Tasks were about forcing players to do things that were meaningful to the world.
As for Thia’s Holy Church, it was about subtly and continuously radiating positive emotions. Throughout history, the fact that religion could still exist from ancient times to the present proved that creatures, more or less, needed some faith.
Using the Holy Church to occupy the high ground of faith was always better for the world as a whole than anything else messy, such as a certain eager succubus’s lustful church next to it.
Next, Renji would definitely not rely solely on players. The “NPCs” as natives could not be left behind. Continuing to strengthen military power and preparing for the cold wave a thousand years later, all this work was handed over to Nova.
Finally, the work on Earth’s side, the connection with players, and the promotion of “Fallen Chronicles II” was Miyuki’s job.
Rather…
Renji and Miyuki exchanged glances at the meeting.
Renji’s final decision not to kill the Source Lord and force the Source Lord to reveal the truth behind it actually originated from Miyuki. If the she wanted to confront the Source Lord, there was actually no need to make such a big move on Earth, even creating the game company Alliance and releasing Fallen Chronicles II.
Obviously, Miyuki might have had such speculations and concerns very early on, so she laid out the plans in advance.
With the popularity accumulated by Fallen Chronicles II on earth, Renji believed that Fallen Chronicles III would definitely attract enough attention when it launched, and he didn’t need to worry about the player flow.
With this, with a span of a thousand years, the plans for the future had all been allocated.
“Milord, what about Sister Lena’s work?” Suthia raised her hand, the little nun looking innocent, tilting her head towards the succubus.
At this time, Miyuki also nodded along, as if echoing in a strange way, “Yeah, Lena, do you have any secret mission that you can’t tell us about?”
Faced with the nun’s gentle yet straight gaze, as well as the elf’s seemingly curious but actually black-bellied remarks, the succubus in the seat, as if her grand plan had been exposed, angrily muttered in a small voice.
Lena: “Eighty-six was right, these two despicable women!”
“So what exactly is Sister Lena going to do?” Suthia pretended not to hear and pressed further.
Forced to the stage, Lena could no longer hide her presence.
“I… I’m in charge of taking care of his daily life!”
After the succubus’s words, Suthia and Miyuki remained silent and continued to look at Lena, obviously the succubus’s answer could not fob them off.
Lena had no choice but to show her cards.
“Three thousand years, for us, this time has already exceeded the maximum limit of our lifespan.”
“So! For the stability of the plan, for us to have successors, and for everyone’s efforts not to be in vain, I’m going to go with Renji and create reliable heirs!”
At the meeting, Lena made a passionate declaration. On the succubus’s face, a sacred expression actually appeared, as if she was doing something extremely great.
Indeed, this sounded very important and crucial.
But…
“Zero, what exactly does Lena mean, what does heir refer to?” Nova, who always felt that something was wrong, poked the maid beside her.
The maid’s cold face glanced at the pretentious succubus, and translated to Nova in the easiest way to understand:
[Lena wants to have babies with master.]
It seemed that this was not enough.
Zero added, [She wants to secretly have babies with master while we are all busy with master’s work.]
With Zero’s addition…
Nova’s eyes instantly changed, and the purple dragon eyes looking at the succubus seemed to have become much sharper.
However, what Lena said was not entirely unreasonable.
The succubus was actually using this method to remind Renji.
Three thousand years…
For Disaster rank Eclipse creatures, four hundred years or so might be the limit. In the five hundred years of waiting for the Ashen, many former contractors had their lives exhausted and ended.
As for the Calamity rank ones like them, there might be slight differences depending on the race, but it would not exceed one thousand five hundred years at most.
And the “cold wave” was three thousand years later. Obviously, for Renji and them, they would not be able to persist until that day.
At least in the form of living beings, they would not be able to persist.
Renji actually did not resist birth, aging, sickness, and death. He was not a person who liked immortality, nor was he a person who liked to be the ruler of the world. At the right time, leaving the stage to the new generation of juniors and watching the growth of the juniors from the dark or behind the scenes was far more fun for Renji than being a ruler.
If there was no threat of the “cold wave”, Renji would probably choose this approach.
But…
Just as Lena said, they now faced the threat of the “cold wave”. Renji would definitely not feel at ease to really let go and not care, completely leaving it to future generations to continue persisting, so safeguard measures were indispensable.
And among the safeguard measures, heirs were undoubtedly one of the most effective.
As for the most trusted heirs, it was also human nature and selfishness. Renji naturally hoped that his own bloodline would inherit this thousand-year plan.
Moreover, because each of his wives shouldered an indispensable and important part of the plan, there had to be at least one heir in each project for Renji to feel at ease.
“Zero, what does Master Renji mean?” Nova poked the maid beside her with her elbow for the second time.
[Master means that he wants to have a baby with each of us.]
[At least one.] Zero added.
This task was not that simple.
The higher the level of power, the more difficult it was to produce offspring after mutual combination. This could be seen from the fact that even though Renji had already eaten them many times, none of them had any reaction.
But that was not a problem.
With the “expert” Lena in this area, she could provide the best guidance and assistance.
The prototype of the thousand-year plan was now completely structured.
The Source Lord led the many Sources back to the Source Sea to accumulate the power of the channel that could carry millions of players in the future.
The story of the Ashen Emperor came to an end here.
But the story of Chronicles…
was still continuing.
There would be new descendants, new heirs, continuing to write their own legends and epics in this Chronicles that Ashen had extended for them.
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Not final chapter btw.
The remaining chapters will be posted after 3h
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