Just as everyone was still immersed in the shock brought by the Three-Word Battle Armor, their minds trembling and unable to control themselves, Kong Deming's calm voice rang out again.
"As long as the Federation is established and a corresponding cooperation mechanism is set up."
"Our Sun Moon Empire's Worship Hall is willing to gradually contribute the core technology of our Battle Armor, incorporating it into the Federation's joint research and development and improvement system, so as to contribute to the progress of the continent's Soul Guidance Civilization and set an example."
"..."
Dead silence.
A deathly silence that lasted longer than ever before.
All eyes were fixed on Kong Deming, their expressions no longer simply shock, but a mixture of utter disbelief and bewilderment.
If they were in their shoes, and possessed such groundbreaking core technology, what would they choose?
The answer is self-evident: it will be strictly sealed off. As the highest strategic deterrent, it will never be shared with outsiders, let alone "contributed" to!
But Kong Deming said it so casually.
Immediately, another name involuntarily flashed through the minds of many people— Kong Xuan.
The founder of the Spirit Pagoda, the pioneer of the Soul Spirit System.
He could have kept the Soul Spirit technology for himself and created an unparalleled private power, but in the end he chose to make it public and share it, establishing the Spirit Pagoda that benefits all Soul Master across the continent.
Grandfather sacrificed his Battle Armor Technology, grandson sacrificed his Soul Spirit technique...
An almost absurd yet irrefutable idea uncontrollably arose in the minds of many.
Are the people of the Kong Clan... truly imbued with the word "selflessness"?
Compared to the vast majority of powerful figures present who were accustomed to vying for power and profit, this magnanimity and vision not only shocked them but also evoked a sense of indescribable shame.
However, not everyone was moved by this "selflessness".
Sun Moon Emperor Xu Tianran, the Sun and Moon Emperor, tightened his grip almost imperceptibly on the armrest of his wheelchair, his knuckles turning slightly white.
A fleeting, barely concealed pity crossed his lowered eyelids.
Battle Armor Technology! Soul Spirit Technology!
If these two technologies, capable of transforming the continent, could be exclusively enjoyed by the Sun Moon Empire, what need would there be for Federation? Why sit here and engage in empty pleasantries with these defeated adversaries?
Give him a few decades, and he can build an invincible Soul Engineer Corps.
At that time, we will be able to easily sweep across the six directions, Zhengyi the continent, and achieve an eternal imperial dynasty!
But now... Kong Deming is about to hand over this powerful technology with just a casual remark!
Even though he understood that this was the price to pay for the establishment of the Federation, he still felt heartbroken.
Kong Deming's gaze slowly swept over the faces of those still immersed in the immense shock, and his steady voice broke the silence.
"Technological monopolies may bring temporary power, but they will ultimately stifle progress."
"The same applies to the Soul Spirit and the Battle Armor."
"I believe that only through knowledge sharing and collaborative technological research can we gather the wisdom of the entire continent and propel the Soul Guidance Civilization towards a truly limitless future."
"And this requires a platform that transcends national borders and is based on mutual trust to guarantee it."
" The Federation was born for this purpose."
Kong Deming's voice was gentle, like the whisper of a devil, coaxing him patiently.
And soon, someone responded to his "invitation".
"Our Body Sect agrees to the establishment of a unified Federation!"
In the first row, Du Busi's rough voice rang out first, breaking the almost stagnant silence in the hall.
He suddenly stood up, his tall figure exuding an overbearing aura. His gaze swept across the entire room, finally landing on Kong Deming, where he nodded slightly.
Although the crowd was surprised, they were not particularly astonished.
The Body Sect and the Worship Hall have a long-standing partnership, so it's normal that they were the first to step forward to provide support.
However, the second voice that followed was unexpected by many.
"Our Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect supports the establishment of a unified Federation!"
A dignified middle-aged man slowly stood up; he was none other than Ning Yuanshan, the sect leader of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
He remained calm, ignoring the shocked and furious gazes from the Dou Ling Empire's seats.
"What?!"
" Sect Master Ning! You...!"
A murmur rippled through the seats of the Dou Ling Empire, and the faces of several high-ranking officials instantly turned ashen, their eyes filled with disbelief and fury at being betrayed.
As the guardian sect of the Dou Ling Empire, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has actually taken the lead in siding with the other side on a crucial issue concerning the empire's sovereignty? This is like stabbing the Dou Ling Imperial Family in the heart!
They were naturally unaware that the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect School had already established connections with Kong Deming and Kong Xuan, and that they were already aware of Kong Deming's intention to promote the Federation system.
The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect already had many unpleasant experiences with the Dou Ling Empire, so its choice at this moment was understandable.
With the two top-tier forces, the Body Sect and the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, leading the way, the atmosphere in the main hall was instantly ignited!
"Our Heavenly Dragon Sect supports the establishment of the Federation!"
" The Heavenly Armor Sect seconds this!"
" The Wind Sword Sect agrees too!"
The waves of support grew rapidly, like a snowball rolling downhill!
Soul Master Soul Master and families from all over the mainland stood up to express their opinions.
Their voices were filled with eagerness and anticipation. Having witnessed the power of the Three-Word Battle Armor, they were truly envious of this Battle Armor Technology!
A brief hushed discussion also broke out from the direction of the Shrek Academy seats.
Cai Mei'er lowered her voice and asked, " Xuan Zi, given the current situation... how should we express our stance?"
Xuan Zi closed his eyes slightly, but his mind was constantly calculating.
Shrek's ability to stand for ten thousand years is not only due to the legacy of its ancestors, but also to its unique secret techniques and cultivation system accumulated over generations and never passed on to outsiders. This is the foundation of its core competitiveness.
Now, in order to promote the so-called Federation, Kong Deming is willing to publicly share the Battle Armor, a technology that is capable of changing the times.
This courage and public-spiritedness not only shocked him but also filled him with complex admiration.
After a moment of silence, Xuan Zi suddenly opened his eyes and declared loudly, " Shrek Academy... seconded the motion to support the establishment of the Federation."
In an instant, the hall fell into an eerie silence once again.
Even the representatives of the Soul Master factions who were discussing the matter heatedly stopped, and countless eyes turned towards Shrek Academy.
For many who originally belonged to the Douluo Three Kingdoms, Shrek was not just an academy, but also a spiritual symbol.
Although Shrek Academy's reputation has declined significantly in recent years, its influence, which has been passed down for thousands of years, remains considerable.
At this moment, as Xuan Zi's voice rang out, the faces of the people who originally belonged to the Douluo Three Kingdoms instantly turned pale, and their expressions completely dimmed, replaced by a kind of despair and helplessness.
Shrek's statement was like the last straw, breaking the already fragile dam in their hearts.
The tide has turned into Qingtian wave.
Those who oppose this will not only be completely isolated politically, but may also be morally labeled as an obstacle to progress, becoming public enemies of the mainland, and ruthlessly crushed by the torrent of history.