Chapter 847
Awakening Pill
Gabamuda is gone.
Stepping into the faint dreamlike light outside the Tongtian Pavilion, his figure gradually disappeared into the light curtain of the divine capital.
What he took away was utter despair—the approach of eternal darkness, the ravages of the undercurrents, the chasm of the gap between civilizations, and that cruel, suffocating choice of survival.
It also took away a glimmer of hope from the despair—a world island capable of holding twenty million people, and the last chance for respite given by the Azure Civilization.
Gabamuda knew better than anyone that in the not-too-distant future, the surviving Ironfist people would have no choice but to migrate to the world island created by the Azure civilization, depend on Azure for survival, and become vassals of the Azure people.
For Gabamda, an observer of Iron Fist, this was undoubtedly a heartbreaking fact.
In stark contrast to Gabamda's somber departure, the Dream City had now completely transformed into a sea of joy.
The reason is simple—the Divine Capital Garrison has finally officially issued the merit rewards for dealing with the Dark Tide Peak's impact.
This is the moment that the residents of the capital look forward to the most. After each victory against the dark tide, the distribution of merit rewards is the grandest celebration in the capital.
Countless residents gathered in front of the light screens in the streets and alleys, their eyes fixed on the scrolling list of merits, their faces full of anticipation and excitement, and the sounds of discussion and cheers rose and fell.
The merit list is filled with names arranged in order, each name followed by a corresponding number of merit points.
The fluctuations in numbers affect the hearts and minds of countless people.
At the top of the list, one name stands out prominently, so dazzling that it cannot be ignored—Ji Zhuo.
As the most outstanding soldier in responding to the peak impact, Ji Zhuo earned a total of 68600 merit points, far exceeding the second place on the list, making him the well-deserved number one on the merit list.
No one questioned this honor, because everyone knew that this young warrior of the capital had single-handedly piloted a divine warship, navigating through countless monsters in the Dark Rift, and participated in the killing of as many as seven high-level Dark Tide monsters, making a great contribution to the defense of the capital.
This included a Dark Tide monster of Knight level, which Ji Zhuo dealt a fatal blow to.
Data released by the Divine Capital Garrison shows that the total amount of merit points distributed this time exceeds 68 billion points.
As is customary in the capital for many years, every large-scale distribution of merit rewards is followed by a city-wide consumer frenzy.
Merit points can be exchanged for various items, resources, cultivation techniques, and even treasures to enhance strength in the Merit Pavilion of the Divine Capital.
Every resident who receives merit points has already decided what they want to exchange for. As soon as the merit points arrive in their account, they rush to the Merit Pavilion to begin their own "exchange feast".
But few people know that the core essence of merit points is not ordinary reward points, but pure primordial dream power.
Every item and resource that the residents of the capital exchange for is actually a tangible product directly transformed from the power of the primordial dream realm.
This is also one of the many secret techniques that Yang Fan mastered after comprehending the laws of the powerful dream realm.
On the surface, the distribution of over 68 billion merit points means that the gods have consumed a huge amount of primordial dream power, which seems to be a losing proposition.
However, in the long run, this is an incredibly worthwhile investment—the residents of the capital city can enhance their dream power by exchanging items and improving their strength.
The residents themselves are part of the divine capital, and the dream power they contribute will continuously nourish the core of the divine capital, helping it to capture more primordial dream power.
This creates a virtuous cycle, allowing the strength of the capital to improve gradually and imperceptibly.
At this moment.
Inside the Tongtian Pavilion.
A dazzling rune screen floated in mid-air, with countless data points surging and flashing rapidly on it like a torrent, clearly showing the dynamics of various parts of the capital.
Yang Yanchen stared intently at the data above, then suddenly his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Sister, Ji Zhuo exchanged for a 'Dream Awakening Pill'!"
Yang Wanyu gave a soft "hmm": "You should focus more on Ji Zhuo and closely monitor his condition after taking the medicine."
"Ok!"
Yang Yanchen immediately nodded in agreement, his gaze returning to the light screen.
The "Dream Awakening Pill" that this kid mentioned is a brand new item that was just launched in the Divine Capital Merit Pavilion today, and it is also the biggest surprise of this merit reward distribution.
