I fabricated myths to guide the revival of spiritual energy.

Chapter 225 The Academy of Sciences' Crazy Proposal

Kyoto, China. Center of the Supreme Council of the Earth Human Alliance.

This is a gigantic underground structure with an extremely magnificent ring-shaped structure. The walls are inlaid with dense defensive arrays, which are strong enough to withstand a direct hit from a nuclear bomb.

At this moment, a highly confidential and extremely tense closed-door meeting is being held on the top floor of the circular conference room.

Seated at the head of the round table was the alliance's highest decision-maker. On either side of him were several top military commanders who commanded significant forces, and several high-ranking members of parliament representing the interests of the "new era cultivation clans."

Standing in the center of the conference table, giving a presentation, was Wang Mingyuan, the chief expert of the Alliance Academy of Sciences, who had just returned from Suzhou's seventh satellite city by special plane.

A holographic projector projected an extremely bloody and blurry video onto the round table.

That was a mutated wolf that had grown to three meters in size and even knew how to use simple traps to hunt down an outer patrol squad of the Alliance!

"Gentlemen, members of parliament, the situation has reached a point where there is no time to lose."

Wang Mingyuan braced his hands on the table, his bloodshot eyes scanning every important figure present, his voice low and hoarse.

"In the past three years, without the pressure of the void, the Earth's native food chain has been undergoing an extremely terrifying 'spiritualization' mutation."

"According to the latest data model from the Academy of Sciences, the number of first-tier demonic beasts in the wilderness is increasing exponentially! Even on the edges of some famous mountains and rivers rich in spiritual energy, second-tier demonic beasts capable of casting low-level spells have begun to appear!"

"What's even more terrifying is that they're not only getting stronger, they're getting smarter! They're developing their own social structures and tribal concepts. If they're allowed to evolve like this, a terrifying beast tide that will sweep the globe will inevitably erupt within three years!"

A brief silence fell over the meeting room.

A portly councilor, representing the interests of a certain cultivation clan, casually picked up the spiritual tea on the table and took a sip.

"Professor Wang, aren't you exaggerating? No matter how those beasts evolve, they're nothing more than a bunch of moving refining materials in front of Kunlun's sword immortals and our psionic heavy artillery."

"Exactly," another councilor chimed in. "As long as the barrier remains intact, the fortress city is absolutely safe. Even if a beast tide breaks out, at most some of the outer mortal factories will be sacrificed, and the overall situation will still be under our control."

"Sacrificing ordinary people for a factory?"

A military commander, dressed in an old-fashioned general's uniform, slammed his fist on the table, his eyes wide with fury: "Easy for you to say! Eighty percent of the world's physical productivity depends on those ordinary people! If they collapse in panic, who will forge your swords?! Who will keep the cities running?!"

"Moreover, there are only seven years left until the Great Tribulation of ten years! Once the Void Army truly descends, we will not only face attacks from the heavens, but also have to guard against the rampage of demonic beasts on the ground. Do you really think that cultivators alone can hold onto this foundation?!"

The military commander's roar made the faces of those powerful councilors look slightly unpleasant, but they were unable to refute it.

In this cyberpunk cultivation society, although cultivators are high above, mortals are the absolute foundation of this massive pyramid. Once the foundation collapses, the spire above will inevitably crumble as well.

The alliance's top decision-maker, who had remained silent until now, rubbed his throbbing temples. He looked at Wang Mingyuan and asked in a deep voice:

"Professor Wang, now that you're here today presenting this top-secret report, the Academy of Sciences should already have a response plan, right?"

"have."

Wang Mingyuan took a deep breath. He knew that what he was about to say would be like a nuclear bomb with a yield of ten million tons, completely overturning the old order of the entire cultivation world.

"Commander, the current problem is that we have an extremely large population of mortals, but these people are a burden with no ability to resist when facing demonic beasts and the void."

There's only one way to break this deadlock!

A near-mad glint flashed in Wang Mingyuan's eyes as he said, enunciating each word clearly, "Break down class barriers and let mortals cultivate immortality too!"

"absurd!"

The portly, powerful councilor slammed his fist on the table and stood up, pointing at Wang Mingyuan's nose as he angrily shouted, "Mortals have no spiritual roots; they're born with a sieve, unable to retain even the faintest trace of spiritual energy! This is an ironclad law set by Heaven! Allowing mortals to cultivate immortality? Wang Mingyuan, are you out of your mind for research funding?!"

