Chapter 331: A Disorganized Rabble
"A being of the Red World?" Leveraging Tianwang's capabilities, Bai Mo had already obtained sufficient intelligence the moment the opponent projected its will. Before this, the red light on his body was merely the Red World's unconscious infection, and Tianwang had been unable to extract any information from it.
"No wonder it singled you out." The Red World, existing in a unique manner, could clearly sense that a vast amount of information related to itself had been stolen in a single encounter.
"Gaia, then?" The instant he spoke, his primordial spirit, which had been cultivating in isolation, returned to his body, frozen in liquid nitrogen.
The red light did not impede Bai Mo's actions, simply waiting quietly for the person emerging from the freezer, who was re-animating his stiff, frozen limbs. Its method of combat paid no mind to such things.
"In your terms, yes. But names, bodies—to us, they are merely markers," the Red World said, uncharacteristically, with a tone of relative equality.
Bai Mo did not reply further, for he discovered that even as he acquired information about the opponent through Tianwang, the Red World was simultaneously collecting intelligence related to him.
The red light continuously emerging from others' bodies was its method of information acquisition; through these lights, it could obtain the intelligence it desired.
As for the red light remaining on Bai Mo's body, he had already drowned it out with hundreds of times its quantity of white light the moment he sensed something amiss. The evolved Tianwang could even detect when others merely spoke his name, so the red light's extraction of relevant information naturally couldn't escape his notice.
"Are you information life forms, similar to AIs?" After a period of silence, he voiced his conjecture. "Gaia stores its existence within DNA information, while you store yours within what you call Red Radiance."
"You can replicate your thought algorithms within the minds of everyone who has come into contact with this information, achieving an almost omnipresent effect. No wonder Gaia said it wouldn't die even if all living beings were purged, because I would still remember it."
"Unless I were to commit suicide after eliminating everything, ensuring no living being could carry its existence, only then might it be truly killed. However, that's merely a possibility; my understanding of them is still too limited, or perhaps I'll find other methods after reaching, or even surpassing, their realm."
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Many thoughts sprang forth in his mind, and a small portion of them were stolen by the Red World, making it grow more serious.
Although Bai Mo continuously used even larger quantities of white light to suppress the red light as much as possible, the disparity in knowledge and realm between the two sides meant that even if the Red World's current power was less than one percent of its peak, it could still allow a small amount of information-bearing red light to seep through, thereby becoming known to it.
On the other hand, Tianwang, having undergone multiple enhancements, was also operating at full capacity within his body, attempting to unearth more effective information related to the enemy before him. Even if somewhat rudimentary by comparison, it still yielded some results.
No words were needed, nor battles in the material world. The two sides were constantly probing each other; the information-level offense and defense were the true keys to victory.
Yet, this was destined to be a futile tug-of-war. The Red World's realm brought an utterly unreasonable, tenacious vitality, placing it in an invincible position. And Bai Mo, possessing relatively overwhelming power in the present world, was likewise almost impossible to kill.
Once they reached the Fifth Tier, after their life essence underwent its first metamorphosis, their ability to control themselves vastly increased. For these information creatures, who had suffered severe damage and retained little of their former strength, maintaining the same nearly dominant control as before was no longer possible.
Unless it was someone like Chen Ke Di, who had been cultivated by the Red World from the very beginning, gradually becoming its agent.
Even Gaia, which relied on genetic control for some emotions, couldn't simply regulate hormone secretion to make Fifth Tier superhumans disregard life and death to attack someone far stronger than themselves.
They already possessed sufficient control to determine their own actions. Gaia could only leverage situations to prod them from the sidelines, or fan the flames, making them believe that such actions were worthwhile.
Although they couldn't decide the fate of Fifth Tier enemies and above with a single thought, that didn't mean they weren't powerful.
In a sense, they were excessively powerful. Each of them could excavate countless past pieces of information, acquire all intelligence on an opponent, or, through terrifying computational power and the vast information they possessed, deduce the future with a certain degree of accuracy.
For anyone facing them, if they lacked the corresponding awareness or hadn't reached a certain realm, everything from their past would be known to them. A trump card reversal? Nonexistent.
Even information derived from current thoughts couldn't escape; it would likewise be leaked, achieving the effect of mind-reading.
Once everything from the past was unearthed by them, they would become people who understood you better than you understood yourself. Secrets would no longer be secrets, and they could easily subdue an enemy without fighting.
Even if it came down to a final confrontation, they, knowing all, would still hold an overwhelming advantage.
"Are kings, nobles, generals, and ministers born with their station!"
"Why are you forever high above us! Was it not merely a stroke of luck back then, giving you a single step's lead!"
"All men are created equal!"
"Why does a lifetime of our toil not equate to a single day's idleness for you scoundrels' income!"
"Why were you born destined to stand over us? This is unfair!"
"Why does everything depend on connections!"
Red Radiance, like a prairie fire, spread under its illumination. A thought named "Resistance" proliferated in the hearts of countless ordinary people, igniting their rage with its seemingly warm red light.
The resentment accumulated over a long time by the populace—stemming from the extreme disparity between rich and poor and the increasingly rigid class stratification in the Spirit Qi Era—was definitively ignited all at once by the entity known as the Red World.
More adrenaline surged, and the fervent atmosphere of the masses was continuously amplified. Led by the members of the Red Radiance organization, distributed across various nations, humanity's first worldwide uprising thus began.
"You wish to tie us down, to give that rabble a chance to revolt. But is there any meaning in doing so? Inciting such a group of rioters who will only destroy all order." Bai Mo still couldn't fathom the significance of the opponent's actions.
"To gain acceptance, your individuals are willing to abandon right and wrong, trading their intelligence for that sense of belonging that makes them feel so secure," the Red World did not directly answer, merely spoke to itself.
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