Chapter 839
Deep-Level Dream Laws
As the ripples subsided, Yang Yanchen's figure came into view.
Compared to the naive boy he was fifteen years ago, Yang Yanchen has now undergone a complete transformation and grown into a genuine super handsome man.
No.
To describe him simply as "super handsome" would be too simplistic.
As the son of the richest man in the Human Alliance, he holds important authority in the Dream City. His family background, power, appearance, and abilities are all top-notch—calling him a super rich and handsome man is not enough to describe his outstanding qualities.
Even among the 192 billion people of the entire planet Canglan, it would be difficult to find a few top performers who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
Wherever he goes, he easily attracts everyone's attention.
It's no exaggeration to say that she's "loved by everyone and admired by all flowers."
Yang Yanchen had barely arrived when he got straight to the point: "Sister, I have two things to report to you."
His tone became more serious: "First, according to the real-time prediction of the super revelation device 'Eye of the Long River,' in 45 minutes, the dark tide energy deep in the Black Sand Sea of Death will experience a violent peak eruption."
"The energy intensity of this eruption should be the strongest this year. Calculations show that there is an 80% probability that a shadow rift will take advantage of the energy peak to break through the spatial barrier of Azure Star."
"Once the spatial barrier is breached, this dark rift will directly connect with our Azure Civilization, at which point a large number of Dark Tide Monsters will flood in, threatening the safety of the entire Azure Civilization."
He paused briefly at this point: "Should we issue a 'Level One Mobilization Order' immediately in the name of the Divine Capital Garrison to begin preparations for blocking the Dark Rift's attack?"
Yang Wanyu hesitated for a moment before replying, "Give the order."
Although issuing the order now is a little early, the Azure Civilization has not faced a peak energy impact for a year, so mobilizing the residents of the capital city a little earlier is not a bad thing.
"Yes!"
Yang Yanchen responded.
He continued, "The second matter is that Mr. Gabamda of the Ironfist Civilization wishes to meet with you immediately."
Yang Wanyu let out a helpless sigh upon hearing this.
Even a fool could tell that Gabamda was frantic when he saw the Ironfist Civilization at its end and his own defense system on the verge of collapse. He began running around desperately, trying to grasp at any straw that could save his life.
As the eldest daughter of Yang Fan, the richest man in the Human Alliance, and the deputy city lord of the Dream City, as well as the highest manager of daily affairs, Gabamuda, having nowhere else to turn, would naturally come begging to her.
But she knew even more clearly in her heart that even if she met with Gabamuda, what could she change?
The destruction of the Ironfist Civilization was already inevitable, and the Azure Civilization had already given its all in terms of assistance.
Even if she wanted to, she was powerless to change the inevitable outcome.
Yang Wanyu pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Tell Gabamuda that the Canglan civilization is currently facing a crisis caused by the undercurrents and has no time to spare."
“Once the impact has completely subsided and the peak of the undercurrent has receded, it will be around tomorrow. I will set aside an hour to meet him at Tongtian Pavilion.”
After all, the other party was her father's old friend, and out of respect for her father, she found it difficult to refuse directly.
She then added, "I will try to raise some resources to help the Iron Fist people, as a way of giving them an explanation and making my father look better."
Yang Yanchen was not surprised by the answer and nodded readily, saying, "Understood. I will convey your message to Mr. Gabamda and calm him down."
After saying that, he left with the words "Sister, I'm leaving first," took a step back, and his body rippled again, turning into a wisp of green smoke in an instant.
Yang Wanyu shook her head slightly in resignation.
She knew perfectly well that the boy's eagerness was probably because he was in a hurry to see the girl he had been longing for.
And that little lover was not from Canglan, but from Meijia.
This story begins fifteen years ago.
Back then, when the Meijia civilization was threatened by demigods and the entire world was on the verge of destruction, Yang Fan, the father, used all available resources to set up an amazing plan that pulled the Meijia civilization back from the brink of destruction.
After a world-shaking battle between demigods, she heard that her father had also gained great benefits, but she didn't know the specifics.
From then on, the exchanges between the Meijia civilization and the Canglan civilization became increasingly close.
Over the years, in order to strengthen the connection between the two civilizations, the Meijia people have been trying to place beautiful women around their father.
