Facing the Apocalypse with My Other Selves-Chapter 102 - 87: This Is the Mighty Power of an Immortal!

Chapter 102: Chapter 87: This Is the Mighty Power of an Immortal!

The loss of Gray Mist resources was trivial.

These people were his subjects, the foundation for the revival and even new advancement of the entire civilization!

In comparison, what’s the use of being number one under heaven?

Once he gradually converts the vast underground Earth Evil Power into gentle Primordial Energy, the entire civilization’s Martial Arts development could reach unprecedented heights!

By then, even if the legends of Martial Arts Myth return, it wouldn’t matter.

This person truly deserves death!

However, given the situation, the next steps must be handled properly.

Martial Artist Shen Yu actually lacked much experience and skill in establishing order and conducting management in scenarios like this.

But the AI did.

The AI swiftly enacted a series of management policies, all issued directly by Martial Artist Shen Yu; the first step was to identify all management personnel of this city again.

This included the Elders, disciples, and even guards, all of whom were brought onto the Immortal Ship, now kneeling anxiously and uneasily before Martial Artist Shen Yu.

Genuinely terrified.

If one were to judge by their attitude toward Xu Yuan three days prior, every single one could be sentenced for "defying imperial orders," and it wouldn’t be excessive.

Even the senior brother and second senior sister who were severely injured by a palm from Sun and Moon Venerable today due to their words of advice, were carried up as well.

Pale as paper and coughing blood incessantly, they still struggled to rise and knelt on the ground.

"The two of you are credited with offering honest advice," Martial Artist Shen Yu glanced at both and extended his hand, tapping lightly.

In a flash, the frail aura enveloping the two began to recover at a rate visible to the naked eye!

Their ghastly pale faces quickly regained a healthy flush.

Even they themselves were in disbelief.

The others around them stared with wide eyes.

In a panic, they knelt once more.

This is an Immortal!

No matter how many times they witnessed it, it remained unimaginable.

The pair hastily knelt down again.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Now, you two are appointed as Acting City Lords," Martial Artist Shen Yu was blunt, moving straight to the point. "I need a subterranean palace built here in one day to accommodate forty million people, bringing all survivors from Sun and Moon City and surrounding areas inside. You will be assigned three small Immortal Ships. Specific directives will follow continuously, but there is only one order—casualties must not exceed ten thousand."

"Yes, sir!" both responded in unison, their eyes gleaming with unprecedented brightness.

Yet, neither of them understood.

Ten thousand—this number was not given arbitrarily, but calculated by the AI. Achievable, but challenging.

Martial Artist Shen Yu would maintain ongoing surveillance.

If the duo’s capabilities fell seriously short of requirements, replacements would be immediate.

As the controlled population grew, Martial Artist Shen Yu needed to rapidly screen candidates for his imperial administration.

The current underground city construction and population gathering task were just right for screening.

After giving all instructions, Martial Artist Shen Yu left behind only construction robots—no other humans—and departed with the Immortal Ship to the next location.

His time was indeed extremely tight now.

Going by the standard of forty million people per underground palace, he would have to select roughly twenty locations to build twenty subterranean refuge cities!

Moreover, not all sites coincidentally housed forty million people as in Sun and Moon City.

Many places suitable for building underground shelters were completely uninhabited.

Considerable time would still be spent searching for and relocating populations.

And figures like Sun and Moon Venerable were actually not uncommon.

Especially lone wanderers.

These individuals lacked factions, indifferent to the life and death of others, even pure ascetics who pursued only Martial Arts.

For such people, Martial Artist Shen Yu took the approach of displaying Sun and Moon Venerable’s body; any further defiance would be eliminated in a single strike.

These masters clearly had yet to realize that their Power would soon be inconsequential.

The Immortal’s title thus spread throughout the world alongside the rapidly escalating Heavenly Calamity.

The empire’s establishment proceeded at a pace far beyond any in history.

In most places, citizens bowed immediately as soon as the spaceship landed.

Some even ecstatically.

Yet even so, Martial Artist Shen Yu still spent an entire day and night before officially commencing construction of these twenty underground cities!

Only then could he relax a little, delegating the search and transportation of people to others.

Meanwhile, unprecedented volumes of Gray Mist began surging continuously within the Gray Mist Space.

Two days later, the three Shen Yu of the Association convened once more.

"This is truly a massive windfall," Shen Yu remarked, awed by the omnipresent, overwhelmingly thick Gray Mist.

A total of 1.5 billion!

Gray Mist in the Association seemed to have skyrocketed overnight.

"There could have been even more," Martial Artist Shen Yu, back in Gray Mist Space, looked decidedly unhappy. "Based on current estimates, we can save at most 730 million people."

That was over a hundred million fewer than the population detected two days prior!

A hundred million lives.

Compared to the initial population count, the deaths were countless.

Vast as the civilization was, now scarcely half survived.

This was doomsday!

Shen Yu and interstellar world Shen Yu fell silent.

The Martial Arts World’s apocalypse was the easiest of the three to handle, yet still resulted in massive losses.

This wasn’t just numbers; behind each was endless pain and despair.

"Look on the bright side," Shen Yu finally spoke. "These seven hundred million have come together under unified order. The power they can generate may well surpass that of the original two billion. Civilization will quickly recover, grow stronger, and, even if worse crises arise, there is no longer any fear."

"Exactly," Martial Artist Shen Yu nodded gravely. "We still don’t know what changes lie ahead. Things may only stabilize once the Great Sun fully extinguishes. For now, I’ll begin assembly of the Earth Evil Power conversion Grand Array."

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but feel the sting.

The earliest underground refuge cities were already nearing completion.

Martial Artist Shen Yu inspected them.

For the rest, things were manageable: with the large-scale nuclear fusion energy provided by the interstellar civilization, underground temperature was no concern, and the lighting could even match daylight on the surface.

However, the Earth Evil Power was indeed extremely dense.

Most commoners had only just begun cultivation, and simply could not survive long amid such concentration of Earth Evil Power.

Construction of the Grand Array was imperative, and delays were impossible.

This meant massive consumption of Gray Mist resources.

Yet once Earth Evil Power is converted to gentle Primordial Energy, these underground palaces would immediately become Martial Arts Holy Lands!

Combined with Worm Flesh, and continuously improving Martial Arts Techniques from the interstellar civilization, the pace of Martial Arts training would far exceed before.

Besides, even in the imperial era, such masses never cultivated on this scale.

Most powers merely picked random children for Bone Testing within their territory.

No systematic screening was ever done before.

It can be foreseen that among these seven hundred million, all kinds of geniuses will emerge one after another!

Former prodigies and strong practitioners will keep breaking through!

This Gray Mist was well spent!

"If it’s not enough, we can borrow from the share remitted to the Association," Shen Yu added. "Very little is left in reserve. Building the Association can wait—all Gray Mist must first serve as emergency reserves for contingencies."

Shen Yu had some ideas about Association construction.

But as he said, it’s hardly the most urgent issue.

Hundreds of millions of Gray Mist sound like a lot, but it burns quickly.