Immortal Fate, in the Sea

To build a dream blockchain world, develop a civilization, explore the transcendent, seek an eternal testing ground for the world, and mine Dream Coin, one must have mining machines.

Honestly, Zhu Zhengwei started to feel that this model was better than the previous one.

It was far better than sneaking around alleys and targeting "young ladies" everywhere.

He was clearly running a legitimate sleeping business, but after hypnotizing them, they would just have random dreams based on reality, ruining his reputation everywhere and pinning the title of "Ultimate Tough Guy" on him, even spreading rumors that he had unified the surrounding university town.

Absurd!

The most, most, most important point was this:

Some people remembered more dream fragments after waking up; they were special anomalies. By letting them believe it was just a game, this issue was perfectly resolved.

In this way, people like Zheng Linshou who confused reality with dreams would no longer appear.

"But the only thing to worry about is the mood of these chive players."

Zhu Zhengwei calculated silently in his heart.

"After all, this is an extremely niche VR game. Letting them act as a plant, a dream miner, just watching wallpapers and scenery is too boring! Even if they say history is interesting now, it's just a passing whim!"

But he would wait and see.

Regarding the development of the vast four-dimensional world of the blockchain, Zhu Zhengwei could not stop under any circumstances.

The number of miners had to grow continuously for the world to expand!

"Following the current structure, if humanity is the lower-level mining machine world, then that place is the upper-level high-dimensional world."

He took off his helmet, and the two "grind-kings" beside him were already discussing it enthusiastically.

They even planned to post on the forums and were preparing the first draft.

Zhu Zhengwei took a look; the title of the draft was <Prophecy: This game will definitely be a hit, if not, I'll do a handstand and have diarrhea!>

It was evident that his two roommates were quite ruthless toward themselves.

Zhu Zhengwei remained confident in his positioning of the game as a "non-hit" niche title.

But since they were both majoring in programming and might work in this field in the future, they immediately started analyzing the game's structure and the Development Team's train of thought.

Zhu Zhengwei glanced at their general content:

"It's clearly a game for watching scenery, yet it has a plot mode. This is innovative; it's a highlight!"

"The Development Team is very clever. They let those who like to watch scenery watch scenery, and those who like to study plots study plots!"

"The plot-oriented desktop beauty is just like a grandmother, sleeping while telling me bedtime stories!"

"This is basically like binge-watching a show! It lets players sit in front of the TV and follow a good TV series! And in terms of the plot, it's very exciting; the Development Team has put a lot of heart into this."

"History has always been hard to write! Especially alternate history in a feudal civilization era, but what's before us looks so real, with flesh and blood, as if they are truly alive. It has great potential!"

"Taking a different path, I boldly predict it will definitely be a hit and impact the existing game market!"

The two kept researching and praising, acting like the biggest sycophants for this game.

Zhu Zhengwei: "..."

The corners of Zhu Zhengwei's mouth twitched slightly; he really hadn't thought that much into it.

Listening to these netizens' deep analysis, they even saw a large-scale epic drama in the beautiful scenery?

Too insane!

Sigh.

He had originally wanted to change the level of boredom.

Since that was the case, he would just let them continue watching the scenery.

They could watch beautiful scenery and mine to exercise their brains; no matter how one looked at it, it was a win-win for them.

"By the way."

The two roommates looked at Zhu Zhengwei, "This company is simply too fierce. Can you introduce us? We want to intern there after graduation, can we get some info now?"

You two are only in the second semester of your freshman year, and you're already thinking to this extent?

You are simply natural-born perfect employees.

Zhu Zhengwei coughed twice, "This company is very mysterious. I only took a temporary gig helping to recruit people. It's not just us who were recruited; there are thousands of them."

The two thought that made sense.

A company with such major productions must be full of experts and deep financial resources; it wouldn't be their turn as graduates.

"I knew you couldn't get us in, so we brothers will just post our analysis and let their company appreciate our Wolong and Chufeng duo!" They suddenly felt very proud.

After dismissing the two, Zhu Zhengwei turned his attention back to the construction of this world.

