Chapter 127: Granting Wisdom to the Plane

“If I’m not mistaken, you’re concerned that the Goddess of Wisdom might grant intelligence to the production line, allowing it to self-replicate and even evolve, right?”

Yu Sheng’an let go of controlling the mech and turned to smile at Afnora, who was sitting nearby.

You know, the closer I look, the more I find this girl really attractive.

“Isn’t that the case?”

Afnora’s clear eyes reflected the image of Yu Sheng’an.

“If everything the Goddess of Wisdom grants intelligence could self-evolve, then sand would have evolved into microchips long ago, and carriages into Lamborghinis. Rocks might not evolve into nuclear weapons, but they should at least pack themselves with radioactive material.” Yu Sheng’an joked.

“Computers? Lamborghinis?”

Afnora looked confused. This guy always uttered strange terms.

“That’s not the point. To put it simply, how many years have the dwarven flintlocks existed? She values them so much but has never granted them intelligence to reveal their manufacturing process. Or simply grant intelligence to a hammer and say, hey, you’re a mature hammer, you should learn to forge flintlocks!”

Yu Sheng’an teased.

His thought process was just that simple.

If you really asked the Prophecy Divine Spark, it would only tell you how many percent the Goddess of Wisdom can decrypt the production line, and how many percent she can’t.

That’s just nonsense!

No matter how unlikely the event, if it happens, it’s 100%.

Reality is always more magical than any mathematical model.

So using mathematical models to measure the opponent’s behavior is just asking for trouble!

He might succeed ten thousand times, but the ten-thousand-and-first failure would cost him everything, leaving him with nothing.

In Yu Sheng’an’s view, using the Prophecy Divine Spark for research is the way to go.

Afnora’s eyes lit up.

“So, her wisdom divine spark has nothing to do with actual wisdom?”

“Congratulations, you’re right. Here, a little red flower as a reward!”

Yu Sheng’an turned his hand and offered a red flower.

Afnora received the flower with a helpless smile, feeling like she was being treated as a little girl.

“However, despite what I said, if the Goddess of Wisdom can turn an entire forest into an army of tree spirits at will, it shows that her authority can indeed bestow some degree of wisdom to creations.”

“What is wisdom? It’s a very abstract concept, influenced by intelligence, knowledge, memory, experience, worldview, culture, synesthesia… so many factors contribute to the formation of wisdom.”

“But I believe that the foundation of wisdom must include memory, knowledge in memory, experiences, successful strategies, lessons from failures… these are the frameworks of wisdom.”

“Many of the wisdom-legions transformed by the Goddess of Wisdom consist of inanimate objects without memory organs. You tell me they have wisdom? I don’t believe it; it’s unscientific and unmagical.”

“So if I’m not mistaken, she might be able to infuse a basic memory into creations much like the Dragon Race’s bloodline inheritance. I think that’s the real reason her wisdom legions can quickly form combat capabilities.”

Yu Sheng’an spoke eloquently.

There was one point he didn’t mention.

That is, even if life has wisdom, it doesn’t mean it can control or fully understand itself.

Humans are considered the most intelligent creatures in the multiverse, but do they understand the operating principles of every single one of their organs? Clearly, they don’t; this requires further research and learning.

Additionally, even War Gods, who have reached the pinnacle of cultivation, cannot control their hormone secretion, let alone fully control organs or cells.

Even the gods create Divine Projections based on an ‘instinctive’ ability, not out of understanding the principles of flesh and blood.

So hoping for a production line to self-evolve is absurd.

If the Goddess of Wisdom truly had this capability, would everyone still be scrambling? The multiverse would have been unified long ago.

Afnora looked at Yu Sheng’an with glowing eyes, “Listening to you, it seems the Goddess of Wisdom isn’t that frightening.”

Yu Sheng’an shook his head, “We can underestimate the enemy strategically, but we must respect them tactically. The Wisdom Divine Spark is still quite terrifying.”

“On a small scale, if she grants wisdom to our limbs, wouldn’t we be torn apart instantly? On a larger scale, if she grants an entire plane wisdom, then the whole world would be against us.”

