When Li Yao found Xu Zhicheng, the great guardian of Wuyou Cult was commanding the workers and the psychic puppets to work in full swing. Even he himself was sweating profusely on a crystal chariot that had been smashed into scrap copper and iron. He used the psychic steel claws and impact drills to dismantle the crystal chariot into the most basic components, sorted them out, and packed them away.

Although he had been tortured by immortal cultivators a few days ago, his spirit was now filled with an unhealthy excitement. He was still on the front line of cleaning the battlefield despite everyone's request for him to rest and heal.

In his own words, he could personally dismantle the large iron factory of the immortal cultivator and transport them all to the towns of the original underground people. How could there be any trouble?

"Fellow Daoist Li!"

As soon as he saw Li Yao coming with two little guys, Xu Zhicheng jumped out of the crystal chariot with a smile and stepped in front of Li Yao in two steps. He was agile and did not look like an old man suffering from torture.

He rubbed his hands on his clothes, not knowing how to express his gratitude to Li Yao. In the end, he simply bowed deeply to Li Yao: "Really, thank you so much. You saved everyone in the big iron factory!"

"Protector Xu, there is no need to do this!"

Li Yao's old face turned red. Although he had been hibernating for more than a hundred years and was actually older than the other party, his real age was definitely not as long as the other party's true awakening time. Moreover, Xu Zhicheng was tortured in the underground world and had just been subjected to the complete set of soul-search secret methods of cultivators. His hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles. He looked similar to his grandfather. How could he take this gift?

"I'd better have come early."

Li Yao gritted his teeth and said, "Although we drove away the cultivators, so many people died innocently, even in the battle of the giant gods."

"This is inevitable. The Big Iron Factory is a burning steel cave, which is filled with the lives of countless people every day to act as fuel."

Xu Zhicheng said, "We were enlightened on the day of the uprising. No one from top to bottom would be afraid of death. The key is to die worthy. Now, the big iron plant has finally been completely destroyed. I believe that those dead workers will be able to rest in peace. They will all thank fellow Daoist Li, fellow Daoist Li and the Worry Goddess who have done everything."

Li Yao sighed and said, "How are the materials collected? We can't stay here for too long. Although the cultivator lost two old monsters of the God Transformation Monsters and three giant gods at once, it was a very heavy blow. It may not be possible to piece together a new siege group in a while, but it is better to be careful. The sooner the evacuation, the better."

"It has been nearly half completed. I really didn't expect that the cultivators have accumulated so many supplies here, which is enough for dozens of towns to eat and drink for a year or two. If you save a little, you can help more people."

Xu Zhicheng smiled and said, "This is thanks to so many spiritual puppets brought by fellow Daoist Li. It's so powerful! If we didn't have these spiritual puppets, we could not move them for ten days and ten nights alone."

Li Yao's heart moved and said, "Master Xu, I wonder what your impression of the psychic puppet is?"

Xu Zhicheng was slightly stunned, glanced at Li Yao, and asked in confusion: "What does it mean?"

"It's not interesting, just chat."

Li Yao said, "I mean, do you like psionic puppets? What do you think of this human-shaped magic weapon?"

Xu Zhicheng pinched his eyebrows and pondered for a long time, and said seriously: "I don't know that the feelings of us underground workers towards the psychic puppets are very complicated.

"Intellect, we know that psychic puppets are just tools and are just iron lumps without thoughts; but in most mines and factories, the large-scale emergence of psychic puppets means that workers are either unemployed or must work hard to compete with psychic puppets. However, workers' efforts to tap their own potential are always limiting, and psychic puppets are more advanced than each generation.

"One day, the spiritual puppets will be able to reach the point where we can't even catch up with our flesh and bone marrow when we squeeze out our flesh and bone marrow? At that time, those high-ranking immortal cultivators will definitely use spiritual puppets to replace all humans. So how can we poor workers live and why should we eat?

“From this perspective, underground workers have an instinctive resentment and vigilance towards psychic puppets because they are our direct competitors.

"Not to mention, cultivators like Li Minghui are unwilling to spend money to improve our welfare and benefits, but they purchase a large number of combat-use puppets to manage and suppress us. If we make a mistake, we may even go to the toilet for a little longer, and will suffer the ruthless whip of the puppets.

"Although we know it was a cold, empty can, but when the arc lingered and the crackling whip slapped hard on the back, almost halving people, who can still maintain absolute rationality?

"So, hatred for the psychic puppet is almost inevitable.

"But what a great role can a psionic puppet play when serving us, or even controlling it in our hands!

