671: Gradually declining moral bottom line

Tiannan Star.

The blood moon had already set, and the land was once again covered in silver.

Yang Dian, who had walked out of the Star Core Space, looked down at the two sisters lying on the small bed.

Song Qiqi smacked her lips, as if dreaming of something wonderful, a happy smile on her face.

Song Jiajia's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although she was trying very hard to pretend to be asleep, her ceaselessly flickering Mental Energy was as bright as a firefly in the night to Yang Dian's perception.

'Pretending to sleep?'

No sooner had the thought fallen than the power of fate, which Yang Dian had just grasped and could not actively use, suddenly flickered.

Scene after scene, experiences Yang Dian had never gone through, abruptly jumped into his mind.

Over a year ago, outside the window, dark clouds covered the sky, and lightning flashed.

A golden bolt of lightning transformed into a sphere, descending from the dark clouds and rolling into the room, where it transformed into a silkworm.

One was slightly transparent, directly burrowing into the place where Song Qiqi's Soul resided.

Then it shed its skin and underwent Rebirth.

The silkworm skin nourished the Soul, and the newborn Soul silkworm opened up a Soul space, enhancing her foundation.

The other's body was also transparent, shimmering with threads of flowing light.

This silkworm of the rule named Time appeared and immediately landed on Song Jiajia's glabella, eventually merging with her.

Then, Yang Dian experienced her entire life through Song Jiajia's perspective.

Growing up, going to school, and then being harassed by her gambling addict father.

Song Jiajia didn't want her mother and sister to be oppressed by her gambling addict father for their entire lives, so in the dead of night, she called the Huaxia Moral Tribunal.

A day later, the Moral Tribunal ruled that her gambling addict father was morally deficient and required re-education through labor.

Thus, the world had one less gambler.

In the frozen land to the north, which the Huaxia people named Siberia, there was one more diligent potato farmer.

Initially, Song Jiajia was grateful for everything Huaxia had done.

Whether it was eliminating the United Army and liberating the Tiannan Star people from the dark rule of the United Army.

Or establishing the Moral Tribunal, allowing the moral standards of Tiannan Star to consistently maintain a very high level.

Even if this high morality only appeared under strong pressure, she was still grateful.

Until she held a high position, and in an accidental incident, she learned about Huaxia's actions on Tiannan Star.

The world possessed Spiritual Qi.

Spiritual Qi is the foundation of all extraordinary powers.

Whether it's strengthening oneself, cultivating spirit beasts, planting Spirit Medicine, and so on, all extraordinary paths cannot do without the participation of Spiritual Qi.

However, Huaxia had laid down the Heaven-Mending Great Array on Tiannan Star.

It devoured the Spirit of Tiannan Star to mend the heavens of Huaxia.

Huaxia not only shattered the Star Core of Tiannan Star, causing the planet to lose its potential for growth and turn into a Blessed Land.

It also laid down a great array to devour the Spiritual Qi of Tiannan Star, denying the Tiannan Star people any extraordinary opportunities.

Furthermore, the Corpse City was filled with flesh fields, constantly devouring the remaining limited foundation of Tiannan Star, aiming to turn the entire world into a desolate wasteland.

Under Huaxia's control, Tiannan Star had no future.

The subsequent scenes depicted her life of struggle for Tiannan Star.

Until she was sent to the Human Race Tribunal and declared guilty... 'Watching' the scenes appearing in his mind and eyes, Yang Dian's brows unconsciously furrowed.

The 'future' Song Jiajia saw had a basis in reality.

If nothing went wrong, he would indeed lay down the yet-unnamed great array on Tiannan Star to plunder its Spiritual Qi and replenish the Huaxia land.

He would also fill the various Corpse Cities with flesh fields to strengthen Huaxia's civilization with the foundation of Tiannan Star.

“So...”

“Although Song Jiajia's life of resistance was detrimental to Huaxia, she could indeed be called a hero of Tiannan Star.”

My enemy, their hero.

Song Jiajia's choice was not about right or wrong, but simply a matter of allegiance.

Putting himself in her shoes.

If he knew that Earth was being farmed, and the path to the extraordinary was cut off by aliens, what would he do?

Yang Dian would undoubtedly choose to resist.

And he believed that, in such a situation, many people would share his views.

So he actually didn't have much ill will towards Song Jiajia's resistance.

It was simply human nature.

Different positions naturally lead to different stances.

If he were in his current position, and someone dared to resist, he would simply crush them.

“However, Song Jiajia's actions weren't secretive, so why didn't 'I' crush her the moment she emerged?”

Recalling the scenes he had just seen, Yang Dian suddenly understood.

“She was being used as bait.”

“But it seems no fish were caught in the end.”

In his thoughts, scene after scene emerged in Yang Dian's mind.

This was the future.

Song Jiajia's future.

But it wasn't the future she 'experienced', but rather, starting from this current point in time, the future Yang Dian saw belonging to her.

Fate One.

Song Jiajia, who had undergone 'Rebirth' from the 'future', let go of her obsession and no longer participated in the hopeless resistance, instead living an ordinary life with her mother and sister...

Fate Two.

Song Jiajia, who had undergone 'Rebirth', picked up her obsession, secretly joined the resistance army, continued the unfinished work of her previous life, and wanted Tiannan Star to gain true freedom...

Fate Three.

Song Jiajia established an even more secretive resistance army, hiding the organization beneath the overt resistance army, concealing herself even more secretly...

Fate Four.

Song Jiajia abandoned the resistance, wholeheartedly joined Huaxia, and the Spark in the place where her Soul resided shone brightly...

Fate Five...

“Crushed to death by me?”

Looking at Song Jiajia, who still had a bit of baby fat on her face despite a year and a half having passed on Tiannan Star, Yang Dian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

“How can there be such an absurd fate?”

“Although I'm never soft on enemies, I wouldn't personally squeeze her neck and break it, would I?”

“Isn't that cruel?”

“How much simpler would it be to just flatten the entire Qiushui City with one punch?”

“After all, I'm kind-hearted and can't bear to see human tragedies.”

Amidst his surging emotions, scene after scene of future destinies appeared in Yang Dian's eyes, then faded into darkness.

Fate is unpredictable.

A thousand thoughts can give birth to ten thousand destinies.

If one does not follow fate, then it is merely a false prophecy.

After a long while, the power of fate dissipated, and all the scenes vanished.

His gaze lingered on Song Jiajia, who was trying hard to pretend to be asleep, eventually piercing through her body into her Soul space, where he found the invisible silkworm cocoon hidden deep within her Soul.

“Through Time, one can predict the future.”

“Mastering fate is equivalent to seeing through Time.”

“The rules intertwine at the fingertips, nothing more.”

He lightly twirled his fingers, casually leaving two broken rule runes in the air.

“My understanding of fate and Time is still somewhat lacking after all.”

Crushing the runes with a flick of his hand, Yang Dian immediately turned and left.

As for Song Jiajia and Song Qiqi?

They were just two little girls.

Even if each of them was recognized by a rule silkworm, they were still little girls.

He would not interfere for now, but observe the outcome.

If it was beneficial to Huaxia, then he would nurture them.

If it was harmful, killing them and forcibly taking the rule silkworms was also a good option.

“My moral bottom line seems to be getting lower and lower...”