Lord of the Truth

Chapter 1938 The fourth innovation?

Whoosh - the First Consciousness received the soul sphere, a clear flicker of surprise crossing his expression. ”Hm?”

He had originally assigned the Second, Third, and Fourth Consciousnesses a very specific task: to find ways to generate fast, immediate profit. By all reasonable expectations, the outcome should have been three solutions-no more, no less.

Yet here he was, holding a fourth soul sphere.

Had one of them gone beyond their assignment and produced something extra? ”Heh~”

After completing his inspection, Robin turned around at once, a strange, amused smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He raised his voice and shouted toward the other Robins scattered throughout his soul domain, making sure every one of them could hear him clearly and unmistakably. ”Who thought of this?” ”Me!” The Third Consciousness raised a hand ”No it was me!” The Second Consciousness DIDNʼT like this and felt like being roped ”I helped a little.” The Fourth Consciousness said casually ”There is no reward here, what are you all competing about?” Robinʼ first Consciousness raised his voice, ”What kind of reputation am I going to gain from this, you bastards?!” ”Since when did you start caring about reputation, considering youʼre the War Chosen?” ”Iʼd honestly love to hear what people will say, hahaha.” ”Itʼll bring you a lot of Pearls-thatʼs what actually matters.” ”..?!”

Timariʼs curiosity spiked to a dangerously high level, rising almost uncontrollably.

She can see Robinʼs first Consciousness speak but can here the voice of the other three coming from the outside

The First Consciousness pressed a hand to his forehead, rubbing it in mild exasperation. Then, with a casual flick of his wrist, he tossed the soul sphere toward the mirror. ”Here-give me your opinion.” ”My... opinion?”

Did she truly have the standing-or even the right-to give her opinion to Lord Human himself? The thought alone made her hesitate for a split second. And yet, despite her doubts, her body moved almost on instinct. She accepted the sphere, opened it, and immediately began analyzing its contents. ”This is...?”

It didnʼt take long.

Understanding dawned rapidly, piece by piece, until everything clicked into place. The strange hints in Lord Humanʼs earlier words, the cryptic tone, the half-joking remarks-suddenly, all of it made sense. She lifted her head and looked at him, a knowing, slightly complicated smile forming on her face. ”Youʼll be cursed and insulted by both minor powers and major powers alike if you release this.” ”I donʼt care,” Robin replied flatly, without the slightest hesitation. ”Will I make a lot from the Blood Scanning Gate?”

Timari took one final, careful look at the design. She examined every detail, every layer of logic and structure, before finally nodding with absolute certainty. ”Very much so.”

The Second, Third, and Fourth Consciousnesses had jointly devised a method capable of exposing any form of racial or physical disguise-no matter how deep, refined, or meticulously crafted it might be.

At its core, the concept was deceptively simple.

A gate constructed from only two banners.

One banner performed a direct blood scan.

The other analyzed the external physical form.

If the system detected any manipulation, inconsistency, or abnormality- anything that didnʼt perfectly align-the gate would instantly glow red and release a sharp, unmistakable warning sound.

The accuracy of these gates was nothing short of terrifying.

They were built upon the totality of Robinʼs accumulated knowledge regarding the differences in the blood of all living beings. The gate conducted an exhaustive scan, comparing the mutable particles and the immutable particles within a personʼs body against their apparent race. Every discrepancy, no matter how subtle, would be exposed.

This was not something that could be forged, tricked, or bypassed.

Nothing-absolutely nothing-could deceive the true origin of blood.

That detection capability even extended to the one-hour race-changing device

Robin himself had created only moments earlier.

In other words, he had created the problem... and then immediately created the perfect cure for it.

Across the universe, there existed countless methods of disguise-spiritual alterations, physical reshaping, bloodline manipulation, and more. Yet no matter the approach, no matter how advanced or ancient the technique, every single one of them would fail the moment they stood before this gate. ”Good. Then letʼs proceed.” Robin waved his hand decisively. ”Raise the price of the gate to the highest possible level. I want it to cost at least several million. Every major power must buy one to protect their meeting halls, banquets, and other critical locations from the scum who try to infiltrate them.”

