I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 352 – Metaphysics at the End of Science

It was morning, and Ling Ping'an walked down the stairs with sleepy eyes.

His cat had been waiting for him for a long time.

When he opened the door, the breakfast shop next door was already open.

Aunt Cai was chatting with a customer with a flushed face.

The main point of their conversation was naturally related to the college entrance examination results that were revealed last night.

“Our place is really under the care of Grandpa Wenqu Xing…”

“This year, we definitely have to build a Wenqu Xing Temple!” Aunt Cai, whose daughter was going to take the college entrance exam next year, said very firmly. These superstitious middle-aged women would always believe those unreliable news.

The customer, who looked to be only 27 or 28 years old, actually nodded as well. “I've already joined Wenqu Xing Temple's committe group' of the street office and donated 3,000 yuan…”

“Really?” Aunt Cai listened and said impatiently, “I have to donate some money too…”

Ling Ping'an listened by the side and smacked his lips.

He knew that Wenqu Xing Temple would probably appear in the vicinity soon.

Fortunately, most religious buildings would be far away from residential areas, so there was no need to worry about it. Once he woke up, there would be an additional Taoist temple or something.

As usual, Ling Ping'an asked for a bowl of tofu pudding, two steamed dumplings, and payment. He took the breakfast and was about to leave.

However, Aunt Cai stopped him.

“Little Ping'an, the house price has risen again!” she asked, “Are you really not going to sell it?”

Ling Ping'an smiled and shook his head.

Even if the house price rose to the sky, it had nothing to do with him.

Aunt Cai felt a little regretful. “That's really a pity!”

“There are already people offering 80,000 yuan per square meter for the shops here!”

Ling Ping'an could not help but laugh. “80,000 yuan? That's a lot!”

The most expensive real estate in Jiangcheng city was probably the Beidu Palace Garden in the Northern District of the city a few years ago.

It was known as an all-natural, environmentally-friendly, and retro landscape community.

However, it was only sold for 70,000 yuan per square meter.

Because the price was set too high, it was pursued relentlessly by public opinion!

In the end, he had no choice but to issue a statement dejectedly, stating that he would donate the proceeds of this project to the Federal Empire's public housing project. Only then did he manage to barely escape.

Now, how could this abandoned heavy industry district in the Eastern District of the city be sold for 80,000 per square meter?

Ling Ping'an felt that this world had gone mad.

He Rourou stood in high spirits on the old dormitory building that had already started construction.

She looked down at the land that had already started construction.

“Yesterday, the municipal authorities have already approved us to use the name of the 'Champion District'…” A balding designer stood beside He Rourou, he carefully reported his work. “The related trademark registration work is also being fully advanced…”

“According to the federal law, this project can be pre-sold to the public…”

“The pre-sale price is 88,888 yuan per square meter…”

He Rourou slightly raised the corners of her eyes. “Isn't it a little high?”

“Not high!” Beside the bald man, the well-dressed general manager was beaming with joy. “This is already very conscientious!”

“The champion district, the cradle of the top scorer!”

“In my opinion, we can be a little more daring!”

“It can only be considered the price of a low-priced house!”

“Our flat villas and landscaped houses can definitely be set at a higher price!”

He Rourou could not help but frown. “That's not good…”

“The news media will attack us!”

Even though she had only been in the metropolitan territory for a month, He Rourou had already seen the capabilities of the media in this country during this period of time.

Although in this country, the news media could be sued or even have their licenses revoked if they simply reported.

The law stipulated that the news media had to endorse the basic facts of every news they published.

They could not deviate from the facts, or they would have to bear the responsibility.

Legally, morally.

But, it was also because of this that almost all the news media were very good at seizing opportunities and setting the tone.

They were always represented by public opinion. Once they seized an opportunity, they would pursue it relentlessly.

They would never give up until they bit someone to death!

It was quite similar to the stance a few hundred years ago!

The price was too high. Once it was exposed to the media, it would cause a commotion. With the foundation of Lion City Group, they did not even have the right to give those tycoons the opportunity to stuff their teeth!

Moreover, Lion City group was the capital of the Samboja Kingdom.

Therefore, He Rourou was very clear-headed.

“Price… There's no rush…” Thinking of this, she raised her hand. “Wait until the prices of the other properties are out, then we can discuss…”

She looked to the east. There was a huge corporation there that had also bought a piece of land.

