Above Destiny

Chapter 532 Win!
"What... is this?"

Wen Wen's mind was torn between trusting Ji Jue and doubting the basic qualities of a craftsman. After hesitating for a long time, she finally politely omitted the interjection and asked the question.

"I call it, Paradise System Terminal V0.7."

Ji Jue introduced with great enthusiasm: "Out of compassion, in response to everyone's call, to bring a gentle haven and a peaceful place of rest to people who have suffered so much, this is a work that Lao Deng and I created together!"

Once you have it, you will never feel lost or in pain again, and you will never feel tired even if you work more than 24 hours a day.

It allows for ample rest and sleep, and an escape from reality... well, an escape from dreams.

It is truly a rare masterpiece and a superb work that benefits all people.

Wen Wen remained silent, looking at him, her expression gradually becoming dangerous.

"speak English."

"Uh, cough cough...a dream within a dream."

Ji Jue stammered for a long time before looking up at the sky.

"..."

The essence of 'Paradise' is very simple. It is essentially a new closed system created by relying on the nature of Border Prison, which originates from the dream but is also outside of the dream, and is different from the divine kingdom.

A nested doll, a layer of dream reconstructed within a dream.

The significance of seizing the border prison lies here: forcibly taking a piece of the illusion created by Huang Liang's remains from Wen Sheng's hands... So, how to do it is entirely up to us.

Even though it's essentially the same server, now there are two systems. Surprising, isn't it? Happy, isn't it? Unexpected, isn't it?

To this end, Ji Jue meticulously made numerous preparations, exerting all his efforts to seize the border prison, and even intercepting a large amount of dream chaos to repair and modify it.

Beneath the outer shell of the border prison lies a new illusion.

After the chaos was lifted into the void, the third level of the Border Prison is now an excellent container and vessel. After all, Wen Sheng has gone to great lengths to seal off the chaos.

Its stability is unquestionable; it can hold the entire chaotic space of a dream, and naturally it can also accommodate some souls escaping reality—in fact, that would be overkill.

Once you can get inside, you can naturally escape the oppression of Tiancheng and the exploitation of the cult, and then... you'll be subjected to the exploitation of Director Ji.

There was no more pain, no more torment.

Wouldn't that make it convenient for you to work 24/7?

You don't even need to sleep. The process of entering Paradise is essentially the same as sleeping. The life support pod is just an interface used to upload your soul.

It does not need to breathe, eat, or rest; it is naturally nourished by abundant spiritual energy, which can even strengthen the mind and improve intelligence. It can even directly absorb a great deal of theory and knowledge without needing to study.

You don't need to be proficient in any of them. Most jobs on the assembly line only require you to understand the data, master your own part, and then mechanically repeat the process.

During this process, everyone's souls are connected by Paradise, and everyone becomes a large bundle of parallel spiritual batteries, so that thoughts and self-nature are not wasted.

Ji Jue truly doesn't need their souls, nor does he need them to consume their true nature. After instilling the relevant knowledge, a period of high-intensity, mechanical, repetitive labor is enough to imprint and derive a creative spirit from the trajectory and habits of their true nature's operation and thinking.

Does this sound very familiar?
That's right, it's the low-end, low-end, and even lower-end version of Chun Jun's youthful knock-off, a stripped-down monkey-like version...

With the Spirit Essence Refinement of the Chao Sheng lineage in his left hand, the Ye Family Nine Forms in his right, Fluid Alchemy hanging on his chest, Deus Exusiai at his waist, and a Strange Old Craftsman standing up and kicking under his feet.

Although it's quite difficult, it's not really troublesome to solve.

The cost and investment of a single Creation Spirit may be higher than that of a tool person directly operating it, but don't forget that the structure of a Creation Spirit is not that complicated, and it can also be copied and reproduced.

Once the basic model is finalized, Ji Jue can start printing with great enthusiasm... and then gradually iterate and upgrade. At that point, it won't matter whether the people in the dream actually do any work or not; they can just play around in their dreams. As long as they do their promising job as spirit batteries, that's enough.

Our free benefits are like this: once the big data is analyzed, what exactly becomes a commodity is no longer up to you!

Besides, this is a win-win situation.

