The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

Even their confidants didn't think their betrayal was wrong; rather, they believed the old devil had betrayed them first because he had abandoned the glory of his ancestors and brought the war-driven dump truck to a halt, thus depriving these war-born individuals of their life's purpose.

That world can only be saved by the old demon king himself, and it's not something that can be saved overnight.

Just like his initial plan, four generations? Five generations? Perhaps only after so many generations, when the world is no longer plunged into the fear of the dark forest due to war and mutual slaughter, will people's perceptions slowly change.

Even this peace is unlikely to last long. Once everyone gets used to peace, we will inevitably enter an era of population explosion. However, after the population explosion, the resources that were barely enough to keep society running will not be enough to distribute after the population growth.

Therefore, some people will inevitably begin to struggle to survive, and they will inevitably think of the methods of their ancestors and start to exploit their bodies to gain strength in order to fight for a future of survival.

As these unstable factors increase, the entire foundation becomes a powder keg ready to explode at any moment. Once a fuse is lit, the original peace will be destroyed from the root.

This is the dynastic cycle...

Just as Xue was deep in thought, the old demon king's voice suddenly came: "Is there more?"

"Hmm?" Xue Dinglu gave him a puzzled look.

"I've finished watching. I saw that Ying Ziying was beheaded, and I can completely guess the rest of the ending... There's no need to watch any further..." the old demon king said, handing the phone back to Xue Dinglu.

"You're pretty fast." Xue Luding took the phone and began transferring all the torrents he had prepared, covering everything from the Han Dynasty to modern history. As the download started, Xue Luding asked, "What do you think? Can you analyze from an outsider's perspective which fatal mistakes the First Emperor made?"

The old demon king closed his eyes. At this moment, he recalled his life. Xue's law asked him to analyze the reasons for the First Emperor's failure. Wasn't he also analyzing the reasons for his own failure?

"First, arrogance; they didn't exterminate the nobles and unstable elements of the other six kingdoms..."

"Ah."

"Secondly, greed, spending vast amounts of time and resources on the search for immortality..."

"Thirdly, the issue of succession..."

"Fourth, regarding the original Qin state's military industrial system..."

"Fifth, the contradiction between the advanced system of the present era and their extremely backward productive forces..."

……

With each point listed, the old devil seemed to be dissecting his own problems as if he were cutting open a knife.

He made almost all the mistakes that the First Emperor made, and even more serious ones, only because of his own strength. If their world were a world without magic, he wouldn't have made these mistakes in 14 years...

It will explode within ten years.

He can now view the First Emperor objectively, whereas he himself, who was once involved, was completely unable to view his own actions correctly.

"Your ancestors were truly great. They meticulously recorded every pitfall and detour in history for future generations to reference," the old demon king remarked, adding his own感慨 (feelings/admiration).

Xue Dinglu was stunned for a moment again, then laughed.

“Yes, that’s why I always say that history progresses in a spiral, not a flat path. All the costs will become valuable experiences for future generations. Just like after you’re gone, there will definitely be people in your world who want to follow the same path as you and learn from your mistakes so they won’t repeat them,” Xue Law said to the old devil.

"Heh, but they don't have time. I'm already in the form of the 'Emperor of Aftermath' now." The old Demon King laughed, recalling a suggestion Xue Dinglu had made earlier, and said, "By the way, don't call me 'Demon King' anymore, it sounds awful. Call me 'Demon Emperor'!"

Xue's Law: "..."

It seems that every person from another world who has finished surfing falls into some kind of serious illness.

He either becomes a madman, or he frequently uses jokes that even Schrödinger's Law can't help, and they might even be just random jokes.

Fortunately, my aunt just became someone who likes to sleep, do square dancing, and secretly play "Drunken Butterfly" late at night.

“I also have a very meaningful piece of history here. Would you like to take a look?” Xue Dinglu said. He naturally wanted to show the history of the Titan civilization to the old Demon King… or rather, the old Demon Emperor.

"Ok?"

"That's my history in another world, a very healing civilization." Xue Dinglu took out a video that he had edited, which was originally intended for the people of Silver City to watch, and handed it to the old Demon Emperor.

Similarly, there is the history and culture of the entire Titan civilization.

Chapter 215 The Starfleet's Commission

Xue's Law has always felt that the entire history of the Titan civilization is very educational.