Robinʼs expression hardened as he continued, his tone cold and calculating. ”Youʼll also find options for expanding the protection. Additional banners can be purchased, and a massive scanning array can be designed-one large enough to cover an entire city. Naturally, price each additional banner at hundreds of thousands of Pearls, even if its actual manufacturing cost is only three Pearls” Although the announcement of the Blood Scanning Gate would initially make him look ruthless and unscrupulous, it would ultimately become a brand-new machine for printing money.

The Youth Restoration Device had already spread widely across countless regions, and the component required to convert it into a race-changing device was not particularly expensive either. Any major power would inevitably fear having its most important locations violated-and fear, above all else, was the strongest motivator for spending.

In truth, even if not a single force ends up purchasing the race-upgrade device itself, every major power in the universe will still rush to buy the gates. The mere existence of such a threat will force them to reinforce their most important facilities with additional layers of protection. Wealthier powers will naturally go even further, expanding the gates until they are large enough to fully encompass treasure vaults, inner sanctums, and even entire palaces. And even if the total number of gates sold does not end up being particularly large, their individual prices are astronomical. The profits generated from these gates alone will be no less than the combined profits of the other four products!

Robin gently tapped and rubbed his chin in thought. ”Hmmm... I want you to deliberately leak information that Iʼll be releasing future updates to the Blood Scanning Array-updates that will allow it to detect more than just attempts at altering oneʼs outward appearance. Make it clear that those who purchase the gates and arrays early will be the first to receive these updates, and that theyʼll obtain them at a discounted price.” ”Understood!” Timari nodded firmly. With this approach, even powers that currently felt confident in their defenses and had little fear of infiltration- would begin stockpiling banners in preparation for the future. ”Timari!” Robin locked eyes with her, his expression turning exceptionally grave. ”Youʼve seen the messes Iʼve found myself in. You know how urgently I need funds right now. I understand the pressure this will place on you, but I donʼt want you going around between departments, filing requests, and waiting on approvals that could take years. If that happens, all of this loses its meaning.” ”...Iʼll speak directly with upper management,” Timari replied, nodding decisively.

In truth, that was what frightened her the most. Lord Human had not intended to release anything just a few hours ago-and now, on what seemed like pure impulse, he had decided to overturn the entire playing field with four revolutionary products, each one more profitable than the last. Where had these ideas even come from? More frightening still was the fact that he had already prepared everything: the inks, the materials, the construction methods, and even the manufacturing order.

Terrifying-absolutely terrifying! ”Good... good...” Robin lowered his gaze to the ground for a moment. ”And when you speak with upper management... tell them Iʼm open to negotiation if they dislike any product or wish to adjust any aspect of them.” ”Understood!” Timari nodded once more. ”Iʼll do everything within my power to meet your expectations!” ”...” Robin nodded back, looking faintly weary. ”Alright. You may go now.” He raised his hand, preparing to terminate the connection. ”Wait, Lord Human.” Timari lifted a finger hesitantly. ”Youʼve just received a message from Sword-Theo 2.” ”...?!” Robinʼs eyes widened instantly. ”Show it. Now!”

In the very next moment, Theoʼs image appeared with startling clarity: >

The message continued, Theoʼs tone outwardly calm and controlled. Yet near the end, his body was visibly trembling, though he struggled to keep his expression steady.

The message ended there. ”...” Robin stared silently into his sonʼs eyes for several long seconds. He saw the fracture within him-the exhaustion and disappointment-but he also saw defiance, anger, and an unyielding spark. It was painfully clear that those negotiations had been anything but easy.

Finally, Robin let out a slow sigh, nodded a few times, and closed the message.

There was nothing more that needed to be said. ”You heard what the boy said,” Robin muttered when Timariʼs image reappeared. ”...Speed up my request.” ”At once,” Timari replied, raising both hands slightly. ”Iʼm certain youʼll be hearing news that pleases you very soon. Farewell!”

Connection terminated.