Era of Heroic Spirits: I Was Exposed by Alaya

Rows of standing frozen cabinets were all crafted in the shape of terracotta warriors.

Inside each terracotta warrior was sealed a famous hero from Longguo's history.

It was as if a display case, with all the heroes being the collection of Qin Shi Huang!

At this moment, the audience around the world was shocked—

-[The Lishan Hero Repository, could it be that all of them are living heroes, not summoned heroic spirits?]

-[What the hell, could it be that Qin Shi Huang has collected all those historical figures?]

-[The false King of Heroes: died of overwork on the throne, collecting all treasures of the world. The true King of Heroes: creating a peaceful era, collecting all heroes of the world!]

-[Goodness, are all of Qin Shi Huang's terracotta warriors composed of historical heroes?]

-[Don't say historical figures; if a certain terracotta warrior turned into Ultraman, I wouldn't be surprised!]

"This is too terrifying; are they all real-life figurines?" Roya said, filled with envy and jealousy.

She was absolutely crazy about merchandise related to heroic spirits.

Figurines, posters, clothing, toys, etc., all her pocket money over the years had been spent on these.

Unfortunately.

Those figurines were all incredibly expensive!

Even the cheap ones cost hundreds, while the expensive ones could go for tens of thousands!

There were even auction items where heroic spirits personally participated, infusing some magical power into the figurines, selling for astronomical prices—

Oh no, those things were already standard low-level treasures; any one of them could sell for millions or tens of millions!

True otaku, a wall of figurines, a whole apartment in the capital!

In the era of idolization of heroic spirits.

The impoverished Prime Minister of the Great Britain, little Mo, even had to sell her looks to personally promote products, using the money earned to subsidize the empty imperial finances.

Even King Arthur herself had started filming a series of related videos, like pulling out the curry stick and even pulling out the holy spear for promotional videos.

The once-great empire where the sun never set had completely declined.

Even the warships they owned were leaking!

To save the declining Great Britain, King Arthur and Mordred teamed up to debut as idols!

This time, the father and son came to Longguo to seek a handout.

To see the Great Britain, which was so poor it could barely afford to maintain its warships, left with just a few big cats and small cats.

Looking again at Qin Shi Huang, who had the luxury of collecting all the heroes and legends from China's two-thousand-year human history—what a disparity!

Roya couldn't help but feel a pang of envy as she watched the video. "I'm so jealous it hurts!"

Truly befitting of His Majesty the First Emperor, effortlessly accomplishing something she could never dream of.

While she was still agonizing over whether to buy a cheap prize figure or an even lower-quality figurine, he had already built a grand, real-life figurine cabinet in the Lostbelt!

Comparing oneself to others really was infuriating!

"His Majesty is truly amazing!" Illya's eyes sparkled as well.

That was none other than the illustrious Qin Shi Huang.

Legend had it that Japan was founded when Xu Fu, leading three thousand young boys and girls, set out to find the elixir of immortality for Qin Shi Huang and established a nation there.

Later, when the Age of Heroes descended, Xu Fu also manifested and was appointed by Qin Shi Huang as the Governor of Fusang Province—further solidifying the fact that Fusang had always been part of the Great Qin's territory since ancient times!

"Collecting heroes as real-life figurines is indeed impressive."

Souma hadn't expected it either back then.

That little one who needed his protection had risen to such an unimaginable height.

But hey, you troublemaker next to him—you were even more ruthless.

Qin Shi Huang merely wanted to collect heroes from human history as figurines.

Meanwhile, you wanted to set human history ablaze and turn all of humanity into fuel!

Under everyone's gaze, within the Lishan Hero Vault—

Qin Shi Huang's voice rang out: "Captain of the Guard, when selecting personnel, do not choose those with ulterior motives or ill intentions."

"Oh? So strength isn't the criteria?" The sunglasses-wearing captain of the guard asked in surprise.

"Those who might cause internal strife upon awakening are also unacceptable. For example, the trio from the Oath of the Peach Garden—they might seize the opportunity to usurp state power!"

Qin Shi Huang continued, "We must select those who cared for the people, resolved calamities, and left a virtuous legacy."

His majestic voice echoed through the grand hall—both in the Lostbelt and the real-world Epang Palace.

Countless Chinese Heroic Spirits stared at their emperor in shock.

From his words, it was clear that the Qin Shi Huang of the Lostbelt disdained summoning Heroic Spirits.

His so-called subordinates were all living humans preserved in ice!

After the Lostbelt emperor mentioned the Oath of the Peach Garden, all the Heroic Spirits present turned their gazes to one side.

Zhuge Liang coughed lightly. "Ahem—'The mighty Yangtze flows eastward, its waves sweeping away heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure—all vanish in an instant…' That's all in the past now."

