The robust life force of Qin Shi, like a blazing furnace, pure and scorching.
It was a sight that Xia Hong had never seen before, making it exceptionally attractive.
"Can you be sure it’s human?"
Most supernatural entities either stayed in polluted zones or near the Netherworld rifts.
Normally, it was very difficult for them to appear in the urban area.
On one hand, due to the suppression and search of the Iron Curtain defense; on the other hand, the normal world was too "barren" for supernatural entities, lacking abundant energy factors, making it not a "habitable environment."
"This can be confirmed."
Xia Hong nodded solemnly.
"But it’s very strange."
Qin Shi raised an eyebrow:
"What do you find strange?"
Xia Hong frowned, showing a very troubled expression:
"I don’t know, just feels very weird."
She couldn’t help but pick up a water cup, secretly observing Qin Ge through tactical sips.
"Mr. Qin, don’t you think he is very ’perfect’?"
Qin Shi didn’t understand, giving a puzzled look.
"Humans are not perfect beings; the Mortal Body constantly evolves, removing discordant parts. It’s a ’sculpting’ process."
"Take you, Mr. Qin, for example. Because you walked the Limit-Breaking Road of Old Martial, your physical body has reached extreme sublimation, making your Mortal Body nearly perfect, transforming towards the ’flawless’ level.
But that person is very strange. His perfection is not without any flaws but ’without defects.’ I can’t find any imperfection on him, every part is just right.
It’s like, it’s like..."
Xia Hong tapped her smooth forehead, wanting to say something but got stuck.
"Like a meticulously created character in a game."
Qin Shi leaned against the wall, calmly watching Qin Ge sitting alone.
The latter seemed to have noticed and smiled at him.
"Yes! Exactly that feeling! He looks like a doll crafted by skillful hands, with no discernible flaws!"
Xia Hong strongly agreed, nodding repeatedly.
"Thank you, Miss Xia. Let this be our secret, don’t tell a third person, and don’t delve deeper either."
Qin Shi recalled the anomaly on the soul level of Qin Yixiong which he resolved in the Netherworld.
A monster with a scorpion tail?
"It seems the Qin Family isn’t very clean. Besides the ’grey tactics’ in business, there are darker sides."
Qin Shi made a mental note, deciding to find time to discuss it with Old Chen.
Anyway, he already had grudges with the Yan City Qin Family.
If he could bring them down easily, it would be a nice deed.
"A perfect person with no flaws."
Qin Shi murmured in his heart.
In a blink, fifteen minutes had passed.
Holvren led everyone out of the VIP lounge, heading to the private passageway, and took the Governor’s Mansion’s special car.
It wasn’t until Qin Shi’s figure disappeared at the airport that the atmosphere in the room became lively.
The voices of the other young geniuses unconsciously rose.
"Staying in the National Guest House, the treatment is top-notch."
"He’s the top scorer! The champion! Understand?"
"He looks pretty ordinary, didn’t feel very intimidating."
"The value of breaking the dedicated barrier, no need to say more! Zhou Yuanchen, does he feel intimidating? He was still eliminated!"
"Tsk, so powerful, why wasn’t he chosen as the Supernova of Central City..."
The idle chatter didn’t reach Qin Shi, who was already seated in the Governor’s Mansion’s special car.
A plain black official car drove out of the underground passage, revealing the vast Central City.
It was like a metropolis leaping out from the ground, with high-rise buildings densely packed, towering into the clouds.
Surrounding them were a maze of intricate traffic routes, resembling a giant nest of some super large creature, exuding coldness and austerity.
Above this steel forest, there were floating islands in the clouds.
Some adopted a retro style, vaguely showing designs of flying eaves and arch bridges.
Like the Celestial Palace in mythology!
"Little Junior Brother Qin, this is the structure of Central City."
