Chapter 1 Everything Becomes Simple

When Yggdrasil regained consciousness, everything became extremely simple.

Actually, most of the worries that Hao Ren and the others faced when operating in these nine kingdoms could be boiled down to three points: What if that big lump underground suddenly woke up? What if that big lump had morning sickness? What if that big lump was a primeval being in a state of madness? These three concerns made everyone act cautiously, and they didn't even dare to apply for technical support. In the end, even investigating the source of the corruption in Nibelungen was like walking on thin ice.

But now all the problems were no longer problems, because that big lump underground had already woken up—and the patient was emotionally stable, and did not show any desire to kill the doctor. Hao Ren felt that this was a harmonious doctor-patient relationship, a miraculous cure, and superb skill, although all he did was poke a hole in the other person's head with a four-foot-long sword, but this did not affect his high evaluation of himself.

So, he can now safely transfer the refugees in Twilight Capital.

The specific transfer process and the way to trick so many people into moving will not be mentioned for the time being, at least there is no need to worry about Yggdrasil suddenly going berserk.

"Actually, it's fortunate that you didn't act rashly," Yggdrasil said with emotion after hearing Hao Ren's arrangement for Twilight Capital. "With my mental state at the time, all actions were based entirely on conditioned reflexes, and even a slightly larger disturbance would cause big problems. But now you don't have to worry, I will do my best to provide you with convenience. Although I am still very weak, it is still no problem to maintain the stability of a Midgard space."

At this time, another voice came from the corner of the cave: "Actually, instead of sending the humans in Twilight Capital out with transport ships or something, I have another suggestion."

Hao Ren turned his head and looked over, and saw that the voice was coming from that amorphous white light—another soul that Yggdrasil created in order to purify himself. This backup soul was a taciturn guy. After coming out to say hello to everyone just now, he had been harmlessly floating in the corner of the big cave, the only activity being playing "I jump, you watch" with the little mermaid, Doudou. At this time, he suddenly spoke, and everyone curiously looked over.

"The biggest threat to the Kingdom of Midgard is magic radiation, and it's not dust radiation, but energy radiation caused by arcane power scattered in the atmosphere. Apart from these wandering magic powers, other things are actually easy to solve, at least not immediately fatal," the voice of light said softly, the voice seemingly carrying some kind of rhythm, "And Yggdrasil's runic body can absorb these magic powers. When Mother created this body, she considered making it survive as long as possible, so she designed many survival abilities that ordinary races would find incredible for it. Many abilities are far beyond ordinary guardians. Drawing energy from stars, devouring thin matter in the universe, absorbing various free energies around it, the runic body can do these things."

"Oh, that's right!" Hao Ren suddenly slapped his thigh. "When we found you, you were hanging next to the Chandar star, sucking it hard! I wanted to ask just now, what kind of special model is this? The other primeval beings in the Dream Plane are not so powerful—the runic body you mentioned is those silver runes on Yggdrasil's branches? Did the Goddess of Creation specifically create those things?"

"Of course it was Mother's design. Those runes have very special powers and functions, not just absorbing energy and giving power. If there is a chance, I will explain these to you carefully, but now, let's solve the problem of Twilight Capital first."

"I understand what you mean. You mean Yggdrasil can purify the magic radiation in the entire Midgard space, right?" Vivian raised an eyebrow. "Actually, this is one of our alternative plans. We originally intended to come to Nibelungen for this purpose. If we can revive the World Tree, maybe we can use the power of the primeval being to reshape the order of the Nine Kingdoms."

"Reshaping the Nine Kingdoms... I might have been able to do it before I weakened," Yggdrasil said helplessly, "But now, let alone reshaping the Nine Kingdoms, even purifying Midgard is difficult. I can probably purify 70% of the Midgard space, and urgently create an ecological environment within a certain range around Twilight Capital, but there is no way for more remote places. Most of the world will still be barren, and I will not be able to adjust the other kingdoms for the time being—except for Asgard, which itself is not damaged much. But I think that's enough: you only need to transfer the population of one city, and I can provide you with a livable environment equivalent to a hundred times the size of Twilight Capital."