However, most of the Heroic Spirits weren't looking at him but at the actual subjects of the remark—Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, and others.

In the Age of Heroes, these warriors enjoyed far greater renown than emperors, allowing them to manifest.

As for emperors like Liu Bei and Cao Cao, none had descended into the mortal world.

Otherwise, if multiple emperors had manifested simultaneously, China would have descended into chaos.

Guan Yu stepped forward, clasping his hands in loyalty. "Your Majesty, my devotion to you is unwavering. Command me as you will—I harbor no disloyalty!"

Having served Liu Bei his entire life in the past, his manifestation as a Heroic Spirit was akin to rebirth.

Naturally, he could choose whom to serve now.

Moreover, compared to Liu Bei, Qin Shi Huang was the true, most legitimate emperor of China.

He was the one who founded the very concept of emperor!

It was only after him that countless rulers aspired to unify the land!

Zhang Fei eagerly chimed in, "Me too!"

Upon the throne.

Qin Shi Huang remained expressionless, showing no reaction.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to brave all dangers for China, guarding it eternally, following you through life and death!" Guan Yu added solemnly.

"Me too!"

"Should I break this oath, may heaven and man strike me down!"

"Me too!"

The two brothers echoed each other seamlessly.

Especially Zhang Fei, whose fervent and worshipful body language was so exaggerated that it nearly made the other heroic spirits burst into laughter.

Zhuge Liang shook his head, utterly exasperated by Zhang Fei's lack of refinement.

People really ought to be educated—otherwise, all you can do is mindlessly parrot, "Me too!"

At that moment.

Qin Shi Huang's indifferent gaze turned toward him.

Under that crushing, mountain-like pressure, Zhuge Liang immediately clasped his hands and declared without hesitation, "Me too!"

Kidding aside, this was Qin Shi Huang, a sovereign who stood above all living beings—who would dare oppose him?

Before Qin Shi Huang could respond.

In the video.

Koyanskaya chuckled lightly. "As expected of you. Freezing heroic spirits—what an unexpected trump card!"

"Mount Li is the resting place for me and the loyal generals who shared my hardships," Qin Shi Huang replied calmly.

"Oh? 'The bow is put away when the birds are gone; the hounds are boiled when the hares are caught.' Why did you keep these restless souls around after securing peace?"

Koyanskaya sounded slightly surprised.

A group of battle-hardened warmongers, steeped in years of brutality—keeping them around was clearly a recipe for disaster.

"Why would you say that? Those who fought to lay the foundation of peace deserve eternal praise!"

Qin Shi Huang's tone carried a hint of confusion. "They chose slumber because, unlike me, they could not live forever. Compared to what you call 'heroic spirits,' isn't this a better arrangement?"

"Indeed, it is quite remarkable. Emperor Qin Shi Huang, it seems you could replace Alaya and become the Alaya of the Qin Empire!" Koyanskaya grew even more astonished.

Alaya, the collective consciousness of humanity's self-preservation.

When humanity faces threats, it summons heroic spirits from the river of history to battle terrifying enemies and safeguard human history.

Now, Qin Shi Huang had simply frozen all these heroes and legends in their prime, preserving them forever.

This was practically no different from Alaya!

Qin Shi Huang's voice remained serene, yet brimming with boundless confidence. "Alaya? Why should I replace it? Does it even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as me?"

"..."

Koyanskaya fell silent for a moment.

Your Majesty, do you realize how sharp your words are? Does Nameless know about this?

How is anyone supposed to keep up a conversation like this?

The captain of the guard selected two renowned generals.

One was Qin Liangyu, a female general from China's history.

She was the only female general in China's history to be individually recorded in the official chronicles of a dynasty as a military leader!

A true national hero in every sense!

The other was the illustrious strategist Han Xin.

Upon his appearance, Han Xin asked curiously, "Your Majesty, have you awakened me to march upon the moon? Or perhaps to venture even farther into the stars?"

His words left the entire audience stunned—

-[Qin Shi Huang is on another level! Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhao Kuangyin, Liu Bang… step forward and see what real vision looks like!]

-[The Emperor's magnanimity is truly unmatched! No wonder he's hailed as the First Emperor of all ages!]

-[Hahaha, he doesn't even spare a glance for Alaya—I wonder how Alaya, who posted this video, feels about that!]

-[Speaking of which, the Qin Shi Huang of the Lostbelt and Alaya really don't seem all that different!]

-[Our journey is the stars and the sea—if we truly achieve that, those so-called gods of the Council of Gods wouldn't even be worth a glance!]

...

They had thought the Great Wall spanning the heavens was terrifying enough, but who knew he had already conquered Earth without a single rival.

Now he was setting his sights on the universe!

