Chapter 875: Dream

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Chapter 875: Dream



The idea of the partially alien implant could work and play into what humans were used to. Humankind already relied on the mana cores, which were nothing short of additional organs, so adding another wouldn't be too hard to accept.

Of course, that field had vast room to grow. Khan and the others explored it throughout the nights, running simulations and expanding on that still-vague idea. Khan had various available paths at his disposal, and many were worth pursuing.

The Fuveall technology seemed the most reliable bet, but Khan didn't forget about the Scalqa flesh's unique properties. The project of creating artificial organic mana cores had slowed down but didn't stop, and eventual breakthroughs could open new paths.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Theoretically, learning to cultivate organic mana cores would grant freedom over their composition. Khan's scientists could modify them to suit the living elements better,

removing the need for an additional organ.

Nevertheless, as much as the group explored those ideas, everything remained theoretical. Tests were necessary, and they would only come after various parties tackled the issue.

The following day followed a routine Khan had already grown used to. The tournament's preliminaries unfolded, further reducing the number of contestants. The audience hoped for another unfortunate event to force Khan to intervene and show his prowess, but no problems

arose.

Festive breaks occasionally interrupted the fights, and proper parties started once the night descended. However, Khan, Tlexicpalli, Lord Rsi, Lord Exr, and Mister Cirvags had a more important event to attend. The Thilku had planned a [Feast], so the five quickly flew to the intended battleground.

The [Hunts]' sceneries always followed the same rules. A gazebo stood on an elevated position, looking down on the area chosen for the hunt. Different teams encircled it, ready to jump on the assigned vehicles or run on foot.

The Thilku had picked a forest for their event and provided special cameras for the nighttime. Their buzzing filled the area, occasionally illuminating it to offer better recordings to the people under the gazebo. The holographic screens conveyed multiple relevant scenes simultaneously, but only Tlexicpalli paid close attention to them.

"I'm grateful for this, [My Lords]," Khan announced after the group had gone through multiple rounds of drinks and food. "This [Hunt] is a good distraction from these days' gloominess."

"We enjoy these games, [Blue Shaman]," Lord Exr chuckled. "We do enjoy seeing our soldiers triumph."

"That is yet to be seen," Tlexicpalli snorted.

"This [Feast] was long overdue," Lord Rsi commented, "And it gave the Empire the chance to honor your father's death."

"Thank you, [My Lord]," Khan said, lifting his glass. "The Empire always stays true to its fame."

"It wouldn't be the Empire otherwise," Lord Rsi declared. "Our honor would have fallen long ago otherwise."

Khan noticed the vibe, and the others under the gazebo shared his awareness. Lord Rsi sounded serious but also more open about a conversation.

The vibe intrigued Khan. He wanted to learn more about his status from someone with far greater experience, but the Thilku beat him to it, disclosing information without requiring questions.

"It's the job of a leader to uphold his species' values," Lord Rsi explained. "I won't dare to speak for the Emperor, but I think he chose me because I shared his vision."

"Which vision?" Khan asked, genuinely curious.

"A vision of an unmatched Empire," Lord Rsi revealed, stretching across galaxies and united under its strength. A vision of unquestioned Thilku supremacy."

mindset.

"I've seen many things, [My Lord]," Khan announced. "I'm young, but I've seen plenty. I've interacted with many species, learned their ways, and developed an appreciation for what

they offer."

Lord Rsi remained silent out of respect, and the other guests shared his mindset. Clearly, Khan needed time and peace to formulate those new thoughts.

"I've witnessed tragedies," Khan continued, "Catastrophes that could have been avoided with the help of different cultures. My very power comes from the fusion of many arts, and the more I learn, the more one thing remains clear."

Lord Rsi and Khan exchanged a look before the latter finished his statement. "I don't see that

difference."

"Among species?" Lord Rsi asked.

"Among living beings," Khan corrected. "Their infighting, their biases, their grudges. I find

them idiotic. I've been on both sides and eventually realized that the only way out was up."

"While I see your vision," Lord Rsi commented, "Those differences exist. Many are also willing to fight to defend them."

"The weak have no claims over rights," Khan declared. "I'll show them a better way."

"[Ah]!" Lord Rsi cried. "Your greed is praiseworthy, [Blue Shaman], but can you carry that

burden?"

"I'll tell you a secret, [My Lord]," Khan said, smiling. "Unlike many of those in power, I never had any choice, and the humans will be the first to understand that."

Mister Cirvags listened to everything, and the last part of Khan's statement inevitably alerted

him. It almost sounded like a declaration of war, which the Thilku could consider if he

gathered more power.

"How do you plan to show them?" Lord Rsi questioned. "Humans aren't like us. They resent

those with more power than them."

"Either by planting countless flowers," Khan responded, "Or by creating bloody rivers."

"[Ah]!" Lord Rsi cried again. "Good answer. However, even an Emperor might fall short of

that grand vision."

'So,' Khan thought, 'I'll become bigger than an Emperor.'