He also decided that in his future magic academy, he would definitely make the history of the Titan civilization one of the key texts, because that world, whether it was the good or the bad, was extremely meaningful.

The old Demon Emperor began reading the records of the Titan civilization, and then...

An hour later, he became somewhat emo, as if he were possessed by NetEase Cloud Music and seemed a little depressed.

Right there in the tavern at the magic academy, without consulting Xue Lude at all, he picked up a large bottle of baijiu and started chugging it down. Xue Lude's lips twitched as he watched him drink.

Life Vodka, 96% alcohol content...

He wasn't discouraged; he just felt that the universe was truly unfair. Some races had paid such a terrible price to continue their lineage, with hundreds of generations working tirelessly to build an Ark of Tomorrow in a world where temperatures were below -100 degrees Celsius, offering hope for the survival of future generations.

However, some races are constantly fighting amongst themselves in what is supposedly a perfect world, even squeezing their lifespans to the point of exhaustion in the process.

The choices made by the Titan civilization were truly shocking to the old Demon Emperor. Whether it was the hope that their ancestors had sacrificed for hundreds of generations, leaving their people on their home planet to turn into ice sculptures, or the later generations' desperate efforts to maintain their sanity and preserve the civilization's tombstone...

He suddenly felt that all the difficulties he was facing were nothing compared to the desperate situation. He realized that he only needed to do what he was supposed to do to achieve the peace he longed for.

Instead of being like that desperate race, who start thinking about the future of civilization from birth.

"It's finished downloading. Take your time reading it. I'm going to take a nap. Don't disturb me. Also, drink less of this stuff; it's bad for your health." Xue Dinglu pointed to the Water of Life in the old Demon Emperor's hand.

This stuff isn't worth much; Xue Lude could conjure up a lot of it at will. But he was worried that the old Demon Emperor's brain would be damaged by the high concentration of alcohol.

After all, he was like other mythical beings in their world, covered in hidden injuries. In addition, he had desperately increased his strength and squeezed his cells dry when he was young, and finally, his youngest son gave him a spectacular backstab with that insectoid poison.

Xue's Law believes that this old man's lifespan is probably no more than 200 years. For a near-5th level being to have such a short lifespan is already considered an early death.

Oh no, actually this old Demon Emperor should already be considered "dead," but because his near-5th rank strength was strong enough, his body died but his soul materialized, just like the old undead in the past. However, the degree of soul materialization was much higher than that of the old undead, and his hidden injuries were replicated one-to-one.

The old Demon Emperor hummed in agreement.

Xue Lude naturally lay down on the bed to rest. Although he had now become an energy being and didn't actually need the sleep habit of carbon-based beings, he was already there and lying in bed, so he might as well sleep.

In the darkness, the old Demon Emperor, who seemed to have recovered somewhat, rallied under the influence of alcohol. His magic could digest the alcohol very quickly, but he wanted this slightly tipsy state, which at least made him feel a little better.

So he slowly opened the book, sighed, clicked on a new video, and continued the "Complete Online Course on the History of the Demon King of Another World" process.

……

Xue Dinglu dreamed of the old Demon Emperor's childhood memories.

He was already fighting on the battlefield when he was 6 years old...

The little brat, barely a meter tall, roared like a wild beast while wielding a two-meter-long spear. He had once been separated from the main force on the battlefield and even had to fight his way back from behind enemy lines to his own camp.

At that time, he was only seven years old.

Like everyone else, what each of the old demon emperors could dream about on the first day of Xue's Law was their deepest memories, and the experiences they had on the battlefield in their childhood were a shadow that the old demon emperor could never get out of in his life.

He lost his parents and sister when he was 8 years old, becoming the eldest brother in the family. His younger brother and sister, who were only 6 years old, were also sent to the battlefield.

At this point, the precocious boy began to ponder the meaning of war, why carry out such meaningless killings, as if it were merely to eliminate excess population from his own tribe, a completely pointless act.

War...it's all war...

Xue Lude had a headache all night because it was all about war and slaughter, with no chance to catch his breath. Until he was 12 years old, when his last relative died in front of him, the old demon king's memory turned gray and countless images flashed like a snow screen.

……

When Xue Dinglu woke up, it was still dark, and he felt that he was probably suffering from neurasthenia.

