Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 313 - 313 94 Determination to head south

313: Chapter 94: Determination to head south 313: Chapter 94: Determination to head south This really is an…

absurdly flimsy reason.

The process of becoming a Martial God involves diluting one’s original personality and also necessitates the integration of Xiang Shan’s memories.

Xiang Shan doesn’t believe that ordinary people can go through this process without a large dose of Restoring Enzyme.

Honestly, why would these people believe that his memory is more powerful than the Ultimate Way Consensus Therapy, which was devised for brainwashing?

Ridiculous!

Just fucking ridiculous!

Xiang Shan pressed his forehead.

If his memories were truly so infectious that simply reading them could brainwash someone, then why would there only be a mere dozen or so Martial Gods?

Borshu sighed as well, “Speaking from the theories passed down, becoming a Martial God does indeed require a large amount of Restoring Enzyme.

But maybe, by reading the memories of the Martial Ancestor, I can understand more about what it means to be heroic.”

“No, most likely it will just lead to disillusionment…”

—Because the 21st-century me was truly an idiot…

—Naive and unable to see reality…

If I can, I really don’t want to recover such memories…

Borshu was unaware of the complexities of Xiang Shan’s internal struggles, and looking up, he sighed, “Under what circumstances did the Martial Ancestor drive changes in the world?

Why did this person repeatedly raise the banner of rebellion against the world…?

If I knew these details, perhaps I could find a way to defeat Green Forest.”

Xiang Shan said, “Are you collecting tales of the Eighth Martial God for this reason too?”

“Yes.

If the legacy of the Eighth Martial God hasn’t been found yet, it definitely won’t exist online.

Most information on the internet can’t escape King Aqini’s notice,” Borshu said.

“Perhaps those little rumors circulating in the streets might hold some hope.”

“King Aqini…” Xiang Shan pondered for a moment, “Do you think King Aqini would search for the legacy of the Eighth Martial God?

Does this thing have any use to him?”

When Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan charged into the fray alone, bypassed the naval formation for an assassination, and then died a tragic death, if he hadn’t been exploded into bits before his demise, then his memories would most likely have fallen into the hands of the enemies.

If the current Xiang Shan is indeed the Martial Ancestor of the past, then when Yuki picked him up, the mostly empty cavity of his skull would be explained—the hard drives had all been taken.

And at that time, King Aqini was at the battlefield; in fact, one of Xiang Shan’s assassination targets included him!

Would King Aqini, who likely seized Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan’s memories, need the memories of the Eighth Martial God?

“Maybe to find and destroy them?” Borshu suggested, “He directly used an electromagnetic pulse to wipe the slate clean back then.”

“That should have been to cleanse the remnants of the Eighth Martial God left online…

Wait a second?”

Xiang Shan realized a small problem.

If all the information online can’t escape King Aqini’s notice, then whatever contingency the Eighth Martial God had left behind, Hartman could easily delete it at his leisure.

His method was so ruthless, probably because “something needed to be deleted immediately, or else it would cause problems.”

And according to his own personality, the Eighth Martial God wouldn’t leave a contingency such as “After my death, the entire continent will detonate simultaneously”, something too urgent for King Aqini to defuse—the sources of information and their originating Personality Masks would make the same decisions in most cases.

The Eighth Martial God must have held onto something that King Aqini didn’t want others to have—perhaps information, or some other type of data.

And judging from the “Pepper Pot” that pursued Borshu before…

Could it be that King Aqini has not given up on searching for that thing until now?

—Does Hartman believe that “that thing” is still a threatening existence?

Moreover, after Xiang Shan just assassinated that disciple of King Aqini, there were no Space-based Weapons falling from the sky, no missiles were shot from nearby cities, and even local Protector forces showed no sign of mobilization.

King Aqini even managed to keep the local Protectors in the dark.

This was an action only known to Aqini himself.

Xiang Shan couldn’t help but imagine, what exactly could make that authoritarian madman so fervent.

Information?

It couldn’t be, for even the most destructive information would have been outdated and ineffective after sixty or seventy years, right?

Technology?

Probably not that either.

The old technology from those years would hardly be considered advanced now…

But not necessarily.

The development of “technology” is full of coincidences; perhaps there really was some hidden “project” that humanity never came up with the “creativity” to ignite, but it existed in its own right.

Perhaps by some chance, the Eighth Martial God had illuminated some “creativity” and haphazardly developed a technology beyond human imagination.

Xiang Shan had done this a few times in the 21st century.

The Eighth Martial God was still a True Personality Mask possessed of Creativity.

It’s very likely it was a technology that hadn’t had the chance to be popularized.

Of course, “the legacy of the Eighth Martial God” could also be that kind of enduring information, such as evidence that King Aqini was manipulating his way around Yawgmoth, their father of a million machines, with the intent to betray him.

