Logging 10,000 Years into the Future-Chapter 458

Chapter 458

“It’s beautiful, it’s fantastical … but it’s nothing more than a castle in the sky …” Lu Sheng casually dismissed the formula with a swipe, his expression calm.

There was no need to continue. The answer was already clear.

“I should have realized this much earlier …” Lu Sheng glanced around at the decayed, desolate streets, and smiled at himself.

“Even if it’s just three formulas, they should have had some impact on the next ten thousand years. There’s no way the fates of everyone in Base 1359 could remain completely unchanged. Everything should have shifted, at least a little, but it’s all exactly the same as before … The funniest part is …” Lu Sheng flipped through the recent news in the Fireseed Repository. The dates in the news clearly showed that the three formulas he introduced in Martial Year 300 had bought nearly a century of breathing room for martial civilization.

“A hundred years of difference, and yet not a single brick, blade of grass, or twig has changed …” Lu Sheng shook his head. “What a fool I’ve been. This whole time, I’ve been blind to this poorly constructed, riddled-with-holes scam …”

Perhaps it was because the truth had been right under his nose, or maybe he had placed too much faith in the dream world.

Lu Sheng stood up and soared into the sky. Propelled by his spiritual power, he shot upward. He rose until he could overlook the entirety of Base 1359. He had never viewed the base from this angle before. Looking down, the entire Base 1359 resembled a massive, irregularly shaped bowl. The rim of the bowl was full of cracks and gaps. Inside the bowl was only decay and death.

Lu Sheng’s gaze grew distant, like a traveler who had lost his way.

“So, this is a future that simply cannot be saved. No matter what I do, or how I do it … This world … has long since died.”

A hollow feeling suddenly welled up in Lu Sheng’s heart.

It was as if … a group of scarred, battered people had approached a young boy, telling him, “Only you can save us. You are our savior.”

They spared no effort to train the boy, placing all their hopes on his shoulders.

The boy accepted it all, as if it was only natural: “It’s okay. Everything can change. As long as you grow stronger, we can regain everything we’ve lost.”

They gave everything to the boy without reservation, dying one after another in the ashes. The boy grew rapidly, becoming powerful. And just when he believed he had enough strength to fulfill his mission as the savior …

He suddenly discovered … It was all just a poorly executed but well-intentioned lie. He wasn’t the savior. He was just a seed … A lucky seed.

That was all.

“So, this is what the Fireseed Program truly means…” Lu Sheng slowly descended from the sky, his expression blank. He was no longer the savior. He no longer needed to bear the heavy burden of responsibility. Yet, he didn’t feel happy at all.

“So, what is the dream world? Just a powerful simulation machine capable of storing data and calculating outcomes?”

Lu Sheng didn’t know. He raised his head and looked up at the sky. His gaze seemed to pierce through the gray layers of clouds above.

“Is there a starry sky beyond this? Will there be other planets out there, like this one, with martial civilizations on the brink of destruction?”

Lu Sheng had lifted the first layer of the dream world’s veil. But underneath, the mysteries only seemed to grow.

“I still need to keep unlocking higher levels of access if I want to uncover more of the truth …”

Now that he had guessed part of the dream world’s truth, all Lu Sheng had lost was the sense of purpose and responsibility he had once carried. But the dream world and the Fireseed Repository’s functionality remained intact. In fact, in a way, their usefulness had increased. The deeper his understanding, the more effectively he could use them.

“I can still optimize and evolve any martial techniques or formulas across millennia. I also no longer need to tiptoe around out of fear of altering the future … The life records in the Fireseed Repository still provide valuable insights, and now that I’m free from the shackles of ‘the future’ …” Lu Sheng stretched his body, feeling unexpectedly light.

As he reviewed his “future” in his personal file, there was no longer any emotional reaction within him.

Killed by the Supreme Martial Sage at the shores of Ninghai? Dying at the age of twenty?

“Don’t make me laugh …” Lu Sheng shook his head and lightly touched his brow, choosing to exit the dream world. “I’m a man destined to become the God of Martial Arts—how could I die so easily? A Level 9 Martial Sage? That’s nothing.”

Boom!

In his mind, the previously cracked and dim gray wheel suddenly became flawless. The cracks disappeared in an instant. The entire gray wheel began to spin rapidly, emitting a dazzling array of lights from the dozens of martial wills contained within, making the wheel gleam like a rainbow …

In the hotel room, Lu Sheng, who had been sitting in his chair, awoke from his deep state. He opened his eyes, his gaze clear and sharp. His entire aura seemed transformed, as if all the grime had been washed away, leaving him completely renewed.

The martial will that had once wavered was now more solid and powerful than ever.

“The dream world is likely just a parallel world that developed along a similar path to this one … Although it turns out there’s no singular timeline, some aspects are the same. Both worlds practice martial arts, and the crisis facing their civilization … It originates from the same otherworldly beasts!”

In other words, if this world’s martial civilization doesn’t develop properly, it might one day end up just like the dream world’s future. So, the responsibility on Lu Sheng’s shoulders still weighed heavily.

“That’s a bit far off, though. I should focus on solving the current problem first …” Lu Sheng rubbed his brow and began to think about the issue of the Martial Sage.

At present, his immortal cells had increased to thirteen.

He had already used up nearly half of the “Sage’s Fall” he had obtained from Lian Su, gaining six immortal cells in the process. It wasn’t that Lu Sheng didn’t want to absorb all of it.

But …

“The regenerative power of the Stellar Immortal Physique and the immortal cells has its limits too. Overuse of the Sage’s Fall has already left some lingering effects from the Law elimination process, making me feel ‘weakened.’ If I keep using the Sage’s Fall in the short term, I might cause permanent damage to my Stellar Immortal Physique.”

For now, the Sage’s Fall was off the table. With only a few days left until the Grand Military Martial Arts Exhibition, Lu Sheng needed to replenish his body with more alien marrow fluid.

“If I can push the number of immortal cells beyond twenty before the Martial Sage arrives …” A strange light flickered in Lu Sheng’s eyes as he murmured to himself, “A Level 9 Martial Sage? Maybe I should try to kill one after all.”