Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 383 Atomic Breath, You Think You're Godzilla?! [Begging for subscriptions and monthly tickets!]

"How can this be?"

Fan Xian murmured, gazing at the mural.

He suddenly felt an indescribable sense of absurdity, as if something you thought was fake suddenly became real.

As for the possibility that Meng Fan lied to him...

What do I have that would make someone want to lie to me?

"Due to nuclear radiation, the genes of organisms constantly break down and recombine, and through natural selection, they eventually transform into those giant beasts of mountains and seas."

"Similarly, humans also found a way out, evolved, and can be called a new kind of human!"

Fan Xian turned to look at Meng Fan, his eyes seemingly searching for an answer. Although he already had a guess in his mind, he still wanted to hear Meng Fan say it himself.

Meng Fan seemed to have seen through Fan Xian's thoughts, and nodded, saying, "You're right, it is indeed true qi!"

Fan Xian frowned, then suddenly slapped the altar with his palm. His powerful true energy, carrying a scorching heat, even distorted the air. The palm landed on the table, leaving a charred black handprint.

He stared blankly at the palm print he had made, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"what!"

"Hahaha!"

"This is hilarious!"

Fan Xian was somewhat unable to accept it. He was convinced that he was practicing some kind of martial arts masterpiece, but now you're telling him that he's practicing deadly nuclear radiation?
The difference is too great.

"That's an established fact!" Meng Fan said firmly.

"Now that we've talked about the behemoths, let's talk about the temple. The temple is actually a military museum left over from the previous civilization. It contains a large number of military weapons and artificial intelligence that controls the temple system."

"You can see it as the last embers of modern human civilization, or you can use Noah's Ark as a metaphor, as it bears the heavy responsibility of guiding the development of a new civilization."

"Legend has it that the people of the temple descended to earth with might and virtue to sweep away the giant beasts of the world. But who knows that this might is cannon fire and virtue is firearms, capable of producing the sound of thunder and fire? Therefore, this nascent civilization believed that the people of the temple controlled thunder and fire, and that under their might and virtue, all was truth, which could sweep away everything!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian couldn't help but twitch his lips. "Fine, fine, so that's how Wei De can be interpreted, right?"
However, Fan Xian understood after a short while.

If a modern person were to travel to ancient times with guns and cannons, and could kill anyone he pointed at, and have lightning strike from the sky, everyone would probably be terrified and treat him like a god!

Then, Meng Fan began to narrate: "Under the guns and cannons, the giant beasts that ravaged the land were wiped out, and then a new civilization, guided by the people in the temple, began to take root again."

"From primitive times to tribes, from barbarism to slavery, and from slavery to dynasties, but at this point a problem arose."

"What's the problem?" Fan Xian asked curiously.

Meng Fan smiled strangely and said, "Because the internal strife among humans in the last era led to the extinction of civilization, the artificial intelligence in the temple stubbornly believes that the old path of the past cannot be repeated."

"In other words, we will no longer give humanity the opportunity to invent any weapons that threaten the survival and safety of the human race, and we will throw the baby out with the bathwater."

"Therefore, it began to consciously hinder the development of science and technology, forcing human society to remain in the stage of ancient dynasties."

"Whether it's ideology, intellectual awakening, or technological level, humanity has been standing still for hundreds of years, without making any progress."

"In other words, artificial intelligence is stifling the possibility of human growth and killing human potential."

Fan Xian's gaze immediately sharpened, turning grave: "How can this be! Can an artificial intelligence possibly dictate the course of human civilization?"

Meng Fan shrugged and said, "In fact, it really is possible. Your mother escaped from the temple under this background and then spread many things and production technologies that did not exist before to the Qing Kingdom."

"Therefore, your mother also became the helmsman of a vast business empire."

"You have money, technology that can revolutionize people's lives, and ideas that seem extremely crazy in this era. Your mother's death seems to be entirely her own doing."

"It can also be summarized in one sentence: unclear self-awareness, more emotion than reason, taking too big a step, and going astray!"

A self-righteous female STEM student, scheming against the old foxes of this ancient society. If it weren't for her identity as a person in the temple and the protection of Wu Zhu, do you think she would have survived more than a few episodes?
Hearing Meng Fan's rough but reasonable words, Fan Xian's face darkened. But upon closer reflection, he realized that Meng Fan was right.

"No, I need to catch my breath, there's too much information!"

Fan Xian, completely disregarding his image, slumped down in front of the temple murals, sorting through the known information.

First of all, this is the era of the future.

Modern civilization has destroyed itself through nuclear war.

