Overpowered Soul Transmigrate In Apocalypse

Chapter 131: EP20: The birth of the mystic shop (1)

"A little bit of modifications here and here... Here too, perfect!" Aneurin changed the context of the message forwarded by Feng Mei. He labeled the soul-devouring creature as an extraterrestrial Alien, who belongs to a barbaric race that likes to inhabit the world like Earth and kill off their people. All the information was modified by Aneurin and changed into a scientific text or something closely related to Sci-fi. The reasons behind his action was too simple. The message Feng forwarded to everyone explained the creature as what it is, a supernatural entity that devour souls, one that stops souls from going to the afterlife. Not many are gonna believe in a supernatural entity that wants to transform Earth into a farm and devour souls. This world had a lot of aesthetics. Many will take Feng's message as simple bullshit spewed by a retard. After all, not everyone has seen what Feng could do. The ignorants will lead to useless casualties.

After the tweaking the massage in the holographic screen, Aneurin stamped it with the seal of the United World government and forwarded it to literally everyone.

How Dracula and Aneurin were forwarding their messages to literally everyone in the world, as long as they have a device which can access the internet? It's too complex to clarify everything.

To explain it in simple words, its because Dracula is the sea of knowledge. To explain it in complexity, he could hack into all the platforms, so hacking into all the satellites revolving around Earth was just a swipe of his hand. He used his internal Godly processor created by Feng Mei to hack into the satellites. His processor was so advanced that it could make all scientists on the face Earth go crazy, hence it wasn't overloaded because of the difficult process of hacking into all the satellites. Then he used the satellite to transfer Feng's message in the form of radio waves to every antenna on EARTH. Then these antennas used the help of the 5g receptor present in each city to further transfer Feng's message to the entire world.

To further clarify it, the 5g system is divided into three parts.

A: The queen mother(special network Satellites in space)

B: The king father (Main network Receptor in cities. each city only have one)

C: Thousands child army( receptors that receive network from the main signal receptor). (each city have a lot of them)

The antenna received Feng's message from the queen mother. Then it transferred Feng's message to the king father in the form of a radio wave. Then the King father transferred Feng's message to the thousand child army. Then the army of children spread his message to everyone willing and unwilling.

Aneurin also followed the same procedure to transfer the tweaked message to everyone.

He didn't have an overpowered processor like Dracula have, which can do something as complex as hacking into all the satellite but he was the leader of the United World Government, he had obtained permission from the leader of the world to use their satellites. Furthermore, he also had his own special satellite to do such a task.

Anyways, not two minutes after Aneurin forwarded the message, multiple holographic screen popped up all around him. Calls chimed in those screens. Each caller was a people of high status such as the leader of the Kunafa(Middle East), the Tofu land(china), and many others.

Rubbing his head in distress, Aneurin picked all calls at once.

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Feng was holding the last chicken leg in his hand. Only 100g of well-cooked meat was attached to the upper thigh area of the bone.

It didn't tool more than three seconds before he took the last bite of meat.

Chandni wiped his mouth while Dracula served him cola. Though, surprisingly, Feng refused to drink the cola.

Looking at their faces, he realized that ever since the Apocalypse began, the time he spent with his servant had increased exceptionally, as previously, he was busy playing games, day in till night out.

"Master, what are you thinking about," Dracula asked.

Feng replied, "Nothing much, pack up, its time we leave." 

Along his command, Dracula, Chandni, the Bravo family, and their female counterparts, all stood up to go inside the two black-trucks.

Feng still sitting in front of the bonfire signaled to Dracula by using one of his hands, telling him to shit down two of any four of the Bravo. After all, only two black-trucks were left and they needed just two drivers. Left with no choice, Jo and Johnny along with their female counterparts gave up on remaining conscious. As they were the owner of the destroyed trucks, the this and the fourth one. Jo dreams of finding love in this new world was immediately crushed. Poor guy.

Feng threw the bone in his hand to the blazing bonfire without much thought. Then he stood up and also followed the others into the black-truck.

