Life was neither noble nor lowly.
It needed no praise from sacred hymns, nor could those in power scorn it in the name of righteousness. Life was life. Those so-called meanings, concepts, and histories were all superfluous things humanity had attached to it.
Since it was neither sacred nor worthless, life was no different from any other commodity. It could be traded.
No, it was not merely tradable. Simple buying and selling was meaningless. Through operation, adjustment, allocation, trade, and other means, it could generate greater returns.
"This is the foundation of my Life Courtyard, and the foundational 'rule' behind the Life Bank's operation."
From the very beginning, Lu PingAn's Life Bank had never been destined to serve as the foundation for one person's evolution.
He needed more "Traders," more "resources" circulating through the market. Then he... and his companions would naturally grow stronger.
Everything now was merely a further refinement of that foundational "rule," a higher layer of coding built upon the underlying logic, service software that ran atop the hardware on its own.
"This might be useful to you."
Big Cat, who had originally skipped work, was dragged back in for overtime once again. After all, if they were merely serving people who "sold books" and "bought books," Fang Wen, the substitute tool (person), was enough.
But if they wanted to "Customize" professions and select modules from that immense material library for reassembly, Fang Wen's Scholar abilities, which were only at the fourth tier, were clearly insufficient.
At that moment, forbidden tomes floated in the air around Chris.
They were all "materials" that might be selected. Only an expert at Big Cat's level could possibly integrate and select them, customizing something according to Lu PingAn's needs.
At this moment, Big Cat picked out several books for Lu PingAn