Then the Corporate Slave suddenly had a feeling: there were at least tens of billions of people in the Solar System.
If all those tens of billions of souls entered this jade, and he absorbed a portion of their soul power, he would definitely become incomparably powerful.
This was the crisis.
Danger also brought great opportunities.
Under normal circumstances, how could there possibly be tens of billions of people obediently following your orders and voluntarily turning into souls?
The key was that there was not much resentment.
Normally, if someone from the demonic path did this, resentment would surely soar to the heavens.
But here, if he did it, those people would even have to thank him.
And that was exactly what happened.
Hearing this, everyone indeed began pleading, "Please tell us how to undergo this transformation."
Many people began to pray.
Seeing this, the Corporate Slave put on an act. "Fine. Since you are all begging me like this, I shall mercifully tell you."
In truth, many top psychologists had already analyzed these words and realized something was wrong.
But this was the logic of drinking poison to quench thirst.
In ten days, they would all be doomed anyway.
Rather than that, they might as well let someone make use of them. Perhaps they could still survive.
Even if they had to live like slaves, like dogs, they first had to endure for the sake of Civilization.
It was not as if humanity had never lived like dogs before.
Only when survival stood right before them did everyone understand what it meant to "give Civilization the years."
Survival came first.
A Civilization that could not survive had no meaning at all.
It would be nothing more than hollow words in history.
Now they understood again.
Giving the years Civilization