"Li Minghui purchased a batch of high-temperature-resistant composite ceramic puppets specially designed for disaster relief, specializing in rescue in mine disasters and fires. Of course, he didn't care about the lives of the workers, but he just didn't want the disaster to continue to expand. However, when the puppets appeared at the disaster scene and sprayed out extremely low-temperature foam and gel, can you imagine the mentality of the workers being ecstatic and surviving the disaster?

"The psionic puppets at that time were like gods falling from the sky, so that the workers really worshipped these puppets for disaster relief as gods. They gave them tributes during festivals and holidays, and dressed them up with red and green, just to make them look faster and more efficient when disasters occur, and to save a few more people.

"Even Li Minghui, who is so inhuman and petty, can understand the workers' humble mentality and agree to the workers' dress and worship of the special spiritual puppets for disaster relief.

"The scene in front of you is even more so. What the spiritual puppets are collecting and transporting is not supplies, but the hope of survival of countless underground people! With these spiritual puppets, perhaps tens of thousands of people can survive. Even if these iron cans are still slaughtering us a moment ago, so what? They are empty tools!

"After all, we underground people love and hate puppets like this. Who can tell them clearly? As for whether it is good or bad, it depends on who it controls?"

Xu Zhicheng has been a great protector of Wuyou Sect for several years and has also practiced to the Qi Refining Level. His ideas are still quite clear. After saying a few words clearly, Li Yao was very touched.

Li Yao thought for a while and plucked up the courage to say, "Then, what if the spiritual puppet is not controlled by anyone but only in their own hands, what will Xu Guardian think?"

"Not in the hands of anyone?"

Xu Zhicheng widened his eyes and his expression became more and more confused, "What does this mean?"

"I almost forgot to introduce them, they are my children."

Li Yao pushed out the two little guys, "Xiao Ming, Wenwen, call me Grandpa Xu."

"Hello Grandpa Xu!"

The two little guys shouted frivolously, and even several nearby idle puppets bowed to Xu Zhicheng together.

"Your child!"

Xu Zhicheng became more and more surprised. He looked at the two little guys and murmured, "You have always been with you as a child, and you are still participating in such a dangerous battle? This is really..."

"They are different from ordinary children. You will know after listening to me."

Li Yao pinched his head and tail and briefly repeated what he had said to Long Yangjun just now.

Of course, there is no need for Xu Zhicheng to know that the existence of the Starry Federation, including the "Civilization" game, etc., has nothing to do with the theme. Li Yao also omitted it, but just told Xu Zhicheng a few key points.

Xu Zhicheng kept listening carefully, but from his always confused eyes, he could tell that he did not understand what Li Yao said.

"Uh, I know this is a bit difficult to understand..." Li Yao said embarrassedly.

“It’s really hard to understand.”

Xu Zhicheng thought for a long time and asked politely, "Fellow Daoist Li, I have always lived underground. I can't compare with people on the ground and even travelers who travel between the stars. Can you please tell me in the simplest and clearest words, what is the biggest difference between these two children and ordinary children?"

“The biggest difference is”

Li Yao pondered, "Ordinary children first give birth to flesh and blood bodies, and then slowly condense their souls; they first condense their souls, and then produce their flesh and blood bodies."

"Oh, I understand this."

Xu Zhicheng nodded and said, "But, what is the so-called 'soul'?"

Li Yao was stunned for a moment and said, "The definition of the soul is ever-changing, and there are many different opinions. If you really want to say it in detail, you can't even explain it in a hundred books. I dare not say it, I will know the answers myself!"

"Since Fellow Daoist Li doesn't know exactly what the 'soul' is, what's the difference between the soul being born before the body, or the soul being born after the body?"

Xu Zhicheng said, "I am a rude man. I have been mining underground all my life. I really don't understand your complex and illusory 'soul', 'body', 'conscious' and so on. I don't understand why you are full of entanglement and worry. Even if these two children have a soul first and then a body, then, what, so what?"

"Then they have extremely powerful spiritual network invasion, manipulation and destruction capabilities, including controlling one thousand or even ten thousand psionic puppets at the same time."

Li Yao thought for a long time and said, "It's 'extremely, extremely powerful', and it may even be stronger than everyone in the world. Isn't that okay?"

"I understand, being too powerful is not a good thing."

Xu Zhicheng finally understood Li Yao's concerns, "Similar things have happened in our underground towns. Those children with great talent for cultivation will be taken away from their parents by immortals and sold to wealthy families or adopted sons on the ground. In short, they are thugs of various names. If they are lucky, they will send some money and letters every year. If they are not lucky, they will always have no news.

"So many underground families often hide their potential after they find that their children have the talent for cultivation. They would rather be clumsy and spend their whole life in the underground.

"But there are some parents who would rather endure the pain of separation, hoping that their children can go to the ground and maybe have a chance to live a better life.
Chapter completed!