Chapter 127: Bestowing Wisdom Upon Domains

Chapter 127: Bestowing Wisdom Upon Domains

"If I'm not mistaken, you're worried that the Wisdom Goddess might grant wisdom to the production lines, enabling them to self-replicate or even evolve, right?"

Yu Sheng'an released his control over the mech and turned to smile at Aphnora, who was sitting beside him.

Honestly, the closer he got, the more he realized how strikingly beautiful this girl was.

"Isn't that a valid concern?"

Aphnora's clear, watery eyes reflected Yu Sheng'an's figure.

"If everything the Wisdom Goddess granted wisdom to could self-evolve, then sand would have already evolved into computer chips, carriages would have turned into Lamborghinis, and rocks might not have become nuclear weapons, but they’d at least have stuffed themselves with radioactive materials," Yu Sheng'an teased with a smirk.

"Computer chips? Lamborghinis?"

Aphnora looked utterly bewildered. This guy always spouted the strangest words.

"That’s not the point. To put it simply, how many years have dwarven firearms existed? If she values firearms so much, why hasn’t she ever granted them wisdom to explain their own manufacturing process? Or better yet, why not give a hammer wisdom and say, 'Hey, you’re a grown-up hammer now, you should learn to forge firearms by yourself!'"

Yu Sheng'an’s tone was dripping with sarcasm.

His reasoning was just that straightforward.

If he actually consulted the Prophecy Godhood, the thing would only tell him the probability of the Wisdom Goddess cracking the production line—some percentage chance of success, some percentage chance of failure, and so on.

That was complete nonsense!

No matter how small the probability, if something happens, it becomes 100%.

Reality is always more absurd than mathematical models.

Using mathematical models to predict an opponent’s behavior was suicidal.

Sure, you might succeed ten thousand times, but that ten-thousand-and-first failure could ruin you completely, leaving you with nothing—not even a grave.

In Yu Sheng'an’s view, the Prophecy Godhood was best suited for scientific research.

Aphnora’s eyes brightened.

"So, you’re saying her Wisdom Godhood has nothing to do with actual wisdom?"

"Congratulations, you got it! Here, a little red flower as your reward!"

With a flip of his hand, Yu Sheng'an presented a crimson blossom.

Aphnora accepted it with an exasperated smile, feeling like she was being treated like a little girl.

"Still, even if that’s the case, the fact that the Wisdom Goddess can instantly transform an entire forest into an army of treants suggests her authority does allow her to bestow some form of wisdom upon creations."

"But what is wisdom? The definition is too abstract—intelligence, knowledge, memory, experience, worldview, culture, synesthesia… too many factors shape it."

"However, I believe the most fundamental component of wisdom must be memory. The knowledge, experiences, successes, and failures stored within memory form the framework of wisdom."

"Most of the Wisdom Legion she transforms—aside from a few intelligent magical beasts—are inanimate objects without even memory organs. And you’re telling me they possess wisdom? I don’t buy it. That’s neither scientific nor magical."

"So, if I had to guess, she probably infuses her creations with basic memories, much like the dragon bloodline inheritance. That’s likely the real reason her Wisdom Legion can mobilize so quickly."

Yu Sheng'an spoke with confidence.

There was one thing he didn’t mention, though.

That is, even if life possesses wisdom, it does not necessarily mean it can control or understand itself.

Humans are considered the most intelligent beings in the multiverse, but do they understand the workings of every organ in their bodies?

Obviously not—that requires later study and learning.

Moreover, even a Martial God who has cultivated to the pinnacle cannot control their own hormone secretion, let alone fully master their organs or even cells.

Even when gods create divine projections, it is based on an "instinctive" ability rather than an understanding of the principles of flesh and blood.

So, expecting a production line to evolve on its own is utterly absurd.

If the Wisdom Goddess truly had that ability, why would anyone else stand a chance? She’d have unified the multiverse long ago.

Aphnora’s eyes gleamed as she looked at Yu Sheng’an. "Hearing you say this, the Wisdom Goddess doesn’t seem so terrifying after all."

Yu Sheng’an shook his head. "We can despise the enemy strategically, but tactically, we must still take her seriously. The Wisdom Godhood is actually quite fearsome."

"On a small scale, if she granted intelligence to our limbs, wouldn’t we be torn apart in an instant? On a larger scale, if she bestowed wisdom upon an entire domain, the whole world would become our enemy."

Yu Sheng’an’s wild speculation sent a chill down Aphnora’s spine, her body breaking out in cold sweat.

