dkrc Chapter 1937: Substituting one's own heart for the heart of Heaven, originating from the gifts
Chapter 1937: Substituting one's own heart for the heart of Heaven, originating from the gifts
Chapter 1937: Substituting one's own heart for the heart of Heaven, originating from the gifts of "Nature".
Bai Xuan has probably reached a level that is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Even the delusion of "resurrection," which is hoped for by countless people in the end times and regarded as the ultimate miracle, would probably not be difficult for him.
But Huo Yu also knew that Bai Xuan would never do that.
He is not human, at least not in the conventional sense.
He is a "god," a god who transformed from a human being and ultimately transcended the human perspective.
How could such an existence interfere with the predetermined fate of life and death because of the sorrowful wishes or prayers of others?
If he actually did that, it would be quite terrifying.
"Is it spontaneous? Perhaps."
Bai Xuan didn't care about Huo Yu's opinion.
A leap in strength brings about a transformation in one's level of life, which in turn leads to a fundamental shift in perspective and cognition.
When one's own form of existence and level of power transcend the conventional laws of the world, one's perspective on all things naturally changes.
Many things that once touched my heartstrings now seem to have lost their power to evoke any emotion.
It's not indifference, but rather a change in perspective.
For him, substituting his own heart for the will of Heaven, and even to a certain extent "representing" the will of Heaven, was not a metaphor, but a fact he was putting into practice.
After all, at a more fundamental level, his connection with this world has long transcended the conventional realm.
A brief silence fell over the room, the only background noise from the porridge shop seemed distant and indistinct, shut out by some invisible force.
Huo Yu didn't ask any further questions and just silently ate her breakfast. Bai Xuan also quietly finished his simple white porridge and vegetarian buns.
"There will be a heavy rain in three days."
"This rain is different from the past; it is a manifestation of nature's bounty, which is specifically for China."
"Notice."
After he finished speaking, Bai Xuan's body dissipated.
There was no farewell, no explanation. Just as his arrival was abrupt, his departure was equally without a trace, without any lingering attachment.
The tranquility that had been isolated inside the porridge shop vanished instantly, and the noise, aromas of food, and laughter from the outside world flooded back into Huo Yu's senses like a tide.
Aunt Li's greetings, the mercenaries' laughter at the next table, and the children's playful noises all seemed normal, as if the conversation had never happened.
Only Bai Xuan's last two sentences, like the resounding toll of a great bell, still echoed in her mind, each word carrying immense weight.
Three days later, a heavy rain will naturally follow.
Huo Yu slowly put down the bowl of porridge in her hand, slightly puzzled.
She was actually quite familiar with this kind of "celestial phenomenon".
After all, Bai Xuan's initial transformation into a "god," and every subsequent breakthrough and transformation, triggered grand phenomena on a global scale that could be described as miracles.
The heavens and earth resonate, and spiritual energy surges like a tide, followed by a spiritual rain that covers the entire planet.
The rainwater contains pure and gentle spiritual energy, which is an evolutionary feast for all living beings, whether humans or mutated creatures. It can cleanse the body, nourish the soul, and even directly give birth to new superhumans, thus promoting the slow improvement of the entire ecological hierarchy.
It can be said that the several leaps in spiritual energy concentration worldwide over the past two years are more or less related to Bai Xuan's "breakthrough".
Therefore, whenever extraordinary spiritual rain falls, the leaders of China and other forces around the world tacitly realize that Bai Xuan has probably taken another step forward.
But this time, Bai Xuan's words were clearly different.
"It only applies to the manifestation of the natural gifts of China."
"So, this rain is limited to the entire China region?"
Huo Yu's thoughts began to race.
Although Bai Xuan didn't say it explicitly, that was the gist of his words.
Even more so, thinking deeper, perhaps only the Chinese people can truly benefit from this rain?
Mutant organisms might be rejected or yield minimal benefits?
"So, he came to me specifically to tell me this news, hoping that I, or through me, would enable the people of China to go out of their homes and expose themselves to the rain on that day to receive this 'baptism'?"
It seems to be the only possibility.
Even this so-called "gift from nature" was given to them by Bai Xuan.
After all, Bai Xuan is the "Child of Nature".
Huo Yu still remembers that in the early days when everyone awakened various "superpowers" such as fire, ice, strength, and speed, only Bai Xuan awakened "authority," the "authority" over "nature."