Those who wanted to die sacrificed their last value; they got what they wanted, and they won.

Those who regretted it did work for Ji Jue, but at least they had a place in the dream. No one even came to plunder their faith and self-nature. They won!
Ji Jue sacrificed all of this to help everyone realize their wishes and create the paradise. Although he didn't receive much tangible benefit in return, he felt satisfied. He won!
In short, we win! Win! Win! Win!
Sorry, but this is how it is in our Border Prison. We win every day as soon as we open our eyes, and for some reason, we win even more after we close them!
This is the best solution.

As long as you discard some personal qualities and let go of some helpful tendencies at the right time, you can enjoy a shameless yet pleasant life with a clear conscience.

Want to die? Fine. Want to live? No problem. Want money? Sure. Don't want to pray? Absolutely OK.

All you need to do is get it into the factory.

Working in a factory can solve 99% of life's problems; the remaining 1% is definitely because you haven't tightened enough screws.

Even if you don't want to go into the factory, you can still get a private seat at the Paradise Terminal!
The Borderlands welcomes all, accepts everything, and doesn't even need your soul.

Whether you are a fighter against the heavens, a weakling fleeing fate, or a treacherous double agent... in the end, everyone can find their place on the assembly line!
And so, news came from the fallen leaves: beyond the scars, in the terrifying borderlands, the Divine Enemy had ascended to the throne of King of Hell. Under his rule, people would likely describe it as an era of factory domination!

The enemy of God is more generous than the gods. He doesn't want you to pray, he doesn't want you to offer sacrifices, and he doesn't want you to sacrifice your parents, wife, or children. He just wants you to get into the factory.

Want to get rich? Get a factory job!
Want power? Join the factory!
Do you want to die?
Then hurry up and get into the factory!

Meanwhile, in just one and a half days, the first generation of the Paradise Terminal was launched. After hundreds of testers volunteered their time, the iteration was completed on the same day, and the number of testers doubled. Two days later, the final third generation was released, which no longer required a life support pod.

All you need is a phone booth; after inserting coins, you can instantly become a spirit and upload to Paradise!

but……

"Why a phone booth?" Ji Jue asked, rubbing his chin as he looked at the strange-looking thing in front of him.

"I'm happy!"

Bao Dacai rolled his eyes, too lazy to listen.

Just tell me if it works or not!

If it doesn't work, find someone else!
Anyway, everyone else was so happy and laughing all the way to the bank that only Qi Tan Lao Deng started to carry a heavy burden. He also had to endure Ji Jue's manipulation and pressure from time to time. It was like eating shit and having to hold it in his mouth and not being allowed to swallow it. Every day, he would open his eyes and be off work, and after closing his eyes, he would go to work in Paradise.

Take it!
I came to the world of "The Dream of the Yellow Millet" to slack off, take a break, and gather material, but why the hell am I still working?!
Even after Ji Jue mastered the ability to accelerate time in Paradise without any instruction, his overtime hours started to double!

In just a few days, he became so thin that he looked unrecognizable.

Every time I see Ji Jue, he habitually opens his mouth and performs a graceful oral exercise, which can be described as a mastery of the Federation Empire and the Thousand Islands, and he often quotes classics, which is admirable.

Unfortunately, compared to street fighting experts like Sister Leila, he lacks the raw, undeniable strength of genuine injuries.

It's just a light drizzle.

Let them scold me, Director Ji isn't a petty person.

Not only has the upload mechanism been improved, but the space within Paradise has also undergone tremendous changes from its original blank state, thanks to the planning of many testers and Old Deng of Strange Tales.

While it doesn't offer the extravagant and insane experiences of a paradise, it's still a dreamlike realm with blue skies, white clouds, green grass, luxury cars, and beautiful women—a place to indulge in fantasies. Besides the public spaces, there's also an absurdly large private area where you can do whatever you want.

Of course, many things require earning points through experiments to obtain, but the point requirements have been decreasing as more people join and the experiments progress. Eventually, it has almost become an achievement system with no pressure at all.

A blissful, endless vacation; a life-or-death struggle amidst a hail of bullets; and even the path to domination, where a single powerful gesture can subdue countless henchmen...

