181: Think tank, Shinto!

In Suzhou and Hangzhou, the atmosphere was oppressively heavy.

This matter was bizarre and eerie.

And it only happened to those who had manifested their Soul.

"Actually, the black mist is Soul power."

Mo Xiaoyu said in a low voice.

She knew about this.

After all, when Captain Ye helped her manifest her Soul, he relied on the support of the black mist.

If he hadn't absorbed the black mist for a long time, Captain Ye might not have had enough Mental Energy to help everyone.

"Now the Black Mist Zones have all dissipated."

"They haven't dissipated; they've hidden underground."

"Captain Ye directed a wave of operations remotely, and the volcanoes in our country have all been cleared."

"Speaking of which, should we tell Captain Ye about this?"

A group of people gathered together, simply unable to make a decision.

This wasn't something a mere 'idea man' could solve.

It seemed to hide something much deeper.

After all, according to past rules, it was normal for one solar term to lay the groundwork for the next.

Letting Captain Ye make the decision was the best choice.

"Captain Ye isn't in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and he won't be back for a while."

Mo Xiaoyu spoke up again.

Captain Ye hadn't even returned when remotely controlling mushrooms to destroy volcanoes; asking him to interpret dreams for everyone... that was even more out of the question.

Furthermore, Captain Ye not returning at such a critical juncture might have his own profound reasons.

"Everyone, looking at our current state, I doubt we can research anything. Let's make the situation public to the Research Institute and let them get involved."

Cui Hu said.

He knew more than the others.

For example, Great Xia's Heaven-Chosen Profession.

If one made the connection, these fragmented pieces seemed to form a vast canopy.

Therefore,

he wanted to lay it out and truly study it thoroughly.

Everyone nodded.

Soon, the Research Institutes from various major cities gathered once again.

However, this time, the meeting didn't even get started.

The government.

They had stepped in and called a halt to it in the truest sense.

This made Cui Hu even more convinced of his theory.

And so,

he went back.

At this time, the Imperial Capital also rarely held a special meeting.

Cui Hu, as the person in charge of Professionals in the Imperial Capital, also participated.

This was the first time he learned of the government's stance in this great upheaval. Throughout the meeting, what Cui Hu heard made his scalp tingle.

"There's no need to discuss the authenticity of the Future Simulation anymore. If you can't even accept this, then in this anomaly, you can be classified as a remnant of the old era!"

In the meeting, The Executor directly set the tone.

After all, the high-level officials still had some doubts about the Future Simulation.

There was no process, only a result.

A result of pure failure.

This left many puzzled and confused—some were even constantly looking for ways to overturn it.

In the process of trying to overturn it, many bad things happened.

For instance, the exploration permissions for the Shennong Forbidden Zone back then—that was clearly someone trying to make things difficult for The Executor.

And the establishment of the Club—to say there was no one supporting it from behind was obviously impossible.

However, these things couldn't be said openly, as it would damage unity.

(I will slowly piece together a complete narrative later; writing it explicitly now is a bit dangerous.)

Rebuked by The Executor, the crowd looked indignant, but they stopped dwelling on the issue.

Finally, a big shot from the Civil Department spoke up;

"Then with this result as the core, we can deduce the entire framework. No matter what, our Great Xia ultimately chose to believe in the power of the collective."

"But in the end, this collective power failed."

"So, according to our initial thoughts, allowing Professionals to grow freely will eventually give birth to a most terrifying existence."

"I succeeded; Ye Su has already grown up and can no longer be restrained by us."

"But we also failed. The next Tomb Sweeping Day solar term is an incredibly important node. As the strongest among Professionals, Ye Su is ahead of everyone. Perhaps he has already sensed the problem, which is why he temporarily left Great Xia."

"Then—"

This big shot had a look of unwillingness on his face, even standing up as he spoke;

"Soul power—"

As he spoke, he glanced casually at the report, which was filled with the hard work of the Think Tank.

In the Think Tank, there was no shortage of eccentric dreamers; only with many such people could such absurdly imaginative ideas be connected!

"In other words, the final node of the Tomb Sweeping Day solar term that we eventually deduced should be—the Path of Faith!"

He gritted his teeth as he looked at the report.

What kind of wild imagination did this Think Tank have!

"Cui Hu, for your group of people with manifested Souls, whoever your hearts trust most, the Power Of Faith will manifest that person."

"Once the Tomb Sweeping Day solar term arrives, this Power Of Faith will push them to an unimaginable level."

"This perfectly explains the Ye Su in Mo Xiaoyu's mind, the Ying Si in Mo Bosha's mind, and the spectating state of you and Li Qiankun."

"In terms of conventional combat power, Ying Si would be no match for Ye Su, but in the struggle for faith, the two are currently neck and neck, as each has only one follower."

"Of course, this is all temporary."

"Once the Tomb Sweeping Day solar term arrives and a large number of Soul-manifested individuals emerge among Great Xia's Professionals, Ye Su will receive the final empowerment in a crushing manner—"

"In the Think Tank's report, this path is called: The Path to Godhood."

"So, is that fellow Ye Su coming back or not?"

Everyone present was a bit dazed.

This conclusion, this process, this deduction—who could possibly wrap their head around it?

But regardless of whether this was the truth or not,

Ye Su should have felt something himself.

While everyone else was struggling in the Second Stage, his third stage had already matured.

He should have even more perceptions.

Leaving Great Xia at a time like this.

Could it be—he's unwilling?

Holy crap.

You wake up and, hey, you've become a god.

What's there to be dissatisfied about?

Power, martial might, wealth, faith... all within reach.

This is much more reliable than a Golden Throne.

And yet he ran off to the outside world?

It's not like we have to beg you.

That wouldn't be appropriate, right?

Cui Hu rubbed his nose.

It was indeed a bit hard to figure out why Ye Su ran off.

Could it be that he's really not satisfied?

--- "Achoo..."

Sitting next to Shan Jun, Ye Su sneezed.

"Who the hell is talking behind my back?"

He said dissatisfactorily.

"Hmph," Shan Jun gave a cold laugh.

"There are too many people who want you dead. What's so strange about that?"

Ye Su pursed his lips.

In his giant ape form, he was becoming more and more uninhibited.

He simply lay down and said,

"Shan Jun, tell me, what will the scene be like during Tomb Sweeping Day?"

"I don't know, but I have a premonition."

Shan Jun was quite serious.

"Tomb Sweeping Day will be a solar term where individual strength takes a massive leap."

"Don't look at how arrogant and domineering you are now, Ye Su. It's quite possible that during that solar term, you'll be reduced to a minor character."

"Is that so? Then it's not a big problem. Just don't pull any of that 'descent' crap on me. Planet Blue is a bit fragile."