I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 551 - 41: Mechanical Immortal Spirit Root? The Super Pseudo-human’s Despair

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Chapter 551: Chapter 41: Mechanical Immortal Spirit Root? The Super Pseudo-human’s Despair

Ning Zheng briefly glanced at the principles.

The principle of any Sealing Technique is the root tendrils of the Three Flowers sealing!

In the theory of the cultivation system, the round human brain is a flower pot with dense and intricate root tendrils of the Three Flowers, upon which an Essence, Qi, and Spirit Three Flowers grow.

And the Sea of Consciousness Sealing Technique seals precisely those root tendrils!

Tangle and encrypt the brain’s dense root tendrils of the Three Flowers!

It’s like a combination lock; if the instruction is entered wrong, the Three Flowers instantly explode!

Death and obliteration.

But if a clan descendent falls to the point of having their memory probed, then self-explosion becomes a good thing.

Generally, this type of lock is impossible to crack.

But just like a combination lock, there are many root network nodes, with billions of combinations... guessing correctly in one go is practically impossible.

"But it seems... I’m lucky, I can guess correctly?"

"Does this mean that any encryption of a Holy Land is utterly useless in my eyes?"

Ning Zheng felt like he had discovered a new continent.

If he’s lucky, he can directly break open the secrets of a High Tier cultivator’s brain and read their family’s inheritance and cultivation techniques.

"But it should be quite costly."

Ning Zheng pondered a bit:

"Previously, the Human God’s lock was also similar, a puppet formed by dense maze-like lines of meridians inside... billions of combinations."

"I’m equivalent to 1 Qi Fortune Value, testing 1 line through trial and error, using exhaustively billions of Qi Fortune Values to crack billions of combinations."

"If it’s the inheritance of a High Tier Holy Land, it’s probably also billions of combinations, requiring billions of Qi Fortune Values!"

Ning Zheng felt he could crack it, but the cost was too high.

Do something better with those billions of Qi Fortune Values, right?

Of course, it might be very worthwhile in special circumstances.

Like that Human God puppet lock... just billions of Qi Fortune Values could ruin a Human God’s life’s work, making him doubt his life instantly!

Bewildered, mumbling incredulously, "Can love really win?"

Ning Zheng picked yet another round, finding these low-level locks all very similar, with encryption levels not being high.

Looking around, based on the Qi Fortune Value’s display, he chose the [Highlights Lock].

Why does the Qi Fortune Value think this is the best opportunity?

Ning Zheng used his brain to think and guessed a bit.

Because this cultivation technique focuses on encrypting the brain’s meridians.

Thinking of the brain’s meridians...

Ning Zheng instinctively remembered the super line-type pseudo-person in the laboratory, using threads to construct a super brain, for accelerated thinking.

This brain... it feels quite similar!

This thing might suit that line-type pseudo-person better.

Rearrange his body’s threads according to this [Highlights Lock] to form brain circuits, a tangible 3D holographic model, then simulate... perhaps saving on Qi Fortune Values.

"A day has passed, might as well see what changes that guy has now."

Ning Zheng took the cultivation technique of the Highlights Lock, memorized it silently, then left Princess Xin’e.

Speaking of a hundred years passing, Princess Xin’e is now also in the Three Flowers Great Perfection Realm, which is not too slow.

But for Ning Zheng, it’s still not quite enough to watch.

Unless she awakens to become a Ghost King... only then can she keep up with his cultivation speed and truly become part of his inner circle.

However, now he is short on Qi Fortune Value, with quite a few waiting to awaken in his inner circle, so they must queue up.

...

...

Pseudo-human Synthesis Laboratory.

In a sealed room, several little blacksmiths were still sitting cross-legged.

The entire room is completely sealed, and those who entered didn’t plan to leave alive. Enough food for half a year was left here.

At this time.

Several little blacksmiths were gesturing passionately, chattering.

"Yes, yes, just like that."

