Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 340 Immersion!

"Everyone, the journey of reincarnation is arduous and uncertain. I have still managed to transmit the relevant information about reincarnation to your memories through my divine sense. This is my first attempt to emulate Houtu in this universe and carry out the practice of reincarnation. Because the Human Emperor Banner lacks the Ten Kings of Hell and the Three Lives and Six Paths, the reincarnation ceremony will be simplified. Before the ceremony begins, do you have any questions?"

Among the 1.72 million human heroes, a representative was quickly chosen: Vitalis, the former commander-in-chief of the European Fleet.

The officer, dressed in a space uniform and bathed in a pale golden glow, walked towards Luo Qing. He then noticed the nine 'water droplet' probes lying on the ground beside Luo Qing, and his feelings became complicated.

Vitalis gave Luo Qing a space salute and said, "Mr. Luo Qing, these are..." He pointed to the probes.

Luo Qing frankly stated: "As the Commander-in-Chief can see, these are 'droplet' detectors, also known as strong interaction force detectors. They use matter-antimatter annihilation for acceleration and deflection, and are the main accomplices in the destruction of the solar system fleet."

Vitalis: "Did you capture all these water droplets?"

Luo Qing: "Yes."

Vitalis: "How long did it take you to catch these nine water droplets?"

Luo Qing: "Four hours, fifty-four minutes, and thirty-seven seconds."

Vitalis: "The dispersion of water droplets is something that can only be achieved by traveling at the speed of light."

Luo Qing: "Yes, Commander-in-Chief, I recently learned to fly at the speed of light. I learned it when the number of human solar system fleet members dropped to 14.37%. Before that, my maximum speed was only 16% of the speed of light. The journey from the Great Ring to Jupiter is too long, so I was unable to provide rapid support."

Vitalis: "I don't mean to blame you. I'm just acutely aware of the fact that you are not the same as us."

Luo Qing: "The world is like sand in the wind, constantly shifting and uncertain. I have paid a terrible price for my recklessness, so since coming here, I have been extremely cautious in everything I do. The destruction of the Solar System Fleet was certainly due to the power of the Droplet, but my wrong decisions are equally to blame."

Vitalis: "You are a Wallfacer, with your own ideas."

Luo Qing: "I'm sorry."

Vitalis: "The dead can be resurrected, and ships can be rebuilt. The devastating defeat suffered by the Solar System Fleet due to extreme arrogance may not necessarily be a bad thing for the human world. Shame can inspire courage. There is no question of you apologizing."

Luo Qing: "My actions are not those of a qualified cultivator."

Vitalis: "You don't need to keep apologizing. Actually, I only have one question."

Luo Qing: "Please go ahead."

Vitalis: "How long will you continue to protect humanity?"

Luo Qing: "How long do you hope to last?"

Vitalis gave a wry smile: "I don't know."

Luo Qing: "The Earth is my bottom line, and my protection will continue until I am able to resolve all the hidden dangers."

Vitalis: "That sounds like a long time."

Luo Qing turned her head to look beyond the starry sky, her lips moving slightly.

Vitalis was taken aback.

Vitalis changed the subject: "How many ships in the Solar System Fleet are still alive?"

Luo Qing: "Twelve warships actively fled, and seven hundred and six warships passively fled. Of these, two hundred and six warships were considered unmanned because they had already achieved a full shipboard evacuation. Therefore, the total number of warships that could carry people to escape was five hundred and twelve."

Vitalis nodded: "From the beginning of the Great Ring War to the end of the Doomsday War, the total number of human star-class ships built was 5,120, which is exactly one-tenth."

Luo Qing: "The losses are huge."

Vitalis: "What do you intend to do with those 512 escaped warships?"

Luo Qing asked in confusion, "Deal with?"

Vitalis: "You have the ability to travel at the speed of light, so recalling them should be very simple."

Luo Qing: "I respect the choices of all warships. Those who are willing to pilot their warships back to Earth are heroes, and those who choose to pilot their warships away from the solar system are also heroes. If I have the means, I will provide assistance to the warships that choose to escape. If I don't have the means, then forget it."

Vitalis: "That's how it should be."

The conversation with Vitalis ended quickly, and Luo Qing then communicated with the dinosaur's spirit representative and the glowing, puffy spirit representative.

The term "spirit dinosaur" means that they choose to return to the dinosaur egg to hatch again, growing up from a baby dinosaur and reincarnating with their memories. (Actually, Luo Qing hadn't yet prepared the Meng Po soup (the soup of oblivion).)
As for those spirit Puji, they are more troublesome. The Light Speaker race has difficulty reproducing in the environment of the solar system and cannot gather enough little Puji for reincarnation. At Luo Qing's suggestion, they chose to be reborn as fairy spirit Puji through Luo Qing's methods.

