"It's alright, Master. You're so smart, you'll always find a way."
Li Wei led Shi Xing to a spot near Chen Mu and they sat down together to admire the magnificent scenery.
Looking down from the air, the buildings of Iron Soul City are neatly planned, with residential areas, commercial areas, production areas, and so on. The crowds coming and going are like ants, making one sigh at the insignificance of life.
"Master, there's a question I've been wondering about. Could you help me answer it?"
"You say."
Chen Mu sat down on the edge of the observatory and said casually.
"Now that Iron Soul City is fully automated, there's really no need to support so many people, is there?"
These civilians are no Rune Puppet Legion in terms of fighting strength, and no match for artificial intelligence in terms of production capacity. I don't understand why you're so kind to them.
Since the automated production line was established, the lives of the people of Iron Soul City have been getting better and better. Some people who have made contributions have even been able to receive benefits such as psionic training rooms, gene potions, and psionic weapons. Now, the overall strength and quality of the people have improved a lot.
Even refugees from other places, as long as they behave themselves and do not commit crimes, can receive food every day.
This has led to a surge in the population of Iron Soul City. If it weren't for Iron Soul City's good urban planning, it would soon be unable to accommodate so many new residents.
"It's normal that you can't understand it. Even I often lose control of myself; I'm always figuring things out as I go."
Chen Mu looked down at the masses below, his mind filled with many thoughts.
On Earth, in just a few thousand years, we have experienced the leap from primitive civilization to feudal civilization and then to modern civilization.
As far as he knew, both the Pan Emperor Continent and the Netherworld had existed for over ten thousand years, but even today, the way of life of the people was not much different from ten thousand years ago.
The main reason for this is that cultivation is possible in this world.
Here, as long as one can break through to the Core Formation Realm, one can extend their lifespan by 500 years, be immune to all diseases, and fly through the air and escape into the earth.
And if one continues to break through to higher levels, it becomes even more miraculous, enabling one to travel through space, achieve immortality, and become omnipotent.
In this situation, anyone with a modicum of talent will only think about self-cultivation, and anyone with ability will only think about personal breakthroughs. No one will contribute to social development or the building of civilization.
The so-called Imperial Court and empires in this world are merely tools used by the strong to consolidate resources. In the eyes of the truly powerful, these forces are utterly disdainful.
But for Chen Mu, who had experienced modern civilization, he understood very well how good an equal and democratic society was.
Back on the Pan Emperor Continent, he had already attempted to implement democratic policies and achieved remarkable results.
Through democratic reforms, Chen Kingdom's wisdom was greatly enlightened, and the number of talented people he produced far exceeded that of other forces, while the overall quality of the people also improved significantly.
Social change may not show results in the short term, but if persisted in, it will eventually become a prairie fire.
"This is a social development plan I've compiled. Your father has been so busy lately because he's been working on it. You should take a look at it too."
Chen Mu Muling tapped the screen twice, transmitting a document to Li Wei's AI via the Spirit Network.
Currently, Chen Mu only provides guidance on the internal affairs of Iron Soul City; the rest is handled by Li Taiping Li Taiping, who has consistently done a good job.
"Thank you, Master. I will definitely study it carefully when I get back."
Now that resources are plentiful, Chen Mu has basically moved all the scientific research achievements of the Pan Emperor Continent to the Netherworld, which naturally includes the Auxiliary Intelligence Brain.
Li Wei's AI is an antique-style hairpin that can be used to communicate with others through thought; it is an important tool in her current work.
" Shi Xing, how's your legion expansion going?"
Seeing that Shi Xing was silent, Chen Mu specifically inquired about her recent situation.
"Please rest assured, my lord. The synchronization rate of the Yin Five Elements Legion, with a strength of 5,000, has now exceeded 60%. I believe that with a little more practice, their combat power will be greatly enhanced."
Shi Xing immediately raised his head and chest, and answered respectfully.
"That's good. Don't always look so serious. We came here to relax, so make yourself at home."
Both the Yin Five Elements Battle Formation and the Rushing Thunder Battle Formation are top-tier legion training methods. As the number of members in these two battle formation legions increases, they will eventually become an elite force. Chen Mu has absolute confidence in them.
Just then, an alarm message from the AI entered Chen Mu's AI's message pool. With nothing else to do, he opened the communication module and browsed through it.
The message stated that the runic satellites had detected several elite legions of the Extreme Evil Imperial Court disappearing without a trace. At this critical juncture, where could these elite legions have gone?
"Something's definitely up to no good; the annual sacrificial ceremony this year probably won't go smoothly."
Chen Mu, having lost all interest in appreciating the scenery, stood up.
The next day, at the Temple of the Underworld Emperor.
Beside a vast river stood a tall altar, laden with all sorts of offerings. Priests dressed in animal costumes sang and danced, creating an atmosphere that was both primitive and sacred.
Is this the Nether River?
Seeing that the sacrificial ceremony had not yet begun, Mingye did not fly directly onto the altar, but instead walked to the Nether River, wanting to observe the scenery of the Nether River up close.
"Your Highness, be careful!"
As Mingye approached the Nether River, she heard a man calling from behind. She turned around and saw Lu Yi.
"The waters of the Nether River are extremely yin and cold, capable of dissolving the soul. If one is tainted by it, even a Saint Level expert would find it difficult to remove. Your Highness, you must be extremely careful."
Lu Yi, dressed in white and exuding elegance, appeared beside Mingye in a few flashes, smiling as he explained to her.
"That's amazing!"
Mingye looked down at the slowly flowing river below, a look of surprise on his face.
However, since she possesses the Netherworld Pearl, the waters of the Nether River are unlikely to harm her, making Lu Yi's worries unnecessary.
However, since the other party had meant well, Mingye nodded his thanks and did not approach the Nether River again, but watched from a distance.
The Nether River Styx is black and flows extremely slowly. Although the carvings on the banks indicate that the water level is low, it still gives people a sense of unfathomable depth and weight. If you stare at it for too long, it feels as if your soul will be swallowed up.
Legend has it that five thousand years ago, the Nether River Styx was at least ten times larger than it is now, and it was as turbulent as the ocean.
Unfortunately, that sight will never be seen again.
Lu Yi looked sentimental as he and Mingye admired the Nether River together.
Just then, the Manju Sacred King, accompanied by Shen Hongye, flew down from the sky on a flying magical artifact. Upon seeing Mingye and Lu Yi standing together, they both smiled.
"Your Majesty, actually, Lord Lu and Prince Mingye are quite well-matched. Would you consider bringing them together?"
Shen Hongye suggested.