He is one of the manifestations of the will of "nature," the undisputed strongest of this era, and will remain the strongest forever.
Therefore, the "manifestation of nature's gifts" is actually Bai Xuan's favor bestowed upon China.
Thinking of this, Huo Yu couldn't help but smile.
"Although this guy has become a god and his strength has reached a point that is completely incomprehensible, he either simply doesn't say anything about this kind of thing, or he doesn't like to say it himself."
"It's clearly a great thing for China University of Technology, but they have to make it all so mysterious and even have to 'borrow' my voice to convey it."
This aligns with her lingering impression of "that person".
Even after ascending to godhood and looking down upon all living beings, he still seems to retain some of the characteristics of the "human Bai Xuan" era in certain aspects.
However, despite the complaints, the important business must not be delayed.
Huo Yu knew very well that the importance of this matter was self-evident and that it had to be reported immediately.
Although Bai Xuan said "three days later," if she dared to delay even a moment before reporting, Liu Suifeng would definitely be able to "talk" her to death with his mouth that could make the dead speak.
"Ugh, just thinking about it gives me a headache."
Huo Yu muttered something, finished the remaining porridge in the bowl in a few gulps, and then quickly finished the steamed bun.
After swallowing the last bite of food, she called out to Aunt Li, who was still busy at the stove:
"Aunt Li, the money is on the table. I have something urgent to attend to, so I'll be leaving now!"
After she finished speaking, wings made entirely of flames unfurled behind her with a loud "boom".
The diners in the porridge shop and the nearby stall owners were initially startled, but upon recognizing Huo Yu, they all showed expressions of awe and understanding, without much panic.
It's perfectly normal for Emperor Yan to use his abilities to travel when he has urgent business.
Without delay, Huo Yu flapped his wings slightly and transformed into a streak of crimson light, soaring into the sky at such a speed that ordinary people could only see a fleeting streak of light as he sped straight toward the headquarters of the Hangzhou Spiritual Energy Bureau.
During the flight, she made a phone call to Zhang Hai.
"Zhang Hai, it's me. Go to the Hangzhou Spiritual Energy Bureau immediately and wait for me. I need you to activate the spatial coordinates and send me to the capital headquarters."
"Understood, Emperor Yan."
A calm and capable male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"it is good."
Firefeather cut off communication, and the crimson streak's flight speed increased again, leaving a long trail in the air.
Three days may sound like a long time, but coordinating across the country is crucial to ensuring that the vast majority of people can safely and effectively receive the blessing when it arrives, while also guarding against any unexpected events that might arise from this special divine rain.
It's actually not an easy thing.
"Keep it up, Liu Suifeng."
The thought flashed through Huo Yu's mind, but a smile appeared on his lips.
Time slipped by quietly, seventy-two hours in an indescribable tension and anticipation.
These three days were a period of non-stop, highly efficient operation for the highest decision-making level of China and the Spiritual Energy Administration.
The message, originating from the fire feather of "Emperor Yan," reached all provinces, cities, counties, and villages at the fastest speed.
There was no doubt whatsoever, nor was there any need for any doubt whatsoever.
Because that's Bai Xuan.
Orders were swiftly issued: all city defense forces were placed on Level II alert, with a focus on monitoring the movements of mutated creatures in the wild, and all non-essential outdoor operations were suspended.
The White Emperor's words were made public through all public information channels, hoping that all people would stay in safe outdoor areas or open their windows to receive the upcoming "special rain" on that day.
Similarly, because it was the White Emperor, no one questioned it.
The third day, early morning.
The once clear sky suddenly began to gather a thin, milky-white mist.
This mist is not water vapor, but more like highly liquefied spiritual energy, seeping out from mountains, rivers, the earth, and even the void, gathering in wisps and strands towards the sky.
Sunlight filtered through the increasingly dense spiritual mist, casting a soft and sacred glow, shrouding the world in a hazy mist, as if veiled in a dreamlike gauze.
As time went by, the spiritual mist grew thicker and thicker, gradually enveloping the entire territory of China and slowly rotating, forming a spiritual energy vortex that covered the whole country.
At the center of the vortex, a faint, seven-colored glow flowed.
There was no thunder, no lightning, only an increasingly powerful "breathing" sound, as if coming from heaven and earth themselves, echoing in the hearts of every living being.
