CHAPTER 392: CHAPTER 227: PLANET GOVERNOR, BOUNDLESS AMBITION!

The silver-haired elder is the Planet Governor of Heng Province, Feng Wuyou.

He used his telekinesis to lift his body, slowly raising himself out of the cabin.

The luxurious robe hanging on the rack unfolded gradually, passing through his hands and draping down.

"A sub-world like the Grand Cosmos Server is unique. It has a framework established by a divine pillar, maintaining operations and ensuring that all ’laws of physics’ are infinitely close to reality."

Feng Wuyou solemnly said:

"Deep within the core of Heng Province’s New Star sleeps the ’Lord of Gluttony’. Its existence forced Heng Province to be shackled with two layers of chains, unable to take strides and soar.

Every Governor has been troubled, wanting to solve this great menace once and for all."

The Tai Monarch closed his eyes in contemplation, seemingly processing data, and spoke after a moment:

"Currently, New Dongxia is powerless against the Star Gods. Even the Dongxia Empire, which has spread the flame of civilization across the galaxy, has yet to find a way to end this.

Why are they called ’spawn’? Because according to the original texts excavated by the Empire, and the partially deciphered content by the Nine Marshals, they are suspected to come from the other side of the Great Cosmos."

Feng Wuyou clasped his hands behind his back, barefoot on the ground.

As his Spiritual Power gradually gathered, the rows of matrix devices went out one by one.

"There are various speculations about the Star Gods. Dr. Yan Tongxuan also hypothesized that Star Gods are ’natural disasters’ caused by the decline of the Great Cosmos.

However, before his death, Dr. Yan overturned this idea, inclining more towards the conclusion of the Empire’s think tank, that Star Gods are the ’cancer cells’ of the Great Cosmos, continuously spreading and devouring, eroding all matter, leading everything to the worst possible outcome.

The currently known information is that Star Gods themselves possess some divine qualities; they are immortal.

Yet they severely lack intellect, or rather, their growth cycles are extremely long.

According to the ’sequence chart’ recorded by the highest research institute, there have appeared a total of three hundred forty-seven Star Gods, but less than a tenth have appeared in adult form."

Feng Wuyou stepped out of the room. In most of his tenure, his activities were almost confined to the Governor’s Mansion; more accurately, to the semi-hill villa behind the Governor’s Mansion.

He stood in the cool night breeze, at the center of the terrace, overlooking the front courtyard buildings nestled between verdant mountains.

"Ah Tai, as the oldest presence in Heng Province’s New Star, you should know my predecessors, who occupied this position all considered resolving the infant stage of the Lord of Gluttony, allowing Heng Province to return to the fast track of development.

I remember a predecessor even proposed a very bold idea and collaborated with the Qin Family."

The Tai Monarch frowned in recollection, quickly retrieving the dialogues and specific scenes of that time from the vast sea of data.

"Yes, that Governor with the surname Lin discussed with Qin Shouge several times. That peerless genius from the Qin Family of Yan City, who followed the path of Spiritual Cultivation, nearly broke through to a Manifestation, reaching the rank of Grandmaster.

Governor Lin believed if the intellect of a Star God develops exceedingly slowly during its infant stage, could a powerful Spiritual Cultivator strike the Star God’s soul and inhabit their body..."

The Tai Monarch’s frown deepened, as if recalling an unpleasant scene, he hesitantly said:

"For this, Governor Lin privately allowed Qin Shouge to form a team to conduct some not entirely compliant research to ascertain the feasibility of the plan."

Feng Wuyou maintained a calm expression, not asking further questions, but he roughly understood what aspects were involved.

The study of the human soul cannot avoid ethical issues and much of the data cannot be made public.

Otherwise, it would surely cause public panic and condemnation!

"Any breakthroughs?"

Feng Wuyou asked.

"All ended in failure."

The Tai Monarch replied.

His deep eyes rippled like ocean tides, with the data ocean being parsed layer by layer, producing results over a dozen seconds.

"There are two insurmountable obstacles: one is the immortal nature of the Star God, which makes their lifespan close to eternal life.

Even their infant growth cycle is enough to encompass countless lives of the Great Cosmos."

Feng Wuyou mused, recalling a jest from an old leader when he served in the Battle Group —

For humans, from birth to death is but a single breath of a Star God.

"Qin Shouge’s plan was that the soul bodies of all beings are inherently in a chaotic state.

If he could simulate the soul waves of a Star God with his Spiritual self and thus blend into it to become the dominant force, he could inversely assimilate the Star God."

The Tai Monarch explained.

"But he could not outlive the dormant Star God, his soul would also age and die, unable to be sustained for a long time; this was challenge one.

Concerning challenge two, Qin Shouge’s Spiritual Realm did not reach Manifestation, incapable of maintaining without regression; if he ventured deep into the Sea of Consciousness of a Star God, he couldn’t ensure maintaining that state."

Feng Wuyou let out a laugh:

"To sum it up, these two challenges are essentially one problem. Qin Shouge is too weak; even at the brink of Manifestation, he is still insignificant to a Star God."

The Tai Monarch remained silent.

Although an active consciousness can be considered a part of ’life’, it still needs to add the word ’artificial’.

Under the most fundamental logical setup, the Tai Monarch could only act as a machine, being responsible for execution, not thinking.

Concerning the war between Dongxia and the Star Gods, it has continued for countless millennia.

The former achieved partial victories, but was overthrown by their kind, establishing a new regime.

The latter, though defeated, quietly slumber in the planetary core, waiting for the day of awakening.

It’s hard to tell who will eventually emerge as the ultimate victor.

"On the macroscopic scale of the Great Cosmos, aside from the divine, all life seems small and insignificant. The Nine Marshals, with their unparalleled grace and divine talent, standing for nine millennia, remain few and far between."