The black-truck drove ahead, going towards their nearest destination that was only two days away. Thankfully, the barrels of fuel and the batteries for Feng's robot didn't go to waste. These two things now filled the cargo of the last two trucks. There was also enough food to go by for some weeks.

Arnold, his kids, Jody, Darci, and Chandni and were in the first black truck. While Feng and Dracula remained in the second one, as if they were newly married couples. Actually, they weren't undergoing the plentiful nightly activities of newly married couples, rather, something far more interesting. 

"So, can you create something like that?" Feng asked Dracula. Even he didn't know the limits of the Robotic Being he had created.

"The first part is simple but the second part is tricky. We would need a server for something like that, a server that can handle such a wide-range od usage and won't burst due to overloading," Dracula replied in a matter of fact tone.

Feng didn't understand much. He wasn't a master in these types of stuff. He wasn't a cyberpunk just a mechanic who could create various types of Mechas. Though, he still understood that Dracula needed something along the line of a system like treasure.

Taking Chuba, the galactical system shaped like a chessboard from his deep pockets, he presented it to Dracula.

"Master, what is this?" Dracula asked confused. He took the chessboard into his hand.

"A galactical system that can help you with the server thingy... You guys should bond together." Feng replied.

"A galactical system...?" Dracula said while gulping like a human.

"Literally, it is a galactic system, the kind which is used by peak empires that rules over a massive region of universe," Feng calmly replied. "First, Check it out."

Dracula still couldn't believe his master words. A small chessboard that his master pulled out from within his underwear could actually be considered as a Galactical system. Is his master joking or serious?

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Five minutes later... 

Dracula faced was filled with awe, what is this?

The chessboard was so hard to use that Dracula questioned himself. Is he a caveman?

Feng was sitting there, asking Dracula the same question every time an hour passed. "Is it plausible?"

Each time Dracula shook his head. He couldn't honestly reply to his master. He was the sea of knowledge, a robot filled with utmost wisdom!

Actually, all of Dracula wisdom came from Earth. Earth, with respect to the galactic empires, was just in the starting phase of Technology. The knowledge Dracula has gained was useless in the face of Chuba. Not wanting to disappoint his master, he did his best to learn how to use Chuba overnight.

Three hours went by.

Dracula internally thought, "Was this world a joke. Why does Earth technology sucks??"

After another hour...

"Master, this thing can house ten thousand massive platforms and still not crash," Dracula shouted in glee.

"Chuba, its name," Feng said while pointing at the chessboard. He continued, "So is it plausible?" 

"Yes, Master, the creation of a worldwide Mystic shop accessible by even an insect is plausible," Dracula replied. "Though, it will take some hours to complete the programs, and leave some spaces so that you can add your spells in between the programs, " 

"When you are done, wake me up. I am going into deep-meditation, so try your best to not disturb me," Feng replied and closed his eyes.

"As you command, Master.

3 minutes into the future, Feng snores resounded in the cargo of the second black truck. Dracula realized the type of deep-meditation his master went into.

A deep meditation state called deep asleep! 

Its been more than a day since Feng last slept. He wasn't physically tired but mentally and consciously he surely was.

Under the threatening clouds, the one who will save the human race and once more bring the light of the sun into the darkened world slept. His companions didn't fare any better as they too were tired. Some even frightened due to the sudden attack of the griffin like big birdy. They all slept.

Only one manly robot stayed awake. His finger tapping on top of Chuba as if playing a piano.

Complex programs were being created by Dracula, all shown on the holographic screens revolving around him.

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The foolish big birdie didn't meet a good end. It foolishly sought dead by attacking some being it should have never. In the end, all of its flesh was devoured, only bones laid scattered around the bonfire. Mutated crows dropped down from the skies, pecking the bones scattered around the bonfire for some meat.

"Did a dog came before us and sucked these bones dry from the meat?" One of the mutated crows that had gained human-like wisdom cawed. It was the second-in-command of this pack.

Caw! (Maybe) Caw! (gotta be) Caw! (Should we give chase)

"Find that dog and skin it alive. We will feast on the dog's flesh!" The intelligent crow shouted.