This elixir cannot be obtained through other channels; it can only be exchanged for merit points, and the exchange price is extremely high—it requires a full 10 merit points.
Ji Zhuo had already accumulated a large number of merit points, and with the 68600 points reward he received this time, he had just made up 10 points. Without hesitation, he exchanged them for the highly anticipated Dream Awakening Pill.
This Dream Awakening Pill has only one effect, yet it is enough to shake the entire capital city—those who take this pill have a greater than 60% chance of directly awakening dream-related superpowers.
In the common understanding, awakening superpowers mainly relies on innate talent, and external forces can at most play a supporting role.
The emergence of the Dream Awakening Pill has completely shattered this perception.
Even if it's only a "60% chance," it's enough to drive all the residents of the capital city crazy.
Therefore, when this pill officially appeared on the exchange list of the Merit Pavilion, the entire capital was in an uproar—not just an ordinary uproar, but a boiling sensation that could "turn the world upside down".
On every street corner, everyone was talking about the Dream Awakening Pill. Some were excited, planning how to accumulate merit points to exchange for it; others were envious, envying Ji Zhuo for being the first to exchange for this pill.
Time passed slowly, and half an hour flew by.
Yang Yanchen's face lit up with joy, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Sister! Ji Zhuo took the Dream Awakening Pill and successfully awakened his superpower!"
Yang Wanyu was not surprised, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly: "Ji Zhuo originally possessed a certain talent for dreaming."
"Having spent another twelve years in the capital, my soul has been nourished by the laws of dreams for a long time, and I already have the foundation to awaken dream-based superpowers."
"With the help of the Dream Awakening Pill, it's like he's just one step away from awakening. It would be abnormal if he didn't."
Yang Yanchen couldn't help but say, "Dad's methods are getting more and more impressive."
He naturally knew that the ability to directly create pills that could help people awaken their supernatural abilities using the power of the primordial dream realm was based on an ultimate understanding of the laws of dreams.
This shows that Dad's understanding of the laws of dreams has probably reached a new level.
on the other hand.
Understanding the rules and one's own strength are always complementary.
The deeper one's understanding, the stronger one becomes; the stronger one becomes, the more one can glimpse the essence of the laws.
Seeing the surging exchange frenzy on the light screen, Yang Wanyu's smile softened even more: "Currently, the capital can stably produce 1000 Awakening Pills per month, and with the continuous accumulation of Origin Dream Power and the gradual optimization of the refining process, the output will steadily increase over the next three years." A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Yanchen's eyes: "How much will the output reach in three years?"
Yang Wanyu immediately reported the data: "According to my father's calculations, the monthly production of Awakening Pills should be able to stabilize between 2 and 2.2 pills in three years."
"If all the core power of the capital is mobilized to refine them, the maximum limit may even reach 2.5 pieces."
"By then, more and more residents of the capital will awaken dream-based superpowers, and the overall strength of the capital will surely experience a qualitative leap."
As the supreme commander of the Divine Capital Garrison, she understood better than anyone the significance of dream-type ability users to the Divine Capital.
The more residents who awaken dream-related superpowers, the more powerful the dream power will be, and the deeper the original dream power of the capital city will be.
With the approaching Eternal Night of Darkness approaching, the more dream-type ability users there are, the better the chances of victory for the Azure Civilization. She naturally has every reason to be happy about it.
Yang Yanchen made a mental estimate and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Based on this data, the total production of Awakening Pills should easily exceed 40 within three years."
"Based on a 60% success rate in awakening, the Azure Civilization will add at least 240,000 dream-type ability users in the next three years."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "My father said before that the Eternal Night Calamity would spread from the Cold Mountain Realm to our area in three to five years at the earliest."
"With the support of these 24 dream-type ability users, coupled with the improvement of the capital's own combat strength, the overall power of the capital is estimated to more than double by then!"
Yang Wanyu nodded slightly: "I think so too."
The recent surge of the Undercurrents has already proven that the capital city now possesses sufficient power to intervene forcefully in real-world crises.
Even the overwhelming hordes of monsters from the Dark Rift could be easily defeated, and their source power could even be transformed into nourishment for the capital. What is there to fear from mere Nether Beasts?
