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Chapter 438 I am the sun walking in the world
On the golden throne, Fang Cheng's gaze swept across the palace, which was constructed by his will, with lightning speed.

Light streamed in through the narrow stained-glass windows on both sides, casting dappled patterns of light on the floor, like ribbons running through the entire hall.

The stone pillars, tens of meters high, resemble arms reaching to the sky, supporting the enormous semi-circular dome, making the hall even more magnificent.

He slowly raised his head and looked up at the dome.

It wasn't a place of ornate carvings and painted beams, but rather a vast universe that had been copied from there.

Countless points of light twinkled silently in the deep darkness, like dazzling stars.

It was as if the hand of the gods had carefully arranged it, imprinting the boundless heavens upon it.

And in the very center of this starry sky, hangs a most dazzling golden light.

Its size is dozens of times larger than any of the surrounding stars, like an eternal sun, reigning over this spiritual universe.

At the very core of the most intense flames, a golden pupil faintly appeared, indifferent yet majestic.

It was as if this entire blazing "sun" was merely its open eyelids.

Whenever that pupil blinks, an invisible energy pulse spreads out.

Instantly, all the points of light on the entire dome resonated and began to twinkle.

Fang Cheng noticed that the number of these light spots was nearly three times greater than before.

They come in all shapes and sizes; some are as bright as diamonds, while others are as dim as ashes.

Others are faintly visible, as if they are far away, appearing extremely unstable.

But they all follow a rule: the closer to the "sun" in the center of the dome, the more dazzling and bright the light becomes.

Every star is connected to this "sun" by an invisible spiritual thread.

These threads are like rays of light illuminating all things, and like unbreakable anchors, maintaining the connection between all the stars and the sun.

So that they might drift aimlessly in this boundless dark world, lose their way, and eventually drift away to the unknown distance, completely losing their connection.

This is the Sun Heart Network, jointly constructed by the true self of the inner world and all spiritual connectors.

When Fang Cheng projected his consciousness onto the entire starry sky, an endless torrent of information swept over him instantly.

It looked as if hundreds of television screens were turned on simultaneously.

There were images of boxers hitting punching bags in the arena, the noisy sounds of passersby haggling on the street, and the bitter taste of coffee being drunk by a white-collar worker.

There was even a sudden burst of heavy breathing...

Sound, images, smells, touch—information from all five senses floods in like a tidal wave.

Yet it was processed in my mind in a very orderly manner, without any sense of chaos.

This is the omniscient perspective brought about by "spiritual resonance".

From his throne, Fang Cheng could simultaneously glimpse a corner of the spiritual world of all the Linkers and sense their immediate feelings.

However, this state places an extremely heavy burden on the mind.

Even with a mental attribute of 70 points, Fang Cheng could not maintain it for long.

The figure on the throne narrowed his eyes slightly, instantly retracting his omniscient perspective.

Instead, they focused their attention on a few newly formed, relatively bright stars.

They represent newly added "believers".

As Fang Cheng's gaze swept across the scene, several images were immediately and clearly transmitted to him.

Inside a government building, Zhou Liang was buried in a pile of case files, his brow furrowed.

At their workstations not far away, Ali, Ayang, and Xiaojie were celebrating in hushed tones.

He seemed to have just completed a tricky task and received praise from his boss, his face beaming with joy and relief.

and also……

Fang Cheng's gaze shifted to another star.

Inside the hotel room, a slender woman leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the bustling traffic outside.

Her eyes seemed somewhat vacant, and an overwhelming sense of loneliness was clearly discernible even through the mental link.

That was Goro Mashima's fiancée, Choi Soo-young.

Fang Cheng guessed that the reason these people had formed a mental connection with him was because of what happened at Noah Building that night.

At that time, he guided everyone to use himself as a meditation coordinate and the memory palace as a carrier, and together with Cheng Jiashu, he led them to break through the fog of the inner world and successfully cross to the top floor.

That process itself is the initial construction of a spiritual connection.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's heart stirred slightly, and he turned his gaze to the edge of this starry sky.

There, a star shines like the morning star, about to disappear after dawn.

The light was so faint that it could be missed if you didn't look closely, yet it had a strangely familiar feel to it.

It is Cheng Jiashu's coordinate system of consciousness.

Fang Cheng felt something and immediately focused his consciousness on the past.

When they tried to get a closer look at his current situation, they were immediately met with a force of rejection.

That star seemed to exist in this starry sky, but it was like an illusion, elusive and difficult to establish a stable passage through.

After trying for a while, Fang Cheng gave up his mischievous idea of ​​spying on Cheng Jiashu's privacy.

Turning his gaze to the edge of the dome, he continued searching for other similar dim points of light.

"Lin Chuqiao, Bailing, Dachui, and Uncle Li Dingjian..."

Fang Cheng scanned the targets one by one, and whispered the names behind them.

