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Chapter 115 Completing the Temple System
Chapter 115 Completing the Temple System
At this point, Hu Biao had no interest in caring about Jack Ma's host, who had already awakened.
He wouldn't care about the symbiotes he threw onto Mars, nor would he care about the enormous impact his actions would have.
There's a saying: "After I die, I don't care if the world is flooded."
His current behavior is: I take what I need, regardless of the consequences.
A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime!
These symbiotes stirring up trouble in the Western Eagles have nothing to do with him. They're secretly plotting something, and Hu Biao doesn't care what they're up to.
None of this had anything to do with him.
He attacked the ball house simply to steal things—the legacy of the Third Civilization—and then slapped the victim to death.
The logic is that simple: they're not human anyway!
He has now begun to process some of what he has gained this time.
Digesting knowledge is a wonderful thing.
It's not learning, it's not memorizing, it's more like fusion.
Hu Biao lay on his dormitory bed, closed his eyes, and immersed his consciousness in the ocean of information woven from the Prophet System and the Temple System. Countless runes, codes, and logical structures flowed into the depths of his consciousness like a trickle, where they were absorbed, decomposed, and recombined by the already solidified spiritual seed.
This process, how should I put it, is somewhere between being half-awake and half-asleep, like a dream, no, it should be a lucid dream.
"This is—the Prophet's core code—"
In a state between sleep and wakefulness, Hu Biao's consciousness seemed to have entered a virtual space composed entirely of code.
It was a vast and sophisticated system, with millions of lines of code nested in layers, each line corresponding to specific runic logic. This was not the product of any modern human civilization's programming thinking that he knew of, but rather a hybrid of two civilizations: the first civilization, Atlantis, and the third civilization.
Even if an ordinary person got their hands on this code, they wouldn't be able to understand it.
Because it was not written in any known programming language.
It is a monstrosity that the symbiotes translated, ported, and modified bit by bit to adapt to modern computers. The bottom layer is the runic logic of the Third Civilization, the middle layer is the conversion protocol they designed themselves, and the top layer is the instruction set that can barely be executed by modern computers.
But in Hu Biao's eyes, all of this was clearly visible.
His consciousness flowed along the lines of the code, penetrating every function, every module, and every logical unit corresponding to the rune. The experience accumulated by the symbiotes over hundreds and thousands of years, the pitfalls they had encountered, and the optimal solutions they had discovered unfolded in his mind like a textbook.
"I see----"
Hu Biao muttered to himself.
He finally understood why the symbiote didn't need the complete original temple.
Because the original temple's functionality far exceeded their needs.
The three most basic functions—faith reception, faith storage, and faith distribution—account for over 99% of the actual usage of the symbiote.
Those advanced functions, such as consciousness purification, divine descent, and divine gifts, are useless to them and they cannot afford to use them.
So they chose to imitate.
Only the necessary parts are copied, and then the gaps are filled in using modern technology.
This is an extremely pragmatic approach.
And now, this pragmatic achievement has completely fallen into Hu Biao's hands.
He not only had the original temple system, but also the problem-solving process.
By comparing the two, given time, he will be able to fully analyze the essence of the temple of the Third Civilization.
Even this superficial level of digestion is enough for him to repair the damaged temple.
Everything presented in the original temple is no longer a mysterious symbol, but a logical identifier for each functional module. Like components on a circuit board, each one has a specific purpose.
The runic array on the dome —
The heptadecagonal magic circle on the ground —
The central crystal base is the storage unit for faith.
And those seemingly decorative patterns—
"Isn't this just a super-large CNC machine?"
Suddenly, Hu Biao opened his eyes, his expression strange.
"Therefore, completing the temple is not difficult, it's just that the project is somewhat complicated —"
With a slight thought, his higher-dimensional vision unfolded, and his gaze fell upon the original temple beneath the African earth.
In the empty hall, the patterns on the walls and dome were still clear, but many parts were incomplete. Less than a third of the heptadecagonal magic circle on the ground was activated. The central base had turned into a pile of stones, and a few fragments of faith crystals, like pebbles, remained on the ground, long since detached from the array.
"Required supplementary materials —"
Hu Biao turned his gaze to Mars.
On the Utopia Plain, the spherical space he had moved in its entirety lay quietly in the rusty red wasteland. Inside the spherical space, twenty-seven symbiotes had completed everything Dr. Mori had experienced, bursting out of their hosts, frantically digging holes, burying themselves underground, and then solidifying.
Their bodies were scattered throughout the spherical space, in various contorted postures.
The earlier solidified symbionts lie quietly at the bottom of the underground lake below, densely packed, numbering in the thousands.
As for the mother —
It has already instinctively begun its solidification process.
Hu Biao remained completely unmoved.
They're not the same kind of people.
His gaze fell upon the remaining spherical space.
Specifically, it refers to resources in the spherical airspace.
A three-meter-diameter icosahedral crystal of faith, crystalline fragments from every node of the ground magic array, and the central control console in the space—
"That's enough."
Hu Biao's mind stirred slightly.
The next moment, inside the spherical space on Mars, the fragments of faith crystals embedded in the magic array nodes simultaneously detached from their original positions, floated up, and then, space distorted—
In an instant, they traversed four hundred million kilometers of void and appeared in the original temple underground in Africa.
One, two, ten, a hundred —
According to Hu Biao's will, they were precisely embedded into the nodes of the incomplete seventeen-sided magic array on the temple floor.
The temple trembled slightly the moment the last fragment was embedded.
The previously dim patterns suddenly lit up. Not with a faint light, but with a bright, stable, and vibrant glow. The light spread along the walls, climbed the dome, and finally converged on the central crystal base.
Then, space twisted again, and the largest icosahedral crystal of faith appeared out of thin air in mid-air above the temple. When it first appeared, it fell downwards due to gravity, but then, a sudden flash of light appeared in the temple, and an invisible force lifted the huge crystal of faith into the air.
It rotates slowly, revealing intricate patterns on its surface, more refined and complex than when it was in a spherical space.
Then, a beam of light shot into the sky from beneath the base.
The beam of light pierced through the temple dome, through the rock strata above, through the surface of the African desert, and soared into the sky.
But the outside world can't see it.
The beam of light existed in another dimension, and only Hu Biao's field of vision could capture it.
"So, in a higher-dimensional state, my mental strength also synchronizes with it! That's great! From now on, I won't need to lift a finger to get things done. Hmm, not even toothpicks!"
The temple system has been initially completed.
Although it is still far from being fully functional.
The main issue is that the damaged rune arrays need time to repair, and repairing them requires him to further digest the knowledge he has gained.
Most importantly, he discovered a new Abyss Unit within the spherical space. Although it had already been used, it still had a lot of redundant space compared to the previous one. With his current production of Faith Dust, it could hold at least ten years' worth of supplies.
ten years!
By then, this thing might no longer be needed.
The completion of the temple merely relieved a future worry.
An even greater gain comes from another gift from the prophet system: the underlying logic of modern computer systems.