"You with this super long thread, simulating fuzzy kites and fuzzy doggies... that’s too childish. Those are for child pseudo-humans; grown-up pseudo-humans simulate redstone circuits! All sorts of electronic components!"

The pseudo-person was silent, not wanting to speak, exhausted.

But the blacksmiths kept talking non-stop, instilling ideas, much like parents with high hopes for their children:

"Yes, yes, you should detach from low-level interests, become computers, televisions..."

They chattered on.

"..."

The super pseudo-person was entirely numb.

Save the child.

Since yesterday, they’ve been talking about "My World," mentioning a new version release, treating him like some redstone circuit...

And he endured the greatest torment of his life.

"Yes, 0, 1, 0, 1, yes, that’s how computers are designed."

"Your brain is amazing; it’s already chip-worthy!"

"Read our Outer Heaven Heavenly Demon’s ’Computer Programming from Beginner to Expert.’"

"Hmm, last time, you made a basic computer host already; it can play Snake. Now, you have to step up!"

"Yes, this afternoon, we must play Tetris, or else... hehe, you won’t want to know the consequences!!"

"Pseudo-human student, you must learn well, understand? This brain structure, simulate it with your threads, an eighteen-core super nano-chip!"

...

Ning Zheng arrived with a face full of black lines.

What are these people doing?

What kind of epic torture is this?

Nearby, the Medical Fairy unknowingly emerged from the tunnel beside them, rushing from other film sets. She put on her white coat and adjusted her black-framed glasses, speaking seriously:

"In our hometown, there’s something called a redstone circuit!"

"Some talented people can use these crude redstone circuits to build powerful things called computers!"

"Now here too, they’re trying to make games within games, and have achieved initial results!"

They were all very excited.

The entire estate’s management branch showcased a new mechanical tech tree, which was really about farming, about simulation management!

The super pseudo-person, previously seeing how high his intellect was and how quickly he absorbed knowledge, even using endless threads to mimic the brain for thought.

This was clearly a hint from the planners for us!

This line... could it be just an ordinary line?

Absolutely not!

It could only be...

Electric wire!!!

Each of these wires had signal pulses; how could that be?

The planners’ hint was so obvious, they understood.

Given that the opponent discovered they were a group of Outer Heaven Heavenly Demon players, directly scheduling a course on electronic computers!

So this scene appeared before them.

Ning Zheng stared in surprise, eventually sighing, "You all really are talented."

"Not too bad." The Medical Fairy blushed.

This line-type pseudo-person has just been born; the child’s worldview must be shaped from a young age... we must teach them that computer language is the true path of this world!

In the future, who needs Human God spiritual roots?

Only computer spiritual roots!

Computer spiritual roots, cultivating is Mechanical Ascension.

In the future, you’ll be the pioneer of the mechanical pseudo-humans! Cyber Immortal Cultivation won’t go without you.

Ning Zheng sighed, taking out his jade scroll infused with a cultivation technique:

"Give this technique to it, simulate the intricate neuron paths and structures inside, and replicate... I’ll check tomorrow."

Ning Zheng planned to test the brain 3D model constructed by the pseudo-human with +Qi Fortune Value deductions.

The Medical Fairy: "..."

You still call us talents.

You, as the elder steward, are truly the pillar of our estate.

Inside the glass dome.

Several little blacksmiths heard the elder steward’s instructions, patting the pseudo-person’s shoulder, "Work hard, learn this lock too... if you perform well, you could become the estate’s pet project, with a chance of survival!"

The line-type pseudo-person had not finished with that complex computer chip circuit, now had to look at this new maze circuitry of neural locks to replicate...

It felt overwhelmed.

It wanted to cry so much.

It was immensely regretful, wondering why it had to show such high intelligence at the time, transforming into a thread brain to absorb the host’s memory...

Is its future to remain so dim and dismal?

How hateful, these brutal, twisted, psychotic mad Outer Heaven Heavenly Demons, driv it crazy.