Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 1593 Offering Oneself to Pray for Advancement

Beneath the clear blue sky, an airship bearing the logo of the Bolun Company was flying towards the verdant land of the Sangmawoga Continental Association.

Sven Lindenberg sat in the main cabin, with the latest issue of the Heroes newspaper open in his hand.

This is a local newspaper from the Sangmawoga region, but it is very popular among the local people. It is said that on the day the newspaper is published, an educated person will read it aloud to the villagers and relay its contents.

This newspaper contains content that is hard to find elsewhere, such as speeches by leaders of the resistance, doomsday prophecies, and various anti-government and anti-corporate statements.

Strictly speaking, his reading of this newspaper was already a violation of company regulations. The active consciousness within the airship had already warned him that his words and actions would be recorded and subsequently submitted to the company's board of directors.

However, he still persisted in reading it. It would be inappropriate to give up hastily after getting his hands on it. He could use the information gathering as a reason to submit a report afterward, but he would inevitably undergo some psychological intervention and review.

After watching for a while, Jie Ping received a notification sound. He looked out the porthole and saw a very healing green color. However, in contrast, the surrounding area was a gray-white expanse stretching for kilometers. It was barren land where no living things existed. The green color looked like it had been forcibly embedded into the already dead land.

This is an ecological protection zone that the company consortium has been vigorously developing.

The continent of Sanmavoga has numerous small fissures that are poorly controlled and managed. In addition, there are many illegal research institutes there, and mutated creatures from the fusion zone and laboratories have spread to the outside world in large numbers, resulting in a harsh environment for survival in the wild. As a result, major companies have artificially created an isolation zone around their various strongholds by using biochemical agents and weapons and destroying the soil and living environment.

He came to participate in the World External Implant Exhibition. The combination of internal and external implants is the future development trend. Norland showcased a variety of external implant models, almost all of which involved their company's technology.

Then, as the eyes moved beyond the lush green land, and with the adjustment of the implanted pupils, a cone-shaped black mountain more than ten kilometers away became clearly visible, with orange-red spots of light shimmering within it.

That's the Murgalon lava lake. The active volcano there is always at risk of erupting, and it's only a dozen kilometers away, which makes people feel uneasy. I don't know why the ecological park was built here in the first place.

Perhaps... it's for that need?
He was ostensibly there to attend the exhibition, but in reality, he was there on behalf of his company to witness a ceremony that was touted as the grandest since the old days.

As the airship approached the lush green landscape, it descended slowly. Various airships representing different companies were docked on the anchor tower, most of which belonged to members of the corporate consortium.

The central city of the Sangmavoga Continent was built with the help of the Western Continent. It is the Western Continent's backyard. With its vast land, abundant resources and seemingly inexhaustible population, the Western Continent was able to contend with the Federation and the Great Shun.

In reality, most of the power and resources in the Western Continent, apart from the governments of various countries, are in the hands of corporate consortia. Even some national political figures were promoted by these companies.

"Mr. Lindenberg, welcome to the Cloud Top Hotel."

This hotel, built on lush green land, features a famous sky garden design. The top floor of the hotel is separated from the main building and supported by thick branches and vines, making it appear to float in mid-air. Water flows down the gaps inside, turning into countless tiny waterfalls, which form rainbows under the refraction of sunlight, making it a true sky garden.

However, compared to what we are about to see today, these man-made wonders seem insignificant.

Once the airship came to a stop on the anchor tower, Sven, along with his company entourage, disembarked, each carrying a briefcase.

There were already people waiting below to greet him and lead him into the hotel. Just as he reached the main entrance, another group of people were also walking in. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure. That person also saw him, walked towards him, and smiled as he extended his hand.

"Mr. Lindenberg, hello, I didn't expect to meet you here again."

Sven extended his hand and shook his. "Yes, Mr. Meriwether, what a coincidence."

The other party, Sadias Meriweather of Deepsea Spiral, has had several business collaborations with him in recent years, and they had even met at a trade show just two days ago.

Meriwether then lowered his voice slightly: "Mr. Sven, you're here for the ceremony too?"

He said ambiguously, "I'm just here on behalf of the company."

Merriweather smiled meaningfully, exchanged polite gestures, and then walked into the hotel together.

Upon entering the lobby, waiters were everywhere, while security personnel wearing retro feather helmets stood on both sides of the corridors and doors.

