The Last Sentinel

Loyalty test, heretical fighting will test, motherly inclination test, heretical hatred test, war tolerance test...

The testing procedures went by quickly, and the various affixes of the StarCraft players were listed.

【Affix: Farming】: Start by expanding your planetary base, developing your regions, and accumulating resources. Avoid war if possible, and focus on developing for 100 years. This accounts for 99% of the game.

【Affix: Schizophrenic Governance】, Starting philosophy: peace and unity, equality for all beings, starting in the mid-game, external forces, enslavement, purification, and in the late game, complete madness, classifying all except my race as livestock, I am the law of heaven, I am morality! 100%

【Affix: Cowardly yet loves expansion】 When exploring, they are cautious and afraid of encountering powerful opponents. They like to take advantage of the opponent's weakness and adopt a strategy of gradual encroachment to occupy the opponent's territory. Once they are attacked by others, they will spread rumors that the other party has invaded them. This characteristic accounts for 99%.

【Affix: Proficient in backstabbing and scheming】: On the surface, they form an alliance and trade with their neighbors, but secretly they amass a massive fleet. Once the other side finishes its war, they immediately backstab and reap the rewards. This accounts for 60% of all affixes!

【Affix: Buddhist-like yet vengeful】: Normally, they develop at their own pace, but once they are beaten, they hold a grudge for the entire life cycle and can build up a fleet for decades specifically for revenge, accounting for 100%!

【Affixes - Passionate about bizarre and outlandish performance art】 Devouring swarms of bees, spaceship purification, nomadic raiding, flagship theft, accounting for 80%.

Firstly, I want to create a peaceful, inclusive, and life-loving cosmic environment.

The truth: I want to build a universe of [purification], [enslavement], [genocide], and [colossus standing]!

Second slang term: My allies and I are united in our hatred of the enemy.

The truth is: they talk about peace and being friendly to foreigners, but their fleets are being destroyed faster than anyone else's, just waiting for a reason to start a war.

Slang 3: From a personal perspective, I am a traditional conservative interstellar governor.

Reality 3: The gameplay revolves around flying machines, hives, and devourers, focusing on a galaxy-wide indiscriminate cleansing.

Slang 4: We advocate development first, then peace; no war.

Truth #4: Neighborhood alliances are all a facade. Once they've developed well, they'll betray you and then seize your star system's resources.

Slang #5: I love the alien civilizations around me, and I even often send them small gifts to please them.

Reality 5: A perfectly good alien civilization, instead of making friends, either blows up the planet, purifies it, or keeps it as slaves.

Summary: A typical day for a StarCraft player: Morning: planning planets, farming and optimizing regions; Afternoon: being declared war on by neighbors, ship battles, frantically building characters; Evening: universe reboot, get out of class dismissed.

Brief review: If other game players are leveling up by fighting monsters, then the players in Stellaris are committing war crimes throughout the entire game, to the point that the Stellaris server can't even contain them! Such people, when matched with a suitable system and after a short training, can be immediately dispatched to the constellation star field to carry out alliance missions. They are naturally filled with a kind of conditioned reflex at the level of the underlying genetic chain towards heretics and aliens. They can firmly protect the external interests of the Human Alliance from being devoured by alien civilizations.

Note: This group has a strong war impulse and a desire to mass-produce troops. Be careful, as they may launch wars in the star system and even carry out various purges to destroy heretics, thus attracting enemies to humanity.

The [Detection Report] of the player [Stars] appeared in front of Ye Feng in Perfect World.

Junior sister Wu Xinxin leaned against the railing and couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, the group of Star Players you recruited this time are too crazy. No, I should say they are all deep-seated mental patients. They have an infinite desire for war, and they are all pathological maniacs who crave war in their bones and in reality. If these guys go to Star River, I'm afraid they will disrupt the order of Weiyang very quickly."

Looking at the report in his hand, Ye Feng muttered to himself, "What would you do if you had a group of neighbors you didn't like?"

Wu Xinxin blinked and said, "Senior brother, do you mean that neither Corona Borealis nor Hercules is willing to give up their territory? But the Unending Covenant has already..."

"Don't be naive," Ye Feng said. "The Black Tower Barbarian promised us carbon-based life the Grand Line and Orion. As for Corona Borealis and Hercules, those two regions are conflict zones. They've been given to us on the surface, but in reality, these two star systems will continue to be in turmoil. All sorts of forces will flood into these two star systems to plunder resources. At this time, those citizens who abide by the law and order cannot guarantee the interests of the Human Alliance. Only these galactic war criminals can defend the interests of the Human Alliance, allowing us to continuously obtain resources and continuously improve our civilization level!"