Yu Sheng’an’s idea shocked Afnora, leaving her soaked in cold sweat.

“Could the Goddess of Wisdom be accumulating Source Essence, planning to transform an entire plane into intelligent life?”

“Why wouldn’t she?” Yu Sheng’an replied.

Instantly, a chill ran up Afnora’s spine into her brain.

If the Goddess of Wisdom was truly preparing for this, that would be terrifying.

It might not matter much for small and medium planes.

But once she succeeds in turning a main plane into intelligent beings, she will rise to the ranks of the top gods! From then on, she can advance or retreat as she pleases.

“Get stronger quickly. Those gods who work silently might just be preparing a big move.”

Yu Sheng’an sighed.

He had more unspoken speculations about the Wisdom Divine Spark.

For example, the Wisdom Divine Spark can easily control queen ants or similar mothers of insects.

If the Goddess of Wisdom cultivates strong enough, obedient insect races, the multiverse’s best war race might shift hands from the orcs.

Fortunately, there are no signs of the Goddess of Wisdom developing an insect army at the moment.

Could it be she’s yet to realize the potential of insects? Or is it difficult to select suitable insects? Or simply because she doesn’t like insects due to her female identity?

All these possibilities exist.

However, there’s one inevitability that cannot be ignored.

That is, she might secretly be nurturing an insect army as a trump card, yet to be shown.

One must admit, there’s no weak divine spark, only masters who don’t know how to use it.

Any divine spark, when handled well, can unleash a world-shaking power.

“Have the Five Prime Gods made any new moves recently?” Yu Sheng’an changed the topic.

Though he also monitored the Five Prime Gods, as a newly ascended god, his network wasn’t as extensive as Afnora’s.

“No major actions, just some minor ones.”

Afnora carefully recounted:

“The God of War hasn’t attacked Sparta yet, lately pulling forces from other planes, though not much, likely due to pressure on those fronts.”

“The Underworld God, God of Life, and Goddess of Earth seem to have decided to abandon Belen Cathedral, tightening their defenses and reorganizing the rear.”

“Only the Sea God is active, constantly attacking the Prane coastline, likely buying time for allies.”

“However, the Prane United Kingdom isn’t foolish, largely giving up coastal lands and relocating its population to the Belen Plains.”

Yu Sheng’an nodded.

The response of the Five Prime Gods wasn’t surprising.

His psychological tactics on their territories had left a lingering impact with substantial destructive power.

First, the Fourth Calamity caused a severe drop in their morale, leading warriors to dread further conquest, worried about another attack on their rear.

Also, turning paper into soldiers led many in the Five Prime Gods’ territories to access the Internet.

Although limited by literacy rates, which minimally affected their control, it still annoyed them greatly.

The ability to log in by chanting the Prayer was immensely effective.

Curiosity would eventually drive some to open the Internet.

Moreover, not all nobles and intellectuals wholeheartedly supported the Five Prime Gods.

Humans are inherently selfish, so secretly logging in to learn magic is quite normal.

Thus, in the territories of the Five Prime Gods, sporadic users have emerged, and in rare spots, dozens to hundreds of users.

Now they are cleansing the Internet users as part of their reorganization.

Unbeknownst to them, the more they purged, the more they lost public support.

On one hand, these actions indirectly promoted the Internet.

Without their intervention, some illiterate citizens would remain unaware.

But once they acted, it caught everyone’s attention.

No matter how terrifying a description they provide, someone driven by revenge or other unnameable motives would engage with the Internet to acquire power.

Furthermore, these actions bred resentment.

Many citizens in the territories of the Five Prime Gods unknowingly accessed the Internet, without real treasonous intent, yet faced punishment.

Once such resentment is rooted, divine power can’t easily erase it.

Especially when they have the Internet God to lean on.

Yu Sheng’an was making strategic preparations around this.

In such a power-imbalanced world, the strength of the commoners might seem insignificant but at critical moments, it can be the last straw that breaks the camel’s back.

“Help me arrange a meeting with the Three Gods of Prane. I wish to see them,” Yu Sheng’an said.

“Huh? What are you planning to do?”

“Just a business deal.”

“What kind of business?”

“Arms.”