Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 340 Analysis of the Black Tower

Ningguang has never been a short-sighted businessman.

Don't forget, she was once the Tianquan Star who controlled the economic lifeline of Liyue Harbor and balanced the various forces. She was already used to examining problems and formulating rules from a perspective of hundreds or thousands of years.

Just now, I was only in the midst of the fierce battle outside the city walls and the crisis before me, which temporarily disrupted my thoughts. But with the little black tower's perfectly timed touch, all my joints were instantly connected.

Gan Yu, standing to the side, maintained a quiet and gentle demeanor, merely nodding slightly upon hearing this, her pale blue eyes remaining calm and undisturbed.

Clearly, this half-immortal Qilin, who had served as the secretary of the Seven Stars of Liyue for thousands of years and possessed an incredibly rich experience, had perceived the deep, almost ruthless, logic behind Lu Jingming's entire plan even earlier than Ningguang.

Little Black Tower's words at this moment merely confirmed her suspicions.

"Good to know~"

The little black tower seemed quite satisfied with Ningguang's comprehension, and a cunning and lively look appeared on the doll's face.

"On the surface, it seems that the little guy is 'reaping what he sowed'—a Holy Grail War that he himself led has instead created two uncontrollable 'big daddies' for him, putting him in a passive position. But that's not the case. All of this is probably within his expectations, or at least a situation that he is happy to see."

She paused, raised her slender arm, and pointed towards the distant city walls engulfed in gunfire. There, humans and spirit beasts were still consuming each other in the most primitive and cruel way, with lives disappearing every second.

"Humans, as complex carbon-based organisms, exhibit a very interesting phenomenon in their sociality."

Xiao Heita's voice took on a slightly academic tone.

“They can fight to the death over interests, territory, and the inheritance of their ideals, and their internal strife can last for dozens of generations. But when faced with a powerful common enemy that can destroy the foundation of everyone’s survival, they can often unleash an amazing cohesion, instantly putting aside all internal conflicts and generations of blood feuds, and uniting against the enemy in an unprecedented way.”

"The most typical example is the Douluo Continent four thousand years ago. At that time, the original three kingdoms of Douluo—Tianhun, Xingluo, and Douling—were constantly at war with each other. The war lasted for hundreds of years, and the hatred had long been engraved into their bones."

"But when the Sun Moon Empire crossed the sea with its revolutionary soul tool army, attempting to conquer the entire continent, these three sworn enemies did not hesitate at all. They immediately put aside all their grudges and formed an alliance to jointly resist the foreign enemy."

"This is the survival instinct etched deep into the genes of intelligent races—'a common deadly threat,' which is the fastest and most effective adhesive to mend internal rifts."

Little Black Tower's analysis was incisive, and her gaze returned to Ningguang, carrying a hint of guidance.

"Think about it again. That little guy's ultimate strategic goal is to 'completely unify the Douluo Continent' and establish a brand new, efficient order."

"However, the four great empires have been passed down to this day, and their internal affairs are deeply intertwined. How many of them are die-hard nobles who have been loyal to the royal family for generations? How many are old ministers and remnants who adhere to the traditional concept of 'family and country' and are determined to never serve two masters?"

"Even if he forcibly crushes all imperial regimes with absolute power and achieves formal unification, those resistance forces lurking in the shadows, who still yearn for their homeland, will sooner or later grow like weeds, stirring up endless turmoil, and the cost of governance will be unimaginably high."

"Moreover, the hundreds of millions of ordinary people in the major empires have long been accustomed to their identity as 'Celestial Soul People,' 'Star Luo People,' and 'Sun and Moon People.' This concept has been formed through thousands of years of civilization."

"To get them to accept the new unified identity of 'Citizen of Haiyuan City' from the bottom of their hearts in a short period of time, it will take a lot of time and resources to carry out cultural export, education assimilation, and interest binding."

"This process, conservatively estimated, may take decades or even centuries, and the slightest carelessness during this period could trigger large-scale social unrest."

At this point, Little Black Tower stopped talking and said no more.

She knew that with Ningguang's wisdom and political experience, the remaining deductions didn't need her to point them out at all.

By simply presenting this logical starting point, Ningguang can fully deduce the entirety of Lu Jingming's vast and far-reaching scheme.

"Therefore, the Douluo Continent needs a 'common enemy' that is powerful enough to be resisted by any single empire."

Ningguang smoothly took over the conversation, her fingertips unconsciously tapping the white jade railing with her pipe, producing a crisp tapping sound. Her eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if she could already see the chessboard that covered the entire continent.

"This enemy must be so powerful that it inspires despair, so powerful that it can truly threaten the very foundation of survival for all humanity, and even for all intelligent races on this continent."

"Let all forces and all races realize that if they continue to fight and divide each other, all that awaits them is complete and equal destruction."

"Only when forced into such an absolute dead end can humanity be compelled to set aside the barriers between nations, the class distinction between nobles and commoners, the gap between soul masters and ordinary people, and even force soul beasts to abandon their generations-long hatred for humanity and choose to join forces with them... Ultimately, all these forces, driven by the instinct for survival, will have no choice but to gather behind the 'savior' who can lead them to the only hope of victory."

