Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 913 Xia Xiu's Arrogance

Time flies.

A full standard Terran day had passed since the thunderous battle that engulfed the heart of the Empire, which, converted into the Astral Plane's twisted time calendar, was roughly equivalent to a standard Astral Moon.

The wind of the entire star realm has not yet completely changed direction, but beneath the ruins, the veins of a new order are slowly growing.

The sky over Naresia was still silent, but no longer heavy.

The sky of the imperial capital has been reconstructed. The divine light film projected by the old spirit absorbers was completely formatted a month ago and replaced by a courtyard-style STC module.

On the ground below, there are many buildings with strange and beautiful lines.

Heavenly-style structures began to rise from the ground.

There are worship towers with metal chains hanging from the cracks in the dome, extending into the earth; there are runes of light surging on the Gothic walls that seem to be carved but not carved; there are also arch bridges that are as soft as flesh and blood, weaving floating streets and city airways from the air.

The appearance of some buildings is so strange that they look like folding palaces in dreams, as if they can continue to grow upwards, inwards, and in indescribable directions at any time; or like crystallized bone flowers blooming in the ruins, blossoming with the extreme beauty of civilization transformation.

All of this comes from the same source, [Zhujie Construction Co., Ltd.] which is under the jurisdiction of the Honkai Administration.

This super construction entity, which started from the present world of Terra and took the [Infinite Train] along multiple layers of space to reach the astral world, has now become an indispensable part of the courtyard reconstruction system.

The morning light falls on the Naresias wide-area infrastructure area, like a layer of golden cloth, slowly descending from the sky and spreading over the reconstructed urban skeleton.

And at the heart of all this light, construction is proceeding at an orderly pace.

The operators were distributed between the air and the ground like a tide, carrying hammers on their shoulders and rune tools on their backs. Alloy tracks were crisscrossing and flashing under their feet - they were kinetic energy channels woven by multiple gravity networks, carrying them to their respective construction sites like a tide carrying sand.

The alloy work clothes they wear are mainly dark red and titanium silver, with the logo of [Zhujie Construction Co., Ltd.] printed on the chest; on the back, there is a crystal receiver embedded with a faint light jumping on it - that is the shared signal sent by [Civilization Survival].

Under the [World Modulation] authority activated by Xia Xiu, these builders who came from the present world of Terra and traveled here on the [Infinite Train] are in an unprecedented state of rational labor.

They feel no fatigue, need no urging, and need no orders.

They are full of enthusiasm, like a self-igniting team of sparks.

"Confirmation of landing point - fourth stage, adaptation of the projection position of the tower ridge module."

"The intelligent quantification of building materials is ready, ready to hammer and build..."

Just one wave.

thump—

The heavy hammer knocked a piece of raw ore into neat crystal cubes, and transparent digital light patterns spread out in the air, as if a "clickable" interface was created in the vacuum.

The modules then begin to take shape, connection points automatically respond, and components snap to each other along logical tracks.

It’s like the creator in “Minecraft” operating the virtual space, but at this moment, this is the real surface of the astral world - transformed by the hands of flesh and blood people.

They are no longer "working" but "creating".

Here, labor is not hard labor, but glory.

The [World Modulation] authority granted by Xia Xiu opens up the right to choose module modules for each operator, and they can customize the building combination according to their favorite style.

Some choose heavenly Gothic arches, some prefer floating sacrificial towers; some even plant a metal flower that spits bubbles on the module when building a storage platform. No one says these "fantastic ideas" are out of compliance with regulations.

Because here - at the core of the norm - is freedom.

They do not distinguish between status or class.

Whether it is the mid-level technical officer in charge of the main control network or the engineer who transports crystal materials every day, they all stand on the same construction blueprint, respect each other and connect with each other.

With Xia Xiu sharing the power of [World Modulation] through [Civilization Survival], these operators can maintain full enthusiasm and energy to build their new homes like 'Steve'.

The [world modulation] model shared by Xia Xiu is simply the "human labor state" in the rational state of [utopianism].

You don’t have to endure the hardship of labor, and you can directly enjoy the sense of accomplishment that labor brings.

All the tedious work has been replaced by the extremely advanced [Extraordinary Quantization]. Operators only need to click and wave their hands to turn materials into modules (blocks), and then freely match them according to their favorite modules (modulation modes).

In this rational state, labor is truly glorious and there is no distinction between high and low.

The operators sang loudly with unprecedented enthusiasm while constructing:
"The hammer fell a thousand times today——"

"Tomorrow all realms will be courtyards!"

