The big octopus could clearly see the situation in front of him.
After all, although the Six Paths of Reincarnation was the victorious world, it still lost many strong people.
There was a fixed number of high-level strong people in a world. After all, there were only so many resources. The collapse of the era and the catastrophe would cause some vacancies, but it was also an opportunity for new people to rise …
Crises often coexisted with opportunities.
At this time, the war had just stopped. They immediately searched for their own people to fill in the vacancies and let his people rise …
They were sincerely putting themselves in his shoes.
"Maybe we can also get a position in the 13 Demon Gods of Asura," the big octopus murmured. The giant octopus murmured in a low voice, "It seems that our race is going to prosper. We'll have a great opportunity …"
At this time, a player next to him asked, "Are the seats ready?"
The big octopus nodded. After all, after breaking through and becoming a god, there was a sense and call of the race's bloodline.
"That's good. Let's continue the transformation and set off another day," a player said.
Their plan was very urgent.
At this time, there was naturally a reason for them to crazily pursue efficiency and squeeze all the time they had.
After all, after breaking through and becoming a god, their lifespan was very short, only 2,000 years, and once they died, they would really die.
They already had a vague feeling that their bodies on Earth were like their human bodies, and their real bodies had already become the gods of this land.
The 12 of them were simply the elites of the elites among countless players. They were the past champions of the PVP combat competition among tens of millions of players.
At this time, to be able to break through and become a god from a Celestial Emperor in 80 years, which one of them was not a hardcore person? The reward for breaking through was also very good. They could live for 2,000 years.
But there was no harm without comparison.
For ordinary gods, their lifespan was only a quarter of that.
Who didn't want to live longer?
2,000 years was only more than 20 days in reality.
Not to say absolutely, but most of the players present were definitely going to die because this was an indisputable fact, but it was also their choice.
Living a wonderful 2,000 years here was better than just a few decades in reality.
After all, they were born in the Asura Realm, not the more advanced spore evolution. They did not have a unique advantage like the Alchemy Emperor.
"2,000 years is enough, and at the same time we can sleep for a while! Fighting for my lifespan … Of course, I have to make every second count. I have to find all sorts of fortuitous encounters! "Bai Xiaojun said.
"Indeed, a new world with new creatures is an opportunity!" a player said.
Level eight Gods, and even higher level nine Gods, the opportunities were all in the universe. There were limitless possibilities in the universe.
After bidding farewell to the giant octopus, they began to tidy up their eyeballs and World Divine Artifacts.
The eyeball was hollow, and the environment inside was like an enlarged version of the World Magic Core Bottle, the Spiritual Universe.
This was the latest technology invented by the Alchemy Emperor.
Xu Zhi wasn't the only one using it to construct the greyspace. Even they were beginning to construct it.
Behind the eyeball were strands of blood filaments that formed a Joss Flame Formation. In front of the eyeball was a magnifying glass that was used to shoot out light beams.
A player said, "When we develop in the future, we must pluck a sun and compress it in the eyeball as an energy source. That way, the eyeball can emit nearly infinite beams of light."
Another player was in high spirits. "Good idea. One day, we will pluck a sun. What's a Dyson Ball? It will circle around the sun all day like a dung beetle, eating its leftover light and heat. It's definitely not as natural as squeezing a sun into a basketball and stuffing it into the trunk! "
"You're daydreaming!"
This player was immediately unconvinced. "In my eyes, even a top level nine Overlord might not have the terrifying power to distort the density of matter and compress a sun into a model of the sun in the palm of your hand to play with!"
Another player raised his head and made a ruckus. "What the hell, you're not a level nine Overlord, so how do you know that level nine can't do it? Do you know that distorting the laws of nature has infinite possibilities? Look at the Tyrant of Models. Everyone is compressing, but it's definitely the level nine that can compress more! The moment they stretch out their hands, you'll instantly be squeezed into a super little ant and fall into their palms! "
Another player scolded. "I don't object to squeezing me, but squeezing the sun? You might as well say that you want to squeeze the entire Milky Way Galaxy and turn it into a disc. Watch this Milky Way disc from ancient times to the present? "
At this time, a player from the side came over and said excitedly, "You don't say, even if a level nine can't do it, I think a level ten can! If a level ten can't do it, it's the power of creation! Weren't we in his courtyard discussing what was in the house? "
Everyone turned around and looked at this player.
This player was in high spirits. His face was so excited that his neck was flushed. "Perhaps, there are discs in the room. The Milky Way and the Andromeda Galaxy are being played on the TV. Perhaps, some of the larger galaxies are even made into round cushions and are sitting on the buttocks …
When the great Overlords of the universe transcend the galaxy, they'll see a super big buttocks sitting in their galaxy, watching the TV … That scene is too beautiful to look at! "
Everyone was shocked and felt that this conjecture was very interesting.
Someone continued guessing.
"It can't be. The discs are just secondary. The discs of countless galaxies are stored in a DVD book when they're not being played. And the book formed by these discs of countless galaxies is the entire universe, the multiverse of the crystal wall system! On his multiverse bookshelf, every parallel universe is a book. "
Someone made a ruckus, and the more he bragged, the more awesome it became.
At the side, another player walked over and instantly went crazy. "You guys are still f * cking idling. Hurry up and build the teleportation formation, get to work, and locate the location. Get ready to embark on the giant octopus's journey to find his kin!"
The players stopped talking and went back to work.
…
Xu Zhi saw this and was a little confused. He turned around and looked at the crystal wall bookshelf in his study.
"Maybe I should make a disc to play with some time?" He couldn't help but laugh.
He calmed his expression and thought, "It's really time to find the giant octopus's kin. They're all very calm now, thinking that it's still a part of the universe, and that it's as simple as discovering other small universes and lava lands. In fact, it might be a real extraterrestrial civilization."
Xu Zhi didn't stop him, and only planned to watch silently.
He was still very interested in the so-called extraterrestrial civilization.
After all, the universe was too vast. Diqi had flown for seven or eight thousand years and crossed many galaxies, but he hadn't found a single civilization, only a giant octopus.
It was too difficult to find a civilization. It was like looking for a unique golden sand among billions of grains of sand in a vast desert.
And this was a low-level civilization.
What about a high-level civilization? They would definitely use shielding methods to hide this tiny grain of sand, making it even harder to find.
And the giant octopus providing coordinates was indeed the most effective way.
Xu Zhi's expression was calm, and he planned to wait and see. He said, "However, since I've broken through to high-level god, I should also recycle some useless clones and do more meaningful things."
After all, there were only three consciousness clones that he could cut off.
With a splash, Xu Zhi opened his eyes, and Hermes appeared in the library of the Church of Light.
The next day, a piece of news spread throughout the Seven Realms Sublime Heaven Court. Hermes was about to die!
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