I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods

Chapter 726 - 25: Ideals and Reality

Standing from the observer’s perspective, Yun You could not judge whether the actions of the First Generation King were right or wrong... He indeed aimed to change the rigid civilization, opting to destroy the order.

But objectively speaking, he also indeed brought about the destruction of an entire human civilization with his own hands, forcing people of that time to return to the primitive days of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

And what is even more unacceptable is that the ten Sequences he left behind, incredibly, no one in the subsequent long years could master.

Clearly, the technique was very simple. As long as one could gaze inward and gradually hone their character to meet the Sequence’s demands, they could naturally acquire the Sequence, yet people of this era could not grasp this power.

But thinking about it, it seems normal.

People of this era have already lost their ideals and glory. Just surviving has already consumed all their energy, so how could they have the spare strength to polish their character?

But... fortunately, not everyone has lost the aspiration to gaze up at the stars.

There are always some people, some survivors from the "Three-Minute War" and their descendants, who, taking advantage of research stations or shelters, have the opportunity to investigate what exactly happened back then.

The power of the First Generation King made them genuinely obsessed.

If they too could possess such tremendous power, they could master everything in the world!

Thus, while ordinary people risk their lives for a moldy piece of bread or a pot of clean water, fighting like jackals on the wasteland, those researchers emerging from the depths of shelters, full of belief, begin to search for the traces of the First Generation King.

They’re a bit like ancient pilgrims, carrying crude instruments and heavy tomes, fearlessly stepping into those twisted desert deadlands imbued with the power of the Death Domain.

Perhaps in their view, the power of the Death Domain is also part of the First Generation King. The more perilous the Death Domain, the more likely it is to hide the legacy of the First Generation King.

However, it’s akin to finding a needle in a haystack, even more uncertain.

No landmarks, no records, not even exact locations... During the time when the First Generation King lived, not many people knew about him, let alone in this primitive era upended by technology.

Only scattered, long-distorted legends exist, recording that possibly nonexistent heritage.

But it is these legends that attract countless talented scholars to venture into the wasteland.

However, in the end, most of them could only leave behind a few skeletons half-buried by wind and sand, or perhaps transform into twisted monsters in some corner polluted by the Death Domain, becoming part of the wasteland’s horrifying legends.

Time flows in desperate struggles and fruitless quests. The survivor camps on the wasteland replace each other in cycles, and the legend of the First Generation King gradually becomes vague, even considered myth, but... people have never given up the search, nor abandoned hope.

Countless years pass, perhaps blessed by some mysterious destiny, or maybe the power left by the First Generation King finally meets a compatible Soul in its silent wait.

Three scientists, struggling to survive on the edge of the wasteland but possessing tremendous knowledge and tenacious will, experience a turning point in fate while exploring a ruin of an ancient research facility uncovered by a sandstorm.

Deep within the shelter, a sealed box, preserved with special alloy and impressively intact despite the erosion of time, contains a stack of ancient notes radiating a faint energy wave!

The writing on the notes is unlike any known language at the time, composed of pure spiritual patterns and symbols, theoretically undecipherable.

Yet the three scientists, through profound knowledge and intuition, spend countless years of effort, as if deciphering a hieroglyphic script, finally uncover the earth-shattering secrets within.

About the essence of Soul, the root of that world-overturning power!

The Soul is essentially a higher-dimensional existence, and human consciousness is the projection of the Soul.

The mind determines matter; people can use their consciousness to change the world, making it develop in the direction they wish. In the past, humans did exactly this...

They feared physical death, so they developed Biotechnology to extend life; feared hunger, so they forcibly modified the genes of plants and animals to boost their reproductive ability.

But these changes are just the most basic usage of Soul consciousness.

If one could truly touch that higher-dimensional existence, making full use of Soul Power, then the real world would be like a mud figure, malleable and moldable at will.

This is the power of the Soul, the treasure the First Generation King left to humanity.

His intention was simple — the difficulty of mastering Soul Power is not related to the size of authority, nor is it greatly linked to wealth; as long as one is willing to practice, even a Mortal has the chance to gain Extraordinary power.

This is true equality.

However... after a brief euphoria, the three scientists also felt regret.

Because the notes are incomplete, their most crucial core part—on how to fully harness Soul Power—is missing, just as the First Generation King himself has disappeared.

No matter how the three deduced and experimented, they could not realize that ultimate power.

The non-forced attempt results in mild cases of mental collapse, severe in causing widespread energy backlash.