Ninth class citizen

Chapter 318 Notes are by His Majesty Tiansheng
The civil war had barely begun when some vested interests fled with their money, attracting the attention of external forces that had long coveted these territories.

Without the intervention of a powerful figure like Viran, the entire cause of equality collapsed in just thirty years.

By the final moment of the dream's deduction, those who still hold beliefs in equality and freedom are less than one percent of those who enter the dream.

However, the selfish desires and evil thoughts in everyone's hearts have basically reached their maximum.

Vilan's thin lips were pressed tightly together, his expression cold.

"Actually, I've misrepresented the concept," Nan Rong said calmly. "Absolute equality and freedom inherently represent the selfish desires of the vast majority of people."

"The freedom enjoyed by the strong inevitably leads to the oppression of the weak; while the equality pursued by the mediocre is an injustice to the talented."

There is no absolute freedom and equality in this world.

Upon hearing this, Vilan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

“You’re right. But so what?” he said. “You can see their numbers, but what about me?”

Nan Rong shook his head frankly: "Something is obscuring the projection of the dream."

"Hehehe." Vilan's smile didn't reach his eyes: "So you can actually sense it. But to be honest, I don't believe in this theory myself."

Nan Rong looked up in surprise, her clear, black eyes staring straight at Wei Lan.

"Want to know why? Because the so-called egalitarian fighter is just a little game I play to pass the time when I'm extremely bored."

“No wonder.” Nan Rong nodded. “I was wondering how someone who truly believes in equality and freedom could transform into a high and mighty prophet and enjoy the worship of believers.”

"So, it's really a pity." Vilan's smile faded, and she looked directly at Nan Rong.

A cold, icy light flashed in his grey-blue, mercury-like eyes.
"I was sincere and wanted to walk hand in hand with you for the future. Unfortunately, you were too rational and calm."

Before he finished speaking, a powerful spatial energy fluctuation enveloped Nan Rong.

She smiled slightly, waved her hand to break the dream, and then disappeared from the City of Hope following the spatial fluctuations.

The next second, Nan Rong and Vilan appeared together on a dark and lonely asteroid at the center of the dark matter vortex outside the star system where the City of Hope was located.

“Now, you can tell me your real reasons for targeting me,” Nan Rong said.

Even though they were on an asteroid belt where there was absolutely no air, her voice still reached Vilan's ears clearly.

“You are surprisingly perceptive.” Vilan shook his head. “If they didn’t only need one trial participant, I really wouldn’t want to be your enemy.”

"Trial participant?" Nan Rong repeated the word, then suddenly looked up: "Are you one too?"

In her mind, the jelly dumpling was screaming frantically, "This is impossible! Master, the trials in this plane were personally presided over by the Dean, and you are the only one who passed the trials—and also a student in the preparatory class of the Cosmic Heritage Academy!"

"I can vouch for this Vilan with my spirit; he's a complete fraud!"

Vilan nodded. "Indeed. I have been waiting for over a thousand years, ever since I learned of this mysterious trial. And you, a lucky fledgling, have managed to stand shoulder to shoulder with me, obtaining the same qualification for the trial."

Jelly Dumpling bounced around in Nan Rong's sight, its big eyes almost spitting fire: "He's lying! This hypocritical liar, this shameless scum, has no right to be compared to you, Master!"

Nan Rong, however, was not annoyed. Instead, she felt a sense of certainty that it was indeed true. "So, where did you learn about this trial? And how much do you know about it?" she asked calmly.

According to what Jelly Dumpling originally said, the Corona War three years ago was a trial organized by that Great Demon King Dean, with the aim of selecting new students for the Cosmic Heritage Academy. And there was only one spot in this plane, and that spot was for herself.

She remembered all her comrades who had fought in that war clearly, and there was absolutely no one named Vilan among them.

Now, she has passed the additional second and third trials and entered the preparatory class stage, and has thus obtained the advanced textbook "The Theory of the Origin of the Universe" newly awarded by the Great Demon King.

Although she has not yet fully grasped the second half of the book, the profound mysteries of the first half alone far surpass the original power system of this plane.

Therefore, she did not doubt the authenticity of what Jelly Dumpling said about the existence of the Cosmic Heritage Academy.

But in any case, Vilan should not have known these things, much less waited a thousand years for them.

Even for a ninth-tier transcendent being, a lifespan of a thousand years is extremely rare.

So, although Vilan appears young on the outside, he is actually an old man who is frail and nearing the end of his life.

"How shameless!" Jelly Dumpling was so angry that her face turned green and red. "I just remembered that this old geezer, who's practically half-buried in the ground, had the nerve to pursue you, Master!"

“Me?” Vilan smiled calmly: “I am the successor of Tiansheng.”

"The founder of the Delin Federation more than six thousand years ago, His Majesty Tiansheng, the only special-class citizen?" Nan Rong asked in astonishment, "What does he have to do with this?"

“Of course it’s related. Tian Sheng was also a trial participant in this plane, but he failed in the end.” Vilan opened his hand, and a notebook with a brown-black leather cover appeared in his palm.

"I unexpectedly obtained his notes, learned about the trials, and inherited the power he left behind."

The notebook had a grayish-green sheen, and as soon as it appeared, the jelly dumpling screamed:

"That's it! That's it!" It jumped up and down, showing unprecedented excitement: "Master, it's the mysterious object I was talking about, the one that exudes a decaying yet familiar aura—ah, I know!"

"That's the aura of the previous Domain Spirit!" It stopped leaping, its expression shifting from excitement to somberness.
"No wonder I've never received the inherited memories of the plane—it turns out that the senior imprinted the remaining power of it onto this notebook—it must love its master very much!"

Nan Rong extracted a great deal of information from these words.

Jelly Dumpling once said that it was a newly born domain spirit, which made her wonder if there really was an old domain spirit in this plane, but it had long since perished.

The master of the old domain spirit is none other than His Majesty Tiansheng.

The domain spirit will only recognize students who pass the first trial as their master.

In other words, the one she participated in before was not the first student selection trial in this plane.

The one who passed the early selection trial was none other than His Majesty Tiansheng.

As Vilan just said, His Majesty Tiansheng has failed.

At what stage is the failure he refers to? Is it failing to pass the subsequent trials, or not completing the preparatory course?

Or perhaps, after entering the Cosmic Heritage Academy, he was forced to withdraw for unknown reasons?