The relatively quiet Senior Sister Yu Weiwei spoke:
"What you can see, bathed in sunlight, belongs to the middle class here. They go in and out of buildings, work for big companies and powerful entities, rent super high-rise apartments nearby, with their biggest joy each day being looking down and fantasizing about moving to a more luxurious house."
Sitting in the back seat, Qin Shi listened quietly, finding that the heart of Heng Province wasn’t as glamorous as his New Dongxia classmates imagined.
"The true bottom class is underground. Central City has specially planned multi-layered underground spaces deep enough, with a well-designed water circulation system and simulated lighting system.
The industry with the most presence in the underground space is processing. Although the Iron Curtain defense level of Central City is very high, Heng Province must maintain overall electronic blockade, unable to upgrade technology, still requiring a large labor force.
Listening to Senior Sister Yu’s explanation, Qin Shi felt complex emotions. The dormant Star God destined Heng Province difficult to elevate, making human labor inevitable consumables.
"Senior Sister, you’ve been to Hai Province and the Imperial Capital; the top-tier administrative regions should be different, right?"
Qin Shi was very curious, wondering what would happen if not for the "Star God" time bomb, restricting East Xia Canon from lighting up the technology tree.
"If we talk about city appearance and material supply, there might be differences. But the general social structure is similar; the more advanced the technology, the more concentrated the resources at the top."
Yu Weiwei shook her head, looking out at the passing vibrant lights:
"Many believe the Nine Marshals have been dormant too long, causing the country they forged to gradually deviate from its initial path. The four National Universities are heavily prone to forming societies, like the Rejuvenation Society that has risen in recent years in Southwest United and Huabei Imperial Capital."
Qin Shi raised an eyebrow, seeming to think of something but remained silent to let Senior Sister continue.
"They publish the articles and speeches of the Nine Marshals from the past, especially the strategic and war-related combined works by Marshal Qin on overthrowing the old empire, and distribute them, inviting like-minded students to join their society."
Yu Weiwei’s tone was calm, but every word made Qin Shi feel a storm brewing.
Undoubtedly, the four National Universities were stirring up a wave.
Considering the students were basically the cream of the crop.
If there were leaders, the spread of this ideology would be incredibly fast.
"Rejuvenation Society, huh. What are their demands?" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel-fire.ɴet
"Reformation. They call themselves reformists. They believe that the Nine Marshals rotating their positions, each awakening from sleep to lead New Dongxia for a thousand years, would make this machine gradually rust, then decay, becoming like the old empire."
Yu Weiwei pursed her lips:
"They hope to abolish the current ’Grand Congress System’, dissolve the Council Court, and build a new Dongxia through joint elections."
Qin Shi’s mouth twitched, the students of the four National Universities were indeed brave.
In ancient times, they would all be rebels, directly lined up and executed.
Currently, Dongxia is governed by the Nine Marshals, then deliberated by an eight-hundred-member Grand Congress, from which nineteen are selected to form the Council Court to make decisions.
Qin Shi previously used Spiritual Resonance to learn about the secrets of the Zhu royal family and the Celestial Destiny Void Monarchs.
Thus, he somewhat understood why the Nine Marshals set the Grand Congress System, creating a Council Court that plays a conveying role.
They couldn’t directly tell New Dongxia’s billions of citizens that although the old empire was overthrown, the royals bearing the name of Zhu still existed, could they?
That would greatly affect New Dongxia’s stability.
"Nine thousand years is indeed too long. Even with the Nine Marshals rotating, they mostly slumber in the Celestial Crystal Coffin, unable to care for this child racing forward in the Galaxy."
While Qin Shi sighed, the Governor’s Mansion’s special car passed through countless gates with monitoring devices and arrived at the National Guest House.
He and Yu Weiwei got off one after the other, before they could take a close look at the rumored place for receiving upper-class people, they heard a cold snort.
"Are you the first place in the Heng Province Top 100 Competition? You look very ordinary, much worse than Brother Yu Li."