This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 259 Consensus
Six?! Are you kidding me?!

Yi Jian's voice was hoarse, and he was on the verge of a breakdown. They had been working all day, switching shifts several times, and finally managed to resolve the issue with the help of the second administrator, and now there were six extra copies?!
Without a word, he scrambled towards Han Jiangxue, who had collapsed from exhaustion and regained her human form. The healers surrounded her, desperately channeling their remaining energy, and beams of healing light fell upon Han Jiangxue and the other wounded like lifelines.

In the shadows further out, the fabricated phantom of Nie Weiyang stands silently, like a sculpture blending into the background.

The phantom's gaze was empty, looking at the anxious Yi Jian, the unconscious Han Jiangxue, and the panicked crowd around him, its eyes devoid of any emotion. No one noticed it—this phantom existed outside of everyone's perception.

Nie Weiyang wasn't indifferent; rather, as the second administrator, he couldn't use paladin skills. He currently lacked healing abilities and couldn't even use illusions for cover. Now that the battle was temporarily over, having the illusion appear would not only be useless but might also arouse unnecessary suspicion by revealing his anomaly.

The contradictions of navigating between two identities are gradually becoming apparent.

Administrator Number Two remained standing motionless in the air, his hands clasped behind his back, in the same posture as when he first arrived, as if the global crisis that threatened to overthrow civilization was just another routine matter to be dealt with.

However, beneath his absolutely calm exterior, a race against time was already underway.

Hopefully, the space station is indeed connected to the game system, but that's not the most important thing right now. What's important is that it 'believes Administrator Two can contact the Glory Space Station.' And the Glory Space Station here seems to be related to the functions of the intelligent human's mind.

Nie Weiyang chose to trust the Hope Space Station's judgment. He was certain that the Hope Space Station would find a way to contact the Glory Space Station, but he hadn't discovered it yet.

To everyone else, Administrator Number Two calmly turned and quietly left. Unbeknownst to them, Nie Weiyang's thoughts raced.

He had tried using the privileges of Administrator Number Two to proactively open the human mind's sea, or contact the Glory Space Station... but this had been difficult in the past. The barrier between the material world and the netherworld had not yet been weakened, and even if the Glory Space Station wanted to transmit information directly, it needed to use some of the ruins of previous civilizations as relay stations or message boards.

The human mind's sea is part of the Netherworld. If a forced connection is made, especially with such a high-level request for modification, it would not only be difficult but could also be extremely dangerous.

But at this moment, humanity has no choice!

Administrator Number Two leaped into the night sky, soaring into the shadowy mountains. The night wind billowed his cloak, lifting the hood, but he didn't pull it back up. Finally, people saw the back of his helmet, where a golden plate seemed to conceal some structure, below which was a spine-like exoskeleton that smoothly disappeared into the high metal collar.

There were soldiers shouting something behind him, trying to communicate with him. They didn't have much hope, but unexpectedly, the second administrator paused for a moment before continuing to walk away.

He quickly disappeared into the night.

Nie Weiyang needed to find a quiet place to deal with the problem.

His immense spiritual power compressed and explored inward with unprecedented intensity, as if lighting a white sun or an extremely large incandescent lamp in the spiritual realm, illuminating the blood-red world.

Since it's a spiritual connection, then we must seek the answer from the spiritual realm!

In the light, the paladin, who had been resting his hands on his sword, opened his eyes. He stared at the white-haired assassin standing silently in the distance, then glanced at the second administrator further away. The latter was now closer to them—a phenomenon worth pondering, but not the focus at the moment.

The key point is that, in his spiritual realm, only these two "other selves" to some extent are perhaps related to the mind of the Homo sapiens.

Administrator Number Two was originally his identity as the administrator of the human mind sea, but Nie Weiyang could sense that this identity was not yet in place.

His gaze fell on the assassin.

“After I died last time, we went to the Sea of ​​the Human Mind.” He calmly made the request: “I lost that memory, but you shouldn’t. Moreover, your emotions are intense, complex, and strongly negative, which is not my original personality.”

“If you are the part of me that has been assimilated into the human mind… then tell me how to contact the Glory Space Station, or let me go to the vicinity of the Glory Space Station.”

Amidst the blood-red sky and earth, the white-haired assassin remained silent for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes to meet Nie Weiyang's gaze. Endless pain, endless despair, endless hatred.

The darkness of past history instantly overwhelmed Nie Weiyang's subjective consciousness.

……

Time seemed to be stretched and compressed at the same time.

The silent inner turmoil surged like waves, and just as it was about to reach a certain critical point—the vast darkness suddenly shone brightly.

Amidst the crushing pain, Nie Weiyang's consciousness drifted into a chaotic mist, where he staggered and regained his footing. The old green display screens he had encountered once before stood around him again, guiding him to the edge of that familiar yet unfamiliar realm.

Looking ahead, there are countless screens resembling tombstones; looking back, there is an endless expanse of deep gray...

Nie Weiyang calmed the painful tension in his mind. He looked down and found that his consciousness was in the state of Administrator Number Two.

Beneath his feet lay a patch of chaotic, blood-red soil, from which curled grasses, like the fingernails of the dead, sprouted. This eerie sense of death was the only sign of life in this misty landscape.

He originally intended to try and see if it would work, and if not, he would ask if he could enter the human heart sea again... Unexpectedly, his assassin 'I' not only acknowledged the fact that he had been assimilated, but also sent him back here directly.

So, the Glory Space Station... is nearby?
With the lives of all humanity at stake, Nie Weiyang composed himself, organized his thoughts, and said, "I am Administrator Number Two."

"Our current Homo sapiens are facing a crisis and need to temporarily shut down the information measurement system. Please respond, Glory Space Station."

Information Metrics – as the name suggests, this system is used to measure the 'weight of knowledge'. Nie Weiyang waited for a moment, but there was no response from the mist; neither guidance nor attack appeared.

His heart sank.

The worst happened.

He was certain that, regardless of their current state, the Glory Space Station possessed the ability to communicate with him. If he received no response, it meant that the goodwill and malice towards modern humans were probably in balance, and he, as the administrator, was himself a modern human…

He didn't have complete control. That's reasonable; that's how humans are. Even in a small group, there will be objections to implementing something, let alone reaching a consensus among 392 generations of Homo sapiens.
But he had to do it.

So, how do we get people to reach a consensus?
Strangely, Nie Weiyang recalled the first time he entered the shelter in this cycle. In the early stages of that story, the system required him to reach a consensus among the people, but once the real storyline began, or rather, after it was confirmed that he could do it, the system only required him to—keep people alive.

The reason why he was prohibited from playing music on his personal player, the thing that allowed him to read the world and play the soul's music, the thing that allowed the Glory Space to briefly transmit information to him several times, was because he obtained it here.

Consensus. The weight of this word in the new world, or rather, here, probably exceeds everyone's expectations.

Yes, without consensus there is no culture, no civilization, no future...

The highest consensus among humankind usually exists before a survival crisis and amidst hatred and conflict!

Nie Weiyang's expression was serious. Facing the mist and the rows of tombstones, he said in a deep voice, "Open the control panel to me!"
"For the continuation of civilization and for revenge!"

(End of this chapter)