Wasteland Development Diary

Back at Trident Slope, Zhou Yi first rested for two days.

During this time, people constantly came to his door seeking employment and support.

They were either notorious escaped criminals, assassins, looters, or avengers.

"I am skilled in infiltration and assassination, and I once successfully assassinated a Lord of the Sea and twelve mages from various organizations, leaving no trace behind. If the company thinks there are people in the way, I will make them disappear forever, and my price is not high, please consider me."

...

"I and my brothers greatly admire Mr. Zhou and sincerely hope to join and serve you. We specialize in dealing with mechanical and electrical cities, we can program, forge ID cards, and have robbed the dispatch center six times, successfully stealing light seeds three times. We have accumulated considerable professional experience in this field."

...

"I have an irreconcilable feud with Governor Qian Ren Gong! Please, Mr. Zhou, avenge me. I am willing to offer all my possessions and a family heirloom with both hands!"

...

But no serious Dragon Palace cultivators came seeking employment.

Zhou Yi was a little depressed.

The battle at the Dragon Palace had made a name for him, but in a somewhat skewed way. In the eyes of the people of the Forbidden Continent, he was more like the head of an evil force.

"That's the result of slaying a dragon."

Qin Xie, who had recovered a lot, said, "In the Forbidden Continent, the reputation of dragons is quite good. It has been running the Dragon Palace for many years. Although it will also challenge and accept challenges from some opponents, it does so with dignity, and with its strength, it rarely loses."

"Normally, in a challenge within the safe zone, it is enough to make the opponent admit defeat, or maintain an advantage to a certain extent, and you will automatically be judged as the winner. But this time, you directly killed it... It's hard not to suspect that you came to eliminate the dragon."

Zhou Yi felt that this didn't make sense.

The dragon didn't say it admitted defeat.

It was still trying to fight back and struggle, so of course, I could only continue to suppress it with firepower.

The judgment of victory or defeat didn't take effect either.

"So, in the eyes of outsiders, you went to the Dragon Palace to cause trouble."

Qin Xie gloated with a smile: "At least in the seventh district, sixteenth segment, your fierce reputation is now known to everyone."

"Madam Mei also sent congratulations, and asked me to be sure to tell you, congratulations on establishing your prestige by slaying the dragon."

"..."

Zhou Yi didn't think much about it.

What's done is done, let it be.

But Extinction Duke said, "This is a good thing in the Forbidden Continent."

"In this place, there is a mixed bag of people, with all kinds of dangerous characters appearing. Having such a fierce reputation will make things much easier. Especially when raising electric cats, it can reduce a lot of unnecessary harassment. The dragon is what happens to those who offend you."

Zhou Yi's face twitched.

How did the dragon become a unit of measurement?

It was very strong in itself.

Mainly, the dragon was seriously injured by Zhou Yi with 1 million light seeds as a preemptive strike, and it withstood the siege for a while before dying.

"There's also a very important thing."

Extinction Duke said solemnly, "Killing a conceptual life will allow you to seize a portion of its conceptual mark. Since you killed the dragon, you should have obtained this part of the power, right?"

Zhou Yi didn't understand: "What is that?"

"It's a mark of a specific consciousness."

"You killed a conceptual life, so you seized a part of its consciousness. However, the most special thing about conceptual characteristics is that they are interconnected with conceptual life."

Extinction Duke explained, "Because you killed the dragon, you have the dragon's mark on you, and it may come looking for you."

"You can also compete for the concept of the dragon."

"Conceptual lives influence people, and people's perceptions also influence conceptual lives. They are group consciousnesses formed by various conscious movements, but they are led by a single consciousness."

"You are the killer, so your competitive ranking will be very high."

Zhou Yi's heart stirred: "Are you saying... with a conceptual mark, you can compete for the dominance of the conceptual life of the dragon?"

"That's right!"

"Although the dragon has fallen from its peak for a long time, and was once killed by the Celestials, as long as it recovers, it will still be a top-level conceptual life."

Extinction Duke seemed even more excited than Zhou Yi, the dragon slayer. It said, "You can also try this path."

Zhou Yi asked Extinction Duke for detailed guidance.

Only then did he understand.

The initial conceptual life is like Mic Hog, born from a small range of group consciousness.

However, as it continues to grow and expand, its consciousness will become increasingly vast and complex, absorbing relevant consciousness from all over the world.

It's like a snowball that keeps getting bigger and bigger.

The one who leads this snowball movement is usually the earliest consciousness inside. It exists as the brain, and other consciousnesses and fragments of consciousness are the body.

But if it is killed once, it will cause it to break apart and weaken. As an external destroyer, one will absorb and seize a portion of its core consciousness, which is the conceptual mark.

With the mark, one can influence that conceptual life.

The more times it is killed, the stronger the influence, and it may even replace its existence.

Zhou Yi suddenly came to his senses: "In other words, when the Celestials slayed the dragon before, it wasn't just to weaken it, but also to control it?"

"That's right."

Extinction Duke's eyeballs rolled: "But after the dragon was resurrected, it hid in the Forbidden Continent, and the Celestials couldn't do anything about it."

