Chapter 72: Knowledge Is Power
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Chapter 72: Knowledge Is Power
A life-sized scroll slowly unfurled before Yu Sheng'an.
Upon it stood an elegant woman.
Her hair was white, her dress crimson. She leaned gracefully against a railing, her ethereal gaze fixed on the distance, her gentle demeanor like an immortal descended to the mortal realm.
Yu Sheng'an stared at the painted woman, his mind reeling.
He had truly succeeded—using countless punctuation marks to represent pixels, to convey an image.
This meant his internet would now transition from the 2G text era into the 3G image era, and eventually, the 4G video era.
Yet, what stirred his mind wasn’t just the birth of images. While crafting this scroll, he had suddenly grasped something far deeper.
The painting was in color.
His Contract Godhood did not inherently possess the authority to express color.
But he had ingeniously leveraged the power of contracts to acquire that ability.
Contract Godhood wielded its power through language and text.
And to express text, light was required.
He still remembered how some users had even used the faint glow of the internet’s homepage as a makeshift flashlight.
With nine years of basic education under his belt, Yu Sheng'an knew well that white light wasn’t truly white—it was a combination of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet.
The colors humans perceived were the result of objects reflecting certain wavelengths while absorbing others.
Thus, since Contract Godhood involved some authority over light, splitting it into colors was child’s play for him.
But Yu Sheng'an’s realization went even further.
He knew that beyond the visible spectrum lay unseen radiations—ultraviolet, infrared, X-rays, gamma rays… and more.
He also knew that light was energy released by accelerating electrons.
The former—those invisible rays—were the true instruments of annihilation.
Setting aside ultraviolet, if he could unleash a gamma-ray burst, eradicating all life in a domain would be effortless.
This was destruction on a microscopic, ultimate scale.
The latter—electrons—represented the realm of microphysics, the foundation of the People of Blue Star’s most devastating weapon: nuclear arms.
If he could harness that, it would be another world-ending capability.
Yu Sheng'an’s mind buzzed violently, filled with regret over his poor grasp of physics. Much of his knowledge was superficial—he knew the what, but not the why.
He tried to parse more abilities from the faint authority of text-light manipulation, but progress was difficult.
He barely brushed against the edges of X-rays and gamma rays before hitting a wall.
The deeper world of electrons remained a complete mystery.
Was it a limitation of his authority?
Or his own lack of understanding?
He had long realized that godhood was a form of conceptual power, shaped by the wielder’s comprehension.
Take the Music Godhood—if one understood it as emotional conceptual power, aligning with its authority, then one could wield emotional conceptual power.
Yu Sheng'an understood more: that it was a mechanical wave.
Thus, the moment he obtained it, he had unlocked all the functions he knew.
So what of Contract Godhood?
"Ah, Ajef—"
The Music Goddess Aphnora suddenly appeared at the entrance of her palace.
The rest of her words died in her throat.
She stared blankly at Yu Sheng'an, who was gazing at the portrait he had drawn of her. Her snow-white face suddenly flushed pink, her eyes widening in shock as she covered her mouth with her hand.
"What's wrong?"
Yu Sheng'an, completely lost in thought, hadn’t even noticed Aphnora’s arrival. When he asked the question, his expression was still dazed.
Only when he saw Aphnora’s expression did he snap back to reality. With a wave of his hand, her portrait dissipated like smoke.
"Uh... what if I said I was just testing the image display function? Would you believe me?" Yu Sheng'an said awkwardly.
"Oh." Aphnora nodded, her face still red.
The frantic pounding of her heart made it impossible for her to stay a moment longer.
"You’re busy. I... I should go."
"Wait, didn’t you come to see me for something?"
"N-no... nothing."
Yu Sheng'an watched as Aphnora fled like a startled deer. He slapped a hand over his eyes, his face full of regret. Great, now she probably thinks I’m a pervert again!
......
"Pervert!"
Yi Wenni glared at the male classmate who had just sung an adapted version of Palace Maiden to her, her face twisted in displeasure. "Instead of wasting time on this, why don’t you go learn a piece of divine music? Disgusting!"
The scolded male classmate turned beet red, his face burning with embarrassment. Amid the jeers of the surrounding students, he fled in disgrace.
To be fair, it wasn’t entirely his fault.
Ever since Palace Maiden had spread, its simple and catchy melody had quickly taken Vias by storm.
Especially after the protest at the embassy, the song had been completely rehabilitated.
It was no longer seen as an insult to the goddess!
Instead, it was now regarded as a sincere expression of love that defied social barriers!
With the Music Goddess's Divine Palace remaining silent, the song naturally spread like wildfire.
Many trend-chasing young men had adapted the lyrics to win over their crushes, making Palace Maiden even more popular.
So scenes like this were hardly unusual.
