106: Chapter 106 Abnormal Spiritual Energy

The torrential rain began to gradually subside on the seventh day.

Earthquakes dropped below magnitude five, and the volcanic ash in the stratosphere began to slowly settle within the gradually expanding atmospheric space.

The sunlight, which had been obscured for a full week, pierced through the clouds for the first time, falling onto the devastated earth in the form of murky beams of light.

The former city ruins, fractured roads, and valleys leveled by mudslides were all still there.

But the earth was no longer the earth from a week ago.

Chen Mo looked down from high altitude and saw a world covered in green.

Those plants that had survived the acid rain began to grow explosively the moment the sunlight returned.

Vines climbed along collapsed buildings, wrapping the remains of steel and concrete into green hills overnight.

Moss and lichen spread across the surface at a rate visible to the naked eye, dyeing the black volcanic rock left by the magma eruptions a moist, greenish-blue.

The bare surfaces left behind by the acid rain erosion were completely covered by new vegetation within just a few days.

On the coastal lands polluted by seawater backflow, salt-tolerant plants were expanding at a frenzied speed.

Greenery smoothed over the wounds of the earth in a short period.

But this did not mean the wounds had disappeared.

They were merely covered up.

Beneath the thick vegetation, there were still fractured rock layers, buried cities, and cooled magma.

The new world was regrowing its skin under the nourishment of Spiritual Qi in a wild and vigorous manner, but the scars beneath that layer of skin would need a long time to truly heal.

The survivors of the catastrophe began to emerge from their shelters.

There was no time for grief.

Clearing ruins, taking inventory of supplies, and emergency repairs to communications—all work started simultaneously.

During this disaster, countless Rhythm Realm evolvers spontaneously stood their ground on the front lines of disaster relief.

Wherever disaster struck, their figures could be found.

They spontaneously protected humanity and supported Chen Mo, even though Chen Mo had never asked them to do anything.

One Rhythm Realm evolver after another took Chen Mo as their benchmark.

They could not annihilate flood peaks with their fists like Chen Mo, could not manifest a three-thousand-meter Law of Heaven and Earth, and could not shroud a city in a Force Field.

But they could do what was within their power.

Their bodies were tougher, their reactions were faster, and they could stay under the ruins for longer.

Then it was their turn to go.

On the day Chen Mo carved out hundreds of kilometers of river channel with a single punch, they saw a living coordinate on satellite feeds.

Not a god, but a human.

A person who had walked very, very far, but he was still a human.

Then they, too, could move forward.

While looking up, people stood up on their own.

Chen Mo sensed all of this.

He did not speak.

Subsequently, the preliminary global casualty statistics were released.

The numbers scrolled across all functioning screens globally via the low-orbit satellite network.

One billion people.

This disaster had claimed one billion lives in the span of a week.

The Southeast Continent suffered the heaviest losses.

Island nations were repeatedly battered by tsunamis, compounded by the direct impact of super cyclones.

The Philippines relocated their entire nation to high ground for refuge, but the established settlement areas collapsed on a large scale during the days of continuous super torrential rain.

Densely populated areas in the European Continent were also severely hit.

Base cities along the Mediterranean coast were flooded by tsunamis, and shelters on the coastal plains lost a large number of people due to the seawater backflow.

Japan.

This country, which had completed a full national relocation, had dispersed its citizens to dozens of relocation points on other continents.

The disaster prevention construction time at each point was insufficient, and the weakness of the infrastructure was laid bare in the face of the disaster.

More than one-third of the population perished in the first week of the disaster.

People spontaneously mourned those who lost their lives in the disaster.

Then, humanity began another task.

Evolution.

For nothing else.

To survive.

To survive better.

The Spiritual Qi concentration had reached 109 times its initial value at this time, and the growth rate began to slow down.

At this environmental concentration, even if ordinary people did not practice the Human Breathing Method, they could feel their Physique improving slightly every day, and the average human lifespan had already achieved a Breakthrough of one hundred years.

This was just the beginning.

As evolution progressed, this number would continue to rise.

Artificial intelligence models predicted it would exceed one hundred and fifty years within the next five years.

The Global Evolution Tournament officially kicked off.

In the era of evolution, strength was everything.

And the Xia Kingdom was in the absolute lead.

This disaster was a crisis, but also an opportunity for humanity to break its own limits and collectively step toward a higher civilization.

Chen Mo withdrew his gaze from the crowd and flew toward space.

He passed through the Force Field boundary, through the volcanic ash settlement layer, and through the stratospheric clouds that were slowly recovering.

At a speed exceeding Mach 200, he made a Breakthrough of the atmosphere in a few seconds.

He stopped in low Earth orbit, turned, and looked at the Blue Star beneath his feet.

Seen from space, the traces of the disaster on this planet were even more intuitive than on the surface.

The fissures of the Circum-Pacific Seismic Belt left jagged, uneven edges along the coastline, as if torn apart by immense force.

The giant craters left by volcanic vents were scattered across the continents, their surfaces reflecting a dark red luster after the magma solidified, standing out starkly against the gray-blue backdrop of the planet.

Submarine volcanic eruptions and continental runoff injected massive amounts of silt and minerals into the seawater, making the color of the ocean murky.

Chen Mo shifted his gaze away from the Blue Star and looked at the entire solar system.

It was not just the Blue Star that was expanding.

Every planet in the solar system had experienced varying degrees of volume change and orbital fine-tuning.

He watched for a long time.

Suddenly, Chen Mo's perception caught an anomaly.

Extremely subtle, extremely vague.

It was as if some mysterious structure was forming from nothing, not belonging to the three dimensions of physical space, but indeed occupying some sort of position.

He deduced it for a moment.

It was not dangerous. It was not a threat.

This condensation had no aggression, nor did it trigger his crisis warning.

Chen Mo watched for a while, then withdrew his perception.

"When it appears, I will naturally understand."

He finished speaking in a low voice, cast his gaze back to the planet beneath his feet that was undergoing Rebirth, and then continued to deduce the next step of the path deep within his Inner World.