Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 24 You're Just a Broken Immortal Cultivator (Please Read On)
Luo Ji woke up.

Luo Qing was too lazy to watch the young couple being all lovey-dovey. He left the rest of the time to Zhuang Yan and Luo Ji, while he quietly walked out of the room with the human cub that his parents had forgotten on the sofa.

As soon as he stepped outside, he met the gazes of Kant and Zhang Xiang.

Faced with the hesitant questions from the crowd, Luo Qing did not answer their questions, but instead asked Kant another completely unrelated question.

How many sophons are there on Earth?

Ok?
The group exchanged bewildered glances, wondering why the other party had suddenly brought this up. However, based on the Wallfacer Code and the Wallfacer Act, all questions posed by Wallfacers must be answered directly.

Kanté then recalled the publicly available information from the PDC, pondered for a moment, and then gave his answer.

"The known number is 6, while the unknown number is uncertain because humans currently have no way to confirm the existence and exact number of sophons."

"Where does this data come from? The ETO?"

Kante nodded: "The source is the ETO from the Evans era. During Operation Guzheng, according to intelligence from the Judgment Day, the first two sophons arrived on Earth in 2005. In the following years, the Trisolarans launched two more sets of sophons to Earth. If we calculate based on two sophons per set, then there are at least six sophons on Earth."

"Oh, six? Then there are at least five left." Luo Qing sighed.

Ok?
What does it mean that there are five left?

Even with his broad thinking, Kanté couldn't immediately grasp the meaning of that sentence.

Luo Qing naturally didn't explain to Kant, partly because the matter of destroying the Zhizi could neither be proven nor disproven, and the fight just now took place at a microscopic level, which the cameras in the villa couldn't see.

On the other hand, letting humanity know that they have the ability to destroy sophons may not necessarily be a good thing, according to Luo Qing's judgment after reading through the history books of this world:
Sometimes, you can't bring out the potential of the human species unless you put some pressure on them.

Once they learn that they have the ability to destroy sophons, humanity will immediately fall into a fairytale-like fantasy, placing all their hopes on themselves and believing that they can save the world.

In reality, he's just a lousy cultivator; he's nothing but a worthless world-saving idiot.

If we can't defeat the Trisolaran fleet, everyone will die.

Five sophons are still a big problem. The Trisolaran civilization only needs two sophons to complete the technological blockade and monitoring of Earth's civilization, and they even have three redundant ones.

Not to mention, the Trisolaran world can replenish itself if it loses a sophon.

Although the cost of the Sophon Project was comparable to that of a main warship of the Trisolaran First Fleet, the Trisolarans were not so concerned about the cost of such resources.

—We're about to lose our home, why bother with resources?

But no matter how you look at it, the destruction of a sophon is an unprecedented and grand victory for human society since the Crisis Era.

As for when humanity will learn of this great victory, that's not something Luo Qing is concerned with.

Seeing the expectant gazes of everyone, Luo Qing picked up Xiao Zhenxing and lifted her above his head, just like a little lion being lifted up in a movie, for everyone to see.

Luo Qing said, "His parents are inside. You can go in and see for yourselves. I'm taking the child out for some fresh air."

After saying that, he ignored the commotion of the crowd and went out with Xiao Zhenxing in his arms.

Everyone rushed into the room.

The interior of the entire Garden of Eden seemed to be enhanced with the lush greenery of nature, with tender buds everywhere constantly stimulating everyone's senses.

"Spring has arrived?" someone murmured to themselves.

A doctor squatted on the ground, stroking the pale yellow straw bundles, lost in thought: "We've only been out for less than 10 minutes."

Another PDC official, looking at the tender shoots on the windowsill, said, "It feels like a century has passed. Nature has invaded this house without human intervention."

Kant's gaze swept past the lush, vibrant atmosphere of the room and landed on the bed in the intensive care unit.

Luo Ji has disappeared without a trace.

But everyone soon spotted Luo Ji and Zhuang Yan. They walked from the end of the corridor with the Mona Lisa painting hanging there, holding hands and smiling at everyone.