Guangnan Xingye Group's property!

And in the upper circles, who didn't know that Xingye group was the Zheng family's property?

The Zheng Family wasn't a small fry.

Going back 300 years, they were a king with a different surname when the country was founded!

Now, although the ones who remained in the metropolitan territory were only the branch of that prominent family.

It was also closely related to the royal family.

Since the Zheng family had gone down, He Rourou naturally knew that she should follow that Big Mac to eat meat and drink soup.

However, the people around her smiled awkwardly.

They knew that some of their plans might have failed.

He Rourou waved her hand, and a female bodyguard who had been serving her since she was young immediately followed her.

She sighed deeply and walked down the stairs.

“Miss…” The female bodyguard walked up to her and asked, “Do you want to…”she made a throat-cutting gesture.

In Samboja, Lion City Group had always used blood to deal with their subordinates who had second thoughts.

They had even formed a private armed force to carry out various purge plans.

They were already extremely skilled at doing such things.

Just then, He Rourou shook her head. “This isn't my hometown!”

This was the federal empire!

Moreover, there was a general in this city!

That was an existence that could crush her to death with a single finger.

If she used those despicable methods here, she would definitely be taught a lesson.

There was another set of rules for the game here.

“Help me contact the new Daoist Society's records office…”

“Ask them to come to our company next month to help audit the finances!” said He Rourou.

In this country, once professional managers were found to be engaging in dishonorable acts behind the boss's back, they would be killed.

Then, what awaited them was only social death!

Because…

Loyalty, filial piety, and benevolence had always been the mainstream values of this country.

It was also a good story that had been spread for thousands of years and a common understanding of society.

Therefore, once people who ate the career of a professional manager were found out, they would have other 'unethical' practices or actions.

Apart from facing legal risks, they would also be kicked out of the entire system.

And that new road accounting firm was famous for helping the people in charge of various companies to get rid of the mole and find the traitor.

“Yes…” replied the female bodyguard.

He Rourou continued to walk down the stairs. She didn't pay too much attention to other things.

In her heart, there was actually only one thought these days.

“Master, where are you exactly?”

This thought became extremely profound after she encountered two extremely dangerous missions in the nightmare world.

She understood that everything was just a fleeting cloud.

Looking for her master was the only way!

Because…

She needed… her master!

As Song Shihui opened his eyes, he ended the two hours of meditation.

He looked up at the time. It was ten in the morning.

After standing up, he walked to the window and pulled open the curtains. The world outside was filled with endless streams of cars and horses.

All kinds of sounds came in his ears.

The sounds of engines, people, the footsteps of passersby, and even the murmurs of insects and ants in the grass.

The sounds entered his ears.

More importantly, Song Shihui could still hear the sounds of psionic power.

These rustling sounds were the infrasonic waves emitted by the psionic power tide when it was charging at a low position.

Sounds that could not be heard by the ears of living creatures.

Listening to these sounds, song Shihui felt that the entire world had been digitized in his eyes.

There were ants, flies, earthworms… there were still hatching eggs in the withered leaves.

Their numbers were XXX, XXX…

The pedestrians on the opposite road were XXX…

In the past few seconds, XXX cars passed by on this road. Their models were..

XXX people were in this building.

The first floor was..

Everything was marked out in Song Shihui's eyes.

To be more precise…

It should be measured out!

He shook his head hard and forced himself out of this state.

The vision in his eyes and ears disappeared completely.

However, his face had already turned pale.

“The consumption is a little too much…” He panted in a low voice as he tightly held the 'book' in his hand.

However, he understood that he had made a huge profit!

The secret technique passed down in his family, the ability of the palace of Yellow Bells, was expanded once again.

The melody…

Now, not only could he kill people and break the technique, he could do even more things!

For example, he could measure the world!

For example, he could measure the world.

He could even measure energy!

He could see the secrets and know the barriers!

And this was exactly what the ancient law books described.

Mathematics, physics, and even the five elements of yin and yang, as well as everything, could be determined and measured by music.

Therefore, almost all the ancient measuring instruments were changed from musical instruments.

Thinking of this, Song Shihui picked up his phone and dialed his secretary's number.

“Help me contact a few grand maesters in the Department of Mathematics at the Federal Empire's Central Institute of Technology…”

“Ask them to prepare a discussion on the relationship between mathematics and the measuring device for me…”

“Umm…”

“As soon as possible!”

