Chapter 645 - 547: Fate System and Information Plane
Chapter 645: Chapter 547: Fate System and Information Plane
Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
Jeming sat cross-legged in the center of the laboratory, surrounded by several Black Giant Priests.
These black figures, over three meters tall, stood silently, the liquid metal on their bodies slowly flowing, swallowing the surrounding light.
"Master, the ’Fate’ sub-system has completed the logical loop, the preliminary tests have passed smoothly." A tall Black Giant Priest with dark metallic skin quietly reported.
"Not bad, time is pressing, begin the final test immediately."
As Jeming’s voice fell, a point of golden light suddenly appeared at the center of his forehead.
In an instant, the beliefs of tens of billions of followers in the Purgatory Sulfur Plane rushed towards him like countless rivers converging into the sea.
These chaotic streams of thought were filtered, analyzed, and reorganized by the Fate System, eventually forming a complex information network.
Jeming opened his eyes, the reflection in his pupils showed countless traces of causality like stars.
He gently plucked a strand of golden thread, and the holographic projection in the center of the laboratory immediately sprang to life with numerous scenes—those were moments of life and death, joy and sorrow of the followers.
Within the processing of the Fate System, they were all quantified into predictability data.
Jeming no longer focused on individual lines of causality, but directly turned his attention to the entire Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
In an instant, countless points of light began to flicker; aided by the Fate System, his soul processed massive amounts of data at a terrifying speed.
Those destiny threads that would usually require him great effort to deduce were now clearly presented in his consciousness sea.
"Master, the system operates normally." The leading priest said in a low voice, "Information processing efficiency increased by approximately 370 times, destiny perception range expanded to the edges of the entire plane."
"Error rate?"
"Below 0.03%."
Jeming nodded: "Impressive!"
He slowly stood up, maintaining the golden light emanating from his forehead, relishing this wonderful sensation.
"Although my understanding of the ’Law of Destiny’ and ’Fate’ is still superficial, even with such a state, there’s already a tremendous enhancement. And relying on this system, I can filter out more than 90% of ineffective information interference." Jeming felt the clear stream of information in his mind, nodding in satisfaction, "At this stage, this is my best ’big data processor’."
"Proceed with stability tests and next, conduct tests on the function of detecting fate trajectories in a closed environment."
Jeming’s consciousness immersed within, shifting his focus back from the plane to individuals.
In such a state, he could clearly "see" the destiny lines of these Black Giant Priests around him.
Those faintly visible golden threads extended from them, pointing to countless possible futures.
Some lines led to battle, some to evolution, and even a few lines so thin they were barely visible led to death.
But Jeming was well aware that the Fate System is essentially an information processing network, constructed with the Power of Incense to handle complex data streams.
The so-called perception of destiny is actually just a byproduct of processing a vast stream of information.
"Take three steps to the left."
Jeming suddenly spoke, his voice piercing through the laboratory, precisely reaching the ears of a Black Giant outside.
Though puzzled by the source of the voice, the Black Giant knew it was his master’s command and obeyed without hesitation.
In the next second as it moved, the nearby volcano erupted, massive rocks plummeting from the sky, right where he previously stood.
The Black Giant looked at that piece of debris, a human-like astonishment appearing in its eyes.
"The information pre-judgment function of the Fate System... or rather, the prophecy function, though just a byproduct, feels quite utilized." Jeming nodded in satisfaction, "Able to extract subtle signs of environmental changes from countless streams of thoughts, predicting all local changes 0.3 seconds ahead."
Jeming regretfully shook his head again: "Although it predicts all changes, actually limited by my current information processing ability and understanding of fate knowledge and destiny rules, the grasped environment range is relatively small."
"And this is within the Purgatory Sulfur Plane belonging to me, a closed environment with relatively few variables. If it’s in outside world, the variables would be more, thus, the environment range I can control would further shrink."
Despite this, Jeming was already very satisfied.
Just like said before, this is merely a byproduct of increased information processing capability.
"However, no wonder this thing has a more significant presence than the actual function of the Fate System, despite merely being a byproduct. If there were sufficiently strong users, it could even weave the destinies of all creatures across the entire planet or plane."
At that time, the life and death of all beings within the manipulated range could indeed be said to hinge entirely on the user’s whim.
"Though on the Purgatory Sulfur Plane, I mainly created the Black Giants, their fate was originally in my hands, which doesn’t make much difference."
Jeming no longer thought about this aspect and turned to the other priests, "You all, simultaneously attack me, control intensity at Fifth Level."
The five Black Giant Priests immediately took action.
Energy torrents collided and surged within the confined space; the violent energy turbulence was enough to tear apart any beings beneath the Sixth Level.
Yet, Jeming stood in the center of the storm, walking calmly.
Each of his steps precisely landed in the gaps of energy turbulence, those attacks capable of incinerating elements narrowly missed him, not even touching his sleeve.