Even in his dreams, he would be tormented by this old man again, with only memories of blood, slaughter, and corpses. Xue Dinglu felt that Zhu Chongba was not as old as this old man when he was young; at least Zhu Chongba could become a monk.

The old demon king was still watching dramas. Xue Law glanced at it and saw that he had already gotten to the Three Kingdoms period.

Next up is the Magic Book Catalog, and Old Deng will definitely make that old man's face when he sees it on the subway.

"Oh, you're awake?" The old demon emperor didn't say much, but suddenly handed a large stack of papers to Xue Dinglu.

"What is this?" Xue Dinglu took the thick A4 paper from his hand. It was hundreds of pages long, and every word was dozens of times smaller than a small six-point font. The paper was densely covered with text and pictures.

"I can't help you much. This is my blood magic, or a record I compiled from all the magic in the world. Perhaps this magical knowledge will be of some use to you. Consider it my reward." The old demon emperor continued to look at the Three Kingdoms, ignoring Xue Luding.

"They're quite self-aware, aren't they?" Xue Dinglu opened the magic book, but after a few glances, he couldn't bear to look at it.

This book, containing hundreds of magical records, mostly contains spells that come at a high cost and require pushing the body to its limits, but these spells often unleash power beyond one's own level.

In their world, a legendary-level being could potentially kill a fourth-tier mythical-level being with a third-tier spell.

This is the "black technology" they developed over countless years of war: how to unleash attacks far exceeding their current strength by squeezing out their own potential and physical capabilities.

However, none of these apply to Xue's Law; Xue's Law no longer needs this kind of "Seven Injury Fist" magic.

He rarely used even the power of the Zero Beast, which could cause radiation sickness. After using it once, he spent a long time using cursed blood and illusionary materialization to gradually transfer the radiation sickness away.

Aside from the old Demon Emperor's own blood magic, this is indeed a very low-cost spell, like an ability used by a traditional mage, rather than a self-destructive spell.

Xue Lude extracted the blood magic from the collection and placed it in the magic academy's library. Although blood magic also had some costs, they were within an acceptable range. At most, he would add a note saying "Not for those with anemia, highly recommended for those with high blood pressure".

As for the other spells that were designed for fighting beyond one's level, specifically for using small forces to defeat large ones, and for efficient killing, Xue Lude collected them separately and then sealed them. From now on, these would be forbidden spells, and only people in special circumstances could observe them.

Just as Xue was categorizing the magic contributed by the Old Demon Emperor, an invitation came from the Starship Legion's message board.

Our team has found a civilization destroyed by the Apostles, but my partner is seriously injured. Are you interested in joining me to investigate that world? If so, please come to these coordinates. —Olivia, member of the Fifth Squad

Xue's Law: "?"

Did he actually receive a team invitation from the Starfleet?

But after reading this comment, Xue's Law instantly became interested.

The main point is that that world might be related to one of the apostles in the Black Mist Council, or even the post-apocalyptic world after one of the apostles planted the tree.

Xue Luding felt that he could also reveal some information about the Black Mist Council to that member of the interstellar column face-to-face, so that he would be more confident when he called his own people to gang up on him.

So he immediately replied, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll be there as soon as I'm ready."

Xue Lude even thought about it for a moment. Wasn't the fifth squad the same as the brave uncle's squad? That was great. Although he wouldn't join the interstellar column, their ideologies didn't conflict, and they could cooperate in the long term.

Meanwhile, the problems in the Old Demon Emperor's world can also be investigated by the Starship Legion. Once they have investigated the Shub insectoid race in their world, that will solve the problem.

The people in the Starfleet are the experts in this area; he's just a novice.

Xue Dinglu immediately began to prepare. His first task was to ask his mother for permission. He felt that his performance in the previous world should have been acceptable, and he had not angered his mother.

He emphasized that with the Starfleet accompanying him, there would be absolutely no danger. After a moment's thought, the World Consciousness reluctantly agreed, since the Starfleet would risk their lives to protect Xue's Law.

This is like your own child wanting to go out and play, which might be a bit dangerous, but a kind neighbor lady says it's okay to take your child out.

Then Xue quickly made other preparations, including submitting a leave request to the school and arranging for his aunt's life...

Xue Dinglu's busy movements even made the old demon king pause his Three Kingdoms game and ask, "What's wrong?"