Wasteland: My Items Can Be Infinitely Upgraded-Chapter 463 - 230: Dawn of All Gods, Manipulators of History_2

Chapter 463: Chapter 230: Dawn of All Gods, Manipulators of History_2

But the premise is that such a pattern or truth can bring benefits to oneself or the group, or provide a better understanding of the world.

And if this discovery is itself some kind of evil conspiracy, or, for example, brings disaster...

Then what it brings to the discoverer is not the satisfaction of joyful harvest, but the chilling fear in their heart.

At this moment, Lin Feng was caught in the constant intertwining of these two feelings.

Because by analyzing the history of several thousand years from the Old Calendar, he saw continuous threads interwoven and ultimately sparking various major events.

Like an invisible net shrouded over everyone’s heads in that era.

Lin Feng once didn’t think much of it, after all, human life is limited, and no one can predict things a hundred years later, so the development of history is determined by the people of the time.

This is also the objective reason why the materialist view of history is valid.

The times create heroes, and everything is the result of the development of the situation and social evolution.

But what if someone could live to be two hundred, five hundred, or even a thousand years old?

In such an extended time, these powerful and experienced beings would inevitably manipulate the situation around and even the whole world.

Guiding living beings toward the end they have set.

And if this could really be achieved, then the current Wasteland Era, as well as the human purgatory of the Old Calendar, all trace back to the Evolution Alliance of the past.

A top force composed of a group of Tier Three Kings.

Representing the supreme existence of Earth.

And the will of all life forms.

When thinking of this, Lin Feng’s pupils slightly contracted, and his thoughts and consciousness had detached from the book, wholeheartedly speculating on the notions in his mind.

If all of the above is true, then from the end of the Old Era, the extinction crisis triggered by the solar helium flash, to the scorching sun apocalypse enveloped by the Three Days in the Sky in the Old Calendar...

All of it might very well be the work of the Evolution Alliance, who are pushing everything behind the scenes to achieve their desired result.

And this result is obviously to break through the limits of evolution and become an eternal being.

Which is what is happening in the millennium of the Old Calendar.

The Battle of Shenli, the Dawn of the Gods...

And the War of the Gods that lasted five hundred years!

Thinking of this, Lin Feng took a deep breath, and his whole body immediately had goosebumps.

Because if his speculation is valid, then obviously a series of subsequent events, including the entire history, might be the plan of some entity or organization.

They manipulate the fate of humanity and even Earth.

The greatest possibility is what Zong Shiyue mentioned, the batch at that time in the Evolution Alliance, who first reached the end of evolution, the Late-stage Tier Three Celestial Kings.

Zong Shiyue was originally one of them, but due to limited power, he could only become an external existence, equivalent to being a pawn for them to manipulate the situation.

Unfortunately, later Zong Shiyue also reached that point, gradually transforming into a God above Tier Three.

But when the gods had already completed the transformation, they naturally wouldn’t tolerate newcomers dividing their privileges and living space.

So they designed to destroy Zong Shiyue’s road to divinity.

And when the gods allowed the Desert Wolf Race to rampantly siege and massacre settlements in the Wasteland, it was likely a deliberate indulgence, to let the Wolf King grow to the upper limit of Tier Three, being able to undertake the heavy responsibility of polluting the Divine Road.

Lin Feng suddenly felt a bit sympathetic towards Zong Shiyue, who fought and struggled hard to become a ruler in the Old Earth Era and lurked for thousands of years, just to break through the limits of evolution...

But in the end, just one step short of success, he was set up by the gods, all efforts in vain.

After mourning for Zong Shiyue for a second, Lin Feng quickly collected his thoughts and refocused on the Holy Spring Scripture in his hands and the Master of the Holy Spring.

If everything behind the scenes had human intervention, then the Master of the Holy Spring either was one of them, or he was an anomaly in the plan.

Unfortunately, the current Holy Spring Scripture is the revised seventh edition, and the introduction to the Master of the Holy Spring in the first Chapter, especially the origin Chapter, uses extremely concise wording and intentionally skips over this critically important past.