"The analytical capability of the Fate System can real-time parse battlefield information streams, foreseeing attack trajectories." Jeming halted his steps, "With it, regular energy saturating bombardment is basically ineffective against me."
The test lasted for three hours.
From combat prediction to information tracing, from causality detection to fate perception, every feature of the Fate System was repeatedly verified.
Finally, all data were summarized onto the crystal screen in Jeming’s hand.
[Fate System Operating Status: Normal]
[Information Processing Efficiency: Theoretical Maximum 87%]
[Prediction Accuracy: 99.98%]
[System Stability: Normal]
Jeming looked at these data strings and finally smiled.
Besides the good news that the Fate System could operate normally, there was also another unexpected delight.
Ever since I previously organized the Incense Fire Divine Dao, the control over the Spiritual Qi Law had been stuck at 30% for too long.
But now, even though it’s just mimicking the setup of the Fate System, Jeming’s control over the Spiritual Qi Law increased to 33%.
"If I can fully grasp the knowledge of fate and the Fate System, I may be able to increase the control over the law to over 50%."
Jeming walked out of the laboratory, refreshed, his gaze sweeping over the sky of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
Under the blood-red clouds, countless Black Giants traversed and labored between the volcanoes; they were his followers, his legion.
At this moment, the Magic Network Terminal at his waist trembled.
The crystal-textured terminal surface rippled, and an information emerged:
[Elite Combat Unit · Summons]
[You have concluded the mandatory rest period and can receive a new round of Plane War mission]
[Do you wish to accept?]
Without hesitation, Jeming’s consciousness touched the terminal.
The light screen unfolded, revealing the mission details:
[Plane Name: Information Plane (Temporary ID 565847-07)]
[Battle Damage Report:]
[Seventh Level Wizards: 3 lost combat capability]
[Sixth Level Wizards: 20 lost combat capability]
[Low and Medium Level Wizards: Nearly ten thousand lost combat capability]
[Deaths: 0]
Jeming’s lips twitched slightly at this line.
Again, the number of deaths is zero.
With his experience in the elite combat unit, the less deadly a plane is, the more troublesome it becomes.
After all, what kind of plane war doesn’t involve any deaths?
Unless...
[Enemy Characteristics: Non-conventional flesh/elemental life, purely informational state lifeforms]
[Core Capability: Information Manipulation]
[Recruitment Requirement: Priority given to those proficient in information processing/fate element knowledge wizards]
[Mission Time: Standard time within 72 hours arrival at rendezvous point]
[Task Level: High Risk (Elite Exclusive)]
Jeming laughed.
Professor Clark spoke about this plane, and it’s exactly this.
"Informational state life... manipulating information..." He muttered to himself, his eyes shining, "No wonder the death rate is zero—they don’t need to kill, they merely cause ’loss of combat capability.’ Is it memory alteration? Or direct cognition modification?"
"Master, do you need to mobilize the Black Giant Legion?" A Black Giant Priest Leader nearby bowed and asked, "Thirty thousand Sixth Level Warriors are ready to tear any enemy apart at your command."
"No, no need for excessive combat power this time."
Jeming waved his hand, calmly instructing: "In such places, bringing too many cannon fodder will only nourish the enemy. Notify them to select five hundred Black Giant Priests with the strongest computational power to accompany me."
The priest bowed slightly: "Understood."
With Jeming’s experience, for such bizarre planes, quantity won’t help.
Jeming intends to bring some Black Giant Priests because Black Giant Priests are highly intelligent and are top-tier research assistants.
Bringing them is meant for analyzing the enemy rather than engaging in combat.
As for the nest and other legions...
"The other combat units stay at Purgatory Sulfur." Jeming instructed one of the priests, "Keep the laboratory running, and do not cease monitoring the Incense Fire Divine Dao. Should any abnormalities arise, notify me immediately via the Fate System."
"Understood."
"Additionally... Melt Mountain."
The ground outside the Divine Hall trembled violently, behind him, a massive shadow quietly emerged.
A terrifying creature, over ten thousand meters tall, entirely covered in black lava, emerged from the ground.
That is the leader of the Black Giants—Seventh Level Creature "Melt Mountain."
Merely standing there, the surrounding space slightly collapsed under its terrifying energy.
"Master."
"This time, you will accompany me."
"Yes!"
Melt Mountain, being his strongest combat unit, possesses combat power even surpassing Jeming’s, acting as a safeguard when taken along.
Black Giant Priests quickly gathered, and with a wave of Jeming’s sleeve, he gathered five hundred priests and the massive Melt Mountain into the Inner Circulation Grotto Heaven.
Having arranged everything, Jeming took one last look at this plane that belonged to him.
"Information Plane... I hope the ’knowledge’ there is worth the journey."
He turned and stepped into the Space Transmission Array.