The mortal realm.
The viewers in front of the screen suddenly sat bolt upright, utterly bewildered!
"What just happened?"
"Did someone just say something?"
They had been watching this chaotic world alongside Mr. Qi.
Seeing the sorrow in Mr. Qi's eyes, they couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
Their emotions were building up,
when suddenly, it was as if they heard a voice?
Why were they so uncertain?
Because the moment they heard it, they were sure they had heard something.
But after hearing it, their minds went blank.
When they tried to recall it, they couldn't remember anything.
So... did someone speak just now?
Did they hear anything?
"...Holy crap, could there have been some hyper-conceptual existence that appeared just now?"
"Now that you mention it, it makes sense. So strong it's blurry!"
"Invisible, inaudible, unmemorable!"
"We'll probably forget about this whole thing in a bit!!!"
Realizing this,
the viewers became simultaneously excited, scared, and felt...
incredibly thrilled!
So, there truly were such existences in this world.
Even the King of the Eastern Palace, Yama, could only mention them with great caution.
And the one just now was clearly more,
advanced,
an existence...
"???"
"What were you guys discussing just now?"
"I don't know if you guys have this feeling, but suddenly you forget what you were thinking about a second ago?"
"Yes, yes! Yes! My mind went blank for a moment just now."
"Blank +10086"
...
One after another, bullet comments flashed by in agreement.
Among them were those with hyperthymesia or eidetic memory.
Their comments made the group of silly viewers' scalps tingle.
What exactly happened just now?
"Mom, don't scare me..."
"The more I think about it, the more terrifying it gets!"
...
...
The Underworld.
The Eighteenth Hall.
After a two-second daze, Xu Nan instinctively turned to look at Captain Jiang.
Jiang Lin nodded, "That should be the voice of the World Spirit."
In just a few seconds, Xu Nan only remembered hearing something.
As for Jiang Lin, he only clearly heard the first sentence.
[Your obsession, I have received it.]
Whether it was the Azure Qilin that only remembered this sentence, or he himself only heard this sentence, was unclear.
Jiang Lin gently rubbed his temples.
He had to admit, the feeling was quite mystical.
Invisible, inaudible, unmemorable...
It was only when one truly experienced this feeling that they realized the gap in power.
It was like an insurmountable chasm.
World Spirit...
Is it the consciousness of the world?
Or a materialized existence?
...
...
After Mr. Qi transformed into 'Happiness', he fell into a deep slumber.
While sleeping, he knew no day or night, no passage of time.
He merely waited for an opportunity.
Gradually,
as time passed.
On the barren land, a group of people appeared.
They surveyed their surroundings and then settled here.
They built houses and cultivated the land.
To their surprise, they discovered that the land was unexpectedly fertile.
Everything they planted grew easily.
As the harvest season passed, the sound of crying filled the houses.
"Waaaaahhhh— Waaaaahhhh—"
Newborn babies were born.
The people rejoiced and celebrated in their own ways.
Gradually,
the children grew into adults, married, and had children.
More people married into this land.
The village grew larger, the houses more numerous.
... The 'Happiness' that had been sleeping awakened.
...
The form of existence of a [Spirit] is different from that of ghosts and monsters.
It is simply a form of... obsession.
Sometimes, it would appear in a child who loved nature.
And study various plants and animals with him.
At critical moments, it would remind and help the other person with its known knowledge.
And then, through this child, it would inform everyone.
What could be eaten and what could not.
Which animals could be provoked and which could not.
Which things looked ordinary but could actually save lives.
Which things seemed dangerous but were indeed very dangerous.
As the child grew into adulthood, married, and had children.
His hair gradually turned white, until he fell into an eternal slumber.
Only then would it leave.
Falling into slumber, waiting for the next opportunity.
Or, it would directly enter another person's body.
...
The scene shifted.
'Happiness' reappeared in a farmer who loved to till the land.
It tended to the crops with him, watering the fields and researching how to grow better grain.
To make vegetables grow well, fertilizer was needed.
What could be used as fertilizer?
Feces, rotten leaves, all could be used.
What if there were too many insects eating the crops?
It was important to pay attention from the seeds.
When storing, place mugwort leaves with the seeds.
This would effectively prevent the seeds from being eaten by insects or infected by pathogens.
Once the seeds sprouted and grew.
Garlic water, tobacco water, and plant ash could be used as insecticides.
Their effects were quite good.
After this farmer understood all these things in the fields, the entire village's crops were saved.
With better harvests, fewer people would go hungry.
...
Next, the live stream footage flashed by rapidly.
Sometimes, it was a doctor in the forest, looking at the herbs under a tree.
Exclaiming with joy:
"Excellent, excellent... now there is hope!"
Sometimes, it was an official sitting in court, judging cases for the common people.
With a clap of the gavel, the criminals and victims below would flinch in unison.
Sometimes, it was a scholar.
Holding books, teaching in a study hall.
The sound of clear reading echoed out.
...
"These are all things Mr. Qi knew, right?"
Planting, healing, literacy and punctuation...
So, Mr. Qi attached himself to these people?
Watching these scenes, the viewers in the live stream dared not look away.
Fearing that a single slip would cause them to miss something.
Especially those studying history and archaeology.
They stared intently at the screen, trembling with excitement.
Muttering continuously, "So that's how it is, so that's how it is..."
"Quick, write it down, write it down!"
They were watching Mr. Qi,
the changes brought about by each profession, and even more so, the progress of human history!
From villages to towns, from towns to an empire.
From ancient times to the Republic of China, from the Republic of China to modern times.
Each time Mr. Qi acted (awoke), he propelled historical development.
They didn't know why Mr. Qi appeared in such a form.
They only knew,
that it was likely Mr. Qi doing these things.
He seemed to be completing what he hadn't finished before.
They also didn't know that Mr. Qi would only awaken at certain opportune moments.
And then do what he believed would improve people's lives.
They only knew,
that each appearance of Mr. Qi represented a period of history.
It represented human progress!
"I can't take it anymore, I'm so excited I want to jump up!"
"I think I saw a famous person, but only the name is the same, the appearance and everything is completely different from the books!"
"Upstairs, is there a possibility that the portraits of famous people in books are all of old men just to prevent you from falling in love?"
"So that's how Ben Cao Gang Mu came about!!!"
On this day,
the mortal realm was abuzz!
...