Chapter 875 - 484: The Us Afterward

The two strolled through the Consciousness Space at this time.

In the past, this place was just a barren wasteland, but now, it had changed so much that the Great Sage could not recognize it at all.

"Do you remember the first lesson I taught you?" the old man said.

"Which one was the first lesson?" Xue Dili directly asked back.

For a moment, the spirit-like old man in the white robe showed a stunned, bemused expression.

"The first lesson in Ancient Greece."

"Oh, I remember that. ’Don’t disdain schemes; before achieving your goal, all strategies and means have their necessity,’" replied Xue Dili.

It was from then on that Xue Dili and that unscrupulous guy Odysseus got along so well, because both of them were the kind who would resort to any dirty tricks to achieve their goals.

Things like poisoning, digging pits, traps, swearing false oaths, backstabbing, and the like were child’s play for Xue Dili.

However, Xue Dili’s bottom line was still a bit higher than that of Odysseus. At the very least, he couldn’t bring himself to get into someone else’s bed just for information.

"Actually, it’s the same with what I taught you. I might not be as upright as you think, I have a lot of selfish desires, and there are many things I wanted to do but couldn’t..." the old man sighed.

As if thinking of the past, he said, "Once, I had a similar thought: since I couldn’t kill the apostles myself, would there be a chance for the next generation? Could I possibly create a student capable of killing the apostles?"

"So, I taught everything I knew to many people, so many that I lost count..."

"I wanted to bet this goal on the next generation, but gradually realized that it was nothing more than a vague dream."

"And letting them aim to kill the apostles was too heavy a burden for them." The old man seemed to be reminiscing about the past, or maybe, as a Heroic Spirit, he could no longer empathize with his past self during his demon days.

"You should know the highest level technique I know."

"Great Prophecy Art..." Xue Dili replied.

The old man smiled, seemingly quite gratified: "Yes, Great Prophecy Art, it’s not actually a technique that can see the future, but one that calculates the most probable future based on existing information."

"In my calculations, I saw the annihilation of the Interstellar Corps and the victory of the apostles..."

"What kind of future is that? The Cosmos is wrapped by the Divine Tree, the apostles enslave all races, deify themselves, and ignite endless wars across the Cosmos..."

"Those enslaved humans would become cannon fodder for the war, generation after generation entering the slaughter among apostles and, after dying, thinking they had returned to God’s embrace..."

"In reality, their bodies and souls would just be absorbed by the Divine Tree as its nourishment."

"For the fruition of the Divine Tree, the apostles will never cease this mutual warfare. They are like chess players, indifferent to their own pieces, in an environment full of tragedy, chaos, and cruelty."

"Even in such an environment, apostles with slightly higher moral standards can only increasingly lower their bottom lines to become more twisted entities to gain advantages in their chess match with other apostles."

"Eventually, even the apostles would slaughter each other until, in the end, only the last, most inhuman, most twisted four apostles remain, firmly controlling the entire Cosmos and Subspace as the notorious four Evil Gods... Such a Cosmos is like..." the old man paused, as if searching for the most fitting metaphor.

"Like a cesspit..." Xue Dili interjected.

The Great Sage: "..."

Although a bit crude, it was indeed quite a fitting description.

"Indeed, this description, despite being smelly, is exactly the future I calculated. The entire Cosmos would be like a stinking, twisted battlefield of a cesspit, where apostles feed each other filth you give me a bite, and I give you a bite, just to see who’s got the stronger appetite."

Old Deng seemed to find the metaphor amusing and continued his explanation along Xue Dili’s line of thought.

"In such a future, people would struggle to survive in the dark and cruel cesspit, and maybe the power you thought you gained and the path you took are just another apostle’s corruption of you."

Xue Dili: "..."

If this calculation is accurate, then indeed it’s a big stage in a cesspit, where if you’ve got what it takes, you come...

It feels better for the entire Cosmos to be swallowed by the Void, at least in front of the Void, everyone is equal.

"When I was utterly pessimistic and desperate, I found a special place and there, glimpsed traces of the True God," he said, recalling the past. "I recorded that and the True God’s deeds in my Sage’s Book, preparing to find a final safeguard to avoid such a future..."

"You must have read through my records, right?" Old Deng smiled, looking gratified at Xue Dili.

Xue Dili: "?"

What, Sage’s Book, what’s that?

Xue Dili at this moment seemed like a failing student suddenly caught by the teacher right after waking up, showing a gaze of clear stupidity and bewilderment.