"That's more than enough!" Hao Ren immediately clapped his hands and rejoiced. "As long as Twilight Capital is empty, I have to get the spaceship under the city out. That's what I came for."

"But there is a problem, I don't know if you have thought about it," Yggdrasil kindly reminded, "It is not so simple to relocate an entire city, let alone to relocate them to an undeveloped primitive natural environment. There may not be problems at the beginning, but soon the crowd will fall into chaos—social relations, this is really a wonderful subject. I have seen mortals study this thing for a long time, but even I don't understand how it works."

Hao Ren would be humble if Yggdrasil said anything else, but when he heard that the other party was talking about this, he immediately puffed out his chest with a smug look: "You don't need to worry about this. You should ask around what my major is..."

Galia Zhor's eyes lit up immediately, and seeing that she was about to speak, Hao Ren quickly interrupted: "Ahem, I specialize in moving people!"

Galia Zhor curled her lips and turned her face away: "Tch."

The dignified Dragon Queen, the most powerful ancient creature on a certain planet, the ruler of the Dragon Empire, the dragon language ancestor deeply feared by mages—her image is completely ruined here. She seems to be tirelessly devoted to spreading the name of "Bomb Ren" everywhere. I don't know what kind of hatred she has with Hao Ren...

Anyway, Hao Ren finally finalized some details of the next action with Yggdrasil. Then, he should return to Twilight Capital and tell Odin the good news.

But on the way back, they brought an extra partner: Yggdrasil's backup soul.

Oh, that's right, it's that ball of light.

The land of Midgard was still shrouded in darkness and radiation, and the majestic barrier of Twilight Capital was already close at hand. Hao Ren and his party climbed a small hill outside Twilight Capital (this hill may have been formed by the millennium weathering of a certain molten ancient castle). From here, looking into the distance, you can see the branches of the World Tree slowly moving on the distant land: Yggdrasil is gradually regaining control of his limbs. He must re-familiarize himself with this feeling of being awake as soon as possible, because soon, the purification operation will begin.

And a mass of amorphous light was floating around Hao Ren, which has now shrunk to the size of an ordinary human.

Wherever Yggdrasil's branches can cover, his soul is ubiquitous, and now that Yggdrasil has two souls, his actions have become much more convenient as a result—it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. When the main soul is busy with post-illness rehabilitation activities, this backup soul can run out and follow Hao Ren and the others to survey the scene.

"The runic body has been silent for too long, and the condition of the distant limbs is not optimistic. For hundreds of years, we have found it difficult to perceive the condition of that part of the limbs," the backup soul, or the voice of light, made a melodious sound, "The situation is better here in Midgard, because it is closer to the main thinking organs. The situation in Asgard is very bad. The brain nucleus there completely atrophied and died in the early struggle between the two souls. Even if it starts to regenerate from now on, it is estimated that it will take several years to be useful."

Hao Ren oh-ed and looked curiously at the fluttering light around him: "By the way, I always feel like I should give you a name. I can't always call you Yggdrasil, right?"

The light made a puzzled grunt. Like Zhuom, this kind of creature, the "primeval being," actually doesn't have much concept of "name." He thinks it's good to call himself Yggdrasil, and he doesn't think it's a problem that he has the same name as the main soul.

"It's inconvenient without a name. It's a problem just to separate you from the 'Dark Heart'," Hao Ren spread his hands, "Let's do this, I'll call you Xiaobai (Little White) in the future, and the other soul can be called Xiaohei (Little Black). The two of you together are called Yggdrasil..."

His idea immediately aroused a strong desire to complain from everyone, but before Vivian and the others could object, the white light indifferently floated around Hao Ren: "Whatever, then I'll be called Xiaobai."

Nangong Sanba slapped his face: "It's over... The landlord's acting up again, and this time he didn't stop him."

Vivian sighed: "Well, it's good that the person involved doesn't have any opinions."