"At that time, 'unification' will no longer be a 'conquest' imposed by Haiyuan City, but an inevitable choice for all survivors to survive. It will be the only lifeline they can grasp in despair. Everything will become logical, resistance will be minimized, and many forces will even come to join us."

She finally saw through Lu Jingming's seemingly cold and ruthless intentions. Allowing Huanlong to seize the Golden Tree, and even tacitly permitting Xingxiao to stir up trouble in Mingdu, was not a strategic oversight or loss of control, but rather a deliberate and proactive effort to propel the two Great Lords of Annihilation and their antimatter legions into a genuine, world-destroying threat hanging over the heads of all living beings on Douluo Star.

Lu Jingming himself, on the other hand, must play the role of the savior who steps forward at the last moment and turns the tide in this meticulously planned apocalyptic crisis.

As long as the fear and destructive power brought by the Antimatter Legion and the Annihilation Monarch can penetrate deep into the marrow of every living being on Douluo Star.

He wanted everyone, from the emperor to the common people, to understand that the only way out for civilization was to end if they did not unite under Lu Jingming's command.

Therefore, whether it is the traditional nobles of the three great empires, the Soul Master Legion of the Sun Moon Empire, or even the ferocious beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest, they will all have to suppress all their internal grudges and be forced to actively gravitate towards Lu Jingming and Haiyuan City, the only ones who have shown the ability to fight against this disaster.

At that time, the old labels of Heavenly Soul People, Star Luo People, Sun and Moon People, and Soul Beasts will become pale and powerless in the face of survival, and will be replaced by the new and unique identity of Douluo Star People or the people of the new empire built by Lu Jingming.

This is a classic example of "no destruction, no construction".

Using immense external destructive pressure, he forcibly smashed all the old, stubborn jars and pots, and on the ruins, established a completely new order that conformed to his will.

"And what's even better is..."

Ningguang's lips curled into a complex smile, a mixture of admiration and amusement, as the pipe in her hand twirled nimbly between her slender white fingers.

"Judging from the course of this game, what he needs to do is likely just repel the antimatter legion's offensive, or contain their threat within a certain range, rather than completely annihilate them."

Her gaze deepened, revealing a more profound and ingenious aspect to the scheme.

Only by keeping the sword of Damocles, the antimatter legion, hanging over everyone's heads and ensuring the threat of world destruction persists, even if only latently, can we maintain the tension and cohesion of this 'community of survival'.

As long as the major powers are not confident in fighting the antimatter legion on their own, they will never dare to harbor any disloyal thoughts. They can only wholeheartedly rely on Lu Jingming, who can protect them, and obey the new order established by Haiyuan City—this tactic of nurturing bandits to enhance their own prestige is truly... ruthless and clever.

Throughout history, across countless planes and endless galaxies, every era and civilization has never lacked villainous characters.

Just as light and shadow are interdependent, black and white always complement each other, order and chaos balance each other in a dynamic process, and the concepts of good and evil have always been interdependent and mutually defining—this is the most fundamental way of balance in the universe.

There is no absolute, eternal light; even when it shines on all things, it can also create shadows. Similarly, there is no complete, infinite darkness; even in despair, a glimmer of light can always emerge.

Only by allowing moderate threats to coexist with clear hopes, and by keeping civilization constantly aware of external pressures, can it maintain the necessary vigilance, unleash its inner potential, and consolidate its scattered strength, thus enabling it to endure and develop more resiliently and for a longer period in a crisis-ridden universe.

What Lu Jingming sought was never an empire that relied solely on overwhelming force and forcibly merged together, a empire riddled with internal threats and rebellious sentiments.

What he wants is a civilized community with a shared understanding of destiny and closely united by a common belief in survival.

In this community, the identity of Douluo Star People or New Empire People will transcend all old national boundaries, races, and classes.

The Antimatter Legion and these two Annihilation Lords are precisely the most crucial and efficient tools for him to achieve this grand goal.

The destructive shadow they bring will be the best crucible for forging a new order.

"Alright, that's enough chit-chat, it's time to go."

Little Black Tower clapped its hands, and a pale silver, water-like spatial light began to emanate from the doll's body, rapidly locking onto precise spatial coordinates.

"If we delay any longer, once Huanlong has determined the winner and digested those two divine senses, he might become aware of the existence of us bystanders."

"Although I'm not afraid of her, there's no need to cause any unnecessary trouble. It wouldn't be good to disrupt that little guy's plans."

Ningguang nodded slightly upon hearing this.

She took one last deep look at the ancient city outside the window, which was gradually heading towards destruction amidst the flames of war and screams. The faint trace of regret that had been in her golden eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by a calm scrutiny and an expectation for a new future.

She turned gracefully, her high heels clicking on the polished floor, and walked towards the stairs leading downstairs, her skirt tracing an elegant arc.

(End of this chapter)