Chapter 1489 - 560: Sovereignty
Chapter 1489: Chapter 560: Sovereignty
Ultimately, the scientists could only provide an ambiguous conclusion. This conclusion coincidentally aligned with the speculations of Earth humans in the 21st century within the relevant field: it categorized human thought as a collection of quantum entanglement patterns, also as a form of aggregation in the cosmic information flow, which lies beyond the boundaries reachable by human technology.
This situation in Marquis Zhenjiang’s brain is precisely what it signifies.
Her cognitive decay rate during cryogenic sleep was faster than that of ordinary people, so after half a million years, even though her body remained youthful and her cell activity was consistent with her physiological age, the quantum entanglement pattern spiral in her brain was as discrete as that of an elderly person.
If she were in a completely conscious state, the stream of cognitive life would decay even faster. Finally, after years of research by her array of scientists, a reliable solution was devised.
This solution somewhat resembles Ren Zhong’s consciousness upload in cryogenic state.
It involves keeping Marquis Zhenjiang’s body in a state of cryogenic sleep, only lightly activating the brain separately, then using technological methods to replace normal human body functions to supply nutrition and provide energy to the brain, thus maintaining brain activity for her while in a conscious state.
Then, she entrusted the Far Border Branch to create the highly realistic simulation body of Seven Seven.
This way, Marquis Zhenjiang can remotely control Seven Seven’s simulated body while being relatively awake.
The precision of control Marquis Zhenjiang has over Seven Seven doesn’t reach the level of Ren Zhong’s bodily swap; it’s akin to an ordinary Mechanical Warrior using the information flow network to remotely control a Mecha. However, it eventually became natural habit, and she became quite proficient.
Common folks couldn’t see any flaws.
"Marquis, you truly don’t have much time left." Marvill sighed lightly, "Alas, mainly because I’m unwilling to face this reality, subconsciously ignoring this point, that’s my issue."
Seven Seven waved a hand, "No matter, compared to the average person, I’ve stolen many more years of life, no regrets. Even if I ultimately fail, having Earl Red Blade’s powerful assistance in my dying days leaves me with no regrets in this life."
Marvill: "So, we must bet everything on him."
Seven Seven: "Yes. Bet everything. That’s why I’ve always valued him so much, and had you personally fetch him back. After spending a few days in brief interaction with him, I became more certain of my judgment. He’s worth it."
While saying this, lying in the frozen storage like a sleeping beauty with a faint frost on her face, Marquis Zhenjiang subconsciously reminisced about the scene where Ren Zhong single-handedly crushed the elite soldiers of Duke Wenle Mansion.
Once this scene quickly passed like a slide show, it was replaced by the image of Ren Zhong eloquently speaking at the Far Border Branch Ship Institute, directly criticizing the Royal Academy of Sciences for being "unworthy to speak of science" — not only did he not offend anyone, but made them bow their heads in apology like students.
This research institution of the Far Border Branch is independent of the Far Border Star Domain’s administrative system controlled by Marquis Zhenjiang. Although they usually give her some face, she knows these straightforward scholars don’t quite respect her internally, because their relationship was her needing the Far Border Branch, not the Far Border Branch needing her.
But Ren Zhong earned the respect of these scientists, with even a hint of humility seeking his involvement.
The attitude of the Far Border Branch further solidified the resolve of Marquis Zhenjiang.
Interestingly, Ren Zhong first leveraged Marquis Zhenjiang’s regard like a tiger’s skin to bluff the Far Border Branch, helping himself overcome the guinea pig hurdle.
Then he turned around and used the Far Border Branch’s eagerness to recruit, further enhancing his importance to Marquis Zhenjiang.
Ultimately, various external factors converged into today’s scenario.
Ren Zhong, clad in full regalia, had just stepped out of the hotel lobby when he saw the Red Blade flag and Source Star flag standing on both sides of the boulevard ahead, fluttering in the wind, giving him a big shock.
Afterwards, he again saw countless citizens of Marquis Zhenjiang dressed in specially tailored blue and white and red and yellow attire lining up for a welcome stance.
He was immediately dumbfounded.
What an extraordinary level of honor!
Although it was someone else’s territory, it was rare for Ren Zhong to wear the robe he personally designed, with chip and gear shoulder emblems on the left and right shoulders respectively; for a moment, he had an illusion of being an ancient Emperor reigning over the world.
"Marquis Zhenjiang treats me without reservation."
This was Ren Zhong’s sentiment at the time.