But the father remained steadfast and unmoved.
After repeatedly hitting a wall, Mika Civilization changed its approach and turned its attention to the male descendants of the Mika Savior.
The people of Meijia carefully selected a group of unmarried women with outstanding looks, talents, and temperament from royal families, temples, and high-ranking noble circles, and held a high-level reincarnation ceremony to transform their bodies into human form.
These girls were then sent to Azure Star to settle permanently and integrate into the life of the Azure civilization.
The goal of the Mejai people was very clear: to get these beauties to get close to the descendants of the savior and to marry as many people as possible with them, thereby deepening the relationship between the two civilizations.
Yang Yanchen is one of Meijia's core targets.
This kid is a good-for-nothing; he couldn't resist the allure of the exotic beauty.
Although the Mika were reincarnated as humans, their different upbringing naturally endowed them with a unique temperament.
Not long after.
The young man was captivated by a noblewoman from the Purple Leaf Coral family named "Jiaqinina," and completely succumbed to her charms, willingly allowing her to take him to bed.
The two are now very close and inseparable.
Judging from this kid's behavior, it's estimated that Jiaqinina's belly will swell up in a while, and then a marriage alliance will become inevitable.
Thinking of this, Yang Wanyu muttered to herself, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to care. Anyway, neither Dad nor Mom said anything."
"Besides, given how eager the Meijia people are for marriage alliances, this kid will definitely make a fortune by marrying Jiaqinina."
She couldn't help but laugh: "Maybe I can get something good from this kid."
*****
In the blink of an eye.
Yang Yanchen appeared in a quiet courtyard in the center of the inner ring of the capital.
Shendu is a dream city with the classical Xia Dynasty as its core theme, and this courtyard is no exception, exuding a rich classical charm everywhere.
Inside the courtyard, the bluestone path meanders and twists, with several rare begonia trees planted on both sides. When a breeze blows, the petals fall softly, forming a thin floral carpet.
In the center of the courtyard stands an antique-style pavilion, a wooden building with carved beams and painted rafters, and exquisite patterns engraved on the window lattices.
Several glass palace lanterns hung under the eaves. Although they were not lit, they exuded elegance and complemented the surrounding scenery perfectly.
On the rooftop terrace, a slender and graceful figure stood by the railing, her eyes overflowing with tenderness and anticipation.
That's right—Jiaqinina.
Instead of wearing the aristocratic gowns of the Meijia civilization, she changed into a tailor-made classical Xia dynasty lady's dress, which possessed both the gentle grace of a classical Xia woman and a touch of the vivacity of a foreign beauty. She also had a Xia dynasty name—Li Nina.
It must be said that, compared to the women of Canglan, Jiaqinina possesses a unique and indescribable charm.
Just by looking at her graceful and beautiful figure, one might get the illusion that she is a soft and gentle beauty.
Seeing Yang Yanchen appear as expected, Jiaqinina's smile deepened, and she softly called out, "My lord."
The way she called those two words, with their tender and melodious tone, seemed to possess a magical power, instantly igniting a flame in his heart.
Yang Yanchen took a step forward, his figure instantly transforming into a gust of wind, and went straight up to the pavilion, where he embraced the surprisingly soft and delicate body.
Without the slightest hesitation, he lowered his head and began to savor the two soft, red lips.
At the same time, he didn't forget to grope people with his other hand.
At this moment, he was completely immersed in the warmth, and even the important task his sister had given him was forgotten.
The saying "beauty is like wine, often leading to trouble" perfectly illustrates this scene.
The two entwined for a full thirty seconds.
Jiaqinina suddenly placed her hands gently on Yang Yanchen's chest and pushed him slightly. Her breathing was a little disordered as she said, "My lord, don't get too carried away. I can sense that you have an urgent mission. It's not too late to be intimate after you've finished your business."
This ability to "sensory" is precisely the unique talent of this noblewoman.
That said, any woman like Mika, who is qualified to be chosen to be paired with the son of the savior, would be an exceptionally talented individual in any civilized world.
When Yang Yanchen was pushed by her and heard these words, he subconsciously let out an "Ah," and the burning passion in his heart instantly subsided by more than half.
The young man nodded repeatedly: "I'll complete my task first, then we'll get on with the business!"