The people represented by these dots of light share a striking common trait.

They are all people with special abilities.

Fang Cheng understood something.

The process of establishing a spiritual link with someone with superpowers is significantly more challenging than for ordinary people, as it is often hindered by a deep-seated subconscious obstacle.

After this period of meditation and practice, coupled with the information he received from Ma Jianguo, he now understands the situation very clearly.

In this world, the source of all special abilities does not arise out of thin air; they can often be traced back to a vast and mysterious entity.

Establishing a spiritual connection with them is essentially equivalent to competing with that mysterious being for "spiritual nourishment".

In other words, it's like snatching meat from someone else's bowl, and you can imagine how difficult that is.

Of course, Wen Xin was an exception.

Deep in her subconscious, her trust in herself seemed to have long surpassed that of the entity that gave her the ability.

That's why she responded to her own call while unconscious, breaking free from the dark, icy wilderness that imprisoned her soul.

Strictly speaking, Wen Xin was her own first true "believer".

Fang Cheng looked up at the unique star in the dome that was closest to the sun and the most dazzling, silently sensing the other party's current state.

In the bright and clean classroom, the girl was listening attentively to the lesson.

Suddenly, the pen paused, and as if sensing something, she looked up at the window, a hint of doubt flashing in her amber eyes.

Fang Cheng smiled slightly, gently disconnected the connection, and did not disturb her any further.

Looking around, I saw two other relatively bright stars nearby.

"Xu Hao, so dashing."

These two can be said to be the most stable spiritual link with him, apart from Wen Xin.

Xiaosa was originally an ordinary person, but through his own continuous guidance, he has become a most fervent believer.

As for Xu Hao, he is not a true ability user; his body has simply been modified and enhanced through experimental methods.

Because he was not hindered by too many "sources," he was able to successfully establish a spiritual link with himself through cultivating the "Great Sun Burning Body Technique."

Looking at the two bright stars, Fang Cheng's heart stirred slightly, and he looked again at the description of the ability of telepathic resonance on the panel.

By using mental projection, the consciousness of multiple linked targets can be forcibly pulled into the inner world.

The actual effectiveness of this ability still needs to be tested through hands-on practice.

However, Fang Cheng has not yet chosen Xu Hao or Xiao Sa.

He has other plans for these two precious "guinea pigs".

Fang Cheng's gaze swept across the hundreds of nodes in the Sun Heart Network, and he randomly selected two of the most ordinary-looking targets.

They were all passersby who had braved the rain to watch him fight Luo Lie outside the Noah Building that night.

With his mind made up, Fang Cheng sat upright on the throne, parted his lips slightly, and uttered two words:
"Advent."

As soon as the words were spoken, a decree took effect instantly within the palace.

As a buzzing sound rang out, two white beams of light suddenly appeared on the ground in the center of the golden hall.

Countless points of light converged, twisted, and stretched within it, eventually coalescing into two human figures, and the light dissipated.

"Holy crap! The internet's down? What kind of place is this?"

A slightly chubby young man in a tank top and shorts was grabbing his hair, his face a mixture of confusion and rage. "I was just one kill away from a pentakill! Who the hell unplugged my internet?!"

His name is Zhang Wei, a typical internet addict and nerd. One second he was dominating the game, and the next he suddenly appeared here.

"Is this... the afterlife?"

Another middle-aged man in a suit and glasses adjusted his glasses, trying to appear calm as he looked around, but his eyes betrayed his shock.

“I remember… I was just having a meeting with my employees, discussing next quarter’s KPIs…”

His name is Li Ming, an ordinary sales manager whose worldview is currently undergoing a severe shock.

I thought I had worked day and night, died suddenly at the company, and then gone to heaven.

The two gazed at the magnificent and solemn palace, then stared blankly at each other standing a few meters away.

But they found that each other's faces were shrouded in a layer of gray mist, making them indistinct.

This adds to the eeriness and mystery of the place.

Just as they were filled with doubt and uncertainty, a grand voice suddenly rang out, as if echoing directly in the depths of their souls:

"Don't panic, lost sheep."

The two looked up in shock, following the sound.

At the far end of the hall, atop a high flight of steps, stood a throne cast in pure gold, standing silently.

Seated on the throne was a humanoid figure of light and shadow that was impossible to look directly at.

Its entire body radiated a dazzling light like the sun, illuminating the entire magnificent palace in a splendid manner.

The light seemed to have a life of its own; with each breath, the alternation of light and shadow sent a strange shiver through their souls.

Zhang Wei's volatile temper vanished instantly, replaced by a deep-seated awe. He stammered, "..."

"Who...who are you? A deity?"

Li Ming was calmer than him, but his voice was also trembling:

Are we... dead?

"Life and death are just a link in a cycle."

The figure on the throne did not answer directly, but spoke in a voice that was ethereal and philosophical:
“I sensed the piety in your hearts, and therefore led you here in a dream to sow the seeds of divine grace.”

