Having absolute control, Bai Zhongqi had no worries or insecurities, even though a faction within the Star Alliance government was gradually rising. However, these people were not fools; naturally, they knew how to handle the relationship with the Chancellor for the greater benefit of the Star Alliance. After all, the more powerful and prosperous the Star Alliance became, the better it was for everyone involved. It was a relationship where everyone thrived or declined together.
Like usual, Bai Zhongqi connected to the Deep Sleep System while sleeping, a practice most citizens of the Star Alliance did. It was a way to make efficient use of sleep time, enhancing the quality of sleep and allowing for the learning of new knowledge and skills. Of course, many were also addicted to the highly popular "Dream Virtual Reality Games" (DVRG). Nevertheless, the DVRG had a strong anti-addiction mechanism, prohibiting any player from playing for long periods, and those who neared the upper limit of daily playtime were put under special observation and could even receive notifications for psychological counseling.
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In a time of great material fulfillment, people were desperately seeking anything that could satisfy their spiritual needs. Dream virtual reality games were a very effective form of entertainment. Yet, because these games were so powerful and highly simulative, the developers had to reduce their realism, and Star Alliance laws strictly stipulated that games could not replicate the real world in their entirety beyond a certain ratio and could not simulate real life completely, to prevent confusion.
Therefore, racing games might only simulate the track and a limited range of race-related facilities and crowds; city building simulation games might feature slightly cartoonish city structures and be confined to a certain range. Meanwhile, games simulating fantasy worlds could be made on a grand scale. Currently, the three leading titles in the Star Alliance DVRG market are the martial arts simulation "Drunken Heroes", the high fantasy simulation "War of Gods and Demons", and the war simulation "The Great War".
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These three games were all supported by Iridium Star Technology, and the operators were state-owned enterprises of the Star Alliance; in particular, "The Great War" was essentially an overt attempt to showcase the form and appeal of war to attract citizens to join the Universe Army and planetary Defense Forces, drawing harsh criticism from many anti-war activists.
But regardless, these games were beloved by many and had become a part of their daily leisure, and even some middle-aged individuals who had never before played games were now starting to delve into them.
If Bai Zhongqi werenât so busy with many affairs, he might have been labeled with a game addiction tag himself. He had tried these games, set up a few accounts, enjoyed the experience, but unfortunately time did not permit.
After entering the Deep Sleep System for learning each day, Bai Zhongqi routinely studied various relevant and irrelevant knowledge and sometimes even followed along for military training.
When he closed his eyes to enter deep sleep, he found his mind wandering, not entering the normal deep learning state.
He seemed to be standing alone in the universe, with rows of Silver Feather Army Samurai in silver armor and white robes standing behind him. The Universe Army warships stretched from one end of his vision to the other, an awe-inspiring sight. He waved his hand, and all the warships fired simultaneously, lighting up the space. The barrage was directed toward three areas in space, with the enemy fiercely retaliating; however, the Universe Army stood unshaken.
He could vaguely make out that on one front, the warships strongly resembled those of the Teizene civilizationâelaborate and fierce in design, lacking in aesthetics; another front seemed to be that of the Benefactorsâ warships; the warships on the last front were indistinct, and he struggled to see them clearly.
As the enemy was engulfed in the blaze, his vision shifted, and he seemed to see a group of proud extraterrestrials adorned with the insignia of the Galactic High Governance Council. He appeared to be arguing with these aliens, who had a stern expression as if the negotiations had collapsed, and the extraterrestrials left abruptly.
The images that followed became more and more blurred, seeming to contain flashes of fire and interstellar travel. Until at the end, Bai Zhongqi appeared atop a tall stone tower, dressed in full regalia, receiving the cheers and worship of countless people. The sensation of weightlessness suddenly appeared, and he fell from the high tower. As he plummeted everything passed by swiftly, and he saw atop the tower a person dressed in the Chancellorâs attire, indistinguishable as man or woman, their face unrecognizable, looking down at him falling from the tower.
The fall seemed endless, until he entered an infinite abyss. Darkness surrounded him, and eventually, even the sensation of falling was lost, for without reference points, there was no sense of direction. When the darkness turned into a sea of magma and fire, he seemed to struggle and groan in hell, and even in the dream, he could feel the intense pain and the emotion of hatred.
This emotion lifted him slowly from the sea of magma and fire, he stretched his body and discovered himself transformed into a giant butterfly, with wings ethereal and incredibly beautiful.
This ascent took him directly into space, where countless starships and monsters launched an attack on him. Bai Zhongqi, now the great butterfly, fluttered his wings and then countless butterflies flew out from his wings, swarming towards the starships and monsters...
The dream ended.
Bai Zhongqi woke from the dream, rubbing his temples, seemingly unfazed.
This was not the first time he had strange dreams while in the Deep Sleep System, and this strange dream was very similar to the previous one. The previous dream did not have the detailed clarity of todayâs bizarre dream, and the part where the white-robed Knight swept across the sky from the tear in the heavens was gone.
"The white-robed Knight flying out from the tear in the sky should signify the return of the Silver Feather Army. The Universe Army battling enemies from three directions must be my current situation fighting against the three enslaving civilizations. The fleet that was indistinct must be the Controllersâ fleet. I didnât understand what that dream meant before, but now it seems perhaps it was a premonition of the future? When did I become a prophet?"
Bai Zhongqi was inwardly alarmed; the return of the Silver Feather Army that had already happened and the impending war with the three enslavers were not what he found worrisome. What concerned him was the part about falling from the high tower.
"Falling from the high tower, all the way down to hell. What does that represent? Could it be that in the future, I will be betrayed by someone I trust and lose the power of the Star Alliance? But thatâs impossible. I hold the Supreme Command, no one can take the Star Alliance away from me." Bai Zhongqi clenched his fists subconsciously.
Bai Zhongqi knew he could not entirely trust this dream, and that distancing himself from his trusted subordinates simply because of this dream could lead to a grave mistake. But he had to figure out why he was having the same dream repeatedly.