The so-called "getting things done" obviously has a different meaning.
Upon hearing this word, Jiaqinina's delicate face naturally flushed crimson, making her look even more alluring.
Yang Yanchen was naturally tempted. He took a big smack of his lips before getting down to business.
With a thought, he instantly summoned the management panel exclusive to the capital city.
Countless slender white light threads flew rapidly from the void and converged, forming a virtual panel about half a person's height and resembling a program window in the short span of breath.
The panel was covered with dense golden patterns and command icons; it was the management center panel with the highest authority in the capital.
Yang Yanchen controlled the management panel with his mind—no need to touch it manually, just a thought and the commands on the panel would be executed swiftly.
The icons on the panel flashed rapidly, and lines of instructions flowed like water, spreading throughout the vast dream city in an instant, with the Tongtian Pavilion as the central hub and following the energy channels of the capital.
The moment the command was issued, the entire Dream Capital underwent a dramatic transformation.
Every suspended building and every glass-covered street simultaneously emitted a faint, shimmering white halo, as if the entire city had been awakened and entered a state of alert.
Within the capital city, before countless residents who were out and about, a beam of soft white light descended from the sky, condensing into a fist-sized, lustrous sphere of light.
The residents stopped what they were doing and subconsciously stared at the ball of light in front of them.
Almost the instant my gaze fell upon the sphere of light, a clear stream of information flooded into my mind, without the slightest sense of obscurity.
It details the impending crisis of the Dark Tide Peak in the Black Sand Sea of Death, the purpose of this gathering, and the tasks that each participant needs to perform, all in a clear and concise manner.
at the same time.
A line of striking numbers slowly appeared on the surface of the sphere of light, beginning a steady countdown.
“45:59……45:58……45:57……”
It was a precise countdown to the peak eruption of the dark tide energy.
However, not every resident in the capital city saw this sphere of light, carrying a mission and a countdown, appear before them.
According to real-time data from the management panel, there are currently 43 billion residents "online" in the capital.
The term "online" means that the residents' consciousness has been connected to the Divine Capital Dream Space, and they are able to participate in various activities and perform related tasks in the Divine Capital.
Of these 43 billion online residents, only one-third, or about 15 billion, successfully received the "conscription order" issued by the Divine Capital Garrison.
The residents who received the omens showed no panic; instead, they all looked joyful, and many even cheered.
Because as long as they can successfully withstand the impact of this dark tide, every participant will receive a high reward of 1000 merit points.
Those who excel in their missions will receive an unlimited amount of merit points.
In the Dream City, merit points are the universal currency and the foundation for enjoying all the wonderful things.
As a dream world, it contains countless strange and wonderful dream creations, powerful psychic equipment, and exclusive dream spaces that allow people to immerse themselves in them.
In short, even gods can experience pleasures that are difficult to experience in the real world.
However, whether it's acquiring these creations and equipment or enjoying various pleasures, it all requires consuming a large number of merit points.
Give the simplest example.
Having sex with your partner in a dream can be a more wonderful experience than in the real world due to the unique nature of the dream environment.
However, each "service" requires consuming a dream artifact called "Joy Bead," which is officially priced at 50 merit points.
Therefore, every time God issues a call to action, it attracts countless residents to participate enthusiastically.
soon.
The 15 billion residents who received the conscription order began to "fight" for the future of the Azure Civilization.
Although it's called "battle," what they actually do is somewhat monotonous—extracting their accumulated "dream power" and continuously supplying it to the Divine Capital Illusion Shield.
This is the core content of this mission.
Every resident, as long as their consciousness connects to the Dream City, is unconsciously accumulating dream power every moment.
This mental power originates from the human spirit and dreams. It seems ethereal, yet it contains powerful energy and is the core energy source that constitutes the Divine Capital Illusion Shield.
The core principle of the Divine Capital is to gather the dream power of all residents together, condense it into a vast and unparalleled force, and inject it into the Divine Capital's Illusion Shield to resist all kinds of dangers from the outside world.
From the perspective of the laws, this seemingly "child's play" "battle" is actually the ultimate utilization and control of the laws of deep dreams.
In short, this is a remarkable thing.
Even ordinary dream creatures at the Venerable level cannot do this. (End of Chapter)