A dream? Devotion?
Both of them were taken aback. They were both staunch materialists who rarely even went into temples. Where did this piety come from?
"We... don't seem to believe in God..."

Li Ming carefully chose his words, afraid of offending this being who seemed to be a "deity".

The figure let out a faint chuckle, which transformed into tangible ripples that spread through the air.

"Faith is not spoken, but kept in the heart."

"That night, when the rain poured down and the world was gripped by fear, you stood in the rain and witnessed the moment when darkness was dispelled by light."

boom!
These words were like a bolt of lightning, instantly cleaving through the fog in their minds.

That rainy night, Noah Building, flames soaring into the sky!
And that...that figure who floated in the air like a god or demon, shattering a storm with a single punch!

That incredibly shocking scene was already deeply etched in their minds.

These days, it often reappears in my dreams.

"It's you!"

Li Ming was jolted, and exclaimed in shock, "That Superman who flies in the sky and defeats monsters..."

"Fuck!"

Zhang Wei suddenly realized what was happening, and his face turned bright red with excitement, as if he had just met his idol.

“I remember now, I was wondering why it looked so familiar! I even took a picture and posted it on the forum.”

"So it was you, bro! No, I mean, master!"

The figure on the throne slowly raised a hand, his voice becoming even more authoritative.

"I am neither the eldest brother nor a god."

"I am the sun walking in the world, the law that drives away darkness. What you see is merely my projection on earth."

As he spoke, the entire starry dome suddenly shone brightly, and a huge three-dimensional image slowly unfolded above their heads.

That was the scene around Noah Building on a rainy night.

The perspective, viewed from above, clearly shows the entire process of a muscular man fighting against a mysterious man who controls a storm of glass.

Every detail is meticulously rendered.

Except for the muscular man's underwear area, which was covered by a layer of holy light and had undergone some special treatment.

Finally, the image froze in that instant.

The muscular man was engulfed in flames, like a war god descending, as he threw the final punch that would decide the outcome of the battle.

The view from God's perspective is a hundred times more impactful than looking up from the ground.

"Oh my God……"

Li Ming was completely speechless, his eyes wide open behind his glasses.

"So...so handsome..."

Zhang Wei muttered to himself, his eyes filled with nothing but fervent worship.

The images on the dome faded, and the sound returned:

"You are all destined to meet, and today we meet in a dream. I can bestow upon you a seed of divine grace to help you go further on your respective paths."

The two were stunned at first, then overjoyed.

Li Ming was the first to realize that years of sales experience had taught him that opportunities are only for those who are prepared.

Whether he's a real god or not, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; only a fool wouldn't seize it!

Zhang Wei's thinking is even more unconventional.

Hidden quest! This is definitely a hidden quest that triggers a god-tier NPC!

The two looked at each other and reached a consensus instantly.

They all knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly to the figure on the throne with utmost devotion.

"Go."

The figure on the throne regained his indifferent tone.
"Remember, if you keep the light in your heart during darkness, you will see the light again. We will meet again one day."

As soon as they finished speaking, their figures began to become transparent, turning into specks of light that gradually dissipated.

"Wait...we prayed to the gods, but it seems we haven't made a wish yet..."

The two, who were incredibly excited, suddenly realized something.

However, their consciousness had completely dissipated, and their final cries vanished without a trace.

The magnificent hall has fallen silent once more.

Fang Cheng sat on the throne, and the light around him gradually faded, revealing his true appearance.

He looked up at the dome with a calm expression.

The star representing the two believers shone brighter than before, and its connection with them became even stronger.

The first simple experiment was obviously a success.

Of course, the ability to "descend by thought" is not just for pretending to be a deity or to deepen the faith of believers.

Once the Illuminati is officially established, this will be its most secret meeting room.

You can bring in multiple members at the same time to discuss important decisions without worrying about internal traitors.

As long as one is part of the Sun's mental network, no one's inner thoughts and emotional fluctuations can be hidden from him.

Fang Cheng collected his thoughts and looked again at the second half of the ability description.

"Creating illusions... materializing powerful enemies based on the Linker's memories and fears..."

The application of this ability is obviously more flexible and interesting.

Fang Cheng pondered what it would be like to directly mold the memories of fear in his heart into monsters.

Therefore, I can build the most suitable training ground for the organization members to help them hone their will and improve their strength.

Conversely, doing so can also accelerate the development of one's own power.

Fang Cheng stared at the two stars representing Xu Hao and Xiao Sa, and many thoughts popped into his mind.

Perhaps, I could refer to those classic horror movies or games from my past life and design a scene myself, setting up some levels.

Then we'll throw these two "guinea pigs" in and see how it goes...

Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

However, now is not the time.

Let's wait until tonight, when we're asleep, to talk about it.

(End of this chapter)