In the post-nuclear civilization era, humanity has thus undergone "evolution" to adapt to the current environment filled with radiation.

Temples were once the spark and continuation of modern civilization, and played a role in guiding the direction of new civilizations, but now they have become obstacles.

And myself...

"Yeah, what's wrong with me?"

Fan Xian suddenly raised his head, looked intently at Meng Fan, and asked, "I clearly remember dying from myasthenia gravis, and then when I regained consciousness, I had already become who I am now."

"You say I'm not a time traveler, then what's going on?"

A smile appeared on Meng Fan's lips. "Do you know about the shift in data ideology?"

"Through high-tech methods, your modern memories are digitized and transplanted into the body of the child conceived in your mother's womb. And so, you were born!"

Fan Xian felt that even more mind-blowing news was coming.

His lips twitched slightly: "Will technology be this advanced after I die?"

“Modern civilization couldn’t have collapsed immediately after your death; it would have continued to develop for some time. The most direct evidence of this is Wu Zhu!” Meng Fan explained.

Have you seen Terminator?

Fan Xian nodded dumbfounded, somewhat incredulously asking, "You mean Uncle Wuzhu is a robot?"

"What else do you think? That you've never aged in decades? Remember this: don't be too curious and take off Wu Zhu's blindfold."

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian became even more eager and shamelessly asked, "Uncle Wu Zhu, what exactly is the blindfolded trap you set up? Tell me!"

Meng Fan smiled knowingly: "Laser Eyes!"

"The kind that fires automatically as soon as you take it down; it can kill a Grandmaster!"

"Gulu!"

Fan Xian swallowed hard, feeling incredibly lucky to be alive. He had even considered secretly peeling it off when he was a child, but now it seemed he was glad he hadn't done it.

Otherwise, my small frame wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Fan Xian wanted to ask about some more details, but Meng Fan said, "Alright, I've told you enough this time. I'll give you a surprise next."

"With your cultivation level of the eighth rank or above, I hope you can withstand it, or rather, I hope you can survive!"

"What surprise?" Fan Xian looked at Meng Fan with slightly bewildered and clear eyes, feeling a little curious.

Meng Fan laughed and said, "Remember the giant beast I just mentioned? Well... here it is!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Meng Fan clapped his hands a few times, and then his figure suddenly vanished into thin air.

"what?!"

Fan Xian stood there, somewhat dazed, not quite understanding what was happening for a moment, but after a short while, he immediately realized what was going on.

He ran straight out of the side hall of the temple, scanning his surroundings with his eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and a giant ape with pale fur and crimson limbs charged towards them, pounding its chest and roaring.

As Fan Xian gazed at the figure in the distance that resembled a small mountain, his pupils constricted, and his blood seemed to freeze.

The giant beast was shaped like a mountain, with white fur like snow and red claws like blood. With each step it took, the ground cracked like a spider web.

In no time at all, they arrived at the Qing Temple. When the giant beast stepped out of the smoke and dust, the glazed tiles of the entire Qing Temple trembled.

It was over three zhang tall, with snow-white fur all over its body, but with crimson lines on its back, like cracks torn open by lava on the ice field.

Its head resembled an ape but was not quite an ape, with three blood-red bony ridges on its forehead and sharp teeth protruding from the sides of its lips, each gleaming with a bronze-rust-like luster. Its limbs were as thick as palace pillars, and its crimson claws, when they scratched the ground, splattered five blackened furrows into the granite like rotten soil.

The most terrifying thing was those eyes; two clusters of eerie blue flames danced within the golden vertical pupils, as if they despised all living beings.

"roar--!"

A roar, accompanied by a foul stench, swept in, causing blood to instantly seep from Fan Xian's eardrums. He saw the mane on the back of Zhu Yan's neck stand on end, each white hair as sharp as a steel needle.

"The ferocious beast... Zhu Yan!!!"

He squeezed out those four words and immediately recognized its identity. How could Fan Xian, who was well-versed in classical texts, not recognize such a distinctive giant beast?
The Classic of Mountains and Seas, Western Mountains Classic, records: "Four hundred li further west is a mountain called Xiaoci Mountain. There is much white jade on its top and much red copper at its bottom. There is a beast there, which looks like an ape, but has a white head and red feet. It is called Zhu Yan. Its appearance foretells a great war."

The next moment, the ferocious beast described in ancient books as "a sign of war" seemed to tear the myth apart, rushing towards them with overwhelming malevolence!

Without a moment to think, Fan Xian leaped into the air, his Eighth Grade Nine Yang True Qi surging through his meridians like magma, and a three-foot-long wall of energy formed as his palms crossed.