"Glory to the Lord of Enlightenment!"

"Glory to the Conqueror of the Stars!"

"Glory to His Majesty Hugh Abraham!"

They sang while swinging hammers, while hoisting, while landing, and even while wiping sweat with their hands they followed the rhythm.

This is the morning song of [utopianism], the utopian fantasy practiced by Xia Xiu, and an ode to the spirit of labor forged by reason and freedom.

As Xia Xiu said earlier, the [utopia] he hopes for is different from that of other angels, and he will practice the [utopianism] of heaven in his own way.

What Xia Xiu wanted was never a pure land waiting to be praised.

What he wants is a spiritual height built and shaped by human hands.

He will practice "heavenly utopianism" in his own way.

He will prove that human beings can reach spiritual heights.

As long as he... keeps developing [World Modulation], as long as he keeps climbing, as long as he wears the crown of [Continuation of Civilization].

He can lead mankind to spiritual heights.

At this moment, Xia Xiu stood alone on the terrace of the main building of the Governor's Mansion. The morning light dyed the sky light gold, reflecting the layered images of the new city, like the first lines being carved on a piece of iron plate that had just cooled.

In the center of the square, the obsidian sovereignty monument tower rises into the sky, as if it is going to pull up the tombstone of the old god and replace it with the name of the new lord.

His gaze fell there, as quiet as a deep lake.

Twelve rings of authority spiraled upward, with metal and etheric light intertwining and entwining, rotating layer by layer, slowly but irreversibly constructing a sovereign logical spiral like a star track.

At the very top - the seal of the [Iron Crown], suspended silently and majestically.

It is not a sculpture, nor a light sculpture - it is a reflection of substantial authority, the highest symbol born out of the resonance of law, sovereignty, structure and faith.

Xia Xiu looked at the mark for a long time.

He knew that as long as this crown was still on his hand, as long as [civilization continued] was still in his control, and as long as the authority of [world modulation] was continuously developed, he would be able to continue to climb upward and lead this entire civilization forward.

Xia Xiu slowly raised his right hand and rubbed the faintly warm mark on his palm in the morning light.

That was the power of the Iron Crown responding to his consciousness. Nodes of law were gently beating beneath his skin, like the nerve endings of the entire astral world, beating in salute deep within his palm.

The morning light poured through the dome of the terrace, and the light patterns cast on his knuckles trembled slightly, like the gaze of some higher being.

The Lord of the Courtyard simply lowered his head and gently, almost with a kind of focused tenderness, stroked the power.

The whispers were spoken silently within him.

“As long as I keep going up.”

"As long as I don't stop."

"Humanity can reach the heights of the spirit."

This is not an oath, not a promise, not a slogan for the people. This is a signpost set by a climber for himself.

There is no doubt that Xia Xiu's thoughts are arrogant.

Compared to those who pursue divine permission and wrap order with faith.

He is more direct, sharper and more dangerous.

But he has the capital to be arrogant.

As some penguins said about the Lord of the Courtyard:
"Hugh Abraham is an ambitious man more arrogant than any angel. Sooner or later, he will come to Terra with his ambitions."

After checking the operators' successful construction with satisfaction, Xia Xiu began to leave here. He stepped lightly and the [Mobius Strip] under his feet began to rotate.

The next moment, he was back in the newly built Governor's Palace.

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Inside the Governor's Palace.

The Lord of the Courtyard returned to his busy life and began one of his most troublesome problems, which he had to face all the time... dealing with affairs.

This thing, like the meeting, was considered by Xia Xiu to be the two most painful things in being the master of the courtyard.

At this moment, the familiar Secretary General Pansy Jian had been standing in front of his desk waiting for a long time.

When a certain golden retriever who had taken the opportunity to slack off came back, she nodded slightly, but there was no polite warmth in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, the progress of the Soul Absorber Empire's hub control has reached 94%. You can begin to listen to the summary report of this stage."

The strong flavor of office slave in the secretary general's tone made Xia Xiu, the king of office slaves, feel a chill down his spine.

There is indeed a lot of work to be done during this period, so it's no wonder that she is so resentful.

After finishing his opening remarks, the Secretary General raised one hand and handed over a crystal plate containing hundreds of pages of digital files. His eyes were calm and his expression was cold.

There are four big words written in that expression:

"I do not want to go to work."

The corners of Xia Xiu's mouth twitched. He really felt the materialized resentment that came from working overtime until he died.