"Dr. Luo Ji, you've recovered?!" Zhang Xiang asked anxiously beside Kant. Luo Ji nodded, looking at the vibrant life in the room and feeling the pendant containing a trace of spiritual energy on his chest, his confusion no less than that of the others.

"I've recovered, but I owe more and more lives to others," Luo Ji sighed.

Kant stepped forward and pressed, "Dr. Luo Ji, what exactly is going on?"

Luo Ji pondered for a moment: "Hmm, let me organize my thoughts. As you know, I am a Wallfacer. Let me think about what I am allowed to say."

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Driving Kant's four-wheeled vehicle, Luo Qing quickly left the Norwegian fjord where Eden was located and arrived at a local town.

Luo Qing sensed that faint, yet present, feeling of being watched again. He scanned the area with his spiritual sense, but found no trace of the sophistication chip.

Ok?
Luo Qing's spiritual sense spread for hundreds of kilometers, almost covering half of Norway. This time, he vaguely sensed the general direction of Zhizi.

This time, however, my spiritual sense was too scattered, and it was difficult to monitor at the microscopic scale, so I was unable to detect the exact location of the sophon.

Clearly, the Trisolaran civilization had realized what was going on. They guessed that Luo Qing's ability to kill the sophons should have a distance limit, so they deliberately maintained a relatively long distance to observe Luo Qing one-on-one.

Without a doubt, Luo Ji definitely has a Zhi Zi watching over him as well.

There are only five sophons left on Earth. Two of them are keeping an eye on humanity's high-energy particle accelerator, while the other two are keeping an eye on the two Wallfacers surnamed Luo.

The Trisolarans placed them in a position of equal importance to blocking Earth's technology.

It's truly touching.

Luo Qing pursed her lips and bought Xiao Zhenxing a lollipop.

What? A one-year-old child's milk teeth haven't all grown in yet, so they can't eat lollipops.

Just kidding, this child was raised by him personally. Little Zhenxing can now break a bone stick with the sharp tip of his milk teeth, let alone a lollipop.

Anyway, his parents don't know, so who cares?

They'll eat whatever they're given; they'll just have to make do with raising them.

Human babies aren't that delicate.

Luo Qing carried Xiao Zhenxing to a small tavern in a local village. The tavern still retained its medieval decor and was filled with the dark fantasy style of movies, making it look like a gathering place for adventurers in Western fantasy works.

"You've come to the right place by following Uncle Qing. I bet your parents wouldn't have brought you to a place like this. Come on, let me show you the world."

Little Zhenxing stared blankly with wide eyes. He was only one year old. Wherever he went, he would broaden his horizons.
Luo Qing lifted the deerskin curtain, revealing the old tavern with its dim hue. The only two light sources in the room were two low-wattage old-fashioned incandescent bulbs, emitting a faint yellow glow, like candles that had been burning for hundreds of years without going out.

The mixed smells of pine resin, ale, cigarettes, and even marijuana hit Luo Qing, who frowned upon smelling them.

Although he smokes, he has no interest in tobacco or drugs, which are more addictive. In the cultivation world, things with hallucinogenic and addictive effects are generally only favored by demonic cultivators.

Of course, those alchemists who like to use exploding furnaces as a form of attack might also like it.

Poor little Pillow Star almost fainted from the mixed smells.

Luo Qing's arrival clearly attracted the attention of the people in the tavern. An Asian man was eye-catching enough, let alone the fact that he was holding a child who looked very small.

Ignoring all the stares, Luo Qing found an empty, rough wooden bench and sat down by himself.

By now, readers should be able to see that this book is a fan fiction novel that follows the original work. Although it contains elements of cultivation, it is primarily a science fiction story.

All cultivation settings in this book are based on the information provided here, including the combat power of the Nascent Soul stage. Readers should not worry about the combat power issue.

After all, some Nascent Soul cultivators have difficulty even flying through the void, while others can already destroy the universe. There are too many standards, making it difficult to unify them.

Furthermore, this book will not suppress the protagonist's combat power; it is a light-hearted novel with a pseudo-invincible protagonist, so readers can rest assured about that.

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