Song Shihui understood that his future path had already been decided, so he wanted to continue moving forward and walk to the next stage.

Not only did he need the help of music, but he also needed the help of mathematics, geometry, and physics.

Because…

This was the path described in the 'music of mourning'.

Starting from music, he could move everything.

Unfortunately, the prerequisite was that he needed to have a sufficient understanding of mathematics, physics, geometry, and other basic sciences.

Thinking of this, Song Shihui walked forward and opened his room door.

There were already people waiting for him at the door.

“General song…” Grand Secretary Zeng Jing seemed to have gone mad. He rushed to him and asked, “Do you… still have those coins?”.

“What's wrong?” asked Song Shihui.

Last night, after coming back, Song Shihui handed the six coins to this grand secretary.

Then, he closed his door to cultivate.

“You don't know!” Zeng Jing's eyes lit up. “Those coins…”

“The coins you brought back have made a breakthrough in my experiment!”

“They are treasures!”

“They are the keys left by Haotian!”

“I just need a few more… I promise… I can figure it out in three years!”

“Really!”

“We will succeed!”

“We will leave our names in history!”

“Our children and grandchildren will be proud of us!”

This grand secretary, who was crazy for science, was so excited that he almost spat on Song Shihui's face.

Song Shihui listened and calmly grabbed the grand secretary. “Mr. Zeng! Calm down!”

“What's going on?”

“I cracked one of the coins!” Zeng Jing couldn't calm down. He then shouted excitedly, “I found traces of human activity inside the coin!”

“They were created by someone with powerful psionic power!”

“There is a whole one inside! No, there are several sophisticated arrays!”

“This is simply a miracle of psionic power!”

“Someone actually used arrays to restrain powerful psionic power!”

“They are the chips of psionic power!”

“Yes!”

“They are the chips of psionic power!”

“As long as we can crack one percent of their secrets!”

“We can copy the rough parts!”

“Then…” Zeng Jing's eyes suddenly burst with bright light. “We can use them as energy!”

“What does this mean?”

“We found energy that is more efficient, powerful, and clean than nuclear energy!”

Song Shihui listened to the Grand Secretary's words.

He accurately grasped the key point.

“Are you saying that after you cracked one of the coins, you spotted traces of man-made arrays inside?”

“Just like how we etched circuits with a photolithograph?”

“Someone etched a complicated array into a coin

“Using it to bind and restrain psionic power?”

“Yes!” answered Zeng Jing, “It's an incredible genius idea

“Using the idea of making chips to etch arrays!”

Zeng Jing exclaimed, “Who on earth is that?”

He couldn't imagine it.

What kind of power and technique was it to be able to carve out such a complex array system from the inside of a coin.

This was simply not something a human could do.

Nonetheless, Song Shihui's heart was already overturning!

“As expected!” He thought, “The end of science is metaphysics!”

This was a hypothesis that gradually appeared after the Blackguard communicated with the ancient god.

It was one of the hypotheses based on the ancient god's various inconceivable and inexplicable phenomena.

However, Song Shihui stared at the excited grand secretary and shook his head, saying, “Unfortunately, we only have seven coins in total now…”

“Yes…”

“Now it's six coins!”

“And…”

“I'm afraid that even those six coins will have to be handed over to the research institute directly under the Blackguard…”

“No!” Zeng Jing immediately shouted, “You can't do this!”

Song Shihui sighed.

How could such a phenomenon happen to those coins?

Then, their status would naturally become higher.

From a magical item to a magical item!

Those who were qualified to study and decide to use it would become the commander-in-chief!

Zeng Jing still wanted to struggle and resist, but unfortunately, his resistance was futile.

Fortunately, he did not lose out.

Song Shihui promised him that he would allow the blackguard research institute in the imperial capital to continue participating in the relevant work. Only then did he finally get rid of this grand scholar who was extremely passionate about these coins.

After sending Zeng Jing off, Song Shihui walked to his office. He picked up the remote control and directly connected to the headquarters of the Blackguard in the imperial capital.

Zhang Hui's face then appeared on the screen.

“General song…” Zhang Hui looked at him and asked, “How is your cultivation feeling?”

“Very good!” Song Shihui nodded. “I feel that I have already found the sensation of a breakthrough!”

Zhang Hui nodded, for they had already communicated once last night.

As the only two known people who had pledged their souls to that person, the two of them could be considered to be in the same boat, so they exchanged some things.