But there is no way. As the king of office workers, he has an aura of overtime work, which is on all day and cannot be turned off at all.

"Cough, cough cough cough~"

Xia Xiu pretended to cough twice.

He half-raised his right hand, covering the corner of his lips, and turned his head calmly, trying his best not to meet the secretary general Pansy Jane's dark-circled eyes.

Those were a pair of "cold eyes" that were enough to make the owner of the courtyard retreat.

"Report." His voice was rarely lowered.

"At present, the courtyard has completed the sovereign nesting operation of more than 70% of the medium-sized ports in the Soul Absorber Empire. Four ether wave engines have been started and put into the first phase of hyperspace channel reconstruction."

"Thirty-two core garrisons have been transformed into courtyard administrative nodes. The foundation of the Qiming dictatorship system has been laid. The filing rate of the alien population has reached 92%, and the probability of rebellion has dropped to single digit fluctuations."

Then, Pansy added:
"Oh, by the way, of the eight mind reconstruction clones dispatched by Director Camille, four have fallen down, and the remaining four are taking medicine while working..."

"She is now thinking about whether she should apply through you to transfer the authority of [Eden] and open a new mind clone."

After she finished speaking, she looked up at Xia Xiu.

Xia Xiu laughed “Ahaha” and rubbed his forehead.

Look, some people are working overtime to the point of going crazy...

He leaned back in his chair and shook his head slightly:
"No need, just take a good rest if you are tired."

"The initial peripheral system has not been laid out yet, and there is indeed a lot of work that you people still have to look after in person," he changed his tone and tapped the table lightly, as if to confirm with Pansy, "But be patient, once the entire system network is fully connected and the Heavenly Kingdom's main authority is synchronized, you can let [Adam] take over these trivial processes."

"When the time comes, I will let you have a good rest, really."

"Well, the Secretariat does have holidays." Xia Xiu cleared his throat gently. "I plan to use special technology to make the masterminds captured in the Soul Sucker Empire contribute their computing power."

Pansy Jane's eyes suddenly lit up, and for the first time, her usually cold face showed a lively expression.

"Really?"

Xia Xiu was extremely sure: "Really, I have asked Panda from Panda Network to be in charge of research and development."

When the Secretary General heard this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, while Xia Xiu raised his hand to signal the other party.

"Go on with the report. Is there anything else?"

The secretary general did not look up, but just flipped a page of the crystal board document. This time, her tone of report became extremely solemn:

"There is one more thing...that may require your personal attention."

She paused, and lowered her voice slightly.

"There is a dispute over the ownership of the high-specification machines that we took over from the Soul Sucker Empire during this war between the Mechanical Saint and us."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the room changed immediately.

Xia Xiu's body, which was originally leaning casually on the back of the chair, suddenly leaned forward.

His fingertips tapped the table unconsciously. The movement was very light, but the sound sounded like some kind of mechanism being activated in the silent hall.

Sure enough, the problem I was most worried about came.

"What do they want?" He lowered his voice a few notches, with a subtle meaning in it.

"The Mechanicus has proposed that some of the core components contain relics of Holy Casting technology and should be kept by the Mechanicus Canon. They demand the immediate return of some of the machine's control rights and copies of its data structures."

"In addition, the Mechanical Saints of the Orthodox Church have clearly expressed their dissatisfaction, believing that we have crossed the line and used machines that are not registered in the Holy Scriptures during the war. They think you have truly committed blasphemy."

The Secretary General looked up, and for the first time, a trace of genuine worry appeared in his eyes:

"If this matter is not handled properly... we may have to fight with the Mechanicus stationed here."

Xia Xiu was silent for a few seconds, a faint light reflected in his pupils.

The Mechanicus provided considerable assistance in the campaign against the Mind-Drainer Empire.

They mobilized the Folding Fleet, deployed a large number of [Bronze Soldiers], and once opened temporary authorization for the [Iron Wall] blueprint.

But after the war, the situation changed.

He, as the Lord of the Earthly Courtyard, the fourth sword bearer of Heaven, [The Fire Thief Ohm Messiah], is no longer an acquiesced ally of the Mechanicus, but a heretic variable with the ability to construct his own divinity.

Before, because of the common enemy, the Soul Sucker Empire, they were able to put aside their conflicts and fight against them together.

Now that the Soul Sucker Empire is gone, the secondary conflict between [Om Messiah] and the Mechanicus has suddenly become the primary conflict.

"They are starting to feel uneasy." Xia Xiu murmured, expressing the true feelings of the Mechanicus at the moment.

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