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

Furthermore, these are not absolute, but can be modified and changed over time. As long as one's thoughts and path are correct, one will surely be able to create a brand new paradise that truly belongs to everyone.

Perhaps in the future, doing good deeds will become a sought-after resource.

Who knows?

Judge by actions, not intentions; no one is perfect when it comes to intentions.

As long as we keep going, the world will definitely become a better place.

And perhaps I am Faust now, or perhaps a completely new world consciousness.

On the pale blue habitable zone of a star, a planet slowly rotates.

……

Xue Dinglu left the world, completely unaware that in such a short time, a new consciousness had been born in that world.

If he had known, he might have gone to test the quality of this nascent world consciousness.

However, when he left, he directly printed the Starfleet's rules into the underlying code of the world consciousness, deleting some of the regulations that did not conform to the local situation, and this is what it ultimately presented.

In fact, it would be best to give the world time to summarize the rules that best suit itself, but Xue's Law doesn't have that much time, so it lazily copied and pasted the rules of the interstellar column.

Currently, it seems that the Starfleet's rules, apart from being a bit pedantic, redundant, and having some unclear provisions, are basically in line with Xue's Law of values.

To ensure these rules functioned smoothly, Xue's Law made it possible for everyone to see their experience bar. As long as they complied with the rules of the Starfleet, they would gain experience, while violating the rules would deduct experience.

Wouldn't such a world be like an online game where "you get stronger by doing good deeds"?

This is actually the underlying logic of the Star Legion. The members of the Star Legion are basically connected to the Mimic King. As long as they follow this principle, they will receive a continuous source of power from the Mimic King. Violating the principle will result in a deduction, while their original power will be perfectly superimposed.

Although it is a power system completely different from Xue's Law and the Apostles, perhaps only by continuing in this way can the purity of the organization be guaranteed.

However, according to Captain Singal, many years later, quite a few people actually found ways to exploit the loophole, but the Mimic King later patched it up.

Xue's Law largely employs this method, except that it sets up an experience bar according to its own understanding, allowing anyone to discover whether what they are doing is reasonable.

Perhaps if things continue this way, the new aristocracy of the future will be those who can seize the opportunity to do good deeds? Through various manipulations, will they arrange for the right to do good deeds to fall into the hands of their own children?

It's unclear whether these loopholes, or whether the world consciousness that Xue's Law placed Faust's information at the top, can fix them, is beyond Xue's Law's consideration. It would probably be nearly a hundred years from now before things develop to that point.

Xue Lude thought to himself.

“Alright, I’ll go sign a contract with the world, and then I’ll take you to the masquerade ball,” Captain Singal said.

"So, is this how the development resources of the interstellar column are obtained?" Xue Dinglu asked.

Captain Singal looked slightly embarrassed before saying, "Yes, there's no other way. The organization needs to develop. We've always adhered to the concept of friendly development, helping the world solve its problems and gaining its support, while also enabling the Mimic King to advance further."

“Although acquiring resources this way is slow, it’s stable. With the development of the Starfleet over the years, it has accumulated a lot of resources, resulting in the current organizational structure being more redundant than you can imagine,” Captain Singal remarked.

Xue Lude did not comment on their private affairs, but he did know that the Star Legion and the Apostles were like two sides of the same coin; in fact, they had the same goal, but chose completely different methods.

The apostles chose plunder, colonization, and exploitation; they did not even spare their own planet and fellow human beings, plundering everything in their path.

The Starfleet chose a win-win approach, building a cosmic community of shared destiny. Both sides got what they needed: I gained resources to develop the Mimicry King and cooperation orders from your world, while you solved your problems. That's the structure.

But in essence, they all seem to be developing the power of the king.

The essential difference is that the Apostles plunder the King's "spirituality" on their own, while the Starsquadrons collaborate to build a "pseudo-King" who controls the warp.

And perhaps this pseudo-king will eventually become a real king after a long time.

After all, according to the information he had collected before, the Mimic King wanted to create another universe different from this universe, that is, a completely new subspace, and then let everyone hide in it.

Xue himself only had a vague understanding of the Mimicry King and didn't know the specifics of its operation, but he had heard that they were currently working on something like a cosmic chat group, so perhaps the Mimicry King was quite busy right now.

After Captain Singal finished signing the contract, the two returned to the Starfleet's transport ship.

Actually, this trip was quite tiring. Xue Daolu just wanted to go home, get a good night's sleep, and then change into brand new clothes for the new day.

However, Captain Singal insisted on dragging him to a gathering of patients affected by the void, and since he was also afraid of being criticized by his mother when he got home, Xue agreed to the request.

A meaningless gathering of fellow patients?

When Captain Singal made the contact, Xue Lude asked, "What's the situation over there?"

Captain Singal hesitated for a moment, then reminded her, "Over there... don't pay attention to their strange behavior when you get there. In short, they are a very strange group of people, very, very strange guys, even a bit crazy."

Xue's Law: "..."

It feels like a gathering place for mental patients. Is it really appropriate for me to go there?

Wouldn't putting a normal person like yourself into a group of crazy people cause irreversible damage to your mental health?

If the captain knew what Xue Lude was thinking, he would definitely roll his eyes and say, "When did you start to think you weren't crazy? It's just that you use your madness for 'saving the world'."

Ophelia was the one who worked with Xue Law on the mission before, but her vacation is still going on, and she's still playing house in her hometown. Meanwhile, you've been tossing and turning between countless film sets.

It's as if they don't care about their own lives at all.