Yang Yanchen became increasingly excited: "Dad said that the Nether Beasts have destroyed many civilized worlds in the Cold Mountain Realm. I think the Divine Capital is the perfect weapon to deal with the Nether Beasts."
"After the Nether Beasts descend into the real world, they will definitely form corresponding projections in the dream world of the Divine Capital. At that time, as long as we pull the Nether Beasts' true forms into the Divine Capital, we can easily kill them!"
This is not an exaggeration, but rather based on solid legal principles.
Any alien creature that is pulled into the dream world will be suppressed by the laws of the dream world, and can only exert up to 20% of its original strength.
The residents of the capital city, however, are quite at ease in the dreamlike realm, and their strength and weakness make dealing with the Netherworld Beasts relatively "easy".
Iron Fist Observer was filled with despair in the face of the eternal darkness, but siblings Yang Yanchen and Yang Wanyu were full of confidence.
Yang Wanyu suddenly felt a little emotional: "My father must have foreseen many future disasters many years ago, which is why he spent so much effort building the Dream Capital and accumulating the power of the original dream realm step by step."
Yang Yanchen wholeheartedly agreed: "My father has always been a man of great foresight."
Just then.
The once tranquil, flowing river of stars suddenly began to ripple without warning.
With a soft "splash," like a pebble falling into a calm lake, tiny ripples spread across the surface.
Yang Yanchen's excitement hadn't faded when he was startled by this sudden commotion.
The next second, his eyes lit up with surprise: "Sis! Dad sent a message!"
Yang Fan was currently in another realm, and sending a message to the Canglan civilization across such a vast distance was no easy task.
Even an ordinary Venerable One might not be able to do it even if they exhausted all their strength.
But the siblings had long been accustomed to using such "unconventional" methods.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ripples on the surface of the Milky Way became more pronounced, and a soft yet non-glaring light slowly rose from the depths of the clear water.
This is a star the size of a fist, surrounded by a faint dreamlike halo.
As the light flowed, it shed its star-like form, gradually coalescing and unfolding, eventually transforming into a classically styled letter, suspended in mid-air, exuding an endless aura of mystery.
This letter is extremely peculiar. It is not made of ordinary paper. Its texture is neither like jade nor silk, and its surface is covered with fine golden runes that seem to wriggle slowly like living things.
The edges of the letter are outlined with intricate starry patterns, dotted with tiny specks of light, as if the entire universe is condensed within them. The closer you look, the more unfathomable they seem, as if they hold endless secrets.
Yang Wanyu immediately stepped forward, her fair fingertips gently touching the floating letter.
The moment your fingertips touch it, the letter seems to be awakened and slowly unfolds on its own.
Surprisingly, there were no words on the pristine white paper; instead, a palm-sized, dark "window" appeared in the center.
The window was shrouded in thick darkness, as if it could swallow up all the light around it, making it impossible to see anything.
Yang Yanchen stared at the dark window, a look of bewilderment on his face, and muttered to himself, "Strange, Dad used to send messages either by text or video, why is it a black window this time?"
He clearly remembered that in the earliest days, his father's letters contained only brief text messages.
Later, clear video footage began to appear in the letters, showing the father's appearance and the environment he was in.
The mere change in the way he communicated was enough to show that his understanding of the laws and his control over power had been steadily improving.
Yang Wanyu was the first to react: "I understand, Dad must have mastered the secret of cross-domain real-time communication."
"My father is probably in one of the civilized worlds in the Cold Mountain Realm right now. It has been shrouded in eternal darkness, which is why the window is pitch black."
These words are logically sound, very much in line with the current situation, and highly credible.
Yang Yanchen was immediately convinced: "Yes! That should be it!"
Unable to contain his excitement, he tentatively called out towards the window, "Dad, can you hear me?"
The next moment, the thick darkness inside the window suddenly began to ripple gently, as if ink were being stirred, and a blurry outline slowly emerged in the darkness.
The outline gradually became clearer, and the eyebrows, eyes, and overall features were exactly the same as Yang Fan's.
"Dad!"
"Dad!"
Unable to contain their joy and excitement, the two shouted in unison. (End of Chapter)