At this moment, all Chinese people finally understood why Qin Shi Huang had previously issued an edict urging everyone in China to watch the new video together.

The terrifying intimidation brought by the Council of Gods's fleet of starships, which had blasted through the defenses of the [Heavenly Court], had already dissipated as they watched the video.

In the face of this true interstellar Great Qin, what does your so-called Council of Gods thief even amount to?

So, the question arises.

What kind of heinous act did the Qin Shi Huang of the Lostbelt commit to make Nameless want to utterly defeat him?

The video continues.

The scene shifts back to Chaldea.

The bright moonlight shines upon the land.

Nameless leads a group of people against even more terrifying monsters.

These are towering giants dozens of meters tall, their bodies wreathed in endless flames.

The monsters charge forward wildly, intent on slaughtering humans without restraint.

In this dire situation.

Mashu doesn't hesitate to deploy her Noble Phantasm, shielding the villagers behind her.

A majestic fortress wall appears, protecting all the villagers within.

Mordred laughs heartily: "Nice one, Mash! Now we can go all out without worry!"

She charges forward, swinging her Clarent Blood Arthur with abandon.

A crimson light flashes as she effortlessly slays one of the monsters.

At the same time.

Nameless also moves like a phantom, joining the assassin Jing Ke in reaping the lives of the monsters.

The battle soon ends.

Safety is restored at last.

The villagers gather around, looking at them with gratitude.

Under the moonlight, Jing Ke recites poetry and dances: "A pot of wine amidst the flowers, drinking alone with no one close. Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, turning my shadow into three companions."

Her ethereal figure is a stark contrast to her earlier bloodthirsty demeanor.

"Drinking alone under the moon, dancing amidst the flowers—I truly wish to meet Li Bai and share a drink with him," Nameless sighs.

That renowned great poet, Li Bai, is naturally among the ranks of Heroic Spirits—yet he remains utterly unobtainable!

Just then.

A little one approaches: "Sister, your singing is so beautiful. What were you singing just now?"

"When drinking alone amidst blooming flowers, I invite the moon and my shadow to join me in revelry, the three of us sharing joy together."

Jing Ke smiled and asked, "Don't you also have moments when you want to drink alone under the moonlight?"

"I've never had alcohol, but I love the moon! It's so beautiful!"

The little one looked up at the full moon, her clear eyes reflecting its glow.

Nameless reached out and patted her head. "Yes, the moon is beautiful. Would you like me to teach you a few poems?"

Looking at her, he was reminded of Qin Shi Huang when he was young—just as innocent and adorable, tirelessly absorbing knowledge under his guidance.

"What's a poem?"

The little one looked utterly confused.

Nameless replied, "A kind of beautiful writing that can etch ordinary sights into people's hearts forever, turning them into the most wonderful dreams."

"What's writing?"

She grew even more bewildered.

The farmers standing nearby exchanged puzzled glances.

Nameless patiently explained, "Symbols and patterns that carry cultural heritage. They tell you who you are, where you are, and who your parents are."

"What's 'baba' and 'mama'?"

"Your parents—the ones who gave birth to you and raised you."

"What are parents?"

The rapid-fire questions and answers drew the attention of the previously indifferent Chaldea members, who now gathered around.

They sensed something deeply wrong.

No matter how ignorant someone might be, they should at least know their own parents.

Why didn't she even know who gave birth to her or raised her?

Nameless continued, "Then do you know who brought you into this world? Who taught you to dress and eat?"

"Why should I know that? After we're born, people without jobs take care of us. They teach us how to work and praise His Majesty the Emperor for giving us a happy, peaceful life."

Her innocent answer left everyone deeply shaken.

It was clear—in this Lostbelt, ordinary people had no access to writing or books!

Mordred couldn't contain her anger. "The people of this world have had the wings of knowledge torn away! They're kept like slaves in a cage of ignorance!"

"Yes, this is truly infuriating!" Da Vinci, too, was appalled.

As a universal genius, her greatest joy was sharing knowledge, beauty, and enjoyment with everyone.

But in this Lostbelt—

Qin Shi Huang had severed cultural inheritance, keeping people forever ignorant!

How was this any different from raising livestock?

The audience, who had once fervently admired and praised Qin Shi Huang, now felt a chill run down their spines—

-[Damn, isn't this just the Qin Dynasty's version of Cyberpunk 2077?]

-["Burn the books, bury the scholars"… Holy crap, is this the real meaning behind that?]

-[This is terrifying! Cutting off the transmission of writing, leaving everyone in ignorance!]

-[Qin's utopia? Socialized child-rearing? People enjoying blissful ignorance?]

-[No wonder Nameless wants to end this Lostbelt… This is cutting off humanity's future!]