Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam
Chapter 1023 - 237: Red Pill or Blue Pill?
Time was ticking away second by second. Ethan tried his best to relay the complete dialogue between him and Super Little Lintong, as well as his understanding related to the Holy City through Bazarian, the Old Gods, and everything else, to Lintong.
He was quite concerned about Super Little Lintong's nickname "Fool Lintong," because in his eyes, Lintong was not foolish at all. Lintong could always see through his little tricks. He found it hard to imagine how smart Lintong would be if he used the antidote for the Omega Blocker and returned to the "First Seat" state.
"At least it's much more reasonable than the version of events you found in the underground shelter."
Lintong remarked as he gazed at the amber-colored medication.
The sky outside had already begun to lighten, a rare thing happened as the two of them talked calmly in the hotel room all night. Since the end of Julius's rule, there were rarely events that required them to sit down and have a serious discussion like this.
Little Dark and Bazatous found new card-playing friends. To celebrate Mayor Mary's landslide victory in the election, they decided to spend the entire night playing bridge somewhere.
It was said that Sariman also went, strongly urged by Little Dark.
"But what you've heard may not necessarily be the truth."
Lintong said.
"Do you think Super Little Lintong was lying?"
"No." Lintong shook his head, "Even if I created them, it doesn't mean I would tell them everything I know."
For example, the explanation Super Little Lintong gave for crossing over into this world at any cost.
Super Little Lintong thought it aligned with the reckless personality of the First Seat. For a scientific hypothesis, she was willing to risk her life without hesitation, fitting her persona of a mad scientist—after all, how normal can a scholar who created the Messiah be?
"This is far from as easy as a virtual game, the consequences of crossing through time and spatial planes are not as simple as 'memory loss,' that's just one of the least significant outcomes, even for me."
Lintong said, "You should have seen the records by the Guild Investigators, the results of spatial plane transfers without precise coordinates can be disastrous."
This kind of dangerous behavior is strictly forbidden by the Guild for a reason.
Some investigators appeared on the Death Star, which could either be a planet with conditions too harsh for any life to survive, or one highly corrupted by some Old God's power, where in a moment of "landing," they are enough to be overwhelmed by corrupt entities, or become one themselves.
Even foundational members of the guild like the King of Gold cannot directly counteract the consciousness of the Old Gods, they would perish on the Death Star without leaving any useful information.
"These planes exist in reality, while the illusory dreamscape—the white light sphere you see named as the navigation coordinate—this technology brought by the God of Truth allows for interplanetary transfer... but the prerequisite is that someone must have reached there before."
For the exploration of this plane, she was akin to the one eating crabs for the first time.
The information provided by the God of Truth concerning this plane was halted at the early stages of the First Epoch. Afterwards, the large white light sphere moved elsewhere to begin another promotion-related research project.
"This means there must be some reason compelling me to leave the Holy City."
Lintong suddenly changed the subject, asking, "What do you think of the Paradise Society created by Messiah?"
There is no doubt that the happiness index of Holy City's inhabitants is significantly higher than that of people in this world.
Even the current empire is only developing in a positive direction, far from achieving universal happiness in the truest sense.
Even if the empire ultimately makes the transition from medieval to modern civilization as Ethan hopes, and even if they can greatly shorten the cycle of scientific and technological breakthroughs through certain measures, those problems will remain unchanged, or even intensify.
"Imagine if today's empire has transitioned into the Holy City, possessing countless unimaginable technologies, and is capable of interstellar transfer and colonization, do you think the issues at Oasis City would vanish?"
Seeing Ethan falling into contemplation, Lintong continued the topic, "The answer is no, the only thing that changes is what people call the 'Royal Family,' by then the Henry Royal Family would become one of the ancient families controlling the Holy City. These families would use the technologies at their disposal to consolidate their positions, even if one of their members were as enlightened as Ave, the most she could change would be the places she can see."
Currently, with the influence of the new cabinet, the major cities of the empire are all developing in a positive direction. This has already left Ave mentally and physically exhausted—since becoming the prime minister of the new cabinet, she hasn't left the Imperial Capital for a long time. It's said her daily sleep has reduced to less than six hours, with countless tasks awaiting her every time she opens her eyes.
"Ave is still young now, at the peak of her energy, but in another five years, she might need a private medical team assembled by the Priests of Life Divine Teachings to rejuvenate her spirit. If she's a bit older, she'll need to take medication long-term, which will place a tremendous burden on her body."
"As her friend, at that time you would advise her to leave the high-pressure work environment. I believe Ave would find a suitable successor, but regardless of insight or personal ideas, that person cannot do what Ave does."