After shooing away her admirer, Yi Wenni strode out of the classroom with her head held high, heading straight for the Music Academy’s gates.
Once outside, she wound through the streets and alleys, making sure no one was following her before finally stopping in front of a small courtyard.
After mimicking a perfect kitten meow to confirm the password, she was let inside.
"You’re a bit late today," remarked the boy who greeted her.
"Got held up by some guy singing me a love song," Yi Wenni said, feigning nonchalance.
"Oh." The boy nodded, his expression unmoved.
This annoyed Yi Wenni slightly.
The two then crossed the courtyard and entered the main hall, where several other young people had already gathered.
They were all students from the Music Academy, united by a common label—members of the Awakening Association.
That’s right. They were a group of like-minded students who fancied themselves the awakened ones of Vias, hence forming their own association to declare their resolve.
The association was still very young.
It had been founded just over ten days ago, after the citizens of Vias had protested at the embassy.
For most people in Vias, Ajef’s words had been quickly forgotten.
At most, they vaguely remembered that his phrasing had been quite intense.
But for some young people, those words had planted seeds of thought.
By chance, a student's family member working at the embassy accidentally accessed the internet, and the internet prayer spread from there.
These students were the first to encounter the internet.
After their initial exposure, they were utterly captivated.
The world it presented, so completely different from Vias, deeply astonished them.
Fully open knowledge of various cultivation systems;
Specialized online classes for instruction;
Forums fiercely debating magic and Battle Aura;
The Empire's official website, brimming with the pulse of civilian life;
And, most recently, the emergence of the [Conquest of Subdomains]—
All of it left these young people profoundly shaken.
They resolved to study magic, proving their devotion to the goddess through action.
Yet, because this learning involved another great deity—the Internet God—they dared not do so openly.
They could only study and discuss in secret.
"Today is Instructor 'Nian Shao's' lecture. Everyone must listen carefully. I’ve looked into it—among all online instructors, his mastery of magic runs the deepest," said the young man welcoming Yi Wenni.
"Mm, I’ll pay close attention."
Yi Wenni nodded, then opened the internet—only for her expression to shift abruptly the next second. "Huh? What is this?"
BANG!
At that moment, a deafening crash erupted as the courtyard gate was violently kicked open.
Amidst the magical fluctuations of an alarm spell, a voice roared with bone-chilling intensity:
"Divine energy fluctuations?! Deserves to die—this is a heretic den! Seize them all!"
A life-sized scroll slowly unfurled before Yu Sheng'an.
Upon it stood an elegant woman.
Her hair was white, her dress crimson. She leaned gracefully against a railing, her ethereal gaze fixed on the distance, her gentle demeanor like an immortal descended to the mortal realm.
Yu Sheng'an stared at the painted woman, his mind reeling.
He had truly succeeded—using countless punctuation marks to represent pixels, to convey an image.
This meant his internet would now transition from the 2G text era into the 3G image era, and eventually, the 4G video era.
Yet, what stirred his mind wasn’t just the birth of images. While crafting this scroll, he had suddenly grasped something far deeper.
The painting was in color.
His Contract Godhood did not inherently possess the authority to express color.
But he had ingeniously leveraged the power of contracts to acquire that ability.
Contract Godhood wielded its power through language and text.
And to express text, light was required.
He still remembered how some users had even used the faint glow of the internet’s homepage as a makeshift flashlight.
With nine years of basic education under his belt, Yu Sheng'an knew well that white light wasn’t truly white—it was a combination of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet.
The colors humans perceived were the result of objects reflecting certain wavelengths while absorbing others.
Thus, since Contract Godhood involved some authority over light, splitting it into colors was child’s play for him.
But Yu Sheng'an’s realization went even further.
He knew that beyond the visible spectrum lay unseen radiations—ultraviolet, infrared, X-rays, gamma rays… and more.
He also knew that light was energy released by accelerating electrons.
The former—those invisible rays—were the true instruments of annihilation.
Setting aside ultraviolet, if he could unleash a gamma-ray burst, eradicating all life in a domain would be effortless.
This was destruction on a microscopic, ultimate scale.
The latter—electrons—represented the realm of microphysics, the foundation of the People of Blue Star’s most devastating weapon: nuclear arms.
If he could harness that, it would be another world-ending capability.
Yu Sheng'an’s mind buzzed violently, filled with regret over his poor grasp of physics. Much of his knowledge was superficial—he knew the what, but not the why.
He tried to parse more abilities from the faint authority of text-light manipulation, but progress was difficult.
He barely brushed against the edges of X-rays and gamma rays before hitting a wall.
The deeper world of electrons remained a complete mystery.
Was it a limitation of his authority?
Or his own lack of understanding?
He had long realized that godhood was a form of conceptual power, shaped by the wielder’s comprehension.