“So that means…

I should really dig into this?”

Xiang Shan’s heart was suddenly racing.

If possible, he would absolutely not go looking for the legacy of the Eighth Martial God.

But the presence of King Aqini’s subordinates here changed the situation.

Despite not knowing what the enemy wanted to achieve, there was one thing clear: the more the enemy wanted to accomplish something, the more Xiang Shan should interfere.

——It seems we have to head south to Delacruz City.

Xiang Shan pondered.

He looked at Borshu, “So, what were your plans before?

How did you intend to search?”

Borshu shook his head, “All evidence indicates that the Eighth Martial God never left Delacruz City.

He spent his entire life active there.”

——Delacruz City…

Xiang Shan recalled the contents he had read from the memory of the Ranger.

Those Rangers were trained, with all genuinely important intelligence memorized by biological brains instead of being stored on hard drives.

However, Xiang Shan was still able to find some clues from the visual intelligence.

This group of troops indeed came from the south.

——They are very likely to be searching for the legacy of the Eighth Martial God.

Given that, he really must make the trip.

Xiang Shan sighed and flipped his hand.

Accompanied by the movement of Inner Strength, he inserted a specially formatted file into the space.

In his hand appeared a small sphere of light—this sphere of light was a visual manifestation; it was actually a hyperlink.

“By a fortunate coincidence, I have a little bit of the Martial Ancestor’s memory.

If you’re really interested, you can take a look for yourself,” Xiang Shan said.

This was a memory he had obtained from a hard drive confiscated by Organization Z.

These memories were skewed towards “developing technology, exploring truth” and were his creed in the first half of his life.

It was also used by the Demon Sect to inject energy and encourage those Green Forest “volunteers” to strive voluntarily.

Moreover, to prevent those from Green Forest from getting out of control, the Demon Sect was also very careful to remove all knowledge about “technology.”

From this perspective, this memory was safer than the one Tao Enhai gave him.

The memory given by Tao Enhai had all sorts of content.

Borshu was a Green Forest member.

Even though Xiang Shan had taken severe security measures, he must remain vigilant in case “this person may escape.”

Borshu was startled, “This is…”

“A bit of memory.

Not enough to turn a person into a Martial God,” Xiang Shan shrugged.

“In fact, I found it in a Green Forest Stronghold.

The people there must have looked over it again and again for a year or two, and not a single Hero emerged.”

Borshu trembled slightly.

He slowly approached the light sphere.

Xiang Shan, on the other hand, had no desire to witness someone else reading his memory.

He exited the space.

Xiang Shan was now facing Borshu.

Borshu simply had a device inserted into the back of his neck, which was connected to an external computer.

Xiang Shan maintained a direct connection with that computer.

Just pulling out this limiter would allow Borshu to regain his ability to move.

This was inside “the donkey.”

Xiang Shan stood up, habitually moving his body a bit.

A prosthetic body wouldn’t stiffen from sitting too long, but as a Natural Person, he retained this habit to date.

Yuan Wenren heard the movement and poked his head in, “Senior, how did it go?”

“Somewhat…

like that,” Xiang Shan shook his head.

He really didn’t know how things would turn out afterward, but this was the best resolution he could do for now.

“What do we do next?” Yuan Wenren asked.

“We head south, to Delacruz City,” Xiang Shan’s tone carried a hint of weariness.

Fate seemed to be playing a joke on him.

Tao Enhai had brought in this Green Forest member, who in turn brought on the followers of King Aqini.

And because of King Aqini’s followers, he was compelled to go to a place he didn’t want to go, to search for something he didn’t want to find.

“Find a path and sneak up to the Mexican Plateau.”

Such a path wasn’t difficult to find.

The Underground Pixiu had left them a map before it left.

The Mexican Plateau is rich in precious metal minerals—gold, silver, and the like, which even today are useful.

Apart from their economic value, they are also highly valued in the electronics industry.

Gold has exceptional malleability, thermal conductivity, and stability, while silver has the best electrical conductivity among all common metals.

Handcrafted electronic devices also require these two metals.

In addition, there is also a wealth of radioactive element deposits.

This place is an area with a high density of Burrow Dragons.

On the edge of the Mexican Plateau, there are also several secret passages.

These passages are set in remote areas, where the terrain is difficult for satellites to detect, allowing large vehicles to pass through comfortably.

Heroes cannot plunder cities at will like the Green Forest, and the Green Forest Stronghold is not a stable source of supplies, so continuous operations still require a mobile supply point—namely large vehicles.

Xiang Shan’s three vehicles slowly advanced southwest.

They rested during the day and reached a tunnel entrance leading up to the plateau the following night.

Xiang Shan got out of the vehicle to check carefully.

At the edge of the tunnel entrance was a rock.

This rock had a few QR codes on it, all in plaintext.