Tang Zhean's Plan

Lu Yuanming felt a strong sense of urgency in his heart now.

Originally, he had fallen into a vegetative state, then accidentally transmigrated to the Future 2028 Timeline, and after dying, he ended up in this Afterlife.

During this process, although Lu Yuanming felt urgency, it was the urgency to quickly awaken his Original Body. After he could stably obtain a source of White Light Particles, his urgency had faded considerably because he could now control his Original Body's arm. As long as his soul continued to grow stronger, he would eventually awaken.

At the same time, on this side of the Dark Matter World, although billions of humans from the future had fallen here, and he might become prey to those national powers due to his uniqueness, they were all Human. Moreover, he controlled the only source of crops. Therefore, as long as he also had power and was strong enough himself, resolving conflicts with these human powers was foreseeable.

This was like a country without nuclear weapons wanting to develop them; it would disrupt world peace and order. But a country with nuclear weapons was itself the cornerstone of world peace.

So, as Lu Yuanming's organization gradually grew, even though the organization appeared chaotic due to the large and mixed number of new members, and it differed greatly from the unity of the Working People he had hoped for, it still greatly reduced the urgency in Lu Yuanming's heart. Facing the various chaotic situations within the organization, he also hoped to change things slowly, in a way that would harm no one, a gradual transformation. After all, there was still a long future ahead.

But now, if humanity and Civility only had three years left, everything would be different.

He had to do something... and quickly, because three years was truly fleeting.

However, a problem arose.

Lu Yuanming looked at the nascent base and the many White and Black People milling about within it. For a moment, he couldn't think of what to do next.

This was the most terrifying thing.

Knowing that a crisis was inevitable, seeing the time of its arrival, yet being utterly unable to do anything.

"...If the Scientists from the Material World came down, perhaps I could discuss what to do next with them. But is it impolite to wish for others to die sooner so they can come down?" Lu Yuanming fell into deep thought.

Meanwhile, in the Material World, someone was indeed considering how to die and come down.

A young man in his late twenties walked out of the gym area, sweating profusely. His face was flushed from his workout, and his pale skin, accustomed to little sunlight, looked a bit better with the red hue.

The New York Underground Secret Base, and Tang Zhean, who had died.

Walking back to the living quarters from the gym, Tang Zhean encountered at least ten patrols along the way. These patrol personnel were all fully armed soldiers. Their purpose seemed less about guarding the base and more about monitoring everyone within it, including themselves. If an order came down, they could kill anyone without hesitation, including themselves...

Tang Zhean had confirmed years ago that he could not escape this base, at least not alive. The moment he died ten years ago, the US Government would never allow him to reappear in public view alive.

In the past, he would have been controlled by the US for his entire life. A single individual was like an ant to the scale of the US; they could decide if he lived or died. Once his value was completely squeezed out, disappearing without a trace would have been considered generous.

But now it was different. The Era of Great Change was about to begin, and he had a chance to break free from his shackles. Moreover, he held a certain advantage!

Upon returning to his dormitory, Tang Zhean acted exactly as he always had. After exercising, he returned to his room, played his favorite music, drank a cup of strong tea, rested for a bit, and then took a shower. All his actions showed no abnormality.

Entering the bathroom, Tang Zhean turned on the showerhead. The sound of running water filled the bathroom, but Tang Zhean didn't start showering. He looked at himself in the mirror. His expression was now bizarre and strange. One side of his face seemed to be twisting into a smile, while the other side was serious and expectant.

"Finally, after nearly a year and a half, I have officially split my Mental Consciousness in two."

Tang Zhean murmured to himself in the mirror, his voice masked by the sound of the shower.

He had half an hour. Ever since he started planning his escape, he had deliberately increased the duration of his showers after each workout, from less than ten minutes initially to a normal, reasonable half hour now.

"It's not difficult to make myself schizophrenic. Because I've been under house arrest here for so long, my mental state hasn't been very good. But simple schizophrenia alone wouldn't achieve the effect I want. What I need is to completely split the 'me' named Tang Zhean into two people. I can't do this with just self-hypnosis. Fortunately, I have Dark Matter now, and it wasn't a waste of my adventure back then."

