Chapter 346 Those That Are Sung and Praised… (End of This Volume, Three Updates Seeking Monthly Tickets~6000)

After Su Zhou's investigation, he confirmed that after collecting a large amount of the power of aspiration from the Divine Wood World, the Annihilation Blade advanced because of this, and thus a small spirituality belonging to this divine blade was born.

Nourished by the power of aspiration and Su Zhou's dragon blood, this trace of spirituality has grown to an extraordinary degree. If it weren't residing in the Annihilation Blade, but on ordinary swords, it would have long since caused sword energy to soar to Yinghuo, and blood to bloom for ten *li*.

Why does it sound like it's not a good sign? That would be a question for Su, who has used this blade to wreak havoc countless times.

"Sigh, what's going on? How come there's another blade-baby that needs to be taken care of?"

Rubbing his head in distress, Su Zhou, who instantly felt himself transform from a chivalrous wanderer who traveled a thousand *li* without stopping and killed a man every ten steps, into a child-rearing dad, felt a sense of crisis: "This can't go on. I must educate these two guys well—quality education, starting from childhood!"

At this time, after a long drive, the black luxury car slowly stopped in the suburbs of Tiandu, in front of an inconspicuous small building.

Su Zhou arrived at the destination indicated by Yan Sheng.

After appeasing his tool tree and tool blade, Su Zhou temporarily put aside the doubts and worries in his heart, and instead threw himself into the matter at hand.

Although the small building seemed inconspicuous, there were several security personnel disguised as ordinary residents monitoring the surroundings. However, Su Zhou's arrival had obviously been notified in advance, so they even took the initiative to open the door to greet him, guiding Su Zhou into the building.

With the powerful perspective ability of spiritual vision, Su Zhou quickly discovered that the underground floor of this small building actually led directly to two hundred meters below the ground—and there, there was a very deeply hidden train track!

"So tight security?"

Noticing the airtight defensive measures along the way, and the channel with full camera and magical scanning, Su Zhou couldn't help but sigh in admiration. The security personnel next to him smiled and didn't speak, but instead took him on a miniature subway.

Amid the rumbling roar, Su Zhou sat on a spacious subway seat, and was interested in riding this single-person subway to an unknown distance.

The miniature high-speed train continued to travel more than ten kilometers deeper, the recording winding and circling, passing through many secret exits. Although Su Zhou vaguely knew that there was an unusually large underground facility beneath Tiandu to ensure it could remain intact in a global nuclear war, he did not expect the facility to be so large.

Time passed quickly under the influence of curiosity. Su Zhou arrived at his destination.

The end of the twenty-sixth line.

[Dao Yi · Central Heavenly Calculation Hub]

This was a giant dome hall comparable to an Olympic stadium, and in the middle of this hall was a giant *xian tian bagua* (pre-heaven trigram) array the size of a football field. Information streams like waterfalls flashed and disappeared above it, and countless spiritually processed electronic components released signals composed of '0' and '1' during the rotation of the black and white *yin yang* fish.

Arriving here, the train behind him slowly moved forward and left, while Su Zhou looked around in amazement and exclaimed, "Amazing... This is the legendary prediction hub? The divination computer that can detect crime in advance?"

[Accurately speaking, it's *bu gua* (divination).]

Yan Sheng's voice sounded from all directions, and a 0 and 1 virtual shadow formed by gathering spiritual light condensed into a human form from the data waterfall, and then stepped out.

Soon, Yan Sheng's human projection appeared in front of Su Zhou, smiling and reaching out to him: [Welcome to my office, also my home, my shell.]

"A very cool place. I'm really envious."

Su Zhou expressed his most direct thoughts. He never concealed anything. Then, the youth looked around, but unexpectedly discovered that among those data waterfalls, there were actually other vaguely hazy human figures moving and browsing.

[That is a resident of the electronic underworld.] Noticing Su Zhou's gaze, Yan Sheng smiled and stroked his beard: [She recently complained that she was very bored, so I let her study some code.]

[It seems that she is very happy.]

——Even in the underworld, you have to learn to code?!

Su Zhou looked at Yan Sheng, who was smiling very gently, with a shocked expression. However, coincidentally, what he wanted to say to Yan Sheng was also related to the electronic underworld, so he didn't continue exchanging pleasantries, but instead directly stated his purpose: "That's right, Yan Sheng. This time I'm taking the liberty of disturbing you because I rescued many people's souls during the battle on the moon."

