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Chapter 399: Without Self, Without Bias

The system's inquiry into dreams gave many people, who were usually busy with work and forced to cast aside their idealistic aspirations for the sake of livelihood, an opportunity for serious reflection.

Except for those whose special occupations temporarily prevented them from resting, everyone else put down their work and began to ponder this question.

They didn't realize that, unknowingly, most of them had already fully accepted the system's existence and were beginning to adapt to a new life under its guidance.

This was partly because Bai Mo had forewarned everyone a week in advance, forcefully feeding them information about the Destiny System, regardless of how many believed it.

The other reason was the faint psychic disturbances emanating from the system interface itself, interfering with some of their judgment and allowing things to proceed more smoothly.

"What is my dream... If I didn't have to worry about making money, I want to be a writer!"

"I want to be a singer!"

"I want to be a scientist!"

"I want to be stronger than anyone else!"

...

Although they didn't understand what the system truly intended, nor did they believe it was a wish-granting machine for dreams, under the threat of Contribution Points, they still wrote down their past dreams on the form, and then looked at the next question on the form:

"Fill in your special skills, and describe them briefly."

This question was relatively much more normal. With the experience of the previous section, some even began to guess the system's true purpose.

In their eyes, this Destiny System was clearly the product of a madman who advocated absolute dictatorship, yet the questions it was now asking seemed to have not a shred of connection to dictatorship, but rather resembled some kind of psychological test.

However, amidst all this, there were still some dissenting voices.

"We don't need this damned thing, get out of our bodies! We want freedom! We want democracy!" Even with the faint psychic influence applied, and a large number of previous resistors already completely dealt with, there were still those who were deeply dissatisfied with the system forcefully binding them, attempting to break free in various ways.

However, resistance was clearly futile. Bai Mo casually disposed of these dissenters, and then added their souls to the central system's collective, then spoke a few more words through the system.

"From now on, the temperature in all human residential areas nationwide will be stabilized between twenty-three and twenty-six degrees Celsius, rainfall will also be controlled by the system, there will be no more typhoons, and accurate weather forecasts for the coming week will be available..."

After these words were spoken, the temperature in various surrounding areas began to drop impossibly, steadily changing from the scorching thirty to forty degrees Celsius of midsummer towards the most comfortable temperature for humans.

The sunlight was like a dimmer switch lamp, adjusting towards a more suitable brightness under the system's control.

Air conditioners, one after another, were actively shut down. In the big cities that lived in air-conditioned comfort, people welcomed the rare fresh air.

Workers who had been toiling under the scorching sun on construction sites, at this moment, each picked up the mineral water bottle in their hands and, using water as if it were wine, sprinkled half a bottle towards the sky, expressing their respect.

...

"Is this a miracle?" In the Papal Palace in Florence, Pope Gang Duo, like leaders around the world, was closely monitoring the situation in the Huaxia Federation.

Upon perceiving this scene, even though he knew the true cause, before such earth-shattering power, he couldn't help but feel a tremor of emotion, and silently made the sign of the cross with his right hand over his chest.

Unwilling to pilfer Faith Power from the followers of the Luminous Holy Church, he could only influence an area spanning tens of kilometers by relying on the Holy Cross Defense Array he had set up in Florence.

Because the constant temperature effect was only active in human residential areas, non-residential areas still retained their original summer high temperatures. The temperature difference, exceeding ten degrees Celsius, quickly led to air convection, with gusts of hot wind constantly pouring into the various towns, where a portion of their heat was then rapidly drawn away.

"If the heat of summer were distributed evenly into the cold winter, it would probably be quite comfortable." At this moment, Bai Mo recalled a thought he had twenty years ago.

He used his energy absorption ability to make himself a container for energy storage, regulating the temperature of the entire Huaxia Federation, finally realizing this almost fantastical idea.

"A quarter of the solar energy irradiating the entire Huaxia Federation, just like that, landed in his hands—this concentrated energy, enough to incinerate a city into a white wasteland within minutes..." Within the European Union, Carlo, nicknamed the "Aurora Shooter", said with an envious tone.

His innate spell was precisely to gather sunlight and transform it into high-intensity lasers with real destructive power, so after understanding what was happening in the Huaxia Federation, his face was left with nothing but envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Stop daydreaming. Headquarters is already preparing to hold a meeting to discuss Moon immigration matters. Go quickly and read the plan." The brown-haired girl beside him gently patted Carlo awake.

"Moon immigration? Why immigrate? Isn't life on Earth good enough?"

"I really don't know how you got to this position. Is it an advantage for idiots to cultivate spells?" the girl said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"That person's next goal is undoubtedly to unify Earth, but the Alliance has already evaluated that even if we commit all our hidden forces, we can at most hold him back for three to five years. This is the birthplace of democracy; no one is willing to wear shackles," she continued, her face serious.

"Our several countries have decided to open up aerospace technology exchange. We must find a safe retreat before he fully digests the Huaxia Federation..."

"Actually, for ordinary people, that world might not be so bad." After the girl left, Carlo muttered softly to himself.

...

For countless people in the Huaxia Federation, this was a sleepless night, because after waking up tomorrow, they would face a completely new world.

At this moment, high above Tianqing, only a faint, ethereal silhouette of Bai Mo remained, continuously attempting to merge the rapidly spinning orb of light before him with himself.

The orb of light had received the feedback from the questionnaires, and internally, in a pre-set manner, the souls imprisoned within it began their work as "thought coolies," with Bai Mo's will as the primary directive.

And "thought coolies," as they were called, referred to these condemned souls who, under the illumination of the white light emanating from Bai Mo, with a rational mind almost completely devoid of self, would ponder and process various problems.

Bai Mo, who constructed this entire system, believed that when self-awareness was extremely weak, there could be no issue of personal favoritism or bias. Given the premise that even the concept of "self" did not exist, how could one even speak of seeking benefits for oneself?.

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