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Chapter 523: Genius

"What exactly is a genius? Why is it that when I pour my heart and soul into something and barely scrape by, there are always a few people who effortlessly achieve a perfect score!" Lu Yuesheng's previously calm thoughts were stirred into ripples by Bai Mo's words.

When she was on Earth, she was an ordinary person—average looking, average family background, no particular talents. She hovered around the average score in every exam, the kind of student teachers didn't worry much about, but didn't pay much attention to either.

Everyone initially believes they are the protagonist of their own life. She, too, once thought that she was born with talent and was destined to be different from others.

But year after year passed, and while the great figures on the altar ascended to godhood, she remained just one of the silent applauding masses below.

Until finally, her heart gradually grew numb, and she reluctantly admitted the fact that she was merely a supporting character.

...

"Genius, you ask? I'd like to know as well.

Perhaps it's not just me; many others also hope for an answer.

Those who believe I'm a genius acquired my tissue samples from many years ago, intending to clone another me, to find a way to deal with me."

"And what was the outcome? You killed them all?" Based on her understanding of Bai Mo, she subconsciously arrived at this answer.

"No, I let them leave. It's just that before they departed, they left some things behind."

"..."

The other party's words inexplicably reminded Lu Yuesheng of the sinister ways of certain mafia-like organizations, who enjoyed making those who offended them leave behind a few "parts" of their bodies.

"I don't like to extinguish other lives," Bai Mo continued.

Lu Yuesheng wore a look of disbelief. Which being, having reached the pinnacle of humanity, didn't have a mountain of bleached bones beneath their feet?

"They were an interesting group of geniuses, but unfortunately, they were born at the wrong time."

In the final years when Earth was forcibly seized by a certain unscrupulous developer, and its original human inhabitants were compelled to migrate to the Moon, many people resisted in their own ways.

A small, elite group that had branched off from the Fruit Nucleus Organization set their sights on using biochemical technology to clone Bai Mo.

Unfortunately, they had barely completed their theoretical research when a white light descended from the heavens, causing their plan to be completely stillborn.

"They reminded me of an idea I had many years ago—whether geniuses could truly be artificially created.

What if the historical geniuses could be cloned?

I took some living tissue from each of them.

Do you think the clones of geniuses would still be geniuses?" Bai Mo continued, recounting past memories in an extremely flat tone.

The side effects of Daoization were already quite apparent; emotions like excitement were growing increasingly distant from him, yet Bai Mo remained unwilling to give up.

"If that's true, this world would probably fall into chaos. A world where everyone could self-study calculus and the four fundamental forces in elementary school..."

Just imagining the scene, she felt the words "inferior idiot" circling above her head. Such black technology as cloning geniuses could rival genetic optimization techniques.

"I've already leveled the playing field for differences in wealth, education, and opportunity. All that's left is talent. When everyone starts on equal footing, what then will truly dictate destiny?"

"If geniuses can be mass-produced, then the existence of ordinary people would lose its meaning, wouldn't it?" A chilling thought arose within her.

"But why is he telling me so many secrets? Is it because dead men tell no tales?!"

...

What Lu Yuesheng considered absolute top-secret information were, in Bai Mo's memory, merely insignificant ripples, still at the level of casual conversation.

From the initial earth-shattering feats of moving mountains and filling seas, searching for the Earth's limit in sustaining human numbers, to cloning geniuses and attempting to snatch the seemingly lead-weighted dice from the Creator's hand, he constantly generated countless wild ideas.

For ordinary people, such thoughts would emerge and vanish instantly, barely even fleeting illusions. But Bai Mo was different; his mind could conjure a wealth of details for every absurd notion, and then, using his formidable power, bring them into reality.

For truly outrageous ideas, he would construct virtual worlds in the illusory layer of the Nine Netherworlds. For those less beyond reality, he would attempt to reproduce them directly in the real world.

It was precisely these outlandish actions that made Bai Mo difficult for outsiders to comprehend. To deduce his true intentions was an impossible task, as his moves were often impromptu, with little underlying logic.

"He's gone quite mad..."

"Perhaps he just genuinely wants to talk to someone, rather than silencing me?" Lu Yuesheng, trembling with fear, muttered a silent complaint before reassuring herself.

...

The conversation between the two ended silently, leaving her with a heap of unanswered questions.

Lu Yuesheng walked quietly, observing the developments around her, while Bai Mo silently shared her vision, searching for memories of his past as a human.

As she walked, she, as an observer, could clearly see that every Earthling who had arrived worked with a relaxed and leisurely attitude.

This was unlike the daily numbness of the Manghuang Realm's commoners, who lived without hope, and also unlike the fiercely competitive, backstabbing Earth metropolises from her memory, where everyone vied to be at the top.

They were truly too leisurely, so much so that it didn't seem like they were invading another world at all; rather, it felt more like a vacation.

"Um... don't you have a task to cultivate crops and advance your technology tree?" She called out to a young man who was lying in a rocking chair by his doorstep, enjoying a sunbath.

"My tasks for today were finished ages ago," he said with a hint of impatience. "The system didn't tell me to work overtime."

With that, the young man closed his eyes and immersed himself in the Land of White's internal network. Compared to everything online, the beautiful woman before him seemed utterly unappealing.

Recalling the future image she had just seen, where a highly rational human civilization, solely dedicated to research and warfare, was frantically cultivating resources day and night, Lu Yuesheng felt that something was definitely amiss here.

Could such Buddhist-like humans truly transform into cold, power-hungry machines?

...

"The seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people are in no way inferior to those of the elite class; in fact, precisely because they possess nothing, they might harbor an even stronger yearning for beautiful things. As for whether they are upright and proper or crooked and disfigured, what difference does it make..."

Regarding Lu Yuesheng's question, Bai Mo silently provided an answer in his heart.

He didn't care whether the inhabitants of his Land of White were ordinary people or cultivators. What he truly needed was simply a group of beings with emotions and desires, capable of sharing the pressure of Daoization.

PS: I'm really sorry, I had a lot going on this week, so this chapter took several days to finish.