Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1482: Notes of the Scholarly Sect

Zhang Yi put on the bracelet and tried it out. Babu was already dead now, leaving only the Sword in the Tree forged from the core of his body.

Through the electronic core on the bracelet, he stimulated the Sword in the Tree, causing it to react and transform into a sharp blade.

Zhang Yi then used the controller of the intelligent system to exert his exclusive control over it.

“Initiate super transformation mode!”

Zhang Yi gave the transformation command.

The next moment, the silver-gray bracelet immediately began to transform, extending more than a dozen slender vines that bound his arm and started actively drawing energy.

Then, just like before, it turned into a sword-like weapon made of hundreds of vines.

Only now, it was no longer the green of a plant but had been coated in a layer of silver-gray, making it look far more aggressive.

Zhang Yi walked outside the estate, slowly raised the sword in his hand, channeled the power of the void, and swung it forward with all his might!

Stretching several thousand meters from east to west, the ice layer that had been over ten meters thick shattered into countless ice shards that shot up hundreds of meters into the air!

Such was the terrifying power of a single sword strike!

After bearing Zhang Yi’s strength, this Sword in the Tree II showed no signs of abnormality at all. That fact alone was enough to satisfy Zhang Yi.

Because as he grew stronger, his demands for a weapon would only increase.

A weapon that could grow infinitely was undoubtedly the best choice.

With his new weapon in hand, Zhang Yi spent some time adapting to it.

Meanwhile, Lu Keran used the remaining time to help the others perform simple upgrades on their weapons.

However, doing so consumed a tremendous amount of her time, energy, and focus.

After all, restructuring matter at the atomic level to alter its underlying structure was no easy task.

Thus, aside from Zhang Yi’s weapon, the upgrades for the others could only be modest enhancements.

Even so, this gave them weapons that surpassed the strength of ordinary Adamantium Alloy.

On the other hand, after two months of intensive research, Yang Xinxin had cross-referenced a vast database of ancient and modern sources, both domestic and international. Using Hua’s memories, she finally managed to decipher parts of the *Scholar’s Notes*.

Zhang Yi arrived at the control room. Dozens of screens were lit up inside, covered in dense text and images.

Yang Xinxin was chewing on a piece of chocolate, her eyes fixed intently on the screen in front of her.

When she noticed Zhang Yi walking in, a smile curled at the corner of her lips.

“Big brother, you’re here!”

Zhang Yi nodded, walked over to her, pulled up a chair, and sat down.

“I heard you’ve made new discoveries?”

Yang Xinxin nodded.

“The progress is slow, since there’s very little comparable data. But I think this intelligence so far is quite valuable for reference.”

She tapped a few keys on the computer keyboard, and the screen in front of them immediately enlarged, the text on it becoming more concise.

“Right here, the Scholar’s Notes confirm some of our earlier speculations.”

Zhang Yi looked at the screen. With Yang Xinxin’s explanations, he came to understand the records contained in the *Scholar’s Notes*.

As the most learned person in the Nash Kingdom, the Scholar’s notes were undoubtedly a treasure of the kingdom’s library.

Even with their limitations, they still held immense reference value.

One didn’t have to believe them completely, but they were worth reading.

According to the already-translated portions of the *Scholar’s Notes*, the so-called [Martial Artists] or [Transcendents] drew their power from the human self—specifically, from within.

The Nash Kingdom believed that humans possessed souls, which was why they subscribed to the concept of reincarnation.

Soul power varied in strength.

Thus, the strong were born with exceptional talent, possessing immense growth potential in their areas of expertise, making them naturally superior to other individuals.

Over the long ages, the Nash Kingdom developed a method for collecting the power of [souls].

That method involved building an altar to capture souls just as they were about to vanish, thereby gathering their power.

That altar was the Sacred Spirit Hall, located at the highest point of the Nash Kingdom.

The Nash people believed that after death, souls would ascend to heaven. So the Sacred Spirit Hall was built at the kingdom’s highest point to facilitate capturing the power of those souls.

Reading this, Zhang Yi felt an uncontrollable shock in his heart.

“That should be… the Rite Spirit! Could it be that the Rite Spirit is condensed from human souls? But… do humans really have such a thing as a soul?”

If souls could be real, then didn’t that mean ghosts and gods truly existed in the world?

But then, the next translated passage made Zhang Yi frown.

The text recorded:

*However, the legend of the Sacred Spirit Hall had existed for thousands of years, yet no one had ever truly seen the shape of a soul, nor had anyone witnessed the so-called soul-collecting altar display any of its supposed power.*

*Thus, I, Alberg Eisting, believe that the so-called altar and [souls] are nothing more than the ignorant notions of people over the past millennia.*

This passage made Zhang Yi breathe a sigh of relief.

It seemed that no matter what kind of civilization, they all went through similar stages.

For example, the surface races of their planet had also built massive projects in ancient times simply because of a ruler’s whim.

The most typical example was the pyramids of the ancient Kemit Kingdom.

Just as this thought crossed Zhang Yi’s mind, he saw a large blank space below, followed by an outburst of emotionally charged text.

*Scholar’s Notes:*

*August 21, 3829, New Nash Calendar (translation issue—the original text does not describe time this way).*

*The sky dome of the Nash Kingdom trembled, and the brilliant horizon was stained with purple—a beautiful radiance I had never seen before.*

*And the Sacred Spirit Hall, which had not wavered for thousands of years, also shook violently on this day.*

*It seems I was wrong.*

*Perhaps its existence was not merely to glorify the achievements of ancient kings.*

…

*February 15, 3830, New Nash Calendar.*

*With the arrival of the Day of Change, the Nash Kingdom underwent a tremendous transformation. The number of individuals with the talent for martial arts began to increase within the kingdom. Even many of the kingdom’s warriors showed far greater power during tests.*

*However, a portion of the kingdom’s citizens also died collectively during this period, from unknown causes.*

*Could it be that the Sacred Spirit Hall truly is a tool for collecting the souls of the dead?*

*I grow more and more afraid—not of my own decaying body meeting its end.*

*Rather, I fear that the Nash Kingdom may be destroyed.*

*Because in the ancient records of the* Albert Epic*, similar signs appeared before the last great annihilation of the Three-Eyed Tribe.*

…

*March 5, 3830, New Nash Calendar.*

*I have begun to doubt the reality of this world.*

*Once again, I have read the* Albert Epic*, which recounts the story of Kagayo, the master of all things, creating and destroying the world.*

*I have begun to suspect that everything in myths and legends was not fabricated by people, but rather events that truly happened in the past.*

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