The others also shook their heads, thinking that Wang Mingyuan was indulging in wishful thinking.

If the spiritual root barrier were so easy to break, why would cultivators be so high and mighty?

"The ironclad law of Heaven?"

Wang Mingyuan sneered, "The Heavenly Dao only says that mortals don't have innate spiritual roots, but it didn't say... that they can't be created!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mingyuan quickly entered a string of extremely complex, top-secret instructions, which was thirty-two characters long, onto the holographic panel on his wrist.

"Buzz!"

The projected image in the center of the conference table switched instantly.

The scene shows an extremely secluded underground laboratory. Under the glaring light of operating lights, a death row inmate's body, covered in tubes, is submerged in a huge, transparent nutrient tank.

Deep within the spine of that death row inmate, an artificial tissue radiating an eerie red light and covered with miniature array patterns was violently filtering and trapping the spiritual energy flowing in from the outside!

"Beep! A stable microcirculation of spiritual energy has been established within the target's body. Current cultivation level assessment: Qi Refining Stage 1!"

The video features an extremely clear synthesized electronic sound.

The entire Supreme Council center fell into an eerie silence.

All the members of parliament, the military commander, and even the usually composed top decision-maker, were all stunned, staring intently at the mortal body on the holographic projection, as if struck by lightning.

Their pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints, and their brains completely shut down at that moment.

"What...what is this?!" The powerful councilor who had previously mocked Wang Mingyuan was now trembling violently.

Looking at the horrified expressions on everyone's faces, Wang Mingyuan curled his lips into a cold smile.

"Distinguished leaders, I would like to solemnly introduce to you the forbidden weapon that the Academy of Sciences developed over three years, at the cost of the lives of thousands of death row inmates."

Wang Mingyuan straightened his back, his voice resounding like a great bell in the hall:

"Code name: Project God-Making!"

"We reverse-engineered the genetic mechanism by which mutated monsters absorb spiritual energy, and combined it with a high-precision micro-carving array to successfully develop an [artificial pseudo-spiritual root]!"

"By implanting this 'pseudo-spiritual root' into the spinal cord of mortals, we can forcibly lock in their spiritual energy, granting them destructive power comparable to a Qi Refining stage cultivator!"

"Madmen... Your Academy of Sciences is a bunch of complete madmen! This is against the natural order! If Kunlun finds out, he will definitely grind you to dust!" A high-ranking general, extremely conservative, roared, his face pale.

"Is this contrary to the laws of nature?"

Wang Mingyuan stared directly at the general without backing down, "Faced with the imminent extinction of humanity, survival is the only moral imperative!"

"Of course, I must admit that this technology is extremely crude and cruel."

Wang Mingyuan's tone turned extremely cold, "The ferocity of the demonic beast genes and the high pressure of the formation will greatly deplete the human body's life force. Mortals implanted with this thing will constantly burn their life force, and their lifespan will be greatly reduced."

"This is a wicked path where you risk your life for cultivation."

Wang Mingyuan slammed his hands on the table, staring intently at the top decision-maker:

"However, Commander, if you just nod your head and issue the permit for mass production, I guarantee we can use those ordinary people in the lower city to arm you with tens of millions, even hundreds of millions, of fearless pseudo-spiritual root warriors who are willing to die alongside demonic beasts!"

"Use the lives of mortals to fill that impending high-dimensional meat grinder!"

The outrageous proposal, like the devil's whisper, echoed in the conference room.

No one spoke again. The eyes of the councilors from those cultivation clans flickered with extremely complex emotions of weighing options.

The origin of life? Shortened lifespan?

Are those things important?

For these high-ranking chess players, as long as they themselves don't die, and as long as they can turn those desperate mortals back into useful "weapons" at the lowest cost, it's a sure-fire way to make money!

The top decision-maker remained silent for a long time. He looked at the death row inmate on the holographic projection, who had been tortured beyond recognition, and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, all that remained was an extreme coldness.

"Wang Mingyuan, this technology is just one step away from completion, right?"

"Yes, sir," Wang Mingyuan replied. "Pseudo-spiritual roots can only provide an internal source of spiritual energy. The mortal body is too fragile to withstand high-intensity combat. We are currently looking for a solution."

"very good."

The top decision-maker picked up a pen and signed his name heavily on the top-secret authorization document.

"I approve the creation of a god to proceed to the second phase."