Vasha Bahamut

The red and black lightning is like a network, exchanging hundreds of trillions of information flows every second. The massive amount of thought data is repeatedly superimposed, gradually collapsing human history from ancient times to the present into a singularity.

Black hole.

Endless information, when gathered together, will eventually form a black hole, which stores all the information it has swallowed.

If the essence of all things is information, then is the universe merely a miniature garden?

If the entire universe remains unchanged forever, then what is death? If the world is just a game, a few lines of code, a few lines of poetry and stories, then is there no such thing as life and destruction at all?

The universe has never lived.

' Ya Wen... Ya Wen...'

Dai Sijia's constant calls jolted Ya Wen out of her deep dream. Her body was entangled in the parachute ropes, and her skin was frozen stiff by the cold wind Outland. If she weren't a [medium], she would probably have frozen to death here long ago.

She struggled to raise her hand, drew her paratrooper knife, cut the rope, and slowly got up from the ground with her supply pack. Her standard rifle was soaked in ice and sand, and when Ya Wen noticed it, a strange layer of rust immediately appeared on the Carbon Fiber holster.

She pulled the trigger, trying to pull the bolt.

Crack! The broken gun barrel snapped cleanly, like a piece of shaqima (a type of Chinese pastry), and crashed into the Frost and Snow and white sand Outland. As the wind howled, the remaining fragments were gradually weathered and eroded.

Ya Wen suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. She threw away the broken standard rifle, knelt down, and felt a strange smell of decay and rust churning in her lungs. She dry-heaved and coughed for a while. "Ugh—cough cough cough!"

She patted her chest repeatedly, spitting out a pool of reddish-black liquid. Ya Wen couldn't tell if it was blood or something else, but from the few residues inside, she could see shapes that looked like internal organs.

She opened her military water bottle, rinsed her mouth, wiped the Frost and Snow off her eyelashes with the back of her hand, raised the individual combat system on her arm, and saw, with the help of the glass reflection, that her originally golden-green eyes were now covered with red and black patches.

"... Malefic Calamity."

Ya Wen murmured to herself, then immediately fell silent.

She took out her two favorite pistols from the holster under her arm, but these two weapons that had been with her for so long were now completely corroded and disintegrated by an invisible force, and no matter how she pulled the trigger, the weapons could no longer be used.

"Ya Wen? What's wrong with you? Ever since you were swept into that red and black cloud by the plane explosion, I feel like you've been acting strangely."

Ya Wen didn't say anything. She lowered her arms, ignored Dai Sijia's words, pressed her peaked cap tighter, and slowly walked south.

"Hey—I really can't do anything with you, I guess I'll just have to go with you."

She has been infected, and now she must find a professional as soon as possible.

Only in this way could she avoid becoming a deformed monster and die as a human being.

Buzz——————

The red and black clouds in the sky were churning. Ya Wen looked up and saw what seemed to be a striking red meteor streaking across the sky.

Then she lowered her head again and continued walking.

Red and black patches spread across her eyes, reflecting the red and black sky, never to fade away.

Li Aoz's figure pierced the red and black skyline. This action severely broke the Frostplate Citizen's defenses, but the Frostplate Air Force's reaction was what satisfied him the most.

Unlike Dai Weilin, Medvi was not a military man; she was a pure politician. Her skill lay in deceiving voters, but when it came to war, she was a complete idiot and had no authority among the military.

The people of the Four Nations have a strong illusion about power and leaders, thinking that "people in their position can think more than I can think." However, in reality, as long as the heads of the Four Nations are still just human beings, they will make the same mistakes that humans make.

In many cases, some extremely absurd phenomena occur.

For example, Li Aoz heard a story that Zhengxu's leader once decided to revive Zhengxu's heavy industry because he dreamed that one day the Red Arrow Empire would abandon its trade cooperation with Zhengxu and establish a free trade zone with Galen currency settlement. The president woke up from the dream and convened a meeting overnight to discuss the possibility of this. The economists analyzed it very well and assured the president that such a thing would not happen.

The result was outrageous, because in less than half a month, people were shocked to find that the Red Arrow Empire had actually set up a free trade zone pilot zone facing its vassal states, because Crown Prince Rudolf felt that Galen's influence was declining.

No matter how outrageous you think it is, the truth is always more outrageous than you imagine.

"After this incident, the trust that both the Military Department and civilians have in Medvi will likely collapse further."

This is a good sign, because Dai Weilin comes from the military and has a very high prestige in the military. Although Medvi considers the 'invincible' Law Enforcement Division Three to be absolutely loyal to her—in reality, Law Enforcement Division Three is only loyal to the country of Frostplate.

The very act of sending the Law Enforcement Division Four agents into battle was seen by the Frostplate soldiers as a sign of the president's distrust of them. Coupled with the fact that their Air Force comrades had been decimated and had made such a vehement protest, it was clear that the president was already plotting something.

If Dai Weilin is released from prison, Li Aoz believes he will quickly gain the support of the military, and once in power, Dai Weilin will have the loyalty of the entire Law Enforcement Division Three Agency.

"Take it slow. For at least six months, we won't have to worry about the Frostplate."

As for whether Medvi would be filled with hatred and seek revenge— Li Aoz considered it for a moment. If Medvi wanted to do something to him, he could only rely on the power of Law Enforcement Division Three in Sky Ring to carry out some kind of assassination.

Then, Li Aoz will be very happy.

Only 50 military players came to Granite to experience the battlefield, but on Sky Ring, a whopping 2,809 professional players, clubs, and large guilds have moved in! Come on, who's afraid of who?

