Chapter One Hundred: The Civilized Warship (Part Five)

On Earth, arrays were formed one after another with the help of Earth spirits, harnessing the planet’s ley lines. Each critical array node on the surface was constructed through the concentrated efforts of the entire Earth civilization, calculated and built with meticulous precision.

At the moment the grand array was completed, the core of civilization in Yi Gang’s hand suddenly flew out, its radiance illuminating the entire Earth. Every being seemed frozen in time, all eyes fixed on the changes within the civilization core. Through it, they witnessed the journey from humanity’s very birth to its gradual development. The core imprinted upon their consciousness the undeniable truth: they were all part of Earth’s civilization.

Whether human or spirit beast, this truth was universally accepted, and their descendants would never question it.

The image of the civilization core began to shift. What once resembled a celestial sphere slowly transformed into a continent shaped like a spaceship. One by one, node structures formed a vast array, uniting the entire landmass into a cohesive whole. The array reflected upon the outer shell of the celestial sphere, initiating the automatic formation of corresponding defensive arrays.

At the moment everything was complete, a beam of light descended, shining upon the civilization core.

“Earth civilization, cultivation system civilization, advancement to Tier 3 successful. Reward: one Tier 3 spiritual vein for the civilization, one Tier 3 spell for the contestants, and one random civilization destiny bearer.”

Sun Meng gazed at the newly appeared spell “Star Battle Body” that had entered his mind and immediately began to comprehend it. Unlike spells that could be mastered outright, this required personal cultivation.

Xu Xiao’s eyes gleamed sharply. After the civilization core returned to Yi Gang, he declared, “I am the civilization destiny bearer. My special ability is to predict the future, consuming energy in the process. If the issue is critical, it also consumes the essence of my lifespan. The most unique power is to align the prediction with reality—essentially, a form of authentic prophecy, making my forecasted future a tangible reality.”

“This ability…” Those listening immediately recognized countless practical applications. After all, none of them were ordinary individuals, and their minds naturally explored broader possibilities.

“Whether predicting technological advancements, making decisions, or even striking opponents with causality-like effects, this ability is formidable. However, the greater the deviation between the predicted outcome and actual reality, the higher the cost I pay. Furthermore, it seems that after advancing to Tier 3 civilization, each civilization has the chance to birth such a special existence. Even if I use the authentic prediction, it could be countered by another with the same power.”

“Xu Xiao is right,” Yi Gang said, “Tier 3 civilizations are qualified to nurture special destiny bearers. We merely have the advantage of acting first. This reward is granted to the top ten participants. According to the civilization core, our civilization can still nurture one more special destiny bearer, but Sun Meng must find suitable materials in the upcoming task worlds. The core offers no further details, but for each rank advancement, we gain one spot.”

“Also, the destiny bearers’ powers do not affect contestants. I propose that when we rebuild Earth, we prioritize constructing the Super Spiritual Brain. That would be of great help to me,” Xu Xiao added.

Previously confident in his innate talent, he now realized that sheer talent alone was insufficient after gaining this destiny ability.

Indeed, he had already devised ways to minimize the backlash of authentic predictions!

Meanwhile, Sun Meng had originally planned to return to the main city but remained immersed in the Three Kingdoms world, entering a stage of profound comprehension with the newly acquired cultivation method.

Half a month swiftly passed. Spiritual veins were awakened one after another by Nan Hua and his companions, releasing surging spiritual energy that rapidly evolved the animals in forests and rivers, triggering a beast tide within the Three Kingdoms realm!

Fortunately, due to Sun Meng’s prior teachings, even rural farmers quickly reached early postnatal stages of cultivation. With the combined efforts of local government troops and militia, the major cities were largely preserved.

Liu Hong listened grimly as Zhang Rang reported the situation across various regions. His dark expression brightened slightly. “Issue orders to recruit soldiers from every county to resist the beasts. Militia who reach late postnatal strength and kill ten beasts of the same level shall be appointed centurions. Those reaching innate level, regardless of martial or civil aptitude, shall become captains! After the beast tide passes, rewards shall be distributed according to merit!”

