Chapter 637: Not Tolerated by the World
"As for the mental radiation, I think something might have sealed their mouths, because every time I asked them about it, they started acting crazy..."
The young man, while gently touching his still slightly flushed cheeks, recounted the bloody lessons he had learned through his own experiences. Coupled with the disheveled collar beneath his upper garment and the faint red bite marks still lingering on his neck, everything seemed to hint at something either horrific or, perhaps, rather delightful, that had once transpired.
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"You go out first and make sure those lads put on their bracelets."
"Yes, boss!"
"And, take care of yourself."
Seres, looking a little weary, pushed himself up from the chair with one hand and gently patted the young man's shoulder as he was about to leave.
The boss, who was usually so aloof, suddenly made such a gesture, immediately making him feel somewhat overwhelmed by the unexpected favor.
However, the young man, who considered himself fortunate, had no idea that his true identity was actually Seres's illegitimate son, which was why he had been entrusted with various important responsibilities so soon after joining the company.
"What a shame the warden is an unyielding robot; otherwise, I definitely would've had a chance too!" Mino mused, idly stroking her thigh as she sat in the first-class cabin of the transport ship, letting her thoughts wander.
Neither a powerful scion nor a wealthy heiress, she had done everything imaginable over the years to climb the ladder. Sacrificing a little bit of her looks was utterly trivial; she had experienced far more "plays" in the past, and in a sense, could be considered battle-hardened.
It was precisely because of these unspeakable experiences over the past ten or twenty years that a queen-like, rebellious persona had gradually formed deep within her.
And under the inducement of the mental radiation, this rebellious persona was completely ignited.
"I will absolutely not lose to the devil!" Mino declared, her face turning exceptionally rosy as she struggled once more to awaken from her own depravity.
The side effects of the mental radiation deep within the prison continuously troubled everyone who tried to use it for cultivation, provoking the softest spots in their hearts.
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"Has the transfer of 'Hell' been completed?" a man casually asked inside a palace in Federal Zero District.
"Reporting, Council Member Scott, it's estimated to take another three days."
"That troublesome thing involving *that person*? Throw it as far away as possible."
The original Geocentric Grand Prison, nicknamed 'Hell,' contained most of Bai Mo's evil thoughts deep within its core, and the arrays covering it were all personally added by him.
This was one of the contingency plans he had set up.
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The reason for setting up contingency plans everywhere was simple—
His second Reincarnation Tribulation was approaching.
Compared to those who came after him, possessing complete True Spirit Barriers, his power growth rate was not limited by the barrier, truly exploding at an incredible pace.
In less than twenty years, he had swelled to a level approaching Six Tribulations.
Six Tribulations was a new unit of measurement he had created in relation to the concept of the Reincarnation Tribulation.
Ordinary True Immortals who ascended by following Bai Mo's path and undergoing the Reincarnation Tribulation were designated by him as One Tribulation.
Thereafter, for every additional Reincarnation Tribulation experienced, the True Spirit Barrier on their body would become increasingly solid, and the power they could bear would grow stronger. Six Tribulations referred to the maximum power a normal person's soul could hold after successfully passing six Reincarnation Tribulations.
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"True Spirit Nine Tribulations."
Chen Bo, who also resided in Federal Zero District, repeatedly scrutinized a letter Bai Mo had left behind after sealing his evil thoughts.
"...No matter which of the Five Immortal Paths one takes to become a True Immortal, none can escape the True Spirit Nine Tribulations. The stronger one becomes, the shorter the time between two tribulations, because we are not tolerated by the world!"
The four characters "not tolerated by the world" were etched as if with blood, and each stroke made his scalp tingle.
"'No matter which of the Five Immortals one becomes, none can escape the True Spirit Nine Tribulations' – does reaching such a conclusion mean that he has already simultaneously walked every single immortal path he mentioned?"
From Bai Mo's words, Chen Bo keenly perceived something that sent shivers down his spine upon deeper thought.
He himself had once entertained the idea of cultivating all Five Immortal Paths simultaneously, but after actually calculating the costs, he resolutely shelved this unrealistic notion.
Each path required an astronomical investment. Leaving aside the issue of aptitude, the sheer consumption of cultivating all Five Immortal Paths simultaneously was simply beyond his means.
Even though he was nominally one of the wealthiest people in the Federation.
The most realistic approach was still to first primarily cultivate one path to become a True Immortal, and then, depending on the situation, supplement it with others later.
"...Continue to expand the Federation's power evaluation system. Using Four Tribulations as the boundary, One to Four Tribulations will be Tier Seven, Five to Nine Tribulations will be Tier Eight. After passing Nine Tribulations, it's estimated one will attain power comparable to a stellar body itself. I've designated this as Tier Nine."
"Four Tribulations is comparable to an ordinary planet, and Nine Tribulations is equivalent to the Sun. Each tribulation requires decades to overcome, yet how did he, in just these twenty short years, leap to Four Tribulations and beyond?"
Bai Mo had left everyone with an eternal enigma.
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As he felt the world's malice growing ever clearer, Bai Mo understood that his next Reincarnation Tribulation wouldn't be a mere plaything, a simple formality like the first time.
What magnitude of tribulation would the sin of creating and spreading the True Spirit Barrier—a method to escape the world's cleansing—ultimately bring upon him?
These he found difficult to estimate.
Therefore, the only thing Bai Mo could do was set up as many contingency plans as possible.
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New Earth.
"Congratulations to the five thousand winners on the award list! In three days, you will have the opportunity to participate in the Sun Expedition Project and become the first batch of commanders to land on the Sun."
On Earth, a grand competition, livestreamed entirely over the internet, concluded amidst overwhelming applause.
From a preliminary contestant list of over sixty million people worldwide, five thousand strategic game masters distinguished themselves.
They would remain on Earth, entering a deeper layer of the mental internet network, and with the aid of Bai Mo's power, commence the long mission of conquering the Sun.
Citizens of the Land of White, with the exception of a very few former top-tier demon races, generally lacked the ability to fight on the Sun. Even if they did, the mere few billion people on Earth would be nothing more than a few insignificant drops of water sprinkled into the Sun.
Therefore, Bai Mo decided to try a different approach.
He delegated the usage authority of his power, crafting it into base vehicles, allowing each of these selected gaming elites to remotely control one.
These gaming masters from the Land of White would act as substitutes for Bai Mo's main consciousness, developing autonomously via the base vehicles during his Reincarnation Tribulation, allowing for a multi-pronged expansion.
Since the matter on the Sun primarily existed in a plasma state, both the "base vehicles" themselves and the troop types Bai Mo configured for them were also in a plasma state.
The initially configured troop types were entirely modeled after the Solar Star Spirits.
And the most important, indeed the most crucial, point was that the resources required to create troops and "buildings" were the Sun's own mass-energy.
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