Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 694: It’s Great That You Are Fully Charged After Taking A Nap

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

A bunch of strange-looking weirdos was behaving weirdly at one corner of the space capsule-like Data Stream Library. They gathered in a tight group like a colony of ants found some sweet food.

The ‘sweet food’ they were surrounding was a naked man with exquisite features. His physique was so beautiful that it could be the dream creation of an ancient Greek sculptor. Even the harshest critic would have difficulties spotting flaws in his body.

The man sighed and sat down in the containment box. However, before he could settle down, somebody shouted.

“Can you just put on a pair of pants?” Soulsqn looked upward, maintaining her gaze above the highest god’s chest. Apparently, she couldn’t appreciate the aesthetics of a Greek sculpture. “Wear a pair of underwear at least. Hey, Lin Sanjiu—”

“Why do you think I would have men’s underwear?” a tall, slim woman with also an extremely toned body answered stiffly. She lowered her head and contemplating for a moment before she finally took out a [combat pants] card. “You can wear my extra pair of pants.”

“To hide this body of mine?” the highest god retorted incredulously with a sparkle of surprise in his emerald eyes. “This body? Hide it?”

“Just forget it. This isn’t important,” Ji Shanqing finally persuaded his sister mildly. He didn’t mind it at all. To him, seeing or not seeing any body parts made no difference at all.

“Stop wasting our time. You know what you have to say,” as Ji Shanqing said this, he knocked on the containment box.

The highest god scratched his face and pouted like a big kid. That expression would be cringe-worthy on any other person’s face but it seemed completely natural on the highest god’s face because of his youthful looks. However, Lin Sanjiu grew even more impatient when she saw his expression. “Hurry up!”

“Alright. This is an ability I copied from a posthuman.” the highest god shot a glance at Puppeteer. The man’s wound had stopped extending but anyone missing a whole layer of flesh wasn’t going to regain consciousness anytime soon. “Are you ready?” the highest god pointed at the grand prize with his chin. “I’m going to tell you the data analytics of that ability,” he was surprisingly cooperative.

Ji Shanqing nodded.

[Unattainable Love]

*In the middle of the night, I was turning and tossing in bed, but I just can’t get his face out of my head. When I think of the slightly upward corners of his lips, his chiseled jaws, his kissable Adam’s apple… Ah, I can’t stand it. Once again, I’ve been thinking of him the whole night. When I looked out of the window, it was already day time. This sort of obsessive unrequited lovesickness could literally swallow a secret admirer’s body and mind. *

What if it was literal?

*Obsessive love is like a toxin. When a target is poisoned, it would inflict three levels of harm. Level 1: “I want to open myself up for you to see so badly.”; Level 2: “Without you, I’m just a hollow shell.”; Level 3: You torments me like a drug, and I’m going down forever.” *

“He is pretty tenacious.”

The highest god seemed rather unperturbed even though Ji Shanqing took away the data analytics containing his ability. He rested his chin on his palm and drawled, “It has been such a long time, yet it still hasn’t reached the third level yet. Rest assured, as long as it did not develop into the third level, he can be saved.”

“I’m not worried about him,” Lin Sanjiu replied coolly. Staring at her grand prize who had taken over to treat Puppeteer’s wound, she asked with a frown, “How many posthuman have you analyzed? Do you have a lot of abilities?”

If the highest god could copy down a posthuman’s ability by simply analyzing him, then his stat value must be incredibly high.

“I have analyzed a lot of posthumans, but I can keep three abilities at most for myself to use,” the highest god answered with a grin. Perhaps it was due to his golden hair and his emerald eyes, his smile always reminded people of the forest at the end of the summer days.

“You can only keep three abilities at max? That’s less than I expected.” Lin Sanjiu replied with an arched brow. She was slightly taken aback at the highest god’s honesty.

“Fundamentally speaking, analyzing is a process that will generate a lot of information and data in the analyzer’s body,” the highest god leaned himself against the wall of the containment box and explained to Lin Sanjiu patiently, “The more data and information the analyzer has, the more energy and substance he needs to sustain his body. For example, analyzing a posthuman or an item is like reading a book. Thus, in order to memorize the whole book, there are two things that you need: your memory and your ability to understand. If we view it from the physical aspects, you will need neurons, frontal lobe, and hippocampus to name a few. You will also require to feed yourself to get enough energy to support your brain’s function.”