Zhou Yi immersed himself in core memory.

In the spiral world composed of black and white consciousness keys, he indeed discovered something different.

Floating inside was a fragmented, glowing sigil.

Zhou Yi focused on it and found that it was the two-dimensional dragon tattoo from when the dragon descended before, but only a small area was lit up, and the rest was dim.

He tried to touch this sigil fragment.

"Dragon, can you hear me?"

"..."

Although the other party was silent, there were still clear fluctuations in the sigil.

"I took the rice cake away. I plan to come again next spring to recruit people. The Dragon Palace has a very sound talent cultivation system, see you then."

The other side finally spoke: "You're not right."

"?"

"You are not a conceptual life, but you hold that guy who can create music consciousness."

"That's Mic Hog, he's an employee of my company."

"I clearly observed that you only have B-grade strength... Why?"

Zhou Yi replied: "It's the power of money. You know, I run a company, and I have a lot of light seed reserves."

"No, I mean, why are you only at B-grade? This is completely illogical. Your consciousness strength is still at B-grade. How can this possibly dominate a strong consciousness conceptual life... This is completely abnormal."

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Zhou Yi said, "That's not convenient to disclose."

The dragon's voice came from the mark: "Why do you know about my past? Those characteristics and visualizations from the Age of Gods, no one should be able to understand them anymore... Are you deeply researching the Age of Gods?"

"It's a personal interest."

The dragon didn't seem to care about being killed.

It showed more curiosity about Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi also simply started chatting with it.

"The origin of the dragon is debated. Some say that there once existed a life form called the dragon—that is, the true prototype before you. Others say that the dragon is the product of the final unification of various tribes, worshiping various totems pieced together. The specifics can no longer be verified."

"However, after the concept of the dragon was first born, in ancient China, the dragon represented nobility and kingship, and was also a protective god for praying for rain, harvest, good fortune, and disaster relief."

Zhou Yi talked about what he had known since he was a child.

"But in ancient Europe, which is now the Western Continent, the dragon more often represented greed and brutality. It was a plunderer and collector, more inclined to be a monster."

The dragon said, "It's pretty much the same as now."

"Before I was reclusive, it was indeed easier to be peaceful and stable in the Eastern Continent, and I was willing to help those who prayed and the weak. They didn't seem to be afraid of me, and were happy to see me instead."

"When I went to the Western Continent, I had a desire to slaughter as soon as I saw life. The more I saw, the more I wanted to kill. My desire for slaughter and plunder was high there. It seems that the descendants of the old humans still inherited this part of the conceptual cognition."

Zhou Yi thought that was indeed the case.

This is another example of oranges turning into trifoliate oranges when grown north of the Huai River.

Eastern dragons have divinity.

Western dragons have more bestiality.

Zhou Yi said, "You still can't leave the Forbidden Continent? Are you still being hunted by the Celestials?"

"Of course."

A low voice came from the dragon mark: "Those guys never wanted to let me go."

Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment: "There are many conceptual lives in this world. Why are the Celestials fixated on you? I haven't heard them care so much about other conceptual lives. Why is that?"

The other party was silent for a while.

"It's better for you not to know. It will bring you endless trouble."

Zhou Yi thought.

If I'm found out to be wearing the skin of a Celestial, I'm afraid I'll be on the must-kill list.

I have to get more Celestial intelligence so I can deal with them in the future.

Zhou Yi decided to guess.

"You know their secrets."

"..."

"It seems I guessed right?"

The dragon said lightly: "The Celestials don't care about most conceptual lives."

"I was killed by them forty-nine times in a row and turned into my current weakened state, so I can only hide on the Forbidden Continent. Fortunately, there is the Dragon Palace here. This super-huge building life helps me cultivate many dragon successors, so I can increase my influence on the outside world to some extent."

"The reason why I have fallen to this point is because when I was still a god, one of the Celestials was my believer."

Zhou Yi was shocked.

It was a complete reversal.

"I know this sounds extremely absurd, but it's the truth."

"The Celestials are not what the outside world thinks... They do possess incredibly powerful power, the intensity of which is unimaginable and incomprehensible to many people. But they are also very fragile. What I mean by fragile is spiritual."

The dragon said, "At least the Celestial I knew was very anxious. Because the Celestials are constantly dying and being destroyed, they cannot reproduce, and the fresh blood brought by offspring cannot replenish and prolong them. So they need to find suitable life in this world to transform into their offspring."

This was consistent with what Zhou Yi knew.

"However, this is not going smoothly."

"The Celestial I knew also faced the dilemma of impending death. It chose a very extreme method. It completely stripped its consciousness from its body and entered the Great Holy Spirit of this world."

"Through the power and mechanism of the Great Holy Spirit, it integrated itself into a conceptual life, and started a new life in this way."

"Because I knew too much, I was hunted down. After being reorganized again and again, I only remember this much."

Zhou Yi's heart trembled: "Who is the conceptual life that the Celestial disguised as?"

"Me."

Zhou Yi was stunned.

The dragon is a Celestial?!