"These people's souls are actually still 'alive'. Although it is true that their physical bodies have been destroyed, they have been nourished by me using a special method in my soul space, so they are essentially no different from the souls of living people... I really can't sit idly by and let them become wandering ghosts, so I thought of you and Sheng Sheng on the moon..."

[When you have a request, you address me with 'nin' (respectful form of you)?]

Although Yan Sheng's expression became more and more serious as Su Zhou spoke, he still chuckled and shook his head when he heard this: [I understand your idea roughly—you came to me because you think the 'electronic underworld' can accommodate these people's souls, right?]

[And the reason why you also contacted Cang Lunzhe is because he has a related project on artificial humans, and you think he can create artificial bodies so that these still-living souls can be revived?]

"Eh!"

Su Zhou, who saved himself from saying more, immediately smiled: "You're absolutely right!"

[You're thinking too conveniently, young man...]

Yan Sheng, who didn't know how old he really was, pondered. His projection paced back and forth on the *bagua* disc, frowning as if thinking about something.

After several entanglements, he sighed, looked up at Su Zhou and said: [To be honest, this is absolutely a good thing for me—my electronic underworld is very short of practical objects, and this time it is rare for me to occupy the moral high ground, and no one else will stop me.]

Saying this, the Zhusheng whose external projection was a middle-aged man, waved his hand: [But most of these souls are not from Zheng Guo, right? Although this doesn't matter, I still have to apply to the United International and the Committee, and ask them if they are willing themselves.]

"I understand everything." Su Zhou was mentally prepared for this. He didn't think Yan Sheng was the kind of person who would abandon principles for his own experiments—if that were the case, he wouldn't be able to reach this position: "How long will it take? What I mean is, the preservation time may not be too long."

He also remembered those human souls hanging on the spirit of the Tree of Wisdom, like dried ham.

[It won't be very long. The United International and the Committee will approve this kind of thing quickly.]

Yan Sheng's projection closed his eyes. This didn't actually prevent him from seeing Su Zhou, but it meant that he was projecting his consciousness to the other side of the network: [Okay, the application has been uploaded, just waiting for a reply.]

[Before that, I'll help you connect with Cang Lunzhe, so you don't have to go to his bizarre laboratory again.]

"I don't mind actually, I'd like to see it..."

That being said, Su Zhou didn't mind making it easier.

Soon, Sheng Sheng Cang Lunzhe, with white hair and Bai Ze blood, also transformed into a holographic projection and appeared in front of Su Zhou.

Without needing Su Zhou to repeat it, he, who had already received Yan Sheng's data packet, shook his head with regret: [The focus of my research is not actually on cloning, but on human body modification, gene modification... Moreover, to create a body that can perfectly accommodate a soul, you need the DNA information left by the person themselves—but most of the victims eaten by the Deep Space Callers have not left any DNA information.]

[Even so, it is very difficult to create a cloned body that has a normal lifespan, has cultivation talent, and has no confusion and is the same as the original version. It requires optimization and modification starting from the embryo... Unfortunately, this part of the technology is currently in the human testing phase, and the mortality rate...]

Sheng Sheng made an eight gesture, causing Su Zhou to frown: "Eight percent? That's too high..."

[It's eighty percent.] Sheng Sheng said calmly: [In fact, the original cloning rate was one hundred percent, but it is so difficult to transplant the soul—why do you think you need to learn seizing? This is a transcendent technique. An ignorant soul is passively stuffed into the body, and even the original body is dangerous, let alone a cloned one.]

Eighty percent mortality rate. Su Zhou was not a human butcher, so he could only give up with regret. However, Sheng Sheng also said that he was very interested in 'Shapeshifters', and as the only Zheng Guo person who had fought Shapeshifters, he hoped to have the opportunity to jointly research in the future.

Su Zhou naturally wouldn't refuse.

In this way, the only real choice was Yan Sheng's electronic underworld.

"Is the technology mature?" After being baptized by Sheng Sheng's eighty percent mortality rate, Su Zhou also became a little worried. Although the life and death of those people had nothing to do with him, he, who called himself the world's police, couldn't bear to see any bad endings.

[Very mature, like me.] Yan Sheng pointed to himself, then smiled: [And it's not an isolated case. At least, under standard conditions, the success rate is one hundred percent...]

Speaking of the word 'standard', Yan Sheng sighed softly and looked at the corner of the dome hall, at a blank desk, with a nostalgic look in his eyes. Su Zhou noticed this, but didn't know why.

Su Zhou originally thought that the process of waiting for the United International and the Committee to review it would be very slow. He was ready to say goodbye and wait for Yan Sheng to notify him in a few days before coming over.

