Chapter 167: Chapter 167: You Will Decide Their Fate!
In most civilizations at the current stage, Chosen Ones with Purple Epic Talent hold absolutely high status.
This can be seen from the Sky Spirit Civilization.
Amamin was just a newly promoted Sage, and even with a decent identity and talent, under normal circumstances, she could not have garnered many supporters and become one of the representatives of The Sage’s Council immediately upon joining.
However, with the addition of her Purple Epic Talent, her status was actually even higher.
This represented not only power but also potential.
Yet, Human Civilization was completely different.
Even though Feng Ping was one of only three possessors of Purple Talent within Human Civilization, his status wasn’t really anything special; in the eyes of most people, he couldn’t compare to those Chosen Ones who had made their mark during the Blood Demon War.
Even Feng Ping himself thought so.
The reason was simple.
The existence of Shen Hao alone suppressed all Chosen Ones!
In front of Shen Hao, it didn’t matter whether your talent was Purple, Blue, or even White; he could nurture any of them if he wished.
Currently prominent figures like Song Cheng and Liu Ruoxi, who had risen to fame, had started out as White Talents.
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Thus, no Chosen One didn’t admire Shen Hao, no one who didn’t long to be closer to this President of the Chosen Ones.
It wasn’t just because he was the savior, the guardian of civilization, but also because he represented the future of the Chosen Ones!
At this very moment, Feng Ping’s heart was already beating uncontrollably fast.
He had originally thought that he would have the chance to meet with the President only after making significant achievements, but unexpectedly, the mission required him to meet with the President right from the start!
Was the clothing he wore today too dirty? He hadn’t washed his hair, and it seemed like he hadn’t shaved either.
Thinking about these things made Feng Ping somewhat restless.
“The spaceship will arrive in ten minutes,” said Zou Shulong, catching a glimpse of Feng Ping’s nervousness and smiling with his honest round face, “though I think there’s a place to wash up on the spaceship.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ping’s figure disappeared from sight.
He had used his ability and passed directly through the wall!
“Illusion Body,” Zou Shulong looked at Feng Ping in the room and sighed slightly to himself, “He’s really strong.”
His talent was known as “Illusion Control,” and his profession, as an “Illusion Master,” was especially skilled at creating various illusions; in some ways, it was also quite powerful.
But compared to Feng Ping’s talent, there was a notable difference.
Unless there was a power that could counter Feng Ping’s or overwhelm him in terms of strength, otherwise, it was nearly an invincible defense, and even more, it was stealthy.
Luckily, Zou Shulong at his age naturally didn’t feel envious because of this.
His expression grew a bit more serious.
This hastily assembled four-person team, all with Talents or abilities of concealment, one could imagine that the mission they were tasked with was definitely not simple.
Zou Shulong being chosen as the team leader meant he was more mature and didn’t get overly excited like Feng Ping did.
He felt more pressure instead.
The spaceship arrived quickly, and when Feng Ping appeared again, he had managed a rough makeover. They waited on the magnificent Mage Tower for a while before the other two arrived.
One was a Japanese girl with a somewhat sweet face, looking no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, obviously very nervous.
She bowed deeply on seeing the two of them, “Hello, my name is Tanahara Kanai.”
As for the other person from the Northern Alliance, he was not tall, seemed rather thin, and appeared to be in his thirties or forties, and he introduced himself as well, “Just call me Ludwig, I’m an engineer.”
“Hello,” Zou Shulong greeted them, “My name is Zou Shulong, and I am the team leader for this mission.”
“Hello, Captain!” Kanai suddenly bowed deeply, at a full ninety degrees, becoming even more nervous.
Japan was now completely frozen over by seawater, and although those who survived were also building Underground Cities, there was a pervasive sense of sorrow. With that background, Japanese often felt somewhat inferior when abroad.
As a young girl, Tanahara Kanai was somewhat typical in this regard.
“It’s not often that we see a Chosen One of your age, what were you chosen for?” Zou Shulong asked her to ease some of her nervousness.
“Rep-, replying to the Captain, it’s as a top-level voice actor,” Kanai pursed her lips, sadness in her eyes, “I had already signed with an agency, they all said I had a lot of talent and that I would definitely become a world-renowned voice actor, but…”
Now, the agency was long gone, and so was the profession of voice acting.
“I see,” Zou Shulong didn’t really know what else to say.