All the mutated creatures within the territory of China, regardless of their strength, appeared somewhat restless at this moment. They could sense the drastic changes in the spiritual energy in the air, but the "will" contained in these changes made them instinctively feel repulsed and fearful, so they all hid deep in their nests and dared not go out.
At noon, the accumulated spiritual mist finally reached a critical point.
"Tick."
The first drop of "rain" landed on the metal top of a watchtower on the outskirts of the capital, making a crisp sound.
Immediately afterwards, the second and third drops appeared in an instant, and a shower of light descended from the sky!
There was no torrential downpour; the "rain" fell evenly, gently, and softly.
Every drop of rain is crystal clear, containing the glow of dawn, as if it did not fall from the sky, but rather condensed naturally from nothingness, carrying a kind of joyful and inspiring rhythm, sprinkling on every inch of China's land, and on every human being standing on that land.
The moment the rainwater touches the skin, it doesn't bring dampness or coldness, but instead transforms into a gentle yet powerful warm current that instantly permeates the limbs and bones.
The old man's hunched back straightened at a visible speed, his cloudy eyes regained a long-lost clarity and vitality, the hidden pain from his old ailments melted away like ice and snow, and even the roots of his white hair faintly revealed a dark luster.
The children ran and laughed in the rain, feeling incredibly light and quick-witted, with some latent talents being quietly unleashed.
Young adults feel their fatigue vanish, their energy surge, their hearing and vision sharpen, and the hidden injuries left by long-term labor or battle are quickly repaired, as if the source of their life has been cleansed and replenished.
Those with superpowers experience it more clearly and intensely.
The power in the rainwater is not only incredibly pure and easily absorbed, but it also contains a kind of indescribable "spirituality".
Those with superpowers who are stuck in a bottleneck period feel their shackles loosening, their spiritual energy circulation suddenly accelerating, and their understanding of their own abilities becoming clearer.
Even someone like Huo Yu, a first-order individual, could feel his connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth becoming even stronger as he stood still in the rain.
These rays of light fall upon every member of the Chinese people, merging into their bodies and bringing them benefits.
As for the roadside weeds, the flowers and trees in the courtyard, and the crops in the fields, the rain seems to pass through their branches and leaves as if through a phantom, landing on the ground and then silently seeping into the earth without causing any impact on them.
It's as if the "blessing" in this rain is prepared only for "human beings".
Between heaven and earth, there was only the pattering of rain, and through the rain curtain, countless people uttered incredulous exclamations, joyful cheers, and even choked sobs of excitement.
Although such strange phenomena have occurred before, this time the feeling is far more pronounced than before.
The sky was ablaze with rosy clouds, and the rain nourished all things. The entire land of China was immersed in an unprecedented baptism of creation.
Countless points of light shone faintly from each beneficiary, reflecting the glow of the sunset and the falling light rain, as if stars had fallen to earth, or as if the fortune of the entire Chinese nation was quietly stirred, gathered, and sublimated at this moment.
In the small world, Bai Xuan quietly watched this scene.
His eyes reflected not just a simple scene, but the ripples of life's essence being nourished, the rise of civilization's fortune, and the luminous glow of countless "possibilities" sprouting and unfolding under this sweet rain.
Rather than calling it a "gift from nature," it would be more accurate to say that after he fully embraced this world and became the "master of the world," this world itself bestowed upon the land that gave birth to him and nurtured the civilization that carried his initial consciousness and emotions.
Earth, because of the birth of "Bai Xuan", was given a fundamental elevation by the "World Will".
And how could the world's will be stingy with its generosity towards China?
However, this overly strong "favoritism," if released all at once without reservation, seemed somewhat redundant for them, who were already in a period of rapid improvement following the spiritual energy surge.
Instead, it would be better to wait until they have fully digested the rapid improvement brought by the last spiritual energy tide before "gifting" them, so that they can absorb the benefits brought by these two events to the greatest extent.
This rain falls only for "people," to nourish and enhance the foundation and potential of "people."
No living organism other than humans can obtain any nutrients from it.
Within the territory of China, almost all of humanity has been nourished by the sweet rain, and the magnetic field of life has become vigorous and bright. The overall fortune and radiance of civilization, as if the finest firewood had been added, suddenly became more vigorous and burned more steadily and with greater potential.
(End of this chapter)