Everyone who has seen it says it's great, and every user who has tried it gives it a thumbs up. Some even spontaneously start to complete and upload more information.

After all, who wouldn't want to kiss, hug, and lift up a female fighter with red eyes, long hair, boxing gloves, and a love for tank tops and shorts in paradise?
After tentatively opening the portal, it immediately triggered a wave of registrations, with everyone eager to sign up, almost disrupting the entire operation of the border prison.

People who were initially reluctant to work in the factory are now scrambling to get started.

Every day at the factory gate, a dense crowd surges about, rushing in at the sound of a whistle. Even Ji Jue has to feign some restraint, allowing the workers one last surge before they are replaced by his big data creation spirit…

And so, the unlimited outpouring of gratitude began.

Every sinner and heretic who sprang from the assembly line raised their hands, tears streaming down their faces, and cried out that the debt of gratitude to the enemy of God was never enough!
To live and to die, is it not delightful?

However, things soon started to get strange...

Even the angels who occasionally peeked from behind the clouds noticed something was wrong... It was visible to the naked eye that the number of living people in the border prison was decreasing!
In just a few days, there were hardly any people walking around outside anymore.

Instead, there were strange-looking robots that walked unsteadily, sparks flying from their bodies, and moved stiffly with each step.

Suddenly, terrifying stories about the border prison's habit of killing and creating bloody machines spread to the outside world...

Meanwhile, the changes within the border prison were happening rapidly.

Under the control of the staff in Paradise, those strangely shaped robots were initially a bit clumsy and unsteady, unable to find the right way. However, as they gradually became familiar with the operation and the auxiliary systems became more and more intelligent, their movements became rapid and smooth.

In just two or three days, as the auxiliary systems became more and more advanced, the need for manual operation decreased, and eventually, it was no longer necessary to operate manually. All you had to do was drink tea, watch the report, light a cigarette, and confirm the time.

Until, even confirming is no longer required.

When the first spirit of creation was conceived from the reflection of self and spiritual matter, frenzied production and replication began at an astonishing speed.

Meanwhile, the productivity of the border prison has surged again and again with the increasing supply of spiritual energy batteries!
Ji Jue watched with great interest.

Who says a pipe dream is bad?
With faith, you're practically omnipotent! You can solve 99% of problems directly, and for the remaining ones, just double your faith investment and it'll be completely resolved! In less than a month, mechanical ascension was even solved!

Even more surprisingly, Ji Jue discovered that... the faith gathering within him was increasing rapidly and at an ever-growing pace! In fact, without any active extraction, its efficiency was continuously improving...

Every moment, countless flashes of light floated up within Paradise, landing in his hands. Eventually, Ji Jue was almost numb from watching them and became so annoyed that he just wanted to turn the special effect off.

Within a closed system, no matter how much 'heat' is lost, it will all return to the whole. The same applies to self and spiritual matter. All fluctuations in emotions and changes in self represent 'doing work'.

Piling up earth forms mountains, gathering sand forms seas.

Everyone immersed in the paradise, in addition to acting as a spiritual energy battery, also serves as a follower of Jijue, working tirelessly 24 hours a day with their own emotions and consciousness. The overflowing self-nature will gradually enhance the richness and internal details of the paradise.

At the same time, it accelerates the overall spiritual energy circulation speed within the park.

Just like a bunch of little hamsters frantically pedaling on their wheels 24/7... constantly generating power!

Even if this complex self-nature and consciousness cannot be used to strengthen oneself, why would Ji Jue, a craftsman, need to strengthen himself?

He's not a saint; he has no interest in other people's souls.

All he knew was that his perpetual motion machine was spinning, continuously producing faith, material, and even motivation for the world, 24 hours a day...

"Hey Hey Hey……"

At this moment, the endless darkness within the original second level of the border prison has vanished, leaving only rows of servers connecting to the third level of paradise standing tall.

Countless flashes of light illuminated Ji Jue's drooling face, and he was overjoyed: "Quack, we Embers are infinitely blessed, infinitely blessed mouth!"

"You bastard..."

Wen Wen, standing beside her, crossed her arms, shook her head, and sighed silently.

Although she wasn't interested in the so-called paradise and dream, she had to admit that even though Ji Jue was of poor quality and low morals, he still managed to solve all the problems effortlessly and without any effort.

