Jiang Chen, a man from the 21st century, stared at the layout of the Akasha Terminal and was momentarily at a loss for words.
It was too rudimentary.
Like the earliest days of the internet.
Looking at this barebones interface, he couldn't help but speak up.
"Can you give me admin access?"
"I want to overhaul this."
"Or, alternatively, I can share some of my memories with you, and you can make the changes?"
He was not impressed with this thing. It needed a serious upgrade.
Hearing this, the Greater Lord nodded.
"Transfer your memories to me."
"I'll handle it."
She couldn't just hand over Irminsul's permissions to anyone.
But if Jiang Chen wanted changes, she could implement them herself.
Once connected to the Akasha Terminal, users could upload their memories and knowledge.
So if Jiang Chen had a vision for improvements, he could simply share the relevant information.
Jiang Chen agreed and immediately began transferring his memories of the internet from his past life.
Ideally, the Terminal should function like an operating system.
Different sections could be partitioned like apps on a smartphone—each serving a specific purpose.
After uploading the data, the Greater Lord instantly absorbed the information.
Skimming through Jiang Chen's memories, she nodded thoughtfully.
"This is simple enough."
"I can implement it now."
With that, she got to work.
Venti and Zhongli watched curiously—what exactly was being changed?
They hurriedly put on their own Terminals.
For the Greater Lord, reshaping the Terminal to Jiang Chen's specifications took mere minutes.
Soon, all users received a notification—the Akasha Terminal was updating.
Sumeru's citizens were stunned.
What's going on?
An update out of nowhere?
Did the Greater Lord do something?
News of her resurrection had already spread through the Terminal.
Now, this sudden update… who else could have done it but her?
As everyone puzzled over it, the Terminal's interface transformed before their eyes.
A desktop layout appeared, now packed with new functions.
Messaging, a digital library, video streaming, a microblogging platform, search functions—even real-name verification.
Every user would now need to log in with personal details.
The sudden overhaul left everyone shocked.
But soon, an instruction manual popped up, explaining all the new features.
People's eyes lit up—these tools were incredibly useful!
There was even a note about "data encryption for security."
Most didn't fully understand, but they were impressed anyway.
This seems really advanced!
Though some functions were still inactive.
The video section was empty, and search results were limited to academic knowledge.
Much of the content still needed to be populated.
But the changes had everyone excited—especially the microblogging feature.
Users could register, post thoughts, and interact with others.
And the messaging system?
Now, adding friends meant instant communication. Unbelievably convenient.
"Long live the Greater Lord Rukkhadevata!!"
"This is amazing! Staying in touch just got so much easier."
"I wonder if other nations will get access too."
"If the Terminal spreads beyond Sumeru, this will change everything!!"
Instantly, discussions about the update flooded the platform.
These features were game-changing.
Once more content was added, the Terminal would become an indispensable part of daily life.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chen was still brainstorming with the Greater Lord.
"We should add mapping and navigation."
"That way, no one gets lost while traveling."
He excitedly tossed out more ideas.
Without objection, the Greater Lord implemented them.
New functions went live instantly.
At Jiang Chen's suggestion, she even integrated some of Irminsul's data into the search engine.
(Though critical information remained restricted.)
As Jiang Chen spoke, the Greater Lord refined the system.
Zhongli and Venti, meanwhile, explored the new features—even browsing posts from ordinary users.
Soon, images began appearing too.
Irminsul really is absurdly versatile.
Once satisfied, Jiang Chen nodded.
"This should do for now."
"We can add more features later."
"Maybe even introduce programming tools?"
"Let users develop their own applications."
"Like the Akademiya's projects—weren't those built through coding?"
The Greater Lord agreed.
"Understood."
"I'll handle it."
"Simple enough."
Crowdsourced software development?
Jiang Chen's memories had mentioned this.
The creativity of the masses could produce astonishing results.
If the Terminal became profitable, countless innovators would join in.
And then there was digital payments—another system awaiting implementation.
Mulling it over, the Greater Lord suddenly asked:
"What about online transactions?"
This would require coordination with banks.
"I'll discuss it with Ningguang."
"The Liyue Qixing will fully cooperate."
"The banks will sync with Irminsul."
"We'll need you to build a comprehensive financial system."
Digital payments? Ningguang would make it happen.
Bank accounts could link directly to the Terminal.
Security wasn't a concern—no one could hack Irminsul.
Especially now that it had become the Greater Lord's Noble Phantasm.
Not even Celestia could breach it.
In fact, Irminsul had become integral to Jiang Chen's long-term plans.
A world-tree supercomputer.
If he eventually built an ark-ship, Irminsul would have to come along.
Why not take all of Teyvat with them?
A celestial vessel, like the Xianzhou.
But that would require… convincing the Heavenly Principles.
She might object.
So, physical persuasion might be necessary.
How many gods does Celestia have, anyway?
To ensure he was strong enough, Aether needed to hurry up and gather those artifacts!!