For the first time, Lin Feng turned the pages of the Holy Spring Scripture back to the very first page, searching for traces of the Master of the Holy Spring.

He confirmed once again that it only introduced that the Master was born, awakening from an underground shelter in Zhuma City.

After the underground shelter could no longer recycle due to water source issues, the survivors came to the surface and lived in the remains of the underground sewers of Zhuma City to avoid the scorching sun.

At that time, the Master of the Holy Spring was recorded as just a teenager, not yet an adult.

Lin Feng did not believe such a statement.

In relation to later major events, such an image would more likely gain the trust of the Deserters because the survivors coming out of the shelter believed the new generation was more adapted to the post-apocalyptic Wasteland.

Able to lead them to survive.

In fact, the Master of the Holy Spring did succeed, at first, his superpower could only simply control flowing liquids and perceive the presence of nearby water sources.

The former was not a very powerful superpower, at least in the first stage of awakening, at most it could control the flow of blood in oneself or reduce sweating.

But the latter passive ability made the Master of the Holy Spring, in everyone’s eyes, a veritable savior, a chosen one...

In that barbaric and turbulent era, everyone explored the surface desert as cautiously as a baby learning to walk, avoiding the scorching sun.

Every day, countless lives died from overheating and dehydration, their corpses’ liquids would be the surplus for other survivors.

To survive, drinking urine had become a habit, everyone would carry a portable filter, and there were even respirators and full-body protective suits to ensure that vapor and sweat evaporated from breathing and skin, after filtering, re-entered the body.

But just having water to sustain life wasn’t enough, survival required the energy from food, as humans cannot directly obtain nutrition from sunlight.

Any cycle required the addition of water, or rather the decomposition and synthesis of hydrogen and oxygen elements, and in this process, external energy was absorbed and fixed in the form of chemical bonds.

So the importance of the water source not only determined personal survival time but also limited the upper limit of force development.

And in that era, the Master of the Holy Spring’s ability almost equated with the water source.

But he wouldn’t only have this ability; any superpower becomes stronger after multiple awakenings.

Lin Feng naturally resonated with this point.

Otherwise, the Master of the Holy Spring would never have become the ruler of today’s top large force, but would have dwindled into an ordinary water source detector, vanished in the long course of history.

By the time Lin Feng turned to over two hundred pages, the Master of the Holy Spring had already evolved to the upper limit of Tier Three, Level 39 Celestial King, and took the step to divinity, joining the ranks of the Dawn of the Gods; his water control ability had evolved to omnipotence.

Even just by a thought, he could extract all the liquids from the body of a Tier Three King, including the cell fluid in each cell, entirely out of the body.

In the gaze of others, they could see the target, upon whom the divine thought descended, forcibly extracting all the liquids, filled with the source material of evolutionary cells, and then stripped into a mass of Holy Spring rich in source material and a dehydrated carcass.

The visual shock of this bizarre and horrifying divine power was even more intense than spatial cutting.

Because during the stripping process, the target’s consciousness remained awake and could clearly feel their body boiling and uncontrollably extruding blood and cell fluid.

Ultimately leaving only a mummified carcass.

As if it had endured thousands of years of weathering.

However, in the eyes of the survivors, this was actually a matter of re-educating the wicked and guiding them to the Celestial Kingdom of the Master of the Holy Spring.

Though in a sense, it was indeed so...

But as Lin Feng just read through the recorded texts, he felt somewhat uneasy.

Because after the rapid enhancement of divine power by the Master of the Holy Spring, the Holy Spring Sect established under his command also became one of the most powerful forces during the Dawn of the Gods.

Lin Feng was about to finish reading the following content, to refute the chronology of the War of the Gods, and to find clues that the Master of the Holy Spring was not a new generation of the Wasteland...

A voice then sounded in his ear:

"Leader Lin, Lord Bishop asked us to inform you that the village chief of Nongzhuang Village, Li Mingquan, seeks an audience with you and hopes to meet with you in the Upper District."