Chapter 2177 - 63: Inspire Every Heart That Wants to Dance, Just Like Music

Chapter 2177: Chapter 63: Inspire Every Heart That Wants to Dance, Just Like Music

"I’m well aware of Bai Ji’s wishes, and I can resolve them."

With that said, Ian turned his head and looked toward the wilderness, "You don’t need to worry. The Fortress States of Fort Fuerst will maintain their original customs, and the marks you’ve left behind won’t be erased. It’s just best if Terra doesn’t have more than one Fifth Energy Level, so please rest a little longer."

"I can accept that." Lady Wilderness yawned, "I’ve been tired for a long while. If I can sleep safely without worries, that’ll truly be reassuring."

"You shouldn’t worry either." Ian looked at Bai Wo, "Your plans with the Aether Arms Order and the Retrospection Sect have partial agreements from me. The afterlife is a necessary path for an extraordinary civilization, and the Bai Wo civilization’s experience is comprehensive. Once the Domain of Void is completely repaired, you might not rest for much longer before you have to revive and guide them remotely."

"Rest assured, this planet is reserved for you to proliferate and revive the races you wish to revive. But remember, what I can endure is always ’all intelligent life forms are Terra People.’ If anyone wants to cultivate new Ceres, new ’Bai Wo people’ in the future, then I will take extinction action."

Ian nearly jests at this point, but there’s a pervasive sense of bloodiness in his words: "If you don’t do it, there are other races who intend to, so don’t blame me for not warning you."

"...Yes." Bai Wo lowered his head, differing from White Ji, who once actively participated in human society in wanting to become human, while Bai Wo intends for humans to become a new Bai Wo civilization after death.

If it naturally evolves, Ian won’t intervene, but Bai Wo’s excessive desire to revive his species and this obsession with forced integration causes both civilizations to lose their essence, making it meaningless. Therefore, Ian won’t allow it.

Lastly, Yingye.

"Even you, Ian Silverpeak. Even you standing before me, even as you are the Star God, I still have to say."

The King of Shadows stood up. Though defeated by Ian, he never lacked the courage to confront Ian: "I only wish to recreate the pure people of Yingye, without any link to humans."

"This was the promise once given by The Creator. We would have a paradise to recreate civilization and live in peace. The Creator is dead, and I understand I can’t demand too much, but if possible, I only wish to guarantee absolute independence for civilization."

"If that’s what you think."

Ian nodded slightly, "Then I can understand you because this is your dream."

"But you need to be sealed a bit longer."

"Wait until in the future, Embrace Light oversees the creation of ’Embrace Light’s Ring,’ and finally, at the very end, you shall return. Prior to that, I need your power to construct a subspace shadow network connecting Terra’s Eleven Planets."

"When the ring is finally cast and all eleven planets are disassembled, you may return from subspace and reshape your pure Yingye civilization."

...

Among the Fifth Energy Level, there are many who are aware of Ian’s powers, and their own dreams exist. When faced with Ian’s strength, which surpasses their imagination, they’ve already abandoned resistance. But if they have their dreams, they dare to negotiate with Ian.

However, some people actually don’t have their dreams - or rather, their dreams were fulfilled long ago, hence they appear very relaxed when facing Ian’s ’seal.’

"Haha, I won."

Nathaniel was playing chess with Splitt Solin, the spry old man smiling with squinting eyes: "How can you not know how to play chess after all these years? Even in hard calculation, our computing power could still draw a tie, right?"

"I don’t want to calculate anymore." Duke of Solin lay sideways on the ice layer of the sixteenth satellite Titans of Sixth Planet Deus of Terra, lazily pushing the solid oxygen pieces in the negative one hundred eighty before him: "I’ve done everything I should, originally planning to wait for permanent retirement, didn’t expect still to have work."

"You’ve managed to do a lot, at least." The First Legion Commander said somewhat enviously: "While I’ve mostly been watching, not my turn to act."

"Come on." Duke of Solin waved his hand: "When Michael was gone for ten years back then, who covered for him, evading Axel’s watch?"

"When Yisen Gard ran all the way from the Northern Territory to the Southern Border, who handled the aftermath of the probes and assassinations?"

"Back when the First Knight was running all over The Empire, who cleared the tracks, who allowed him to retire at Harrison Port? I remember, it wasn’t just me doing this?"

Speaking of this, Duke of Solin sighed: "If it weren’t for Teacher Hiliard’s unexpected passing, weren’t you planning to wait for some day when Michael raised his flag of rebellion, you’d then introduce a reappearance of the First Knight with a young ’Yinaiga’ to aid?"

"It’s all things from the past." Nathaniel said with a smile, dropping his gaze to the chessboard before him, his tone lightening: "Once the old ones disappear, I don’t have the strength to plan for the future anymore. The new era belongs to the newcomers; we should just do our part here."

"Yes, right? Young man? Don’t worry, I know your request, you wish to extract fuel on Deus Star, utilize Deus Star’s mass, second only to the sun, to create brand new trans-dimensional vortex devices, to build interstellar pathways... This requires the power of both me and Splitt."