Take the Music Godhood—if one understood it as emotional conceptual power, aligning with its authority, then one could wield emotional conceptual power.
Yu Sheng'an understood more: that it was a mechanical wave.
Thus, the moment he obtained it, he had unlocked all the functions he knew.
So what of Contract Godhood?
"Ah, Ajef—"
The Music Goddess Aphnora suddenly appeared at the entrance of her palace.
The rest of her words died in her throat.
She stared blankly at Yu Sheng'an, who was gazing at the portrait he had drawn of her. Her snow-white face suddenly flushed pink, her eyes widening in shock as she covered her mouth with her hand.
"What's wrong?"
Yu Sheng'an, completely lost in thought, hadn’t even noticed Aphnora’s arrival. When he asked the question, his expression was still dazed.
Only when he saw Aphnora’s expression did he snap back to reality. With a wave of his hand, her portrait dissipated like smoke.
"Uh... what if I said I was just testing the image display function? Would you believe me?" Yu Sheng'an said awkwardly.
"Oh." Aphnora nodded, her face still red.
The frantic pounding of her heart made it impossible for her to stay a moment longer.
"You’re busy. I... I should go."
"Wait, didn’t you come to see me for something?"
"N-no... nothing."
Yu Sheng'an watched as Aphnora fled like a startled deer. He slapped a hand over his eyes, his face full of regret. Great, now she probably thinks I’m a pervert again!
......
"Pervert!"
Yi Wenni glared at the male classmate who had just sung an adapted version of Palace Maiden to her, her face twisted in displeasure. "Instead of wasting time on this, why don’t you go learn a piece of divine music? Disgusting!"
The scolded male classmate turned beet red, his face burning with embarrassment. Amid the jeers of the surrounding students, he fled in disgrace.
To be fair, it wasn’t entirely his fault.
Ever since Palace Maiden had spread, its simple and catchy melody had quickly taken Vias by storm.
Especially after the protest at the embassy, the song had been completely rehabilitated.
It was no longer seen as an insult to the goddess!
Instead, it was now regarded as a sincere expression of love that defied social barriers!
With the Music Goddess's Divine Palace remaining silent, the song naturally spread like wildfire.
Many trend-chasing young men had adapted the lyrics to win over their crushes, making Palace Maiden even more popular.
So scenes like this were hardly unusual.
After shooing away her admirer, Yi Wenni strode out of the classroom with her head held high, heading straight for the Music Academy’s gates.
Once outside, she wound through the streets and alleys, making sure no one was following her before finally stopping in front of a small courtyard.
After mimicking a perfect kitten meow to confirm the password, she was let inside.
"You’re a bit late today," remarked the boy who greeted her.
"Got held up by some guy singing me a love song," Yi Wenni said, feigning nonchalance.
"Oh." The boy nodded, his expression unmoved.
This annoyed Yi Wenni slightly.
The two then crossed the courtyard and entered the main hall, where several other young people had already gathered.
They were all students from the Music Academy, united by a common label—members of the Awakening Association.
That’s right. They were a group of like-minded students who fancied themselves the awakened ones of Vias, hence forming their own association to declare their resolve.
The association was still very young.
It had been founded just over ten days ago, after the citizens of Vias had protested at the embassy.
For most people in Vias, Ajef’s words had been quickly forgotten.
At most, they vaguely remembered that his phrasing had been quite intense.
But for some young people, those words had planted seeds of thought.
By chance, a student's family member working at the embassy accidentally accessed the internet, and the internet prayer spread from there.
These students were the first to encounter the internet.
After their initial exposure, they were utterly captivated.
The world it presented, so completely different from Vias, deeply astonished them.
Fully open knowledge of various cultivation systems;
Specialized online classes for instruction;
Forums fiercely debating magic and Battle Aura;
The Empire's official website, brimming with the pulse of civilian life;
And, most recently, the emergence of the [Conquest of Subdomains]—
All of it left these young people profoundly shaken.
They resolved to study magic, proving their devotion to the goddess through action.
Yet, because this learning involved another great deity—the Internet God—they dared not do so openly.
They could only study and discuss in secret.
"Today is Instructor 'Nian Shao's' lecture. Everyone must listen carefully. I’ve looked into it—among all online instructors, his mastery of magic runs the deepest," said the young man welcoming Yi Wenni.
"Mm, I’ll pay close attention."
Yi Wenni nodded, then opened the internet—only for her expression to shift abruptly the next second. "Huh? What is this?"
BANG!
At that moment, a deafening crash erupted as the courtyard gate was violently kicked open.
Amidst the magical fluctuations of an alarm spell, a voice roared with bone-chilling intensity:
"Divine energy fluctuations?! Deserves to die—this is a heretic den! Seize them all!"
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