"Eh? The emperor of the Slave Dynasty actually achieved this much?"

New Era 0331.

In the Slave Dynasty, Stone Light Great Emperor Zhizheng began to exert his full strength.

In a few years, his combat power skyrocketed, and with incredible strength, he defeated two kings alone, demanded their submission, and established an alliance to fight against the sea territories.

Everyone felt it was utterly inconceivable; to begin cultivation only in middle or old age—could this truly be the Chosen King?

New Era 0334.

The front-line war grew critical as four Sea Beasts, known as the "Sons of the Sea God," launched frequent assaults on the coastline, resulting in countless casualties.

Stone Light Emperor Zhizheng, leader of the Three Allied Kingdoms, issued a decree:

"Summon the artisans of the world; we shall build a Wall of Ten Thousand Stones along the coastline!"

"Every nation, city, and town shall erect a massive stone monument. The person in charge must carve their name upon it; any who show sloth shall be beheaded."

Great elephants were pressed into service for transport, beginning the construction of a truly unprecedented wall of giant stones.

This master of the Slave Dynasty was actually imitating the first generation of tyrants, intending to build an arc-shaped high wall along the coastline to enclose the entire continent within a "City of Ten Thousand Stones."

In an instant, millions of able-bodied men were conscripted for forced labor at the front—a full one-fifth of the entire era's population!

"Tyrant!"

"Another tyrant!"

"The Slave Dynasty has never had a Wise Ruler!"

Almost every young man was dragged to the front lines to build the Wall of Ten Thousand Stones.

Another day, Stone Light Emperor Zhizheng announced that an elderly Immortal had appeared to him in a dream, granting him divine authority and bestowing three hundred Immortal Herbs, allowing him to enter the path of the "Blessing Shaman."

"Let the heroes of the world come before this palace for a trial. Those with innate talent shall enter this gate! There shall be three hundred of them!"

In an instant, the world was in an uproar.

Countless people who deemed themselves extraordinary flocked to the Royal Capital, yearning to consume Qi and attain the Dao.

New Era 0336.

Three hundred Blessing Shamans appeared, known in history as the "Three Hundred Immortals."

Stone Light Great Emperor ordered the three hundred Qi Consumers not to go to the front lines, but instead to head together to the Bronze Jingshan Temple to pioneer the research of Shamanic Artifacts.

Meanwhile, the front lines remained a battlefield for countless mortal soldiers.

For a time, the world was filled with grievances.

"The Immortals possessing great power hide in the rear, leaving us mortals to die!"

"A tyrant through and through!"

The hearts of the people were lost, yet hindered by the harsh laws and tyranny, they dared to be angry but dared not speak.

New Era 0351.

Exhausting the strength of the entire populace, the Wall of Ten Thousand Stones was initially completed.

The frequency of sea disasters dropped significantly, and the pressure on the front lines plummeted.

In the same year, the Bronze Jingshan Temple developed a massive longship, the "Bronze Immortal Seeking Boat," a gigantic oceanic machine that docked in a harbor behind the Wall of Ten Thousand Stones to begin final maintenance.

Three years later, a piece of news was announced to the world that left everyone in total shock:

"In the past, the Immortal Master in my dream told me that the Immortal Herbs that allow humans to ascend are in the undersea kingdom, guarded by giant oceanic beasts, which is why they grow stronger by the day!"

"If the Immortal Root is not in our human race, then we shall seize it! We shall fight for it! We shall plunder it!"

"Do all that is humanly possible, and strive for the destiny of Heaven!"

On this day, Stone Light Emperor Zhizheng stood upon the vast Wall of Ten Thousand Ages, overlooking the distant blue sea, and announced to the world that they would set sail that very day.

Everyone watched this powerful emperor, recognized by the world as a god, as he stood like a mere mortal, concealing all his Aura, yet commanding the awe of all who beheld him!

Deep beneath the sea, within the kingdom.

A Giant Octopus lay upon a massive stone throne.

"That mysterious figure on the land has finally made a move."

"Is it not the one thousand Immortal Herbs here in my seabed that he covets?"

