Chapter 483
Descending from Heaven to Be Human
"I have no objection, but..."
Black Tower's gaze shifted to Ruan Mei, who was standing to the side.
"You have to convince her first. As long as you can convince Ruan Mei, I'll go all the way, even if you call on all your 'Robin,' 'Gu Yuena,' and 'Jing Liu.'"
She knew Ruan Mei's personality very well.
This top genius in the field of life sciences holds an almost absolutely indifferent attitude towards everything except research.
Getting her to agree to this absurd request, which she sees as scientifically meaningless and a complete waste of time, is harder than getting her to admit that her research has gone wrong.
however……
Just as Black Tower was preparing to see how Lu Jingming would be humiliated under Ruan Mei's icy gaze.
Ruan Mei suddenly spoke up.
"Okay."
Her answer was so decisive, so without hesitation.
“In-depth, multi-faceted, and close communication can indeed allow me to analyze your current life form in a faster and more intuitive way, and obtain the most fundamental and authentic life data.”
She added in a calm tone, as if discussing a very serious scientific experiment.
"If you allow me to conduct a live anatomical study of you, I will agree to anything you ask."
Black Tower: "???"
Lu Jingming: "!!!"
Both of them were shocked by Ruan Mei's overly hardcore statement, which was full of scientific exploration.
"Okay, it's settled then."
Lu Jingming was the first to react.
He forcibly ignored the chilling mention of live dissection in Ruan Mei's words, and then clapped his hands excitedly.
"Neither of you are allowed to run away tonight!"
……
That evening.
No one knows exactly what happened.
All people know is that on that night, there seemed to be starlight twinkling in the sky above Haiyuan City.
There is ice and snow, which are freezing.
There was also thunder, rumbling.
And when the first rays of dawn shone through the window into that messy, quiet room the next day.
A figure slowly walked out from the inside of the room, supporting itself against the wall.
His steps were somewhat unsteady.
His face was somewhat pale.
His eyes were somewhat unfocused.
Indeed, Lu Jingming.
This person, who had just ascended to the highest position and become the supreme "True Star God" who defined the "reality" of the entire universe, now looked like a pitiful mortal whose energy had just been drained.
Behind him lay a huge, soft bed woven from the branches and leaves of the Tree of Life.
There was more than one figure lying there; at a glance, there were more than five.
Hei Ta and Ruan Mei, on the other hand, looked radiant and full of energy.
This formed a stark contrast with Lu Jingming, who could barely stand by holding onto the wall.
"No...no...I need to...I need to slow down..."
Lu Jingming leaned against the wall, his heart filled with regret.
He miscalculated.
In this respect, girls are far more powerful than boys, not to mention that he is fighting against many opponents.
of course.
Given his current supreme form of life, it is impossible for him to have any form of deficit.
The reason he has become the way he is now is simply because he has actively suppressed 99.999% of his power.
He voluntarily descended from heaven to become human.
Because he knew it very well.
Given his current form as a "True Star God," once his true form descends, even if only a trace of his aura is released...
Not to mention this small, quiet room.
Even the entire Douluo Star could not withstand his supreme "existence" and would be assimilated from the conceptual level in an instant.
He didn't want that.
Lu Jingming leaned against the wall and slowly straightened up. His mortal body, which had just undergone scientific exploration, quickly returned to its peak condition under his will.
He gazed out the window at the brilliant sky of the God Star, which had perfectly blended with the sky of Douluo Star, and a profound look flashed in his eyes.
He knew very well why he had suddenly become so powerful.
That was neither a gradual process of cultivation nor a serendipitous epiphany.
It is an irreversible and ultimate qualitative change that occurs from the very foundation of existence.
The source of everything lies in the unique authority of "truth" that was deeply bound to his soul when he transmigrated here.
At one time, he simply regarded this authority as a special cheat code that allowed him to accumulate points and then exchange them for characters.
He accumulated the so-called power of truth by leaving a deep enough mark on this world, and then used this power as an anchor to summon those vivid and powerful beings who should only exist in false fantasies, such as Black Tower, Ruan Mei, Istaru, Huang Quan, and Jing Liu, from their stories into this reality.
He's like a top-tier figurine collector, giving his most beloved collections a real life.
When he single-handedly overturned the order of the God Realm, and with the help of geniuses like the Black Tower, he used the entire Douluo God Realm plane as fuel to melt it into his own Sacred Mark Space, ultimately creating a miracle like the God Star that even the universe itself took notice of.
His impact on the universe has reached an unprecedented level.
Thus, quantitative change led to qualitative change.
The accumulated power of truth finally qualified him to touch the core of the authority he had always carried but never been able to fully control.
At that moment, he became completely one with "reality".
His "truth" is no longer limited to himself or the local area he influences.
Rather, like a plague that swept across the entire universe, it spread his "concepts" to every corner of the universe, every inch of spacetime, and every grain of dust.
He transcended it.
He was originally just a powerful figure who stood at the God-King level.
But in that instant of merging with authority, he didn't even have to experience the so-called supreme god-king realm before ascending to the heavens in one step.
He directly transcended the highest level, which other gods considered the end of cultivation, and became a "Transcendent" who transcends the laws of the universe and even the concept of "universe" itself.
And, in the moment of becoming a "transcendent".
A mysterious, unseen "sensation" appeared in his mind.
It was an invisible thread, similar to "cause and effect" and "destiny".
The other end of these threads connects to other "universes" that are incredibly far away from him, and that don't even exist in the same "sea of the universe".
He understood almost immediately.