"Could the Wisdom Goddess be secretly accumulating Source Essence, planning to transform an entire domain into sentient beings?"

"Why wouldn’t she?" Yu Sheng’an countered.

In an instant, a wave of icy dread surged from Aphnora’s back to her mind.

If the Wisdom Goddess had indeed been preparing for this, it would be utterly horrifying.

Small and medium-sized domains would be one thing, but if she succeeded in converting a Primary Domain into a sentient being, she would ascend to the ranks of the top-tier gods!

From then on, she could attack at will or defend with ease.

"Grow stronger as quickly as possible. Those obscure gods might just be brewing something big in silence."

Yu Sheng’an sighed with emotion.

Regarding the Wisdom Godhood, he had another speculation he hadn’t voiced.

That is, the Wisdom Godhood could easily control mother insects like ant queens.

If the Wisdom Goddess could cultivate a sufficiently powerful and obedient Insect Race, the title of the multiverse’s finest warring species might soon shift from the beastmen’s grasp.

Fortunately, there’s no sign yet of the Wisdom Goddess raising an Insect Race army.

Is it because she hasn’t realized their terrifying potential?

Or is it too difficult to selectively breed a truly superior Insect Race?

Or perhaps, simply because her feminine nature makes her dislike insects?

Any of these are possible.

But one possibility must not be ignored:

The Wisdom Goddess might already be secretly nurturing an Insect Race army, keeping it as a trump card hidden up her sleeve.

It must be admitted—there are no weak Godhoods, only unskilled wielders.

Any Godhood, when wielded masterfully, can unleash power that shakes the world.

"Have the Five Great Righteous Gods made any new moves recently?" Yu Sheng’an changed the subject.

Though he was also monitoring them, as a newly ascended god, his network of informants still paled in comparison to Aphnora and other veteran deities.

"No major actions, but some minor ones."

Aphnora carefully recounted the updates.

"The God of War has not yet attacked Sparda. Recently, he has been drawing troops from other domains, though sparingly. It seems the battlefronts elsewhere are also strained."

"The God of Death, God of Life, and Earth Mother Goddess appear to have decided to abandon the Belen Cathedral. They are consolidating their defenses and reorganizing their rear."

"Only the God of the Sea remains active, relentlessly assaulting the Plen coastline. I believe he’s buying time for his allies."

"However, the Plen Union Kingdom isn’t foolish either. They’ve essentially given up their coastal lands and are relocating their population to the Belen Plain."

Yu Sheng'an nodded.

The Five Great Righteous Gods’ reaction was hardly surprising.

After all, the psychological warfare he had unleashed upon their preaching zones was insidiously destructive.

First, the Fourth Calamity had severely damaged their morale. Warriors had lost the will to Conquer the Four Directions, fearing another attack on their rear.

Second, Scattering Paper into Soldiers had exposed countless civilians in the Five Great Righteous Gods’ preaching zones to the internet.

Though limited by literacy rates, the Propaganda Leaflets hadn’t significantly shaken the foundation of their rule.

Still, it was deeply unsettling.

The internet’s accessibility—requiring only the chanting of a prayer—made its spread terrifyingly efficient.

Curiosity alone would drive some to log in.

Moreover, not all nobles and intellectuals were staunch supporters of the Five Great Righteous Gods.

People had their own agendas. Secretly accessing the internet to study magic was only natural.

Thus, scattered users had already emerged in the Five Great Righteous Gods’ preaching zones. In some places, dozens—even hundreds—had gathered.

Now, the Five Great Righteous Gods were purging their rear, burning Propaganda Leaflets and cleansing internet users.

Little did they know, in Yu Sheng'an’s eyes, their crackdown would only cost them more hearts and minds.

First, their actions amounted to free advertising for the internet.

Without their interference, many illiterate commoners would never have known about it.

But now, thanks to their purge, everyone knew.

No matter how terrifyingly they portrayed it, some would still seek the internet—whether out of hatred, vengeance, or ambition—to grasp power.

Second, the purge bred resentment.

Many in the preaching zones had stumbled upon the internet unintentionally, harboring no rebellious intent. Yet they were punished all the same.

Once such hatred took root, no divine power could erase it.

Especially when they had the Internet God to turn to.

In truth, Yu Sheng'an was already making targeted arrangements.

In this world of overwhelming disparity, the strength of the common folk might seem insignificant. But at the critical moment, it could be the straw that broke the camel’s back.

"Arrange a meeting with the Plen Three Gods for me," Yu Sheng'an said.

"Oh? What for?"

"Just a business deal."

"What kind of business?"

"Weapons."