emanating a sacred and powerful aura.
He watched the meteorite getting closer and closer, then looked up at the vast and boundless universe.
The dark universe is boundless, dotted with countless twinkling stars.
The endless depths of space allow us to see ourselves more clearly.
He fell into deep thought, recalling the old pantheon.
Those high and mighty gods who regard all living beings as ants.
There has never been a savior.
There has never been any high and mighty deity who would bestow power without reason.
Human destiny should be in human hands.
He raised his hand and summoned the Book of History once again.
The book pages turned automatically and stopped at the line of text "Age of Gods".
Jiang Ling stretched out her finger, and golden Heavenly Dao power gathered at her fingertip.
He gently crossed out the four characters "Age of Gods," and then, stroke by stroke, wrote down two large characters:
[The Era of Ascension]
There has never been any god who bestows power.
He envisioned a completely new world.
In this world.
There are no lofty gods, and no cruel exploitation of faith.
Every person, regardless of their background or social status, can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through their own efforts, cultivate themselves into an immortal, and take control of their own destiny.
The weak can become strong through hard work, and the strong can protect those they want to protect.
This is the world he wants.
A world where everyone can ascend to immortality.
The moment the last stroke was made, the annals of history burst forth with a dazzling golden light.
The pages turn automatically, and new text is being generated rapidly:
On July 12, 2035, a meteorite from outer space fell to Earth, carrying a massive amount of primordial cosmic energy, triggering a global spiritual resurgence.
The old era has ended, and the new era has begun.
This marks the first year of the Ascension Era.
Jiang Ling closed the book and looked up at the meteorite that was now almost within reach.
He slowly raised his right hand.
A barely perceptible golden light shot from his fingertips, traversing hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and landed on the meteorite.
On the large screen in the control room
Inside the control room, everyone was staring intently at the holographic screen.
The meteorite grew larger and closer, casting a shadow of death over everyone's hearts.
Just then, something unexpected happened.
The meteorite, which was originally indestructible, suddenly began to glow from within.
Golden light emanated from every crack in the meteorite, growing brighter and brighter until it enveloped the entire meteorite.
To everyone's astonishment, the massive meteorite neither exploded nor shattered.
It floated quietly above the Pacific Ocean, and then began to slowly decompose.
Countless tiny golden specks fell from the meteorite, like a golden rain, sprinkling down on every corner of the earth.
Golden raindrops fall on the ocean, making the seawater shimmer; they fall on the forest, causing withered trees to sprout new buds and wild grasses to grow wildly; they fall on the city.
Nobody knows what happened.
But everyone felt that the world had changed.
Shen Yuntian stood in front of the control panel, watching the meteorite dissipate on the screen and the golden specks flying everywhere, and finally felt completely relieved.
At the same time, he thought of Jiang Ling again and couldn't help but sigh:
"This level of attainment is beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"What level has he reached?"