Before its eyes, these Immortal Herbs, gathered from all corners and brought to this place, shimmered and radiated wisps of beautiful Five-Colored Rosy Qi.

At this moment, it was like the Dragon King of the East Sea, gazing upon its own piled-high treasures and wealth within its Undersea Dragon Palace!

"Whoa, what's going on?"

"Are we gradually being gathered together?"

"I smell the scent of poverty!"

"Everyone stay calm, I reckon the server had a glitch; the other beautiful wallpaper scenes aren't working, so they just put us all in one shared undersea scene."

"Yay, a bug."

Everyone appeared remarkably calm.

They did not scream and shout like players in other closed betas, but instead displayed an unexpected tolerance for the bug.

In fact, these closed-beta players felt a sense of relief: Great! The game finally fixed the bug of not having any bugs during the closed beta.

As for the Giant Octopus before them, it remained calm, gazing at its wealth with great satisfaction.

It naturally knew the purpose of those "Immortal Herbs."

However, it simply refused to eat them.

Because it knew that if it were to consume these Immortal Herbs, it would randomly respawn somewhere else in the world, and there was a high probability it would grow back on land.

A mysterious figure on land had spent these years plucking every Immortal Herb that sprouted there; as soon as one grew, it was plucked. Yet, the ones growing on the seabed remained untouched. As time passed, all 1,000 servers had appeared on the seabed, and the land was left without any Immortal Roots.

By the time the other party realized the pattern, it was already too late for regrets!

"And now, with the Immortal Roots all growing on the seabed, how could I possibly pluck and eat them, giving these Immortal Roots the chance to randomly grow back on the surface?" The Giant Octopus's human head shook back and forth.

After all, not eating them also served a great purpose.

These were "Spring Eyes," emitting a constant, endless flow of the world's Qi. Cultivating beside such spiritual roots would not provide an instant boost like consuming them would, but it offered a persistent, albeit thin, source of energy—a steady accumulation.

Splash!

A giant ship sailed slowly across the azure sea.

Three hundred Ancestral Shamans stood on the deck, prepared for battle.

Stone Light Emperor Zhizheng looked down from above and spoke:

"Starting today, we shall launch a counterattack against the Ocean Kingdom, slaughtering those deep-sea Monster Civilizations. After decades of maritime disasters and war, we, humanity, shall once again welcome a true and lasting peace!"

These words stirred the hearts of everyone present.

They all gazed at the man before them with eyes filled with immense longing and adoration.

They all knew that countless subjects compared him to the first-generation "Stone Light Emperor Changheng," both hailed as Tyrants Close to God, yet they were completely different.

The iron-willed man before them bore the weight of infamy and the sin of working countless laborers to death, yet he had built a truly miraculous wall for humanity: the "Wall of Ten Thousand Stones"!

That miraculous wall of giant stone became their massive barrier against the coastal disasters.

It looked as though hundreds of thousands of slave laborers had died, but that was a necessary sacrifice.

Without it, humanity would have suffered through maritime disasters for a long time, and there would have been absolutely no possibility of a counterattack.

Only through resolute and massive sacrifice could the long, lingering agony be resolved.

And how could those shortsighted mortals understand?

In fact, it wasn't even that they were shortsighted; how could they not know they were building walls for their Descendants to resist invasion? It was simply that they were unwilling to sacrifice themselves.

Countless Blessing Shamans knelt on one knee.

"May the King's glory be as eternal as the giant stones!"

"May the King's breath be as brilliant as the morning glow!"

The heroic voices resounded across the entire coastline.

"Hoist the sails, set sail!"

"We are the final hope; if we do not defeat the Ocean Kingdom, we shall drown in the depths of the sea!"

"This journey of ours is solely to seize the Immortal Roots for the human race; it is the true test of the gods upon us!!"

The massive sails were hoisted.

The Steam Giant Ship billowed thick smoke as it sailed along the coastline.

"I seem to hear the God of Destiny whispering; I finally know the mission for which I live." The eyes of Stone Light Emperor Zhizheng revealed a touch of age. Gazing at the giant ship beneath his feet, he felt as if the entire era was setting sail at this very moment.