Tang Zhean looked at himself in the mirror, his gaze more fixed on the other side with the twisted smile.

"Speak," Tang Zhean said in a low voice. "I know you can hear me. Today is the day my plan is to be carried out. This body you've always wanted will be yours. Come on, say something."

Tang Zhean waited for a few more seconds, then his mouth naturally spoke, "It truly breaks my heart, Little Tang Tang. Are you in such a hurry to leave me?"

Tang Zhean's expression didn't change at all. He said, "This is part of the plan, and it's the only way we can escape this cage. Finally... that's right, you pervert, I don't want to spend another second with you!"

"Little Tang Tang, you say that and it really breaks my heart. You know you created me. And in the days to come, won't you still need me to anchor the material world for you? So..." the other personality said.

"So!?" Tang Zhean's voice rose by two degrees. He stared at the side of his reflection in the mirror with the twisted expression. "Stop trying to get close to me, you're not a Split Personality I created. What exactly are you? I think you know very well. And I'm giving you my physical body, this is a great opportunity for you. In the increasingly rapid descent that's coming, you'll have at least two years to use. Two years of material world time. I think you can completely anchor yourself and recover from your madness, right? So stop talking nonsense. You're probably already ecstatic. Now, tell me the last question: how to become a Spirit!"

The other personality let out a sound that seemed like crying, yet also like joy. "You're so heartless, Little Tang Tang. But it's okay, I'll tolerate your heartlessness. As for how to become a Spirit... haven't you already guessed?"

Tang Zhean pondered, "Ascending step by step? Understood. Then I'll prepare to go down now."

The other personality spoke again, "Little Tang Tang, since you've fulfilled your promise, I won't be stingy with another piece of advice. The 'order' you choose should preferably align with your values and chosen path. This is essentially what's called compatibility. The higher the compatibility, the further you can go to the peak, and the greater the possibility of becoming a Spirit. Based on the depth of Human Civility, the entire Human Civility should have five Spirit slots. However, with the dimensional descent from top to bottom, there will be significant attrition. In the end, there might only be four Spirit slots, perhaps three, maybe even two or one. This is my final gift for our karmic connection."

"...Thank you."

Tang Zhean pondered for several tens of seconds. He finally made up his mind and immediately said, "Then... I'm going down."

After speaking, Tang Zhean closed his eyes. Another dozen seconds passed. When he opened his eyes again, the Tang Zhean in the mirror had a face full of a twisted and ferocious smile.

This twisted and ferocious smile carried a hint of pain and ecstasy. He tried hard to adjust the exaggerated, inhumanly twisted smile. He took a deep breath, then whispered, "How many years has it been? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? Millions of years? Finally, finally, I can taste the Order Matter... About two years left? Let's see how much I can absorb. Ha, ha, hahahahaha..."

On the other side, Tang Zhean flipped himself up from the ground. He looked around, confirming that he was lying on a dilapidated square. The surrounding blocks and buildings were also in ruins, like a deserted battlefield.

"...I can still faintly sense the material world. This can prevent me from going mad and losing order. Even if there's a little madness and disorder, as long as there's enough time, I can recover. I succeeded, hahahaha, I succeeded!!"

Tang Zhean laughed heartily with joy. At this moment, he finally completely relaxed. Laughing heartily, he lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, and felt everything. Freedom. After being under house arrest for ten years, he finally escaped the cage at this moment and obtained the freedom he desired.

He immediately closed his eyes and enjoyed it all, while saying, "This is great, I've finally escaped the cage. USA... American Imperialism!! You better wait. Once I become a Spirit, I will definitely repay you for the grievances of the past ten years!! Now, let me enjoy this se..."

Tang Zhean opened his eyes, and then he saw five white people standing nearby, watching him. These five white people were all wearing the same military uniform, and the one in the lead was holding a firearm.

"?" Tang Zhean's remaining words couldn't be spoken.

The five white soldiers stared at him expressionlessly.

"...Let's go, take me to the base," Tang Zhean sighed dejectedly. He stood up and followed obediently, lowering his head.

The five soldiers, led by Charlie Luce, and his four soldiers, all looked at each other inexplicably.

Speaking of which, why does this newcomer, who just died in the material world, know they have a base as soon as they arrive?