Those universes are the true "homeland" of the Black Tower, Istaru, Joan of Arc, and others.
Collapsed Universe.
Genshin Impact Universe. Moon-shaped universe.
He brought them out of their "stories".
Now, as the "Transcendent One," he can clearly pinpoint the coordinates of their "stories" based on this unique "causal connection."
One day, he will be able to reach there.
only……
A hint of tenderness flashed in Lu Jingming's eyes.
He's not planning to go now.
The "Star Alliance" that he founded is only just getting started.
His newly born "divine star" still needs time to grow and improve.
More importantly, he didn't want to go alone.
If he were to go, he would bring his entire family, including his many wives and his several adorable children.
That was not a lonely "expedition".
It should have been a grand, joyful, family-oriented journey through countless worlds.
A grand blueprint emerged in his mind.
He plans to use "A Thousand Realms in One" as the core, and combine the top wisdom and technology of several geniuses such as Hei Ta and Ruan Mei, to create a unique "Starry Sky Train" that is exclusively his own for himself and his family.
Once everything here is settled.
He drove this train, taking his family to see the scenery of all the worlds.
Before that... a determined smile appeared on Lu Jingming's lips.
There are also some "household chores" that need to be dealt with.
He needs to take action on some people he hasn't been able to completely "win over" yet.
For example... Mirror Flow.
……
In Haiyuan City, there is a specially created training ground filled with fierce sword intent.
Lu Jingming's figure appeared quietly.
He didn't disturb anyone, but simply stood quietly at the edge of the dojo, watching the scene that made him feel incredibly warm.
In the center of the dojo, Jingliu held an ordinary wooden sword.
She simply stood there quietly, but the icy sword intent emanating from her, which seemed to freeze time and space, caused the temperature in the entire dojo to drop several degrees.
In front of her, two adorable little boys, about five or six years old, were each holding a wooden sword that was half a head taller than themselves, sweating profusely as they repeated the most basic sword-wielding movements.
She was an extremely beautiful little girl.
A head of long, flowing white hair, as smooth as moonlight, and a pair of bright red eyes, as dazzling as rubies.
Above her head, a small halo radiating a soft glow floated.
That delicate, porcelain-doll-like face already possessed an unparalleled beauty that could topple kingdoms.
Her temperament and appearance were almost a perfect replica of her mother, the robin.
She is Lu Jingming's daughter with the robin, Lu Mingyin.
Standing next to her was a little boy with white hair and red eyes.
His features seemed to be sculpted from a scaled-down version of Lu Jingming's, and at such a young age, he was already so handsome that it was impossible to look away.
He is Lu Jingming and Xu Jiujiu, the former princess of the Star Luo Empire, and their son, Lu Xingtong.
At this moment, these two little ones, who would be the envy of countless screams wherever they were placed, were mechanically waving their wooden swords with bitter faces.
Sweat had soaked their clothes and was constantly sliding down their chubby cheeks.
"Huff...huff...Master Jingliu...I...I have no strength left..."
Lu Mingyin was the first to stop. She pouted and looked at Jing Liu, who remained unmoved like an iceberg, with a pitiful expression.
Jingliu didn't speak, but simply tilted his head. His gaze, hidden by the black cloth, seemed to pierce through everything and landed on the little girl.
"As a swordsman, you lack willpower and your movements are disorganized; you are unqualified."
Her cold, emotionless voice slowly echoed through the temple.
"Today, we will have an extra hour of training."
"what--?!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Mingyin's pretty face instantly fell, and tears welled up in her eyes.
She instinctively turned her pleading gaze to her mother, who was sitting next to the dojo.
The robin was looking at her daughter with a pained expression.
But when she met Jingliu's gaze, which, though unseen, still sent a chill down her spine, she could only offer her daughter a helpless, bitter smile.
When it comes to educating children, especially in the area of kendo instruction, she has absolutely no say.
When one plan failed, Lu Mingyin's eyes darted around, and she set her sights on another pink-haired figure who was holding a cup of hot cocoa and watching it with great interest.
"Mother March—!"
She called out in a sickeningly sweet voice.
"Hey! Little Mingyin, what's wrong?"
On March 7th, he immediately put down his cup, ran over with a pained expression, wiped the little girl's sweat with a handkerchief, and looked up at Jingliu to plead for her:
"Um... teacher, the child is still so young, is it necessary to be so strict? A balance between work and rest is important!"
Jingliu remained silent.
She simply turned her head slowly toward the direction of March 7th.
Although she said nothing and did nothing.
But on March 7th, she felt a chill that instantly enveloped her entire body.
She shivered.
"Ahaha... um... I suddenly remembered I have something to discuss with Sister Aili. Yes, it's something very important. I... I'll be going now. You guys continue!"
Before the words were even finished, March 7th vanished without a trace, like a startled rabbit.
As Lu Mingyin watched the figure flee faster than a rabbit, the last glimmer of hope in her eyes was completely extinguished.
Even March's mother, who loved her the most and was the easiest to talk to, couldn't do anything about it.
Ruined.
Lu Xingtong, on the other hand, remained completely silent throughout.
He just silently pursed his lips, then swung the wooden sword in his hand even more vigorously.
He wasn't as naive as his older sister.
As boys, mothers tend to have even stricter expectations of them.
beg for mercy?
That will only result in double the "extra training".
Seeing his sister's dejected appearance, he even had the mood to secretly gloat.
Women are just a hassle.
Beautiful women are more troublesome; they'll only interfere with his sword practice.
He's the man destined to become a sword god.
(End of this chapter)