Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 219 - 138: The Nature of the Hunting War_3

Dr. Chen smiled and said, "Later, our staff will call out some names. Those who are called, please follow and leave with them."

"I'll give everyone a brief introduction to the process of the competition—"

"This competition is divided into hunting and exploration. For each exploration recognized by the system, the points earned range from 1 to 10. Defeating a Martial Artist, however, will give you 10 points and all the points accumulated by the defeated opponent."

"A very simple arrangement for the event. I wish everyone fun and enjoyment in the battle."

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Dr. Chen, is this really a virtual world?"

"Yes, if it is exploration, what exactly are we supposed to explore?"

Dr. Chen looked around the crowd with a smile that held deep meaning, "Real or not, you'll find out later. I can only remind everyone to try to survive longer in there."

This answer obviously did not satisfy everyone, but they could all confirm some of their guesses from this reply.

Subsequently, the Martial Artists present were taken into the depths of White Jade City in batches.

Jing Qiu was among them.

It was still a device similar to the Mind Cabin. Under the guidance of the staff, Jing Qiu laid down inside.

Slowly closed his eyes.

An invisible Spiritual Wave suddenly spread over him. It was so profound and vast, like an endless sea. In front of it, Jing Qiu's spirit seemed as trivial as a bowl of water.

The Spiritual Wave caressed his brow, and faint, gentle, and warm humming could be heard beside his ear, striking a chord in his heart, bringing an indescribable sense of peace, like a child nestling in its mother's arms and listening to a lullaby...

In that moment.

Jing Qiu seemed to have entered a dream.

In the last moment of sinking, he suddenly opened his eyes.

In a fleeting glance.

He saw a blurry colossal figure with a human head and serpent body, wearing an imperial crown and clad in a black cloak, with a huge serpentine tail dragging on the ground. Its face was indistinct, wavering like water clouds.

And in the palm of that figure, countless grand and winding galaxies circulated according to Circulation, and countless planes and dreamlike bubbles rotated and burst, with worlds being created and destroyed in a single point...

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"Coordinates locked..."

"Beginning the Descent Projection!"

"Underway..."

"Current fails at 0, successes at 113, Descent Projection completed!"

"Retrieving the return preservation mechanism."

"Retrieval complete, confirmed as accurate!"

"Request confirmation from the Divine Lord?"

"Review complete, no unexpected events occurred!"

"Very good." Dr. Chen's expression turned serious, and he turned his head to look at the projection of a Federation high-ranking official, nodding, "Minister Chen, this experiment has preliminarily been a Perfect success."

The middle-aged man in the projection wore a military uniform. Looking at his rank, it was clear he was a General of the Federation, who said gravely:

"Dr. Chen, in what capacity will they descend this time, and if something goes wrong, will it affect their real bodies?"

Dr. Chen calmly replied, "They descend as a projection of their spirits, connected through the core divine authority of Hel. Theoretically, there is a synchronous influence on both sides. For example, the progress in their cultivation over there can directly reflect back to their physical bodies in this world."

"And if they die over there, doesn't that mean it will synchronously affect the real body?"

"That's why we have set up a special return preservation mechanism, which will pull them back to this place beforehand if they are determined to be in a certain death situation."

The General's gaze flashed and he demanded, "Can this mode of descent be widely adopted across our military forces?"

Dr. Chen shook his head, "No, it's too expensive."

He seemed to feel that this statement wasn't convincing enough and added, "Extremely expensive."

Just three simple words silenced the General.

The General suddenly asked, "To what level of Martial Artist can this projection plan be temporarily extended?"

"It depends on our control over Hel," Dr. Chen spoke gravely, "Currently, it can only cover Martial Artists up to the True Seed Realm. We estimate if we could fully control Hel's core, we might be able to extend it to Heart Image!"

The General looked invigorated.

Heart Image Warriors were strong enough to defend a region even in Nine States. If they could "use" without fear of "wear and tear," this would greatly facilitate the Federation's efforts to conquer Nine States!

Dr. Chen did not continue to explain to the General how inconceivable it would be to take control of Hel's core.

People always need to have hope, it is only with hope that the Ministry of Defense's funds for research and development would continue to flow into the research institute's accounts...

Reporting ended.

Dr. Chen issued orders to follow up on the projection experiment, ensuring the entry of every piece of data.

Afterwards, he went to another conference room.

Hundreds of virtual projections stood in the conference room, each featuring a Martial Artist who had randomly descended into remnants.

Representatives from official Federation agencies had already arrived here, ready to give a comprehensive score to this batch of participants.

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Atop a peak.

Jing Qiu, with a knife in hand, stepped onto the edge of a cliff. The sunlight was fierce, and the wind on the mountain summit was fresh with a chilling bite.

He took a deep breath, his clothes rustling, the knife in his hand still Green Master.

In the distance, the range of mountains rose and fell unpredictably, much like ancient serpents lying dormant. The most striking feature was a series of huge, white spines, each hundreds of meters tall, piercing the sky and entering the clouds, taller than the peak Jing Qiu stood upon.

Looking from afar, they resembled a line of high masts.

What creature left these behind?

Is this the world beyond the wilderness?

Suddenly.

A line of text popped up before Jing Qiu's eyes,

[You have witnessed part of the remains of a Void Giant Beast.]

His expression was odd.

What exactly does the Federation see this Descent as, a game?