Everyone's on my side, what can you do to fight me?

Li Aoz is waiting to see.

He landed in the air-raid shelter outside the Surut Palace. People didn't have time to repair the highest administrative residence in the country, so he landed directly in Sisron's office. When the temporary president looked bewildered, Li Aoz took out two large boxes of Aura Awakening Potion and placed them on the other party's desk.

"Mr. Li Aoz, this is..."

"The Aura Awakening Potion has a chance to awaken Aoneng," Li Aoz explained. "The quality of the troops on the front lines is far inferior to that of the combat personnel under Law Enforcement Division Four. Without increasing the number of Aoneng users, we cannot improve our frontal Combat Power."

Sisron picked up a brownish-yellow vial and frowned.

Even though he didn't know much about this stuff, he knew how terrifying the potential of Aoneng was. But Sisron's eyes were calm. He put down the potion and asked in a deep voice, "These things are quite valuable... probably several million Derby, right?"

"It's not that bad," Li Aoz said honestly. "The cost price is probably only 7,000 to 9,000 derbies, but the retail price is a bit more expensive, around 13,000. I don't really have any quality control for you. Just make do with it. You can use some local specialties, grains, or wine to pay off the debt slowly. There's no rush to pay it back. You can pay it back whenever you remember."

In any case, his improved potion won't kill people like the humane Malefic Calamity experimental potion from the Nethermark Humanity —the Underworld's potion is like opening a blind box, using the massive amount of information in Malefic Calamity to force-fit human genes.

It's easy to imagine that without precise targeting, the probability of awakening this Aoneng is like filling in the blanks in a cloze test; in most cases, it will only result in deformed patients and monsters, and death is also quite normal.

But Li Aoz's drug doesn't have this problem at all. He uses Malefic Calamity as a 'mutation inducer'. Simply put, without Malefic Calamity, using nuclear radiation to break down genes has the same effect.

The main problem is that Li Aoz hadn't studied Pharmacokinetics, so the speed at which the energy took effect was similar to that of a cloud drive without a membership. Also, the quality of the awakened Omega -Aoneng was relatively low. Li Aoz successfully injected three vials, but there was no chance of obtaining Omega-class Aoneng.

Only Li Aoz's drug can create true Mutant.

However, a country doesn't actually need too many "Mutant" because this profession isn't very meaningful if you spend money on in-game purchases. It mainly relies on one's own efforts and making the right choices. The uncertainty of a country cultivating "Mutant" is too great, and it's not worth the effort. It's more cost-effective to cultivate "Scroll Kings" and "Martial Artist".

But Sisron didn't think so: Now that the Frostplate Citizen forces had attacked, the Grantian realized that modern warfare wasn't just about powerful guns and cannons, or information technology; the individual soldier's skills were also lacking.

If several hundred Aoneng could be awakened, it would greatly compensate for the lack of Grantian combat power among the Grand soldiers. Most importantly, it would also improve the soldiers' survival rate and morale, preventing them from being completely slaughtered and losing the will to fight.

How much are these things worth? Regardless of their value, Sisron knows they certainly can't afford to pay for them. The Grand Duke's family's assets are all in Frostplate's hands, and the national treasury is now completely empty. It's barely enough to maintain the normal lives of the citizens and the war effort.

A foreigner helped them gain dignity and freedom. During the period of invasion by powerful forces, he not only took the initiative to step forward and annihilate the Frostplate- Dweller's Air Force, so that civilians no longer had to worry about being killed by Frostplate's bombs, but also generously gave Li Aoz Grantian his ability to step into the extraordinary.

What is he after? The wheat and farmland of Guland? Or fame—willing to sever ties with his former homeland for the sake of a small country?

Sisron also heard that Li Aoz had smashed the plane in the valley and had local farmers dismantle it to sell for money.

Even though the downed planes could be exchanged for money directly, and if they were well preserved, they could be traded with Frostplate, Li Aoz showed no hesitation and handed them all over to the civilians who had suffered from the ravages of war.

The Grantian had seen these actions, as had the warriors of Sisron and Bermudes.

Li Aoz handed over these two large boxes of Aura Awakening Potion to him, which greatly moved Sisron.

"We, the Grantian, will return these things sooner or later," Sisron said earnestly. "We will definitely return them, Your Excellency Li Aoz. You are the savior of the Grantian, the true Bahamut."

[Grant Republic's Favorability +307]

Current Favorability: 874 (Respectful)

You have acquired a new title: Vasha Bahamut (Old Grant: Hero of the Heavens)

[Title Effect: You enjoy a 100-year tax exemption in the Grand region. The Grantian will prioritize joining your organization, provided it doesn't compromise principles.]

A 100-year tax exemption is truly enviable, which basically means that Li Aoz can become a real tycoon in the local area.

But Li Aoz doesn't care about that.

He put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the ruins in the distance, which were filled with the remnants of the bombing by Frostplate fighters.

"The students have nowhere to study."

Li Aoz said.

"There's no other way. Now, for the sake of our country, everyone, regardless of gender, age, or disability, as long as they are Grantian, must go to the battlefield. Students, who are educated, are the main force," Sisron said helplessly.

"I remember there aren't many universities in Grant," Li Aoz, turning to suggest, "Let's build one after this war."

Sisron nodded. "Of course, how about naming it after you?"

"I think I'll pass," Li Aoz said after a pause. "Qiu Ran."

"Um?"

"Let's call it Qiu Ran University."