Xue Dili has always felt that the entire history of the Tita Civilization is highly educational.
He also decided that in his own Magic Academy, he must make the history of the Tita Civilization one of the key texts, for that world, regardless of what they did well or poorly, is extrely aningful.
The Old Demon Emperor began to look at the records of the Tita Civilization, and then...
An hour later, he felt sowhat lancholic, as if possessed by the gloom of the internet, seeming a bit depressed.
In the tavern of the Magic Academy, without discussing with Xue Dili, he took up a large bottle of vodka and began to "glug glug" it down, while Xue Dili twitched at the corner of his mouth watching him drink.
Life Vodka, with an alcohol content of 96%...
He wasn't struck by a blow, he just felt that this cosmos is really unfair. Obviously, so races pay such a painful price to continue, generations upon generations exhausting their utmost efforts, building a hope for future survival in a world over a hundred degrees below zero.
Yet so races, despite having a perfect environnt, engage in constant infighting, even going to the extent of desperately squeezing their lifespans for it.
The choices made by the Tita Civilization had really shocked this Old Demon Emperor, whether it was the hope spark traded for by the sacrifices of countless past generations turning themselves into ice sculptures on the mother planet, or the descendants exerting their utmost to maintain their sanity and the tombstone of the civilization...
He suddenly felt that all the difficulties he was facing were nothing; compared to that desperate environnt, he only needed to do what he should, to achieve the peace his heart longed for.
And not like that desperate race, starting to think about the future of civilization from birth.
"Enough now, take your ti watching, I'm going to sleep for a while, don't disturb , and drink less of that stuff, it's bad for your health," Xue Dili pointed to the Life Water in the Old Demon Emperor's hand.
This stuff isn't valuable, Xue Dili could easily conjure a lot of it, but he's afraid the Old Demon Emperor might ruin his brain with the high concentration of alcohol.
After all, he too was full of hidden injuries like other Mythic Level beings in their world; squeezing his body's cells to forcibly enhance his power when he was young, and in the end, his younger son gave him a glamorous backstab with the insect race's poison.
Xue Dili thought that Old Deng's lifespan probably wouldn't exceed 200 years. It's considered premature death for a Quasi-5th Tier to have such a short life.
Oh, no, actually, this Old Demon Emperor should be considered a "dead man" already, but because his Quasi-5th Tier strength is strong enough, his body died but his soul materialized, similar to the old undead state, yet his soul materialization degree was much higher, all the hidden injuries were replicated one by one.
The Old Demon Emperor responded with a hum.
Naturally, Xue Dili lay on the bed to rest. Although as an energy being now he didn't need such carbon-based life habits like sleep, since he's here already, lying on the bed, he'd sleep anyway.
In the darkness, the Old Demon Emperor, who seed sowhat recovered, was perked up under the influence of alcohol, his magic power could rapidly digest alcohol, but he just wanted this slightly tipsy state, at least it made him feel a bit better.
Thus, he slowly opened a book, sighed, clicked on a new video, and continued with the "Otherworld Demon King's History Online Course, Complete Set" routine.
...
Xue Dili dread of mories from the Old Demon Emperor's childhood.
He was killing on the battlefield when he was just 6...
A little brat just over a ter tall, holding a two-ter-long spear, howling like a beast; once separated from the main forces on the battlefield, he even had to fight his way back to the friendly camp all alone from behind enemy lines.
At that ti, he was just over seven.
Like others, the first days of each Old Deng that Xue Dili could dream of were their most profound mories, and the encounter on the battlefield in childhood was a shadow the Old Demon Emperor could not escape in this lifeti.
At the age of 8, his parents and sister died, leaving him as the big brother of the family, and his younger brother and sister, both only 6 years old, were also sent to the battlefield.
At this ti, his early wisdom led him to ponder the aning of war, why engage in such senseless slaughter, as if it was rely to eliminate the excess population of his tribe, a completely aningless act.
War... all war...
Xue Dili felt a bit of a headache all night, as it was all war and slaughter, with no respite until at age 12, his last family mber died in front of him, at this mont, the Old Demon King's mories turned grey and countless snowflake-like sparkling scenes appeared.
...
Xue Dili woke before dawn, feeling that perhaps he had a ntal breakdown.
His mind tornted again by Old Deng during the dream, only mories of blood, slaughter, and corpses; Xue Dili thought even Zhu Chongba wasn't as down as Old Deng in his youth, at least Zhu Chongba could beco a monk.
The Old Demon Emperor was still watching the show, and Xue Dili noticed, already at the Three Kingdoms.
Next would be the Magic Jinshu Catalog, then Old Deng was sure to give the 'subway old person with a phone' expression.
"Oh, you're awake?" The Old Demon Emperor didn't say much more, suddenly handing a big stack of papers to Xue Dili.