But the Zhu Yan simply tore it apart with a wave of its claws.

"boom!"

The protective barrier shattered like paper, and Fan Xian was thrown more than ten feet by the aftershock, only managing to stop after crashing into a stone pillar in front of the temple. He coughed up blood and looked up, only to see Zhu Yan's blood-red eyes turn and then abandon him, running directly in the other direction.

"That's the direction of the main hall, this is bad!"

Fan Xian used his lightness skill to quickly follow.

At this moment, the guards who were protecting Emperor Qing also rushed over. When they saw the giant Zhu Yan beast, they were so intimidated by its aura that they could not even hold their swords steady.

Emperor Qing was praying in the main hall of the temple, waiting for someone to report on Fan Xian's situation, when Gong Dian was carried in shortly afterward.

After examining Gong Dian's injuries, Emperor Qing's indifferent gaze held a hint of doubt: "It seems to be something else, but it's not domineering true energy. Instead, it's filled with a burning sensation."

"Could it be that Ye Qingmei held back some things from me back then?"

Gradually, Emperor Qing's gaze turned cold. He waved his hand, signaling the guards to carry Gong Dian away for treatment.

But a moment later, a deafening roar reached Emperor Qing's ears.

"What happened?"

"Your Majesty, a giant ape is charging towards the main hall! Please move the palace immediately!" The messenger's face was full of urgency.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qing snorted coldly, his voice filled with the unique arrogance and anger of an emperor, and calmly said, "A mere monkey, and you expect me to move my carriage?"

He was clearly very dissatisfied with the matter.

Faced with Emperor Qing's imposing presence, the guard trembled, wanting to explain, "Your Majesty, that giant ape is far too powerful; we are probably no match for it!"

"Ha, when did my palace guards become so weak that they can't even defeat a mere monkey?"

With that, Emperor Qing walked out of the palace.

As soon as they stepped out of the palace gate, Zhu Yan blasted the mangled corpses of several guards to pieces with a single punch, turning them into a rain of blood that fell in front of Emperor Qing.

At this moment, sparks flew from the soles of Fan Xian's boots on the blue bricks, and he carried a scorching aura as he stepped like a shooting star.

He saw Zhu Yan's crimson claws slash across the dragon-carved pillar in front of the hall. The stone pillar, which took three people to encircle, was split open like soft tofu and crashed onto the white marble steps, shattering into dust.

"Stop it!"

Fan Xian roared and leaped into the air, condensing a blazing white vortex between his palms. The vortex struck the red markings on Zhu Yan's back, exploding into a string of sparks.

The behemoth turned around in pain, its golden vertical pupils blazing with furious flames.

The palace guards stood in front of Emperor Qing, and crossbow bolts rained down like a storm, but they all broke when they touched the white hair.

Zhu Yan swung his forearm and swept it horizontally, the shockwave sending more than ten guards flying. Their bodies crashed into the temple wall, blooming into blood-red lotuses.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fan Xian leaped to the top of Zhu Yan's head, and the true energy gathered at his fingertips transformed into a sword finger, fiercely stabbing towards the pupil that was pulsating with blue flames.

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing against metal caused Fan Xian's tiger's mouth to split open. Zhu Yan's eyelids, which seemed to be made of some kind of metal, slowly lifted, emitting a dangerous, eerie blue light.

Fan Xian became wary and immediately dodged.

Two laser-like beams suddenly shot out from Zhu Yan's eyes, sending chills down one's spine.

"Roar--!"

Seeing that Fan Xian had dodged, Zhu Yan couldn't help but stomp his feet and pound his chest. Then, he opened his mouth slightly, emitting a dangerous, eerie blue light.

Seeing this, Fan Xian cursed inwardly, "Damn it, atomic breath? Do you think you're Godzilla?!"

Fan Xian stomped heavily on Zhu Yan's nose with his toes, his body darting back like a hawk in a somersault. A beam of dark blue light grazed past his clothes, and behind him, the three palaces melted into glassy lava without a sound. The heat wave whipped up his loose hair, which instantly withered and curled up.

Just as Fan Xian dodged, Zhu Yan suddenly appeared in front of Fan Xian with incredible speed, and then punched Fan Xian away with a fist like a hammer.

Then he looked at Emperor Qing again, as if there was some deep-seated hatred between them.

At this moment, many of Emperor Qing's loyal guards, some wielding steel spears, tried in vain to hold back Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan swung its claws without turning its head, and the steel-forged spear shaft broke like a straw. Before one of them even hit the ground, he was pierced through the chest by another blue light, and his gilded silver armor vaporized into eerie blue smoke in the high temperature.

(End of this chapter)