Chapter 224
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Chapter 224: Title
Judging by current circumstances, the vast insect population appears most likely to develop sentience on this planet in the future.
Ye Linlang retrieved an object from a metallic case at her side – an irregularly shaped crystal glowing with translucent golden hues.
Clutching the crystal in her palm, she applied gentle pressure. With a crystalline chime, the gem fractured into two perfect halves.
This divine creation forged from her own power served to accelerate biological evolution, though imprinted with her unique essence through its sacred origins. Unlike the barren Lava Planet or embryonic Slime Planet, Bug Planet teemed with abundant lifeforms.
Though other creatures inhabited the world, none matched the insects’ evolutionary velocity – perhaps demonstrating the universe’s inherent logic through this natural hierarchy.
Without her intervention, the insects would still have forged civilization within millennia, mirroring Blue Star’s developmental trajectory from primitive tribes to modern society and interstellar era. Their ultimate form likely resembled projections within the system’s memory banks.
As the Ark’s hatch hissed open, Ye Linlang launched herself into the void with a powerful kick against the threshold.
Bionic angel wings snapped open from her shoulder-mounted devices, their pearlescent feathers catching the air as she hovered effortlessly. Clutching the crystal halves, she began circumnavigating the planet at breakneck speed.
Her aerial dance concluded with rainfall washing over the world below – precipitation infused with diluted crystalline energy specifically tailored for arthropod enlightenment. While other species received mere physical enhancements, dual intelligent races would overcrowd even the largest celestial body.
Yet cosmic whimsy often disrupts calculations. This sacred shower not only propelled insect civilization but awakened genetic nemeses lying dormant within their DNA.
The divine downpour lasted mere moments. Those untouched by its droplets found their evolutionary paths abruptly truncated, while the most drenched specimens leaped ahead in development.
Back inside the Ark, Ye Linlang observed rapid planetary scans across her monitors. Her fingers danced across controls. "System, rewind ten seconds."
The screen revealed a rainforest riverbank where a two-meter lepidopteran lay dying after territorial combat. The creature’s pearlescent wings shimmered with white and cerulean patterns even as life ebbed from its torn left wing.
"Such exquisite beauty," Ye Linlang whispered, recalling Blue Star’s legendary Light Goddess Butterfly from her past life. The celestial rain battered the injured creature, deepening her pang of regret – like witnessing masterful calligraphy defaced.
Beauty inevitably commands favor. As with the lava-born entities and gelatinous blobs before, Ye Linlang resolved to bestow divine inspiration upon this specimen.
A comet of white light struck the butterfly. When luminosity faded, the creature’s wounds had vanished. Within three minutes, its form shifted dramatically – shrinking to humanoid proportions, limbs morphing into graceful extremities until a winged maiden emerged with azure tresses cascading down her back.
Watching the transformed butterfly girl blink in bewilderment, Ye Linlang smiled. Though repelled by insects generally, she couldn’t deny their aesthetic potential. Thus the Creator compromised – designating this race as non-human while granting pleasing anthropomorphic features.
The wings could be retracted, rendering their appearance indistinguishable from ordinary humans when folded.
Ye Linlang observed the butterfly-girl who had recently acquired human form—first crawling awkwardly to master limb coordination, then gradually learning to conceal her iridescent wings.
Though physically evolved, the insect race still lacked any concept of modesty. The girl’s flawless silhouette remained unabashedly exposed, yet she displayed no self-awareness.
"System, project the timeline for this civilization’s progression to modern society and subsequent rise as an interstellar civilization. Outline the developmental trajectory of this insect civilization."
She stressed "this insect civilization," emphasizing her particular interest in the fate of her own creation.
【Calculating current evolutionary pace and reproductive rates: Estimated 500 years to achieve quasi-secondary civilization status. Millennial projection indicates capability for thousand-light-year navigation.】
【Given their combative disposition, expansion will inevitably involve conquest and interplanetary warfare…】
"Interesting." Ye Linlang tapped her chin, weighing whether to impose developmental constraints before dismissing the notion as hypocritical—she’d granted other civilizations unfettered growth.
【System projections possess 12.7% margin of error, Your Excellency, the Major Deity. Concern appears unnecessary.】
The mechanical assurance drew a wry smile. "Then we shall depart. Let history unfold."
Could Blue Star possibly fall to these insects in a thousand years? Should the unthinkable occur… well, the entire planet could be sentenced to Another World’s mining colonies. Even the world consciousness couldn’t protest such poetic justice.
Truthfully, Blue Star held significance only as the dormant core of world consciousness and the World War’s focal point. Any chromatic star—green, crimson, or azure—could serve similar functions.
Had Blue Star not mirrored her ancestral homeland from a previous life, Ye Linlang might’ve regarded it with complete detachment. Reincarnation had instilled a playfully transient worldview, though the world consciousness’s emergence had tempered this perspective slightly.
Ultimately, neither Blue Star nor any celestial body held intrinsic value to her. Protection stemmed from duty rather than affection—a creator’s impartiality ensuring equitable opportunities for all civilizations.
She departed Bug Planet without backward glance.
The evolutionary rain had accelerated the insect race’s intellectual dawn by millennia, yet centuries of maturation remained. Time she wouldn’t spend spectating.
Her creations bore indelible divine signatures. When the World Tree’s branches eventually entwined this sector, reviewing their history through temporal folds would prove trivial—time manipulation extended beyond Blue Star’s domain.
The system’s predictions required no intervention unless universal annihilation loomed. All developments occurred beneath her omniscient gaze, permitting timely corrections if necessary.
…
The fifth civilization presented nomenclature challenges.
"Jellyfish?" she murmured dubiously, observing the colony of pink, ethereal beings undulating through methane-rich air. Terrestrial jellyfish? Their gelatinous forms shimmered with prismatic bioluminescence, tentacles trailing like living lace.
Abundant airborne specimens fed on atmospheric spores while aquatic counterparts dominated the planet’s violet seas. Imbuing intelligence upon such creatures promised delightful unpredictability.
Appearances deceived—these gelatinous organisms secreted neurotoxic mucus, exhibited pack-hunting strategies, and darted faster than ocular tracking permitted.
Ye Linlang extended an inviting hand.
The jellyfish colony reacted with polarized responses—some fleeing in bioluminescent panic, others maintaining cautious observation distances. After prolonged assessment, a single specimen ventured forth.
This scout measured merely fist-sized, diminutive compared to its peers. Translucent tendrils first tested her fingertips before boldly coiling around her wrist.
In her raised palm glowed a divine power crystal—radiant, pulsating. "Hungry, little one?" The crystal’s volume dwarfed the creature’s form, yet it engulfed the energy source voraciously.
Nearby jellyfish rippled with envious agitation, but Ye Linlang’s smirk forbade interruptions. Focusing on her chosen specimen, she transmuted the crystal into pure deific essence suffusing every cell.
On Blue Star, such a crystal could elevate ordinary people to immortal-level beings. Here, it catalyzed species-wide evolution—every jellyfish sharing genetic lineage with this pioneer would awaken sentience, branching into specialized evolutionary paths.
Her selected specimens became progenitors of destiny, architects of nascent civilizations soon to paint their stories across the cosmic canvas.