"What is this?" Xue Dili took into his hands a thick stack of A4 papers, each page full of densely packed words and drawings, with text so small it was a fraction of size six font.
"I can't really help you with much, this is my Blood Magic, a compilation of magic collected from around the world, perhaps this magical knowledge might be of so use to you, consider it my paynt." The Old Demon Emperor continued looking at Three Kingdoms, ignoring Xue Dili.
"Well, that's considerate of you." Xue Dili opened the magic-guided book, but after glancing at it for a few monts, he felt he couldn't continue reading.
Within these papers, which seemingly recorded hundreds of forms of magic, the majority were high-cost spells that taxed the body's functions, but these spells often allowed one to unleash power beyond their current tier.
In their world, a Legendary Level might have a decent chance of using Tier Three magic to kill a Tier Four Mythic Level.
This was the "black technology" that had developed over countless years of warfare, ways to exploit one's potential and physical body to unleash attacks far exceeding one's current strength.
However, these were of no use to Xue Dili; he no longer needed this kind of "Seven Injuries Fist" magic.
Even the power of the Zero Giant Beast which could cause radiation sickness, he rarely used. The last ti he used it, it took him a long part of the day to transfer the radiation sickness away using Cursed Blood and Fantasy Manifestation bit by bit.
Aside from the Old Demon Emperor's own Blood Magic, which indeed required a smaller price to pay, it seed more like the kind of power a legitimate mage would use, rather than a self-destructive spell.
Xue Dili extracted the Blood Magic and placed it in the Magic Academy library's collection, noting that although Blood Magic had so costs, they were within an acceptable range, with a note saying, "not for those with anemia; highly recomnded for hypertensive students."
Those other magics, designed for overcoming stronger opponents using minimal resources and efficient slaughter, Xue Dili stored separately and sealed them; from now on, these would be forbidden techniques, only to be observed by special individuals.
Just as Xue Dili cataloged the magic contributed by the Old Demon Emperor, an invitation ca through the ssage board of the Interstellar Corps.
[Our team has found a civilization destroyed by an Apostle, but my partner is severely injured, interested in joining to investigate that world? If you're interested, join at these coordinates. — Team Five mber, Olivia]
Xue Dili: "?"
Did an invitation from the Interstellar Corps really get sent to him?
Upon reading the ssage, Xue Dili beca interested.
Mainly because that world might be connected to an Apostle of the Black Mist Council, or could even be a post-apocalyptic world left by an Apostle after planting their seeds.
Xue Dili thought he might reveal so Black Mist Council intelligence to the mber of the Interstellar Corps in a face-to-face eting, thus being more poised when calling for backup to gang up on the opposition.
He promptly replied, "Okay, wait a mont, I'll prepare and get there right away."
Xue Dili even thought that Team Five seed to be Uncle Brave's team, right? Excellent, although he wouldn't be joining the Interstellar Corps, there was no conflict in their ideals, so they could collaborate long-term.
anwhile, the issues in the Old Demon Emperor's world could also be investigated by Interstellar Corps mbers; they just needed to look into the Shabu Insect Race.
In this regard, the Interstellar Corps were the pros; he was just an outsider.
Xue Dili began preparing imdiately, first needing to get his mom's permission. He felt his performance in the last world should be satisfactory, not angering his mom.
Furthermore, he emphasized that this ti he would be accompanied by people from the Interstellar Corps, ensuring there would absolutely be no danger, to which World Consciousness reluctantly agreed, knowing that even if it cost their lives, the Interstellar Corps would protect Xue Dili.
It was akin to a family child clamoring to play outside, potentially dangerous, but a well-respected neighbor's elder sister agreed to take the child out.
Then, Xue Dili hurried to make more preparations, including submitting a leave note to the school, and arranging his aunt's living conditions...
The bustling Xue Dili caught the Old Demon Emperor's attention, who paused his reading of Three Kingdoms to ask, "What's going on?"
"Heading to another world, with an experienced elder leading . Oh, I forgot about you, Old Deng, want to join in visiting other civilizations to see their history?" Xue Dili asked the Old Demon Emperor, who appeared to be contemplating.
"Like the world of the Tita Civilization?"
"Not sure, never been, but it's definitely not a pleasant world... Otherwise, the elder wouldn't seek a partner." Xue Dili eagerly packed his belongings, like a schoolchild excited for a field trip.
"Sure, other civilizations could provide so insights." The Old Demon Emperor seed interested as well.
Up to now, whether it was Blue Star's knowledge and history or the Tita Civilization's records, they had profoundly impressed the illiterate Old Deng, even inspiring him to explore more worlds.
As Xue Dili packed, the Interstellar Corps ssage board rang again; thinking it was his senior urging him, he quickly opened the board.
[Teacher, I declined the Interstellar Corps' invitation, but learned the coordinates for the Holy Sword, wait for , I'll co find you. — Fafnir]
Xue Dili: "..."
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