After a long pause, the captain finally said, "In short, they are indeed the people in the entire universe who understand nothingness the most, and they are also the group of people who know best how to deal with nothingness, but their thought processes are quite peculiar, so don't mind them."

The portal then opened, and the captain said, "Let's go."

Xue Dinglu walked in with a feeling of trepidation.

He had assumed this place would be a mental hospital, since it was a power established by people who had also suffered from the devastation of nothingness. Xue Dinglu deeply understood what it felt like when nothingness eroded him.

Emptiness, despair, feeling that everything is meaningless, and that the world has lost its color and meaning except for the goal I most want to pursue.

He felt that this place would be like that too, a repressive place filled with despair and emptiness.

Just as I stepped inside, fireworks suddenly exploded in my face, spraying me with confetti and sparks.

"Hahaha, welcome new partner!" A group of masked people, some blowing trumpets, some setting off fireworks, and some blowing toy dragons, each time blowing, a tongue several meters long would almost reach in front of them.

Xue's Law: "..."

Where did this come from? Is this still a gathering place for nihilistic patients?

"Our new friend is still quite inexperienced, but that's fine. Everyone, please tone it down a bit, don't scare our new friend away! Yay!" The host, holding the microphone, laughed and immediately tore off his underwear, then started dancing in the square while still holding the microphone.

"Let's go, let's go have some fun with our new friends!" The group of masked guys laughed and grabbed Xue Luding as they left.

Xue's Law: "???"

Then he seemed to have arrived at a place that resembled a nightclub, with neon lights flashing and places for clinking glasses everywhere. On the stage, several masked people saw the newcomer arrive and immediately started dancing street dance excitedly.

Music started playing at just the right time, stage lights flashed, and fireworks and confetti exploded continuously.

then……

"Rip!" A dancer on stage ripped open his bodysuit, revealing a body with muscles as strong as those of an ancient Greek sculpture. Another dancer, not to be outdone, put his hand to his lips on his mask, made a kissing gesture, and then ripped open his bodysuit as well, revealing his muscles and tying a tie around his bare neck.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

"Eat!"

"Power! Give it your all!"

Fireworks and lights flashed, and the two on stage immediately began a Thomas Flair. The lights and music gave Xue a headache, but they perfectly complemented their dance moves. Everyone in the venue seemed to be having a great time. Some people were already dancing on their own, while others were gulping down drinks into their masks.

Just as someone was about to pour himself a drink, he realized something was wrong, and his companion immediately said, "Hehe, I've replaced your drink with 100% pure water of life!"

The masked man, who had just finished drinking, paused for a moment, then simply said, "That was fun!"

He then lay down on the ground unconscious.

Xue's Law: "..."

Lights, parties, neon lights... street dance, music, masked figures... these constitute all the elements here.

They all seemed very happy, as if to welcome their new friend, or as if to please him, doing everything they could to make Xue Daoli like the place.

On stage, the two dancers felt they weren't getting enough, so the next moment, they ripped off their pants, leaving only their golden underwear, and started dancing in a cool, super explosive style.

The cheers below grew even louder, and the entire ball seemed to have reached its climax.

Finally, after performing a difficult Thomas Flair combined with gymnastic moves, the two stood on the stage, their gold underwear bearing the words "Welcome" and "New Friends"...

The entire venue instantly erupted into a frenzied atmosphere, with fireworks and cannons exploding in unison and the music reaching its climax. Below, a sea of ​​masked people, both men and women, were pouring drinks for each other, indulging in revelry as if trying to forget all their troubles.

"Welcome, new friend! Have fun! This place has everything for entertainment and joy. Let's drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die! Let's chug it all!" The two dancers laughed as they picked up bottles of liquor and chug it into their masks.

"Damn it, who switched my wine! Ah..."

The two naked men who had just performed the Thomas Flair fell to the ground in the center of the stage, and the wine that had just been poured evaporated instantly, leaving not a trace of water behind.

"Hehe, I replaced the liquor in their thermos cups with the water of life!"

"That's fun!"

"My turn! My turn!"

"Whee!"

More masked people crowded onto the stage, performing and indulging themselves to the fullest.

Xue's Law: "..."

It is indeed a gathering place for patients, but the patients here are completely different from what Xue Law imagined...

The people here seem to be crazy; all they think about is how to rip people off, how to make themselves happy, indulging in sensual pleasures and revelry.

Their world seems to consist only of themselves, with joy and happiness forming the main theme.

Even the most dissolute second-generation rich kids feel like they're still little brothers here. Except for not immediately jumping up and down, this place is simply a gathering place for all kinds of sensual pleasures and entertainment.

They indulged in pleasure, they partied wildly.

Xue felt like he was being swept up by everyone, but indeed, it seemed that he could let go of all burdens here, without caring about the erosion of nothingness or the burden of authority.

Like a carnival party, laughter and playful pranks make up everything here.

Then, a masked man in a suit came up to him and said apologetically, "Sorry, friend, I'm late. Those damned guys got all my men drunk and then pretended to be my men to greet you. I hope I didn't cause you any trouble?"

Xue's Law: "???"

No, after all this time, Xue Lude thought these people were the ones who contacted Captain Xingal to pick him up. He never expected that the people who were actually there to pick him up were drunk by them, and then they pretended to be a welcoming team to pick him up.

I ride a horse...

Xue Dinglu immediately showed an expression of wanting to say something but holding back, and the room fell silent for a moment, followed by an even louder burst of laughter.

"Hehe, he believed it! I knew this idea would work!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, the betting has started! Time to split the money! The loser has to pour the water of life into their nostrils!"