Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 1048 - 1046: Experiences

After listening to Zhou Bai's words, everyone present could feel the determination and sincerity in his eyes.

However, for them, whether it's the history of Homo sapiens... the technology of Homo sapiens... or the society of Homo sapiens... all of this feels too distant, and Jing Xiu and the others present lack a sense of reality about it.

Moreover, according to Zhou Bai, Homo sapiens was the defeated side by the celestial beings and gods. Is there really any value in learning from a path that has already failed?

Furthermore, all the contemporary mixed blood human race receives primordial spirit adjustment at birth, which not only protects them from spiritual pollution and demon bloodlines but also makes them psychologically resistant to the knowledge related to Heavenly Demon technology, making them more inclined to practice Dao and martial arts.

Even Zuo Dao, who chose to trust Zhou Bai, still focused most of his energy on practicing Dao.

Compared to everything about Homo sapiens, the current inability of all mixed blood humans to become immortals or gods makes them even more desperate and bewildered, a feeling that both one's life and race have been completely overturned.

Jing Xiu looked at Zhou Bai's determined and unconfused visage and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zhou... aren't you worried? When choosing between celestial, Heavenly Demon, and demon paths, haven't you ever been confused?"

Others also looked at Zhou Bai with curious yet bewildered gazes, having read through the information of human development from its origin to now in one breath, they felt a sense of vertigo, strong contradictions, and anxiety about themselves, their race, and the future.

They could hardly imagine what complex emotions Zhou Bai might have had when he received those pieces of information bit by bit.

Zhou Bai sighed with a smile, memories flashing through his eyes, and said, "Initially, I just wanted to live comfortably, but as I experienced one event after another, meeting various individuals... these slowly changed my thoughts."

In Zhou Bai's mind, he recalled all kinds of experiences since arriving at this despairing future, starting with the underground base.

The various hardships... wars... sacrifices... continuously changed his thoughts about himself, his race, and the world.

And the various people he encountered along the way, their ideals and actions also influenced his current style of doing things.

For example, Dr. Zhuang with countless avatars, constantly trying to prevent the infiltration of the void.

Li Xiuzhu, who wanted to rely on leading humanity to rise, giving humans the strength to rival the Heavenly Demons and celestial beings.

Zhao Shouyi, the principal of Donghua Dao School, who dedicated his life to passing on the next generation of human race, willing to sacrifice his life.

Little Pei, who wanted to exploit the power of Heavenly Demons, and Xuan Nu, who wanted to transform all living things in the world into Abnormal forms.

Ji Wuchang, descendant of Great Xia, whose life was dedicated to slaying demons and monsters, only to awaken and find that all beings were monsterized.

Jiaojiao, who slept alone in the Forbidden Land of Donghua City, watching generations of human elite sacrifice themselves while struggling to resist madness and distortion alone.

And yet another group of practitioners who sacrificed in the Heavenly Demon war, the struggling and surviving populace at the bottom of the human world.

Qing Yun, imprisoned by the Xumi Miaogao Dharma body for tens of thousands of years, the Demon Saint with ambitions to distort the Heavenly Dao, Ji Wufan from a history outside the spiritual people that spanned countless eras...

The choices, opinions, and thoughts of these individuals continuously clashed intensely in front of Zhou Bai over these three years, and it is precisely because of these experiences that the current Zhou Bai exists.

From initially relying completely on Taoist techniques and martial arts and the Nine Calamities of Heaven and Man, to later reflecting on the Heavenly Dao, the void, the demons, and the current human systems.

Especially due to the recent suicides of Li Xiuzhu and the one where Zhou Bai killed Xuan Nu, he once again engaged in deep reflection for a long time.

The conceptual confrontation with the Dutian Great Spirit Officer in his dream was some result of his reflection.

Whether it's Taoist techniques and martial arts or the Heavenly Dao void, they no longer seem as sacred in his heart as they once were.

The entire existing human society, after shedding the beautiful guise of the celestial Dao, was also filled with countless flaws in Zhou Bai's eyes.

Zhou Bai slowly said, "In fact, over the past three years, I have often experienced times of confusion, my thoughts have changed continuously after each event, and I have repeatedly overturned my own ideas...

Initially, I just wanted to gain immense power, to destroy all enemies with it, so I could enjoy myself happily.

Later, realizing that pure power wasn't enough, I wanted to use special Taoist techniques to transform the world, so everyone could safely lay in bed.

But now I find it's still not enough, this matter cannot be done by me alone, I need more people like me, with morality, ideals, and culture, to accomplish this task."

Zhou Bai sighed, "In this ongoing process of approaching truth and changing cognition, countless times I was very close to sinking completely into slaughter and destruction."

"And countless times I was just a step away from becoming a monster that pursues power by any means."

"Or teetering on the brink of madness and real distortion."

"It was relying on my uprightness throughout life and my love for peace that I persisted and held onto my bottom line."

Within the distant Zhu Long's body, Qian Wangsun lay on the ground, eyes closed, listening to Zhou Bai's voice coming from the mechanical followers.

Upon hearing these words, Qian Wangsun smiled slightly, recalling certain terrifying images in his mind.

...

In a desolate world, the flames on a star are gradually dying out.

And as the last flicker disappears, the entire universe plunges into darkness and cold, with no sign of life seemingly to be found, only endless black liquid covering the ground and sky.

And where the naked eye can see nothing, in the absolute darkness and cold of the universe, a strange figure sits on a throne crafted from countless twisted flesh, seemingly muttering something.

"Is there anyone else who can hear my voice?"

...

In a resplendent palace, countless people knelt on the ground with fervor on their faces but dared not gaze upon the blurred figure in the sky.

Merely because a mortal can't gaze directly at God, and all who have dared have turned into twisted, deformed monsters under divine punishment.

The entire world's intelligent life lives according to His will.

From each individual's primordial spirit to the excrement within their bodies, even the air they breathe, all belong to Him.

They need neither to fight nor cultivate; all they have to do is offer everything of themselves to Him to live happily, peacefully, and healthily under His illumination.

...

In a gray world, an enormous face hangs in the sky, emitting blood-red light covering the entire world, with eyes full of coldness, looking down on the earth with an eerie smile.

On the ground, everywhere are people crawling and wriggling like living corpses.

Buildings and various mountain forms twist and connect together, with bizarre lifeforms made from countless living corpses climbing among these structures and mountains.

From the horizon, a black rain falls from time to time, and in its arrival, various peculiar lifeforms are born in the mud.

Under the illumination of the human face, the entire world appears mad and chaotic, twisted and deformed.