At the same time, it also gave everyone the best result.

Reliable and sinister.

They never disappoint.

only……

"Why do people always act sarcastic and indifferent when they're acting out of kindness and compassion?"

Wen Wen laughed and teased, "Could it be that you're afraid of being seen as a good person?"

"what?"

Ji Jue looked bewildered and puzzled, then nodded without hesitation: "Ah, yes, yes, that's right, that's how we craftsmen are, we leave without a trace after we've done our work, keeping our merits and fame hidden, Sister Wen!"

Sister Wen seems to have misunderstood me, but it doesn't matter. After all, my character is so upright and noble, and mere empty fame is not worth mentioning!
Regardless of whether his intentions are good or bad, as long as he executes the plan well, that's all that matters!
Now, Ji Jue was drooling as he looked at his fertile fields, and suddenly his enthusiasm surged.

The amusement park is so great, shouldn't everyone use it as soon as possible?
The more people join, the more "little hamsters" there are, the faster the perpetual motion machine spins, and the more resources and power one can mobilize. Wouldn't that allow for a massive expansion of the user base and a wave of highly targeted advertising and user acquisition?
"That's it!"

Ji Jue slammed his fist into his palm, making up his mind.

"what?"

Wen Wen was taken aback, looking at Ji Jue with a bewildered expression, and asked in confusion, "What decision have you made?"

"Of course, it's about expanding capacity... cough cough, saving the innocent!"

Ji Jue raised his head solemnly and said in a resounding voice, "To save the people from fire and water, and to rescue the masses from dire straits! The thought of how many people are still suffering in the Kingdom of God fills me with burning anxiety, burning with burning anxiety!"

With that, he flicked his sleeve and walked outside!

Call for reinforcements, assemble the team, and save the world!
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From that day on, the entire Tiancheng region never had a good night's sleep.

Within the scar, the high-pitched roar of a volcano would occasionally resound. As the dark clouds spread, railway tracks would spring up from the ground as if they were alive. Then, a whole train carload of demons would rush out, storm into the Northern Parish, and begin frantically capturing people before returning home laden with their spoils.

But these bastards, after capturing people, didn't kill or burn them, they just sent them to the factory to tighten screws... Those who managed to escape cried their eyes out, every day they opened their eyes to tighten screws, and when they closed their eyes they still had to tighten screws. But as they tightened screws, they turned into machines.

It's a complete horror story!
That's incredibly bizarre!

However, these occasional deployments had absolutely no fixed pattern. Sometimes they would not occur for several days, while other times they would occur five, six, seven, or eight times a day. The countless angelic guards were constantly alarmed, to the point that they were paranoid and on edge.

Small-scale conflicts and skirmishes continued to occur, and large-scale legion sieges of the border prison were not uncommon. The train made of saints continued to whistle and rush out.

No matter rain or shine!

Don't even mention rain, we'll still open it even if it's raining knives!

They were either going to the Northern Diocese or the Western Diocese, and once they even went around into the newly rebuilt Central City of the Eastern Diocese, stormed into the Central Church, and captured the priest and the believers!

This infuriated the Pope, who issued a strict order that heresy must never be allowed to run rampant again.

But rather...

In so many encounters, the battles have been evenly matched, with victories and defeats on several occasions. In some cases, an entire carload of demons were captured, and the car was even wrecked. Yet, not a single one of them survived...

It was all machinery, and when it was turned on, gasoline was spitting out. There wasn't a single living person in sight!

They might even feign death and self-destruct!
Who can bear this?
Later on, the exhausted angel legions even started to slack off. They could only do some small-scale raids and capture people on the periphery. They shouldn't go too far and make things difficult for everyone.

As a result, similar serious cases became increasingly rare.

It wasn't until the Tianmu Hall conducted its routine observations that they finally discovered something was amiss.

hiss……

Look at this scar on the ground, isn't it moving?
Compared to half a month ago, it had already moved hundreds of kilometers, and under the cover of dark clouds and the interference brought by many strange areas, it quietly approached the edge of the southern parish from the outside.

With just a little more effort, I could be making it to the city center gates by next month!
damned!
These bastards have come to change homes!
(End of this chapter)