Sorry, you scumbag woman, you can do whatever you want.

In fact, the creatures called Gray Snakes are not individuals, but a group with different numbers.

It is capable of performing tasks in different locations simultaneously.

And at the same time.

After the Earth's restructuring, humanity underwent a dramatic transformation, a fact that every human being is acutely aware of.

"This is awesome! Now I don't have to go to school!" A boy carrying a backpack threw his backpack into the air.

After the Earth was reorganized, he realized that he could obtain the corresponding knowledge from 'Alaya'.

No learning is required; the information can be directly instilled into the brain, whereas learning would normally require a lot of energy and time.

After passing through the mental network, one can quickly grasp it, and the efficiency of information absorption is many times higher.

It feels like my brain is connected to the internet.

Moreover, that's not all; he can also conduct ultra-high-density information exchange through this spiritual internet.

Using verbal communication has become an inefficient way of communicating.

Of course, it's not completely free; it seems that 'Alaya' has been set up with a currency-like system.

These currencies can be traded.

To acquire knowledge, one must exchange it using the currency of Alaya.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, Alaya's currency will replace real-world currency.

"Humanity's journey lies in the stars and the sea!" The boy threw down his schoolbag and rushed joyfully to the internet cafe.

Let me play a game to calm down first.

And at Shencheng Pharmaceutical.

"...You want me to erode the mental network?" Theresa asked the gray snake. "Is this what she wants?"

"To be more precise, it's about granting you authority," the gray serpent replied. "You already possess the ability to control your followers, and when combined with the power of Alaya, you will become a true god of humanity."

“There’s one more question!” Theresa asked anxiously, “Where is Möbius?”

"..." The gray snake shook its head and glanced at the digital clock on the wall. "Lord, she is on the moon."

"How much time do we have left?" Theresa was surprisingly calm, and then she heard the gray snake tell her.

"About thirty minutes."

Chapter 47

Reincarnation Space

"..."

Theresa stared silently at the projected screen in front of her, where Möbius sat on a cold throne, his smile meeting her gaze, as gentle and reliable as ever.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say so much, but found the words stuck in her throat, unable to utter a single sentence.

“I’m sorry, I thought I would at least have enough time to say goodbye.” Möbius looked troubled. “But, in order to make the gift safer and more exquisite, it took a little longer.”

“No, this isn’t your fault, Mebius.” Theresa pursed her lips tightly, then gave Mebius a gentle smile.

Making choices within a limited time is perfectly normal. If there's any mistake to be made... well, the world is probably to blame.

Not to mention that in such a short time, Mebius had done everything he could for her.

She did nothing for Möbius, and when she wanted to repay him, she found that he was leaving.

It's uncertain whether we'll have a chance to meet in the future.

“Right and wrong aren’t always that important.” Möbius tilted his head and winked playfully at Theresa. “Even having some minor emotional outbursts is perfectly normal.”

Theresa was silent for a moment. She was indeed a little upset. After getting Möbius's permission, she couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you tell me about the next steps?"

If she had any minor complaints, it was that Möbius hadn't told her about the subsequent plans. If she had known earlier, she could have spent more time with Möbius.

Instead of saying goodbye so hastily like this, thirty minutes is too short, there are so many things we didn't have time to say.

“She probably wanted to surprise you,” Möbius smiled. “That child is a gift from her to you.”

At this point, she noticed Theresa's puzzled expression.

"Alaya, she is an existence I created for you, and she has many interesting little functions."

"Alaya-vijnana, is that the collective consciousness of that human?" Theresa quickly realized.

She clearly remembered that not long ago, the gray snake had asked her to infiltrate the human mental network and obtain some important permissions.

That must have been a gift from Mebius to her.

“Yes, she will protect you in my place.” Möbius smiled gently. “I hope you will like Alaya. She is my masterpiece, a culmination of most of my research and technological achievements.”

“Hmm, I have a feeling I’ll get along well with Alaya.” Theresa nodded, then shook her head and smiled. “But I don’t need protection, I’m a vampire, you know.”

In terms of power, no one on this planet can pose a threat to her.

Unless, the legendary Herrscher of the End descends.

“Is that so? Then I’m relieved.” Möbius said with a smile, then closed his eyes.

Then, the stable network connection began to fluctuate, and after a slight blurring and flickering, Mebius, who had been sitting on the throne, had disappeared.

He left this world without any warning.

"It seems there were some errors in the calculation."

Standing nearby, Gray Snake calmly spoke up, saying that Mebius would leave in about thirty minutes, but this was only an estimate based on Mebius's activity time.

It appears there is a slight error at present.

Theresa stared silently at the empty hall projected onto the screen, feeling a void in her heart and an unexpected calm in her emotions.

She just stood there lost in thought for a long time, as if she was thinking about something or recalling something.

After a long while, she slowly came back to her senses, glanced coldly at the gray snake, and left without paying any attention to it.

"Looks like the little princess dislikes me." Gray Snake said with some distress, but he wasn't worried about being targeted by Theresa.

Although he did misjudge the timing, that was inevitable. Given Theresa's overly gentle nature, she wouldn't cause him trouble over something like that.

At most, I'll just ignore him for a while.

……

……

after a while.

"You are Alaya?" When Theresa invaded the depths of the mental network, she saw... an angel.

No, she was an angelic girl with snow-white hair cascading down to her waist, purple markings on her skin, and a pair of pure white wings on her back. Holiness and purity were perfectly embodied in her.

Such beauty seems to have been carefully sculpted by God... wait... perhaps Mebius really did spend most of his time sculpting Alaya's face.

Otherwise, it wouldn't possess such a strong sense of divinity and holiness.

"Hmm." The girl with snow-white hair nodded expressionlessly, looking at Theresa and saying, "I am the terminal that integrates the human subconscious and the Holy Mark, storing all of humanity's existing knowledge, as well as the life information of most species on the planet."

“This is already a god,” Theresa exclaimed, but Alaya shook her head in reply.

"The only god is the one who created me."

……

……

The process of traversing the world is exceptionally simple.

Simply by opening and closing my eyes, I was able to travel through the world without feeling any discomfort.

It's easier than opening your own door.

“…Interesting.” Mebius opened her eyes and observed the surrounding scene. What came into her view was a laboratory, a laboratory she was very familiar with, the one from her previous civilization.

However, this does not mean that she returned to the previous civilization; it simply means that the cycle of reincarnation reflects the environment she is most familiar with.

"Are you the guide?" She turned her gaze to the experimental table, to a glowing sphere.

Those were items that wouldn't normally be in her lab.

"You're surprisingly calm." The ball of light snorted arrogantly, floated in front of Mebius, and circled him a few times.

"I am your guide, responsible for answering your questions and, incidentally, instructing you on how to become stronger."

"Does every reincarnator have a guide?" Mebius asked, as the reincarnation space seemed to be somewhat different from what she had expected.

It doesn't seem like a cold and ruthless cycle of reincarnation.

"To be precise, each guide has many reincarnators," the light sphere explained. "We will provide different levels of guidance and resource allocation based on each reincarnator's talents and personality."

At this point, His voice became heavy.

"Of course, we also have the option... to expel a reincarnator if their performance is too poor."

"Expulsion, is it the same as annihilation?" Mebius asked, only to receive a disdainful reply from the light sphere.