With the beginning of the Civilization Trial, many things people used to love, including dreams and futures, had disappeared helplessly.
Especially now, without sunlight, forests, or grasslands to see.
People hiding in the Underground Cities might have secured their safety, but when they remembered these things, they were also filled with confusion and sorrow.
And at this moment, the door behind them suddenly opened, and Erin Ellie walked through.
“Follow me, the President is waiting for you.”
Suddenly, everyone tensed up again.
Naturally, they knew who the beautiful Angel’s “President” was.
Even Zou Shulong couldn’t maintain his composure at this time.
What, exactly, was the mission?
When the group arrived at the top floor and the doors opened, they all saw Shen Hao sitting on a throne, hovering in the middle of the hall.
Unlike when they met with Amamin, Shen Hao had retracted all his power at this time, but even so, he still exerted considerable pressure on the Chosen Ones before him.
“Greetings to the President,” everyone saluted together.
“This time, I’ve called you here for an important mission,” Shen Hao spoke concisely. “An hour ago, we witnessed the outbreak of a civilization war, or rather, a civilization slaughter might be more accurate to say.”
As his voice fell, a projection appeared in the center of the hall.
Everyone could clearly see it was a planet.
A white planet, also frozen by snow and ice.
However, at this moment, thirty space warships surrounded the planet like blood-sucking parasites, with explosions ripping through the area wherever they went.
Everyone revealed a shocked expression.
This was nuclear weapons!
Someone was using nuclear weapons in a dense pattern against another planet!
It had to be said that just this image alone fully displayed the brutality of civilization warfare; these people couldn’t imagine what was happening on the bombarded planet, nor could they imagine what would happen if their mother planet faced the same situation.
It would be the despair of countless people, the wailing of countless people!
The purpose of Sky Tower had not been made public.
However, considering Shen Hao before them, their expressions eased a bit, but they still looked moved by the images on the projection.
“The civilization launching this kind of extermination attack is the Desert Tower Civilization. They once attempted to do the same thing to the Siti people, but I stopped them, and now, they have taken the initiative to attack again,” Shen Hao said slowly. “Clearly, the nature of this civilization is extremely dangerous, and I am considering taking action to interfere with this massacre. However, we need more intelligence on this planet and its civilization.”
By this point, the mission was self-evident.
Every Chosen One present was at the Second Stage of their transformation and possessed either abilities or professions related to covert operations or reconnaissance.
Thus, their mission required them to delve into the depths of interstellar space, into this planet currently being heavily bombarded by nuclear weapons!
Upon realizing this, everyone felt an unusual sensation.
It was a mix of tension, shock, and an indescribable sense of grandeur.
It was as if they had always been focused on their immediate surroundings, on this world, and suddenly they were about to embark into the depths of space, to a distant alien battlefield!
However, Zou Shulong quickly responded, standing at attention and giving a military salute, “Yes! Mission guaranteed to be accomplished!”
Suddenly, the others also came to their senses and stood at attention to salute.
Indeed, during the Civilization Trial Period, every Chosen One held a military rank.
Their civilization needed their strength, no matter how dangerous or difficult; this was the mission of the Chosen Ones.
Shen Hao nodded slightly and continued:
“Your mission is to deeply engage with this civilization, to understand their situation, especially their cultural characteristics and level of power.” Having said that, he paused, looking at the group and emphasizing slightly, “I can say clearly that the outcome of your mission will determine their fate.”
Just this one sentence caused everyone’s hearts to tremble slightly.
Although it was not their civilization, but a strange one, one they had no knowledge of as of now.
Yet, it was still a civilization! A civilization with countless intelligent lives, with its own history and culture!
And now, the fate of this civilization lay in their hands.
With this mission, everything seemed to take on an immensely greater scale.
They could be sure that if this civilization survived due to the intervention of Human Civilization, the four of them would be eternally recorded in the history of this civilization, and possibly even in that of Human Civilization!
For an individual, this was undoubtedly a tremendous honor.
“The spaceship has been prepared for you, a Blue Level 20, a Military Reconnaissance Battleship with optical stealth and anti-reconnaissance capabilities, and it’s very fast,” Shen Hao added.
And in the next moment, he suddenly reached out and grasped the Scepter.
Stars sparkled in his eyes and golden Thunder emerged, a terrifying and solid power converging upon the Scepter. Then, with a gentle tap towards the four still in shock, power surged into their bodies and quickly subsided.