Meriwether said, "We have to wait another day. We can eat something and replenish our energy. The ceremony is said to be very long, and we probably won't be able to leave during it."

Sven asked, "Is it impossible to leave from here?"

“Don’t worry too much,” Meriwether waved his hand. “The venue provider has promised us safety.”

"Excuse me for disturbing you both." A man in a hotel uniform walked over.

"I am one of the hotel's management directors, my name is Monte Werner. I have noticed the conversation between the two gentlemen. Rest assured, Greenland is recognized by countries all over the world. We have the best security team. No political system, corporation or other force can interfere with us."

There's no need to worry about the ceremony having a negative impact on the witnesses. To ensure the smooth running of the ceremony, the alliance has dispatched two Throne Fighters to be stationed there.

Well then, I wish you both a pleasant time. If you need anything, feel free to contact me anytime, or you can contact Mr. An Zhongxin, who is sitting next to me.

He gestured to a man with an Asian face next to him, sent a contact number to the two men, bowed slightly, and left.

The man named An Zhongxin walked up and gestured to one side, "Gentlemen, please come this way to attend the ceremony." The two men followed him to one side of the passage and saw a man and a woman with three children walking into another passage.

An Zhongxin said, "Those are members who come to participate in the ceremony. They will bring their families. Each member has three slots, which can be given to collateral relatives or designated candidates, but cannot be sold."

At this point, he emphasized slightly: "These participants were also the first to arrive in the new world."

“New World…” Sven pondered for a moment.

An Zhongxin said, "When the old world is destroyed, the only thing that can sustain us is the new world."

They then saw another group of people walking from outside into the passageway; their clothing indicated they were Abyon people.

The two men stopped involuntarily because one of them was an elderly man who was walking unsteadily and being supported by someone.

"The head of the Vermora family... I never thought he was still alive," Merryweather murmured.

Sven asked, "Does he still have his original body?"

An Zhongxin added, "Because only a clean and pure body can be accepted by the ritual."

Clean and pure?

Sven shook his head; he simply couldn't reconcile this aged and broken body with those adjectives.

"Let's go."

The two followed An Zhongxin into the hotel room, put away their luggage, ate something there, and settled in before visiting the exhibits at the exhibition.

After resting for a night, the two followed An Zhongxin on the internal railcar to the top-level sky corridor of Emerald Green the next day.

They saw many well-dressed men and women appear there; most of them were healthy, strong, handsome, and beautiful, with confidence and composure on their faces.

They all come from distinguished backgrounds and have achieved extraordinary accomplishments; each one can be considered an elite of humanity. After today's ceremony, they will undergo a true evolution and become members of an even higher class.

Sven recognized many powerful figures who had previously only appeared in newspapers and magazines, as well as some who were clearly strong fighters.

The credentials that allow entry here are either force or power; one must possess at least one of these to be eligible for entry.

These people occupied the center of the venue, while the witnesses were arranged on the periphery and waited until eight o'clock.

As the previous field simulation disappeared, a spacious staircase appeared where there used to be a lake, large enough to accommodate hundreds of people walking side by side.

Lights resembling indicator lights flashed above, and the men and women, with excited expressions, walked up in groups of three or five.

Seeing him intently staring at the screen, Merryweather asked, "Mr. Lindenberg, you seem somewhat worried?"

Sven said, "Mr. Merryweather, do you think they can succeed?"

Merryweather looked at him, smiled, and said, "You're worried about that? Don't worry, the mastermind behind the new world has always kept the doors open to us."

Sven asked, "I've never understood why those... well, the rulers need us? I mean, we don't seem to be anything special, do we?"

Merryweather shrugged and said, "Then why do those rulers keep coming to us, to our world? It's probably because we have what they want."

Furthermore, the New World Project was initiated by our predecessors and has been carried out by us, their descendants, so we should rightfully enjoy its fruits.

He looked ahead and said, “Just watch closely. Once the first batch of members enters the new world, more and more people will step onto the ladder. Becoming them, joining them, and then becoming a member of the new world is the next big trend.”

"Yes, I'll apply after the ceremony." He turned to him. "Mr. Lindenberg, what about you?"

Sven hesitated for a moment. "I think I need to think about it some more."

“Alright, just a friendly reminder, don’t think about it for too long.” Merryweather said meaningfully, “This spot is very limited, and I’m afraid many people will be vying for it.”

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(End of this chapter)