Who knew that in less than ten minutes, the electronic report card for the same application had been delivered.

"How could it be so fast?!" Su Zhou was quite shocked: "This kind of thing, which concerns the life and death and future of thousands of people, they just passed it like that?"

[Just like how we are crossing the river by feeling the American Federation in the field of artificial intelligence chips.]

To this, Yan Sheng smiled faintly: [And other countries are also crossing the river by feeling us in the matter of soul digitization. Everyone learns from each other, which is also a hidden tacit understanding, and they will naturally give the green light.]

[Most importantly, Su Zhou, they don't care about the life and death of thousands of people who have nothing to do with them like you do... This is your advantage, but also a disadvantage. But it's fine, I like good kids like you.]

Considered the first time in his life that he had received the label of 'good kid' outside of his parents and Aunt Wen, Su Zhou touched his chin in confusion. However, compared to this trivial matter, the souls of those victims were indeed more important.

Soon, under Yan Sheng's guidance, Su Zhou came to a regular dodecahedron that was wrapped in layers of tempered glass and flickered with bright light cyan fluorescence.

This looked like a small dodecahedron star. Yan Sheng gestured for Su Zhou to release the souls he had preserved and bring them into contact with the regular dodecahedron that was engraved with countless nano-level runes.

[It's very simple. This is an idiot-proof operation.] Yan Sheng's tone was a bit proud: [As long as there is a corresponding 'Soul Sea Guider', even a helpless wandering soul on the street can be sucked into the electronic underworld and become one of its residents.]

"This is really convenient."

Now was not the time to think about other messy things. After sighing at the combination of modern technology and ancient transcendent techniques, Su Zhou began to untie the souls entangled on the Tree of Wisdom one by one, and then use his own soul as a carrier to transmit them to the regular dodecahedron engraved with who knows how many precise runes.

The regular dodecahedron, although there is no such saying in Zheng Guo's transcendent system, it implies 'complete world' in world transcendent studies. Yan Sheng must have had his own considerations and implications when he made the 'Soul Sea Guider', a magical artifact that can be called the entrance to the electronic underworld, in this shape.

Su Zhou felt that if in the future, cultivators were to cultivate into new immortals and gods, then Yan Sheng's title of King of the Underworld would really be a certainty—who told this world's original underworld to have long been abandoned, completely useless, and even taken away by the immortals and gods?

"Speaking of which, can souls live forever?"

The process of transmitting souls was quite boring, and while guiding one confused soul after another into the electronic underworld, Su Zhou couldn't help but ask Yan Sheng, who was silently watching this scene, a question that had troubled him for a long time: "Although I know that souls that have lost their physical bodies will quickly deteriorate, and most of them will have difficulty preserving their memories for a long time, and only a few can take the path of ghost cultivation... but if in the underworld, can souls be immortal?"

[Hmm... Good question.]

To this, Yan Sheng raised his head. He glanced at Su Zhou, his eyes a little complicated, and then slowly said: [Actually, the existence or non-existence of the soul has nothing to do with whether it is in the underworld or has a physical body... If it wants to live, it can live.]

[The only reason why most souls decay and deteriorate after the death of the physical body is because they really think they are dead. Of course, the harsh external environment and the lack of spiritual energy are also reasons, but now there is no such harsh environment.]

Saying this, Yan Sheng's tone was a little lost: [If you want to live, you can live. Naturally, if you want to die, you will die, and there will be no room for recovery.]

[And wanting to live forever is a very difficult thing...]

"Isn't it?" Hearing this, Su Zhou also felt quite sympathetic—although everyone says that it is better to live poorly than to die well, who hasn't been discouraged and in a bad state?

In the world, everyone may think of death when they are in a bad situation, and for soul ghost cultivators, without special cultivation, once such thoughts arise in their hearts, they will really die.

Therefore, the most important thing for ghost cultivators is 'firm obsession'.

"So, can there be exceptions in the electronic underworld?"

Thinking of this, Su Zhou subconsciously asked: "Or is it the same as the normal situation?"

[The electronic underworld is a shackle, but also an opportunity.]

To this, Yan Sheng did not hide anything, and said directly: [In a sense, the residents of the electronic underworld are not so much pure digitized souls as they are souls attached to 'electromagnetic signals'.]

[How do you say that? Pure brain activity, in other words, is a kind of micro-current nerve signal. The electronic underworld is essentially using information methods to simulate this kind of electromagnetic signal in the network... In a sense, the residents of the electronic underworld have not actually died at all. They have just abandoned their carbon-based bodies and converted the electromagnetic signals generated by the carbon-based bodies to an artificial network.]

