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Chen Xi stared at the colorful dots of light swirling around his fingertips, his face displaying a complex mix of shock, ecstasy, and bewilderment.

The spiritual energy of this world has never been exhausted.

They are so rare that even ordinary people, or even ordinary gods, cannot perceive them.

And he, by a twist of fate, became the embodiment of this Dharma-ending Age, thanks to this body reshaped by immense merit.

The first person to witness spiritual energy firsthand.

He closed his eyes, then opened them again. The strange vision disappeared, and the world returned to its original state.

But Chen Xi knew that everything was different now.

He turned and walked back into the base. The perception belonging to the "new humans" was like an invisible net, enveloping the entire underground fortress.

To the average person, this place is cold steel and cement, a gloomy corridor and tightly closed alloy doors.

But in his "spiritual vision," the entire world is completely reconstructed.

The cold steel walls emanated a deathly gray energy, while each member of the Pangu team was a faint, warm orange flame radiating life.

Their vitality, emotional fluctuations, and even hidden physical injuries were all revealed in the flickering light and shadow of the flames.

This is a God's-eye view.

A terrifying ability to see the true nature of all things.

Chen Xi did not stop walking; he turned his attention to the "Genesis" laboratory at the deepest part of the base.

In an instant, a sun appeared at the edge of his vision!

A miniature sun, radiating a pure, emerald-green light!

That was the highest-level biological isolation room where the "Taiyin True Water Grass" was stored.

That tiny leaf is constantly radiating extremely pure spiritual energy, like an inexhaustible energy beacon, slowly and steadily changing the surrounding environment.

Those emerald green spiritual light spots even penetrated into the special alloy casing used to isolate them.

Chen Xi could clearly "see" that the originally lifeless gray energy structure of the box was being tinged with a barely perceptible vitality.

It is evolving.

The matter of the mortal realm is being transformed at its most fundamental level by the spiritual energy of the celestial realm.

Chen Xi understood instantly.

These divine objects from the celestial realm are themselves condensations of spiritual energy.

They are subtly transforming the world.

An incredibly audacious idea began to grow wildly in his mind, like a wildfire spreading across the land.

A man-made paradise!

If... if we could obtain more rare and precious materials from the Immortal Realm and concentrate them in a specific area.

Does that mean we can artificially create a cultivation holy land in this Dharma-ending Age with a spiritual energy concentration comparable to the ancient primordial world?

By then, will the members of the Pangu Squad be able to break free from the shackles of genes and embark on the path of evolution, just like themselves?

No, it's not just the Pangu Squad!

It's the entirety of China!

This is no longer simply about strengthening warriors; it is a great project that can change the fate of the nation and enable the entire people to achieve a leap in their life level!

Chen Xi's heart pounded. He almost immediately wanted to pick up the phone and tell Li Guobang about this crazy plan.

Just then, his specially reinforced cell phone suddenly vibrated.

hum-

The long-dormant Heavenly Court communication group suddenly became lively again.

But this time, it wasn't about buying or just casual conversation.

Every message scrolling across the screen was filled with negativity and resentment.

The first to speak was the Thunder God, who had a lightning hammer on his head.

[Thunder God]: I'm exhausted! What's going on in the mortal realm lately? One minute it's been raining for a month straight in North China, and the next minute it's been experiencing a three-month drought in the Jiangnan region!

[Thunder God]: The Heavenly Emperor's decrees are like death warrants, one after another! Thunder every day, thunder every day! My old voice is almost hoarse from shouting! My Thunder God's hammer is about to spark!

Lei Gong's complaint was like a stone thrown into a stagnant pond, instantly creating ripples.

The image of the Goddess of Lightning then lit up; the image was an ancient cloud-patterned mirror.

[Lightning Goddess]: That's right! My sister's pair of Yin-Yang Lightning Mirrors are used to make lightning balls every day. Not only is her immortal power being depleted quickly, but her wrists are almost developing tendonitis! This is pure repetitive work, too much for a deity!

[Wind Goddess]: You two are absolutely right! My wind pouch is practically bursting! I applied for a new one the other day, and the process was slower than a snail's pace! Those bureaucrats at the Imperial Observatory, all they do is drink tea and read newspapers!

[Rain Master]: My jade bottle is almost empty, and my throat is on fire! What's most infuriating is that it requires no skill! It's just physical labor! Back in the day, we were immortals who debated and discussed the Dao, living a carefree life. Now, what's the difference between us and ordinary laborers?

[Four Dragon Kings]: @All members, does anyone have any extra rainfall quotas? The East Sea is in dire need of rain! If it doesn't rain soon, that brat Ao Bing is going to get skinned alive by Nezha again! Last time that brat came to the Dragon Palace, he almost pierced through my Crystal Palace!

The group chat was filled with lamentations.

These deities, who wield power over wind, rain, thunder, and lightning and are incomparably majestic in the eyes of mortals, are now like a group of corporate slaves driven to the brink of collapse by the 996 work schedule, frantically pouring out their grievances in the company's complaint group.

At that moment, the image of Nezha riding on his Wind Fire Wheels flashed and uttered an untimely remark.

【Nezha】: Uncles and elders, why don't you all learn from me and relax a bit?

In an instant, Nezha was targeted by the enemy's combined fire.

[Thunder God]: You little brat, it's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering!

[Lightning Goddess]: Exactly! Wait until you take over your father's Linglong Pagoda and suppress demons every day, then let's see if you'll still be laughing!

【Nezha】：(A pitiful emoji)

Chen Xi leaned against the cold wall, quietly watching the complaints of these immortals on the screen.

A meaningful smile slowly curved the corners of his mouth.

There was no trace of sympathy in those deep eyes; instead, they gleamed with the sharp glint of a hunter discovering a new continent.

Physical labor.

Repetitive work.

Inefficient.

The magical artifact is worn out.

Bureaucracy.

These keywords quickly combined and fermented in his mind, eventually forming a groundbreaking business concept that was enough to change the landscape of the three realms.

The Heavenly Court's productivity is still at the primitive stage of manual workshops!

What do the gods need?

What they need is not spicy strips, not Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), not even SK-II.

Those are just for fun.

Their real pain point is liberating productive forces!

They need automation!

They need an industrial revolution!

And this is exactly what the mortal world has in abundance!

Chen Xi didn't speak in the group chat. Instead, he skillfully opened the group member list and swiped his finger precisely over the avatars, which were either dignified or elegant.

Finally, his fingertip stopped on the profile picture of someone with a lightning hammer on their head, frantically spamming complaints.

[Lei Gong]

The Thunder God, in charge of heavenly punishment, holds a revered position.

At the same time, they are also the target customers who are most resentful, busiest in their business, and have the simplest needs in this wave of complaints.

Chen Xi opened the private chat window.

This time, he was going to sell a "divine artifact" from the mortal world to the "Minister of Electricity," who was in charge of the Heavenly Court's thunder punishments and held a noble status but was overwhelmed by heavy workload.

A groundbreaking invention that allowed him to completely abandon manual labor.