The fairy spirit Puji is protected by a layer of fairy spirit energy given to her by Luo Qing. It is not very useful, but she can live in a normal Earth environment in the future. Moreover, her intelligence will be improved from the intelligence of a puppy to that of a human child, which can be regarded as an ascension to the level of life.

Of course, there is one last special spirit.

"Shanqing, what are you doing here?"

Luo Qing was completely baffled.

"Give me a chance to be reincarnated too," Shan Qing said confidently.

Luo Qing: "It can't be changed. Your spirit is essentially a Nascent Soul spirit. Where am I supposed to find an empty shell of a Nascent Soul realm cultivator for you? Others may not know the details of the new Underworld, but don't you know the details of the Underworld? The Human Emperor Banner was originally a Myriad Soul Banner that was snatched from a tribulation-transcending evil cultivator. If the Underworld is a complex program, then the current Human Emperor Banner is just a very short line of code."

Shanqing: "Then let the Bojiang girl turn around for a bit."

Luo Qing looked at the Pojang crystal, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

"I've emphasized this many times: the Pojiang girl isn't a living being; she doesn't even have a soul. How can she be reincarnated? Do you think I'm some kind of rat talisman?"

Shanqing's spirit, carrying the bewildered Bojiang girl, left angrily.

The human reincarnation ritual began quickly. The souls of 1.72 million heroes soared into the sky and were then randomly scattered across artificial womb reproduction factories around the Earth. At the rate of human growth, in less than twenty years, these 1.72 million warriors would be reincarnated as adults—not to mention they would all be reincarnated with their memories intact.

Having witnessed Luo Qing's entire reincarnation process, the commander of the carbon-based Federation fleet and Li Bai fell into deep thought.

Carbon-based Commander: "What is the essence of this 'reincarnation'? I don't understand it."

Li Bai: "It looks like... like stuffing the information of a human being into the body of a newborn infant."

Carbon-based Commander: "Li Bai, you've been to school, do you think that information bodies and these 'spiritual bodies' are the same thing?"

Li Bai: "It doesn't seem so... Information bodies are impossible to capture and control, and they are very easy to perish and distort without a complete carrier. The strongest god-level civilization of the previous cosmic era, the Star Cloud Civilization, left behind only information bodies that were about to perish in this universe. Moreover, the information bodies disappeared and were destroyed at the very beginning of the formation of matter because of the distortion caused by their reaction with matter. But this 'spiritual body' seems to be able to exist stably for a long time... It's amazing."

Carbon-based Commander: "I scanned the flag with quark-level precision, but I only obtained the superficial information about its material composition and could not see anything deeper."

Li Bai: "String-level precision and point particle precision aren't enough either; it's an information black hole." Carbon-based Commander: "Did Luo Qing create this?"

Li Bai nodded.

The carbon-based commander seemed to have figured something out and suddenly said, "The Trisolarans are really too evil."

Li Bai: "?"

While the two were chatting, Luo Qing had already flown to them, greeted Li Bai, and then looked at the Carbon-Based Commander.

"Supreme Military Commander of the Galactic Carbon-Based Federation Fleet, Race: Oceanic, Your Majesty, you may call me 'Blue'."

"Luo Qing, native god of the solar system, race: human, esteemed carbon-based commander, you may call me by my name directly."

With Li Bai as a witness, the two shook hands amicably.

Since the carbon-based commander is also in human form at this moment... This is a good habit of the carbon-based federation to adapt to local customs. When dealing with civilizations of level 5B or above, they will simulate the image and communication style of the other civilization to show that they can enter the universe and show respect to level 5B civilizations.

The three arrived on Earth and strolled through the still city. They randomly picked a beverage shop, and Luo Qing snapped his finger, instantly breaking the ice cube effect within the shop's area. Luo Qing then instructed a service robot to pour each of them a glass of grass juice.

The green revolution of two hundred years ago has continued, and thanks to the emergence of Super Grass, it has surpassed Coca-Cola to become the most popular beverage, second only to the God of Beverages.

What? Who is the God of Beverages?
The people have their own answer.

Regardless, grass juice is already a unique feature of Earth, and the carbon-based commander found it quite novel. Li Bai, on the other hand, showed little interest in grass juice.

"My work is temporarily done, and negotiations can begin at any time."

To demonstrate the importance Luo Qing placed on the negotiations, he even brought the chairman of the coalition government to act as a witness and lifted the freeze on the other party's actions, giving the chairman a detailed explanation of the current situation.

"Nine water droplets have been captured."

"All the Sophons have been arrested."

"This is the military commander of the Galactic Carbon-Based Federation, a super civilization that occupies 87% of the Milky Way's territory and spans 100,000 light-years."

"This is Li Bai. Don't misunderstand, this is not the Li Bai of history. This is a god-level individual from the 'Poetry' race, possessing the ability to jump faster than light and kill stars."

The co-chairman felt dizzy.