Su Zhou quickly understood what Yan Sheng meant. He repeated it in his heart, and then slowly said: "So, the so-called shackle is the electronic underworld itself, which serves as the 'body'..."

[Yes.]

Yan Sheng slowly lowered his head, his tone deep: [Their essence is already another kind of electromagnetic information life... and not humans. Even if the original body is created, it is impossible to revive them—unless a completely transformed electronic prosthesis is created, but in that case, it would essentially be controlling a puppet.]

To this, Su Zhou was also quite speechless... Yes, it sounded like the price was indeed heavy. Entering the electronic underworld was essentially converting to another life form... But compared to meaningless dissipation, this was also another opportunity to live again.

At this moment, Su Zhou saw that Yan Sheng's eyes, as he stared at the electronic underworld server, showed heartfelt love.

It was difficult to explain why a projection completely condensed from electronic signals would make Su Zhou sense 'love', but that was the fact. It was a strong emotion born from the heart and originating from the soul, and was definitely not a simulated electronic signal.

[So I look forward to it. I look forward to the day when these ghosts in the electronic underworld can surpass the limitations of 'this world', transcend from it, and become beings that are better than ordinary souls, surpassing normal souls... I don't even know what to call them.]

Smiling gently, Yan Sheng walked forward, gazing at the hard work of his life, his eyes as gentle as if he were facing his own child: [I hope they can transcend this electronic underworld, just like we cultivators transcend the cycle of life and death, and become a completely new existence.]

And Su Zhou stood behind Yan Sheng, gazing at him.

——The Lord of Silence.

In that instant, Su Zhou vaguely saw the great existence behind the cycle world from Yan Sheng, the light similar to that of the Lord of Silence.

But soon, he reacted. Yan Sheng was Yan Sheng, and the Lord of Silence was the Lord of Silence.

And in just this moment, Su Zhou finally completely understood the meaning of what Yala had long said, that the 'great existence' and 'all related existences' were mutually 'independent'.

Originally, he had been wondering why there was a connection between a great existence and its derivatives, but why they were mutually independent? There were also often events where derivatives rebelled against the great existence.

But now, Su Zhou understood... just like how different people in this world may have the same ideas, they certainly have the same ideas, but they are different people. They do think the same, but how to do it specifically, how to implement it, even if all the choices made are exactly the same, these are all independent choices of the people themselves, and there is no relationship of subordination.

However, a great existence supports a way of thinking itself—not a representation or symbol, but support.

"Yala said... great existences almost never interfere with any world."

Muttering softly in his heart, Su Zhou gazed at Yan Sheng's back, which was staring at the electronic underworld, filled with nothing but love and expectation, and sighed: "His existence is only to prove that behind this kind of thinking, it is possible to succeed, that it is supported by a great existence, and has been practiced."

——Whether it's being a keyboard warrior, nitpicking, making the world chaotic, lively, and different.

——Whether it's creating reincarnation, expecting someone to transcend reincarnation, transcend death and everything, and achieve immortality.

——Whether it's enjoying a peaceful life like a plant, as the source of the great path, with all things existing through oneself.

——Even whether it's slaughtering, destroying the world, making everything in the world meaningless, and the end will eventually come.

All desires, all thoughts, their existence proves that doing this, thinking this way, is 'correct'.

Regardless of whether others understand it correctly or not, they themselves are perfectly self-consistent, have their own set of theories to prove it, and have succeeded.

"Ah... I understand, Yala."

Closing his eyes, Su Zhou continued to transmit the souls of the many victims in his body, and couldn't help but smile: "Your war back then was actually a war between many 'correct' and 'correct'."

"Ha."

And the snake spirit chuckled briefly: "I told you that a long time ago, my contractor, you should have known that a long time ago."

"Knowing doesn't mean understanding. And now, I understand, I finally understand."

Thinking this, Su Zhou opened his eyes. As he transmitted the souls, his eyes became brighter and more brilliant. In the youth's eyes, there was a light flashing called ambition, or rather, a light called 'desire'.

"I will become the correct one that is sung and praised... the existence that is sung and praised."

He said this, recalling what he had done in each world, and Su Zhou's tone was extremely firm: "I did this in the past, I am doing it now, and in the future, I will definitely do it."

To this, the scarlet snake wrapped around the Tree of Wisdom just chuckled lightly.

"Then I will wait."

It also said the same, its tone full of anticipation: "Those stories of yours in the future that will be sung and praised."