Lin Sanjiu was sensing a pattern here.

“The same things applied to me and the Veda. The more information we stored inside of us, the more it will occupy and slow our system down. And I’m just talking about storing information. If we are going to code an ability into our own body, then the burden will be multiple folds heavier,” the highest god glanced at Lin Sanjiu and smiled, “Fully analyzing a posthuman is equated to cramming millions of books into your brain. Otherwise, why do you think that the Veda needs to build these cord?”

It was hard for Lin Sanjiu to imagine a situation where there were millions of books in her brain. She shoved the thought to the back of her brain and asked again, “Since you said you are a subject, so can I take it as you are created by the Veda?”

For a moment, the warm and pleasant air about the highest god disappeared. When he looked at Lin Sanjiu, he could only remind her of the stiff and cold gaze of a lizard in a murky corner. After a few seconds, he licked his lips and nodded.

Soulsqn measured the highest god from his head to his toe and grumbled, “So in a way, he is their descendant, though this guy’s brain is a bag full of cats.” The flesh worm continued to stare at him as she muttered, “Perhaps I should go and ask the Veda as well…”

“Then first, you have to become a Veda,” Lin Sanjiu said to the flesh worm before asking another question to the highest god, “Can you tell me how the Veda created you? Did you start out like this? Where are the other subjects?”

“Weren’t you have been to the Salvation of God before?” The highest god answered impatiently. He looked at Ji Shanqing, who was busy saving Puppeteer and continued, “You can say that the Salvation of God is the incubator. Didn’t you have already seen how the other subjects look like?”

“You are different from those I’ve seen in the Salvation of God. You should be a successful subject, right?”

“Well, sort of,” the highest god smiled mockingly, “They had never succeeded in creating a complex higher intelligent creature. Hence, a long time ago, they decided to change their method. The Veda will single out several rather well-developed subjects from the Salvation of God, and I’m one of them. After that, they will separate us and put us all on different planets while exerting different external conditions and stimuli to observe our growth to see whether or not we are able to reach their expectations. If we failed to reach their expectations after a certain period of time, they will eliminate us. In other words, we are a bunch of cultured bacteria.”

He paused. It was as if he decided to drop his amiable veneer, the smile on his face was gone.

“In a way, I can be considered lucky. I didn’t know about the other subjects, but I was lucky enough to be able to grow and develop a rather complete self-consciousness without being interrupted or watched. I’ve tried to come back to the Data Stream Library about ten years ago, but I did not dare go too far away as I did not want to be caught by them.”

The highest god’s eyes were hollow and vacant. It was as if he was apathy towards his origin and his future, “It’s just that I cannot stay in hiding forever. The Veda has set a deadline for my self-growing state. And now, the deadline is approaching.”

“But you have a complete and functional self-consciousness,” Lin Sanjiu could not help and asked, “The Veda should be happy.”

“Do you think I’m similar to them?”

“Not quite.”

“That’s right,” said the highest god. He paused for a moment, peeled his eyes away from Lin Sanjiu and cast a heavy gaze at the cord in the distance. Then, with a low voice, he began talking again, “I didn’t meet their requirements. I don’t know what will be taken out of my head. Yes, I’m a narcissist, I’m a freak, and I’m cruel. No matter what do you guys think about me, these are a part of me that I gained during my days in the Olympics. I don’t want to lose any of them.”

The question in Lin Sanjiu’s heart was finally answered. The reason the highest god was being so cooperative was that he was scared and he was looking for companions.

After Lin Sanjiu had figured this out, she had gotten the answer for the second question in her heart as well. She instinctively spun her head around and threw a gaze at Ji Shanqing, only to find that the latter had been looking at her for a long time. His eyes were clear and bright. Puppeteer was laying next to his feet, still in a coma.

“Sis,” the grand prize smiled bitterly as he heard what the highest god had said just now. “I haven’t had time to tell you that the reason I dare not go into the cord after becoming a Veda is that, like him, I’m afraid of the same thing as well. So I cannot touch the information that is stored inside the cord—”

Then, he stopped. He did not even have a chance to finish his sentence as a dark figure had pounced on him. Puppeteer stretched his arm forward and grabbed the grand prize by his neck. He drew him closer as he hissed into his ear, “So you are a Veda now?”