“Mr. Luo Qing, this is something you can decide for yourself,” the elderly man with gray hair said helplessly.

“My Wallfacer status has been revoked, and without official backing, I cannot represent human civilization for the time being… Li Bai and Lan also meant the same thing. I can only represent myself, which is why I specifically woke you up in advance to participate in the negotiations.”

"Who is the negotiating party?" the old man asked.

“It’s you and the Trisolaran leader,” the carbon-based commander said with a soft laugh.

"This... the Trisolaran world is four light-years away!" the old man said in disbelief.

"Distance is not a problem," Li Bai also said.

About fifteen minutes later.

The Great Depression Memorial Square, at the Altar of Truth.

A simple, minimalist negotiation space had been set up, with only a few chairs and a table. On one side of the table, an old man sat somewhat awkwardly, with a blue flag representing Earth's civilization behind him.

The commander of the carbon-based federal fleet sat in the middle, like a referee.

Luo Qing sat next to the old man, which gave the old man great confidence.

The awakened leader of the Light Language, the blue-light mushroom known as Lin Jun, was helplessly poked in a chair that had been specially modified and made of highly concentrated uranium.

The awakened dinosaur leader, whose name translates to Karl the Tyrannosaurus, sat on that small chair with his enormous body. His majestic golden vertical pupils were full of unease, and he didn't even dare to look at anyone on the table.

As the god behind the empire's devouring, Li Bai naturally stood behind Karl, serving as a backdrop.

Unfortunately, Karl felt like he had a thorn in his side when facing this ancestral god. He never expected that the god who devoured the empire had arrived in the solar system long ago and had even established a friendship with Luo Qing.

Li Bai never even asked the deceased Emperor Swallowing a single question.

As for the other half of the table, there was only one chair, and no one was there.

At this moment, the Trisolaran leader was still involved in the ambush of the "Redemption Day" spaceship and was unaware of what was about to happen.

Looking at the empty chair, Luo Qing asked in confusion, "Lan, how did you bring the Trisolaran leader, who is four light-years away, here so quickly? Is it some kind of quantum entanglement technique similar to the Sophons? If so, I think there's no need for negotiations. The least you can do is to have the other party come to the scene in person."

The carbon-based commander said, "That's how it should be."

Lan gave the order, and subsequently, the Silver Moon warship in lunar orbit emitted tens of millions of eight-dimensional lines. These eight-dimensional lines intertwined and eventually formed a spiral eight-dimensional channel. In eight-dimensional space, the speed of light in vacuum is 31.5 trillion times that in three-dimensional space. At this speed, it would take less than a microsecond to reach the Trisolaran galaxy four light-years away.

Without the Trisolaran leader being aware of anything, the eight-dimensional channel locked onto the Trisolaran leader.

The Trisolaran leader felt a chill run down its spine. It looked at the Science Administrator, and its thought membrane displayed: "Science Administrator, is the three flying stars about to begin? I feel the temperature is a bit cold—"

The voice has not fallen,

But then the eight-dimensional line suddenly contracted, and the Silver Moon warship flung out a force field tentacle. This tentacle swayed on the Trisolaran planet for a moment, then turned into a beam of light and shot straight towards the Trisolaran leader. The Trisolaran leader only had time to display a message: 'So cold,' before being instantly disintegrated into quark-gluons, which traveled along the eight-dimensional channel to Earth, where they were stripped of their moisture and reassembled into a shriveled mass of soft fibers.

The carbon-based commander awkwardly said, "The construction of the eight-dimensional channel is essentially a temporary eight-dimensional space in the form of a pipe, which is very energy-consuming, especially the transmission of macroscopic mass objects. The water content of the Trisolarans is much higher than that of humans, reaching 92%. In order to save resources, only his body composition was transmitted. As for water, Earth has plenty of it."

Luo Qing nodded, indicating his understanding.

The chairman of the United Government stared intently at the withered and dehydrated Trisolaran leader before him. The elderly man had already clenched his fists in secret.

Luo Qing also carefully examined the withered 'Trisolaran leader' and found that the Trisolarans also had limbs and bones, but after dehydration, they would appear as soft dry fibers, indicating that they did not have an internal skeleton, but only an exoskeleton. Their body surface had a silver-gray mirror-like reflective property, which was most likely evolved to reflect the three unpredictable suns.

Furthermore, on that withered body, there is a distinct sensory system, with eyes, ears, and a mouth, and it seems to have vocal organs, but no vocal cords to produce precise sounds. The brain structure is quite strange; after being soaked in water, it will most likely resemble a giant, semi-transparent jellyfish, through which brainwaves can be transmitted. This is probably their thought membrane.

"Can the negotiations begin?" the old man's voice rang out.

Lan nodded.

"Karl, find me a pot. I want to personally soak the Trisolaran leader," the old man said softly.

(End of this chapter)