Day by day, thoughts lead to dreams at night.

The entire human race on Earth is converging their thoughts, mining during nighttime dreams—the extent of which is imaginable.

"Recently, how many servers have been added?" Zhu Zhengwei asked.

"It's already at three hundred and twenty thousand," Ancestral Witch Celestial Dao replied. "After leaving it entirely to Zeng Ciwen these days, he carried out several new open tests and even allotted some slots to foreigners."

Foreigners, miners?

Zhu Zhengwei pondered.

On the other end of the planet, mining indeed seems to be happening non-stop, twenty-four hours a day.

As for giving foreign countries access, Zhu Zhengwei naturally didn't mind.

This is surely the result of negotiations between Xia Country and foreign nations. The counterpart must have yielded considerable resources and interests, feeling the loss painfully.

Because Xia Country alone couldn't withstand the pressure from the whole world; "World" couldn't be monopolized... Besides, this has already become a calamity for all humanity, indeed requiring abundant talents to aid in research.

After all, if exposed, this would predictably become the trend—very realistic.

However, the real manifestation of this reality is still pressuring the next generation, with the belief that humanity's hope relies on the next generation of geniuses to battle alien civilizations.

"Currently, how is the quality of the miners?" Zhu Zhengwei asked again.

A set of data was reported.

"One thousand seven hundred and thirty-one seventh-tier Immortal Herbs, sixty-two thousand sixth-tier Immortal Herbs... the rest are newly joined Immortal Herbs, mostly around fourth-tier cultivation."

The seventh-tier Emperor Realm Immortal Herbs are breakthroughs not possible for humans, but for the Shell Race at sea—they, as high-quality miners, can also cultivate in reality, quickly breaking through to seventh-tier.

"While the seventh-tier is indeed high quality, achieving it in reality is necessary... To avoid troubles, humans just need to reach the sixth-tier," Zhu Zhengwei nodded, knowing the future tens of thousands of sixth-tier miners would be enough to delve into terrifying worlds.

In recent days, he's clearly felt the starry world in the sky becoming more concrete.

With the joining of many miners, countless embryonic smaller worlds on the Dark Side have been rapidly generated, as if the "Starry Map" is about to materialize, entering a phase of explosive growth.

"Perhaps the whole Earth knows, which isn't a bad thing," Zhu Zhengwei grinned playfully, "because with this chaos, the structure of the Four-dimensional World universe will accelerate a lot."

"However, it depends on my hundred-man squad to see to what extent they can battle this world for me."

...

At this time.

Once Zeng Ciwen grasped the rules of this world, he planned his own path forward.

He walked down the street, observing the humans coming and going—handsome men and beautiful women. He couldn't distinguish between NPCs and real people anymore, as most people from the Magnetic Civilization didn't even know NPCs existed.

But he was clearly aware that he was a real person and had human rights.

"This means my life has a guaranteed baseline from the start. As long as I work hard enough, I'll receive various assists to achieve the life I want."

He smiled slightly and entered a library, opening a book on fundamental electromagnetic engineering.

Beside him, a clerk approached: "May I ask, what package would you like?"

"Is there a package for reading books?" Zeng Ciwen was surprised.

"Yes," the clerk said, presenting a list.

Electronic speed-reading package.

Normal reading package.

Muddle-headed package.

...

"Can you introduce them?" Zeng Ciwen whispered.

"Oh, electronic speed-reading converts directly to data flow, entering your mind as knowledge, but this is rote memorization. Thorough digestion still depends on you."

"Normal reading is free, allowing you to read freely."

"Muddle-headed is provided for those who underwent 'photographic memory' brain modification, as they often want to experience feeling flustered."

Listening to these words, Zeng Ciwen felt silently that this world was quite absurd.

"I'll choose normal reading then."

He showed a look of genuine interest.

Following this, he excelled in a hobby class, demonstrating corresponding magnetic talent and excellent performance.

Thus, his adventure began.

A university professor specializing in Magnetic Energy Fluid Mechanics accidentally discovered the boy's results and proactively took him, an eight-year-old, as his last disciple.

"Simply absurd."

Zeng Ciwen thought, beginning to study under this professor, "Indeed, as long as I work hard, rewards follow. If I desire to learn magnetic mechanics, during my schooling there'll be varied serendipities in this field, and predecessors compete to be my teachers, guiding me in learning..."

Such a life is unimaginably wonderful!

He even witnessed his deskmate facing invitations from various esports talents due to his love for gaming and passion for esports, considering him very gifted.

"Is this the perfect form of a Science Fiction World?"

"In this world, choosing the life and path you love will provide ample assistance, serendipities, and life experiences to lead a perfect life."

Social mechanisms are a reflection of the wisdom and technology of a scientific civilization.

And having passed through this formidable "Magnetic Cosmos" mechanism, Zeng Ciwen finally grasped a fraction of this world's iceberg.

Next, he must begin working hard.

Soon, twenty years passed. He had become a university professor in fluid magnetic mechanics, with his own laboratory, apprentices, and garnered investments from various companies.

With his efforts, life went smoothly.

Moreover, during this stage, he secretly attempted to connect with other reincarnated scientists, exchanging information, then to avoid detection, they each developed their careers independently.

Age thirty-one.

He executed a project on real-world mining research, officially departing the "Primordial Realm," commanding a team of magnetic energy exploration squads to a nearby asteroid to gather data.

This was a brand-new experience.

Unexpectedly, through the alien Magnetic Civilization, for the first time, Earth's humans could truly traverse the cosmos, collecting meteorite data!

However, he wasn't arrogant.

Age thirty-seven.

Zeng Ciwen started advancing towards space technology.

The scientists reincarnated with him also secretly pursued similar paths.

They joined the Supreme Science Committee of the Lower District, witnessing the results of years of research there—the embryonic form of space technology!

"Welcome to detach from the dream womb, and to be born thoroughly in reality."

An aged voice sounded as it looked at Zeng Ciwen who had just joined.

"Dream womb?" Zeng Ciwen was surprised.

"Presumably, like other newly joining members, you have perceived reality and realized a large number of AIs are embedded among the civilians of the Magnetic Civilization." An old man slowly approached—his name Bern, responsible for this area of the Lower District.

"That is a growth phase we created for the citizens, where they will live beautiful lives."

"We will encourage them to work hard and pursue their dreams... Everyone has their own dream and can chase the life they want, but we do not hinder them."

The elderly Bern smiled, "Only some, possessing scientific dreams, embark on the path of scientific research, reach here, and join us to propel the world forward."

"Before your eyes is the embryonic form of our space technology research."

A technological prototype manifested—a black bubble suspended in the air, the product of years of research in the Lower District—the space jump balloon.

It should be noted, the geniuses of the entire Lower District are not merely this batch of people.

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