“Yes, Your Majesty. But I worry this time the noble families will take undue advantage,” Zhang Rang said hesitantly.

Liu Hong retorted, “Then order them to seek true commoners! I refuse to believe no gifted martial artists exist among the people. Moreover, children from humble families are eligible, as long as they are not aligned with the great clans!”

Zhang Rang’s eyes flickered. “Your Majesty, what about the fallen relatives? Could they be of use?” He recalled a previous report mentioning Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei. Because Liu Bei was once a disciple of Lu Zhi, who had rendered great merit, he had been left untouched but noted.

“Fallen relatives? Which branch?” Liu Hong pondered. He had not heard of any outstanding talents from the relatives recently.

“Descendants of Prince Jing of Zhongshan, specifically Liu Bei of Zhuo County, also known as Liu Xuande. Liu Yan, the Minister of Clan Affairs, confirmed their kinship. Liu Bei studied under Lu Zhi and earned merits during the Yellow Turban Rebellion. He currently serves as a county officer in Anxi. He has two sworn brothers, all three being innate early-stage martial experts.” Zhang Rang sensed Liu Hong’s interest and detailed every piece of information without omission.

“To think such figures still exist among the relatives,” Liu Hong tapped the table thoughtfully. “No immediate rewards, but observe his performance this time; then we shall decide.” He recalled Liu Yan’s mention of the provincial governor system.

For Liu Hong, the relatives were a complex faction, as he himself was once among them.

Sitting idle at home, the throne descends from heaven!

In the Han dynasty, relatives had rights of succession, especially when the emperor lacked an heir or was eclipsed by powerful ministers. Relatives could claim legitimacy or act to purge treacherous ministers.

Relatives were both an asset—never truly aligned with the great clans—and a threat to the throne. This sentiment influenced his decisions, for with the arrival of an era of cultivation prosperity, a fierce conflict between the great clans and the royal house was inevitable.

Sun Meng lightly tapped his finger, handing over the “Star Battle Body” cultivation method. “Try adapting this technique to suit cultivation in this world. Let me know when you have results.” With that, Sun Meng returned to the main city.

Upon arrival, he found several private messages awaiting him.

“Where have you been? Why no reply?” Kokolalu left a message.

“Have you completed the advancement? We can now sign the civilization contract. The upcoming tasks will definitely not be solo endeavors,” Mu Xingye messaged.

Besides these two, the rest were from shops—requests to buy advanced cultivation methods or proposals to form alliances. Sun Meng glanced at them before deleting.

He replied to Mu Xingye, “I have completed the civilization advancement. When shall we sign the contract?”

To Kokolalu, he wrote, “I was in seclusion just now. Has your civilization broken through?”

Mu Xingye soon responded, “As expected, you didn’t disappoint. Come to Room 1208 in Sector C. Do you intend to sign the contract with Kokolalu’s side?”

Sun Meng was about to reply when Kokolalu’s message appeared.

“Don’t mention it! I don’t know what they’re up to. At such a critical moment, they quarreled for days over the civilization emblem on the mothership! As a result, they didn’t even make the top 300, only receiving one Tier 3 technology. What a big loss!” Kokolalu said.

“Do you remember Mu Xingye and Pix wanted to sign the civilization contract with me earlier? I want to ask if you’re willing to sign it,” Sun Meng asked.

“Of course!” Kokolalu replied without hesitation. She had gained much from working alongside the three of them. Without their joint efforts, their civilization’s potential breakthrough to Tier 3 would have been slim. Why not align with them? Besides, there was an emotional foundation between her and Sun Meng—they wouldn’t suffer any real loss.

Sun Meng breathed a sigh of relief. “Then let’s meet at Room 1208 in Sector C.”