Therefore, at this moment, Zhang Hui's expression was a little excited!

He told Song Shihui, “General, I just came out from the tower!”

Song Shihui immediately became nervous. “How's the situation?”

Zhang Hui smiled. “It went very smoothly!”

“Those evil god consciousnesses who are always unconvinced don't dare to attack me at all…”

“Your guess is correct!”

“That person is our life-threatening talisman, but he is also our protective talisman!”

“We can use the power of the Tiger to intimidate others!”

The tower was a place where the blackguard had found all sorts of awakened evil God artifacts, sacrifices, and statues from all over the territory over the past two hundred years.

It was the most dangerous place for the Blackguard!

Most of the retired generals would take turns to suppress it.

The generals on active duty would also go once a year to check to make sure that the things inside wouldn't run out.

Under normal circumstances, the consciousness of the evil gods that were suppressed would crazily attack the people who entered.

However, this time, after Zhang he entered, they were more obedient than anyone else.

Although many things were getting restless, they did not dare to make a move in the end.

What did this mean?

Zhang Hui and song Shihui were very clear!

“So…” Song Shihui said, “My guess should be correct!”

“That…”

“Maybe he sees us as a race that is trying its best to please him…”

“With his way of thinking, maybe we can be allowed to use our souls as collateral, or be favored…”

“He thinks highly of our performance…”

“It's a kind of favor!”

Zhang Hui listened and nodded, expressing a limited agreement with song Shihui's judgment.

There was nothing he could do. The Blackguard's understanding of him was still too little!

So little that everything he knew was basically guesswork.

“Oh right…”

“The few coins that he gave last night seem to have a big secret…” uttered Song Shihui.

In a brief manner, Song Shihui recounted what Zeng Jing had said when he came, and then said, “General Zhang, please send someone to Guangnan quickly and take those few coins away!”

“I suspect…”song Shihui said, “He gave those coins to me because he wants us to study them…”

“This is some kind of reward…”

Zhang Hui listened and nodded seriously, “I will immediately come to Guangnan and take those coins back personally. I will also organize the best research team to study them!”

This matter could not be neglected.

In ancient times, even if it was just the tip of the iceberg, the things bestowed by a king would be worshipped.

Those who did not do so would definitely lose their heads because this was a great disrespect!

Who would 'reward' these coins? Although the purpose was unclear, it could only be guessed.

But there was one thing — the Blackguard had better show a positive attitude towards this matter.

In truth, even if it wasn't, the Blackguard would still put in 100% of their effort to deal with those coins.

Not to mention other things, just the possible 'formation etching' technology within those coins.

To the Federal Empire, they were all out-and-out black technology!

It was worth preparing a project similar to the nuclear bomb project back then to push forward with all their might!

A meteor streaked across the sky of the middle ancient world.

“Bang!”

The enormous bronze golem landed on the ground.

It stood up and looked at the sky.

It could no longer contact the communication device of the Immortal Qin dynasty.

The signals of its brothers and sisters had also disappeared.

Beneath its feet was a pile of ruins.

The Afang Palace…

The Immortal Qin Afang Palace…

The place where the ancestral dragon had forged it had become a pile of ruins.

Its huge bronze palm separated the soil of the earth and found something buried deep underground.

It picked it up and put it on its nose to sniff.

“The bloodline of the Golden Dragon King has been severed!” It sighed.

And so, its huge body rose up again.

There was nothing in this world that it missed.

The bloodline of the ancestral dragon had already dissipated.

All the facilities in Xianqin seemed to have come to a standstill.

That huge empire seemed to have never appeared before!

But…

“Hmm…” It looked at the horizon, the high bulging great wall that isolated the world.

The Great Wall left behind by the ancestral dragon was still there.

However, this was no longer the country that the ancestral dragon had founded.

“Let's go…” it said.

Thus, its huge body floated up.

At this moment, pottery figurines appeared from afar.

Behind the pottery figurines, a youth wearing a crown walked out of the shadows.

“Captain Meng!” Liu Zhi shouted at the bronze golem that had already floated up. “Please Wait!”

Meng Yi turned around and looked at the pottery figurines.

They were very crude… very primitive…

They seemed to be the first batch of pottery figurines that the ancestral dragon had refined.

Therefore, it landed and asked, “Who are you?”

“Why do you know the art of pottery figurines of the ancestral dragon?”

Chapter end