184: fucked world

Looking back at the past month or so of the global mutation process.

Regarding the various paths running rampant within Great Xia, one cannot say it was a mistake of values, only a failure of methodology.

No one is willing to accept the final outcome of failure.

Everyone is exerting effort, wanting their own path to become the ultimate correct one.

Their persistence has woven a great web, and everyone is deeply entangled within it, unable to extricate themselves.

---Ye Su still hasn't returned.

But Great Xia's development will not stop.

Every person, every Suzhou and Hangzhou, and every faction is putting in their all, frantically increasing their combat power.

The combat power of large-scale battle groups has already been verified.

Standardized equipment for Professionals has taken shape.

Second Stage combat power enhancements are gradually becoming mainstream.

The Streamline Realm has become a height that everyone can reach.

The three major potions—Healing, Recovery, and Spiritual Power—have already been released.

The Method of Qi and Blood Integration is almost standard for Professional teams.

Expansion!

This is simply a rapid expansion of combat power.

The existing Professionals in Great Xia are all rapidly increasing their strength.

It seems as if everything is flourishing, and the world of Professionals is beginning to prosper.

--- "profession scrolls are already in short supply."

Zhuge Hu said, briefing Mo Xiaoyu;

"Whether it's Suzhou and Hangzhou or other cities, profession scrolls have already become the rarest items."

"I've basically scavenged most of the profession scrolls from other countries, but they still can't keep up with the speed at which Professionals are being produced."

"Professionals—their total number is starting to reach a ceiling."

This is a real predicament.

After all, profession scrolls are obtained from treasure chests.

During this solar term, no treasure chests have descended.

At this rate of consumption, a global shortage of profession scrolls is inevitable.

Mo Du is taking a new path.

That is the Martial Artist system.

Relying on pure Physique enhancement and the cracked basic Martial Arts, they are letting those without profession scrolls take this path.

Their combat power is not as strong as that of Professionals.

But it is nonetheless a method.

However.

The drawbacks of this method are very obvious.

Their combat power can't compare to Professionals, they consume more resources than Professionals, yet their combat power lags behind, let alone high-end combat power.

As a result.

A major problem has emerged.

That is, the number of Professionals will become fixed; for every one that dies, there will be one less.

For overall development, this is simply a dead end leading to decline.

Could it be that in the future, we can only rely on pure Martial Artists?

Stop joking; it's impossible.

Professionals and Martial Artists are two completely different things!

"Mo Du's side—"

Mo Xiaoyu said.

"They haven't held anything back, but being a Martial Artist isn't the right path."

"Or rather, if the entire mutation were peaceful, perhaps after decades or centuries of development, Martial Artists would have their own system."

"But for now, it's absolutely impossible to have any results!"

It's just drinking poison to quench thirst.

The shortcomings of Martial Artists are too obvious.

That is, their combat power is weak, and they require extremely powerful Talent.

Without the help of Professional Talents, Skills, and other abilities, they rely entirely on the Martial Artist's own comprehension of Secret Techniques to bolster their combat power.

This is purely dependent on Talent!

And people with that kind of Talent wouldn't become Martial Artists.

Even if profession scrolls are scarce, they would still choose to nurture such talented individuals!

"Despair beneath the revelry—"

Mo Xiaoyu sighed.

It's like a rapidly developing game where everything is flourishing, but the basic resources are about to run dry.

"Should we notify Captain Ye?"

"No need, it would only add to his worries."

Zhuge Hu said, scratching his head.

What could notifying Ye Su do? Scrolls fall from the sky.

Who can decide whether scrolls fall from the sky or not!

What a joke.

"Then let's just take it one step at a time."

"That's all we can do."

In fact, all the major cities are about the same.

The people at the bottom are reveling, and their strength is rapidly improving.

While the people at the top are having massive headaches; essential resources for Professionals have already begun to run dry.

And so they endured, as time passed bit by bit.

And Tomb Sweeping Day was fast approaching.

The closer it got to Tomb Sweeping Day, the more oppressive the atmosphere of the entire world became.

A restlessness deep within the Soul, like a scorching fire, baked the strong, making it impossible for them to find peace of mind.

The Asura Kingdom.

Shan Jun felt an inexplicable sense of irritability, his massive body unable to sit or stand still.

And Ye Su also felt that he had become quite irritable.

He felt like he wanted to find something to destroy.

"There are only three days left until Tomb Sweeping Day. Ye Su, do you feel it?"

Shan Jun said.

"I feel... increasingly irritable."

"Not that, but the earth has begun to emanate Soul aura."

Shan Jun said with dissatisfaction;

"I can feel that these auras are gentle; they have already begun to nourish life!"

"Under this nourishment, the Sea of Consciousness of every life form will undergo changes, thereby giving birth to a Soul..."

It wasn't strange for Shan Jun to know these things; Ye Su had mentioned them to him.

"If they're born, they're born."

"You don't care? You should know that once Souls are born, the criteria for evaluating the strong will change. No matter how strong your physical body is, once your Soul is destroyed, you are truly dead."

What the two were discussing more was whether new attack patterns would emerge after the manifestation of the Soul.

Soul attack.

This is definitely a topic that cannot be avoided regarding Tomb Sweeping Day.

"Compared to that, I'm more concerned about whether new races will come to this planet."

Ye Su exhaled a puff of white mist;

"New enemies mean new crises."

From the beginning, the letter from the future had said that the mutation of animals and plants was just a troublesome problem in the early stages.

These words were like a curse.

They had been haunting Ye Su.

The situation is already chaotic enough; if a few more races join the free-for-all, it will be a real headache.

If a race with high intelligence arrives, it will be even more of a headache.

Humans can currently hold their own against these races because their brains are more useful.

That is the only advantage.

Hearing this, Shan Jun became even more restless.

But he was helpless.

The two had no choice but to wait in this state of anxiety.

Time would not stand still.

A light rain before Tomb Sweeping Day fell slowly.

The drizzle, fine as ox hair, brought a cold, stinging sensation.

Tomb Sweeping Day.

It's almost here!

---The night of April 4, 2035.

This was a sleepless night.

Tomorrow—or rather, in a few hours—it would be the Tomb Sweeping Day season.

The drizzle continued to fall.

Yet a vast number of life forms across the globe felt a restlessness.

As if—their Souls were about to undergo Soul Emergence.

"A drizzling rain falls on Tomb Sweeping Day; the travelers on the road look as if their Souls are lost!"

As the clock hands ticked.

This season, which was almost universally anticipated.

Finally arrived.

Ye Su was alone on a mountain peak.

He reached out his hand.

As he pulled it back, a letter was caught between his fingers.

"Fortunately, the letter is bound to me, not to a specific location."

"Now... let's see what kind of gift this solar term brings to the world!"

Ye Su took a deep breath.

And slowly opened it;

[Hahaha—this messed up world.]

[Ye Su, the show is starting!]