"Must there be a successor?"
[There must be]
"I feel like I could live forever..."
[Not to ntion that even the idea of that could drive everyone in the world crazy— Even if you actually could, wouldn’t you still have to leave one day? What’s the difference between leaving and dying?]
"Do I really have to personally appoint a successor? If soone else wants the position, why not let them have it?"
[What kind of dream talk is that? A king’s power is also a responsibility. Do you think you can just enjoy life and ignore the next generation? There’s no such good thing! You have to leave behind a successor that ets your requirents!]
"I don’t have to be the king, I can establish sothing like the Terra Federation or Republic, and let the people elect a president, a chairman, or whatever else!"
[In Terra, these positions aren’t essentially different from an emperor... Why are you so unwilling to find a successor?]
"I have decision-making difficulties, I want them all," Ian finally spoke a truth, but evidently, Master Vanal did not acknowledge it: [Then list out all your potential candidates for a successor]
Ian contemplated: "Could Frost Butterfly be one?"
Hearing this, Master Vanal couldn’t hold back anymore: [You’re counting on the Fae?! Ian, don’t lower my evaluation of your wisdom, and don’t insult my intelligence with such nonsensical words!]
"True," Ian said casually, "But I find Hua’an and Frozen Fish Tutor to be pretty reliable. The Fae have been around for so many years, so they’re not exactly a bad choice, are they?"
Master Vanal sighed: [Humans can’t achieve total ntal fusion and reconciliation... Alright, the Retrospection Sect kind of has that vibe, but generally speaking, the Fae can integrate into humans, but not the other way around]
[Unless it’s a purely Fae civilization, they can’t be the main race of a civilization, they know that themselves]
"Hmm..."
Ian mused, he actually had quite a few candidates in mind, such as Yisen Gard and Adalbert, both friends who understood his ambition and dreams, and also possessed capability.
The forr seed capable of being a chip-less version of Inega II, and he might even leave the chip behind in the future as a symbol of royal power or sothing.
As for Adalbert, he’s a genius, a Terra-native epoch-making genius, with a good character and high morality, making him emperor would be too hard on him, this person is clearly capable of being a philosopher king.
As for Sio and Anfa, they ultimately still belong to Dragon Island and Canaan Moore. Even though these two forces will eventually be integrated by him, they can only be the second tier—people won’t accept it, and indeed, it’s also very challenging for them to take over the governance and decision-making of the Silverpeak Domain.
—If we’re really talking about a successor, it should be Elan, right?
Ian thought so.
Elan was currently studying at the Sublimation Training Camp in the Silverpeak Domain, his brother was now fourteen, usually behaved amicably and politely, had intelligence and charisma, and already achieved the First Energy Level in the Arcane Path of the Dao, not much different from himself back then... Alright, maybe a little less.
But that’s only because Elan didn’t have a Silver Chip, nor the Ancient Dragon Heart Core left by a ntor. rely by Elan’s diligent learning spirit over recent years, just as observed in the Dao Path of the Swarm, his brother definitely has the potential to beco a strong leader.
Moreover, from the training camp, civic office, central administration, Subli Forces, to the Arcane Path Core Research Laboratory, Elan has been through every grassroots level in the Silverpeak Domain, stepping up bit by bit.
Over the years, although Ian had been focused on handling major matters, he still took ti to watch over and ntor Elan—just as he often invited over Hua’an Shuangdie or even Frozen Fish ntor Gansong for parties in the Domain of Void, and frequently gathered with Yisen Gard, Adalbert, Sio, and Anfa for drinks in real life.
He would even go fishing with Qingchao Scott and others; unfortunately, being a Prophet, he hardly failed unless intentionally.
After all, Ian was only human, and needed to maintain his relationships, he also enjoyed the feeling of leisure.
So many things had happened so quickly over the years, and after handling everything, it actually gave Ian a bit of leisure ti.
Just like now.
He didn’t have to wait until he was near death to designate a successor; instead, he could take his ti, contemplating alongside Master Vanal.
"A Prophet’s successor, if not another Prophet... it should best be an ’Unperplexed’ who can see past the past."
In soft murmurs, Ian had essentially reserved a spot for ’Elan’ in his heart—but he’s still too young, even if Elan could truly keep up with his pace, it’s not as though he could achieve at twenty what Ian accomplished at twenty.
Ian was a transmigrator and reborn with a system (Silver Chip) as a cheat, even with a Dao simulator, no one could truly catch up with him.
While he couldn’t foresee the future’s path, he could grasp all past issues. Any sches or conspiracies were pointless in front of him.
"Let’s just wait and see."
Raising his head, Ian t Master Vanal’s gaze: "Even my closest friends and comrades can’t fully comprehend my current system; it will take them years to understand the purpose behind these designs."
"And my successor, may not be them, because they are too familiar with . No matter what, they would acquiesce to my desires—they are my best friends, but friends might struggle to truly comprehend my thoughts, because they love , they like , they’re willing to change themselves for my sake, just as I would change my decisions for them... which naturally ans they can’t fully understand my mindset."
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