Just then, junior brother Li Gousheng walked in from outside the door. "Senior brother, Senior Wolf King asked how the system preparations are going? His testing phase is basically over."

Ye Feng asked, "How many people passed the test?"

Li Gousheng said, "There are a total of ten guilds: two from the Cluster Star System, two from the Genesis System, two from the Jing City Flowing Cloud System, and four single-alliance guilds: Star River Righteous Path, Holy Terra, Yanhuang Iron Brigade, and Dudu Wangu. The total number of people is two thousand. 1505 people have passed the test. 495 people have been identified as having severe war-induced mental illness. They will lose control in the event of a war. They are the kind of war maniacs that are completely uncontrollable. These 495 people have been sent back to human society to return to normal life."

"Hmm!" Ye Feng nodded. "Out of 1505 people, it would be good if half of them had the fusion system cheat, and the rest took compound number five. It would be good if half of them survived this time."

Wu Xinxin said, "Senior brother, the first batch of eight hundred people have all activated their talents."

Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "The previous eight hundred were the top players in their respective games. These are just the top two thousand players in the niche game [Stellaris] with a population of 100,000. Their pass rate can't compare to the previous eight hundred chosen ones."

At this point, the ground suddenly shook, and Ye Feng walked up the observation steps in the ice-white ancient city ruins.

The ruins of the ancient library of sages on the once perfect continent have now cracked into a terrifying, bottomless furnace. The furnace is deeply embedded in the very core of the continent, the place where Ye Feng's origin, life, soul, and will are fused.

Ye Feng's pupils shone with golden light as he stared into the depths of the Perfect Continent's core rift furnace. In a place invisible to the naked eye, crimson fireballs were churning and boiling, and bubbles of various colors and shapes were flickering, twisting, and changing on the primordial furnace.

These twisting and changing bubbles are the golden finger that all transmigrators keep talking about—the system embryo.

Ye Feng obtained the system's manufacturing method from a chat group expert, and used the science-based mythical beast to mass-produce the system on his own original continent by expending his original power and planetary crystals.

Ye Feng thought to himself, "@Master of Machines, isn't it almost done?"

In the chat group, the Master of Machines said: Don't rush, it's still a bit too hot!

Ye Feng: Boss, is this thing even usable? Will it be enough to get the job done?

Master of Machines: The quality of the first few creations may not have been as good as those made by the Sentinels. Just like the cheat codes that Lin Qilin made at the beginning, some of them malfunctioned. Those transmigrators who used the malfunctioning ones all suffered terrible fates. Gradually, Lin Qilin's manufacturing skills improved, and the cheat codes he made also improved significantly.

Immortal God of Magic: That's right. There are different levels of cheat codes: talent level, material level, spiritual level, spiritual treasure level, causal level, law level, and conceptual level. You're only at the initial stage of cheat code forging right now. It would be quite good if you could create a cheat code at the lowest talent amplification level.

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: Back then, Lin Qilin built them one by one, but you built a thousand in one go. This quantity has already surpassed Lin Qilin's. Keep up this pace of improvement and keep going!

Ye Feng: I'm outta here. Good luck, everyone.

Immortal God of Magic: This kid doesn't seem to know that what he's doing is inheriting Lin Qilin's administrator privileges...

Wuji Demon Lord: He was originally a pawn set up by Lin Qilin. When the old man of the Great Wall asked him to create a system, he embarked on the path of becoming an administrator. When he was fully proficient in creating the system, the key to the Transmigrator Club would be found, and he would gain all the administrator's privileges, including waking up all group members and even finding the coordinates of those transmigrator members who had already fallen. He would find every transmigrator, whether they were active avatars in the chat group or grayed-out avatars of death. As long as they had a mark in the group, they would definitely return!

Master of Machines: Wait for my signal, wait for me to come home, take me home. Mother will take all wanderers home, no matter how far away they are from home, no matter whether they have made a name for themselves. Mother will come to take you home. And those forces that turn the names of group members gray will face the merciless judgment of their hometown mother.

HarmonyOS's first deepest sentiment: Understand the Sentinel, become the Sentinel, and transcend the Sentinel.