221 Chapter 221 (1/2)
The two largest sects along with the Long clan were surrounding that spot from all sides. It was rumored that the three powers built giant walls that reached up into the heavens. These walls were reinforced with some special materials and couldn't be damaged by anyone. Not even the top experts. The sects split the most sought after resource between themselves and the walls were there so that fights wouldn't break out between the factions.
The spiritual energy that was rising did a lot for plant life. The trees were thicker and larger. Even the regular herbs had more Qi in them than the high quality ones in the lower regions. The whole ecosystem looked more lively and lush, Matt could only imagine how the scenery would look like in the middle of the empire.
Zhang Dong wasn't flying next to his ship anymore, he had moved down to his private cabin and was now looking at a large screen. The screen split into many smaller ones and he could see the scenery around the ship from its many cameras. He had successfully brought this technology to this world. He hoped that some talented people would soon pick up on it and make some interesting movies or TV shows that he could enjoy later in his free time.
He tried introducing another marvel of technology which was the internet not too long ago. This didn't go through that well as the cultivators didn't see a purpose for something like that. They already had communication jades to send information, why would they need an archaic system like the internet for a similar task.
They also didn't really understand the whole graphical aspect of the whole thing. Maybe if the new TV system went through well, they would open up to the other one. At least that was what Matt was hoping for but he didn't think he could get a carbon copy of the internet he had back on his homeworld.
There were no computer games for one and he didn't think that the cultivator nuts here would spend their precious time playing Tetris. This was unless there was some cultivation aspect that the games could provide. He didn't know how to do such a thing, it would be nice if he could design a machine that increases your strength while playing games. Doing it might not be impossible but the cost would probably outweigh the gain.
While looking through the live feeds on his screen he could see the other sect watching them. They had many soldiers looking at their ship constantly, he could even zoom in and see the greed in their eyes. He clearly knew that if they weren't afraid they would try ransacking his flying fortress.
Matt lamented in his thoughts. He wanted to change the mindset of these people but he really didn't see how. The only way he could think of is world domination and having the biggest fist around. But if he forced everyone to see it his way, would he be any better than the rest? An empire like that would probably crumble the moment he died or someone stronger than him appeared.
The only other possible way was slowly changing the thought process of the people living here. Generation by generation, maybe he could soften their views and get them to see the bigger picture. Even that approach required a massive amount of prestige and strength. This was something he was still somewhat lacking.
He felt that it wasn't out of the realm of possibilities though, with his immortal grade techniques he was convinced that he could take on the world. That is if the other sects weren't hiding similar assets. He wasn't foolish enough to believe that strong cultivation would always come out on the top. He almost was done in by a well placed trap formation even though he was strong.
This was also why his sect was important, he needed help from others. Luckily he wasn't alone, he already had some good friends and a loving family. This also gave him the motivation to move forward.
He smiled a bit after thinking back to his little cinnamon roll of a daughter. While deeply in thoughts he got interrupted by a little red blinking light. This was an indicator that showed that the ship's captain wanted to talk to him. He received the call while lazily sitting down on his overly soft couch.
”Glory to the Patriarch!”
Was the first thing that he heard, he rolled his eyes instantly. He knew that he would never get used to this, something deep inside his very soul was not allowing him to feel superior to others. He was just a random guy that was wished away here and got an overpowered body and a system. He felt closer to common people than young or old masters and this would probably stay with him till he died.
”You may speak.”
He had to prompt the captain to have him speak as the last time he didn't reply the man kept quiet for over a minute.
”We will be arriving at our destination soon. The ship will dock outside of the city as the other sects have instructed and we will be waiting for your return. The banquet is scheduled to start after two days of our arrival.”
Matt sighed out, he needed to wait for even more before the whole thing started. This get together would last for more than one day and he would need to attend it all. His introverted personality had never gone away and he hated forced parties like this. Back in his own sect, he could leave at any time without explaining himself. Here on the other hand he needed to keep up appearances. He couldn't just leave during a boring conversation, he needed to remain and keep nodding his head.
”Inform the other elders, we will be leaving as soon as we arrive.”
He heard a clicking sound as the captain disconnected. Matt rose from his seat while looking at the monitors. The scenery was flying by fast and he couldn't see the city they would be arriving just yet.
He decided to move outside. The deck was under a protective formation so even if a regular person was standing on it they wouldn't feel a breeze. He hovered upwards leaving this protective barrier while putting up his own that made him glow in a golden hue.