As the saying goes, when you hit someone, don't hit their face. When you scold someone, don't expose their shortcomings. Just like how I had never talked about my elementary school final exam in front of Jingle. However, the Fallen Apostle in front of me was obviously very ignorant in this aspect. She really dared to say and roast about anything. It was no wonder that I would slap her in the face right off the bat …
"Ah Jun, actually, when you look at me from the front, it really looks like the back of your head."
Sandora used her large claw to poke my arm. Since I was still in the Void form, she used her hand to touch my body. Even though she wouldn't be injured due to her Emperor-ranked powers, it would still be a little uncomfortable. That was why this lass used her Void claw, which had a stronger defense, to poke me. She really didn't feel any psychological pressure from her Void form. I didn't know if it was because of my previous guidance or if it was because she realized that there was a fellow standing in front of her that was even uglier than her. "But speaking of which, this form looks quite mighty, just like a villain."
I didn't know how to comment on Sandora's praise. I could only lament that there might be something wrong with this lass's sense of beauty. Then, I turned to look at the severely unconscious prisoner who was hung in mid-air by a blue chain. "Speaking of which, he won't be dead, right?"
"Even though you have pretty much destroyed the structure of his brain, he should be able to recover after a while."
Sandora used her claw to poke the prisoner's neck as she said with certainty.
I instantly felt a chill run down my spine. Even though it was normal to use my full strength against the Fallen Apostle, hearing that I had turned him into tofu pudding with a single punch really made me feel uncomfortable. Also, could the body structure of the Shiring Apostles really not be measured using common sense? His brain had been smashed into a mess, but he could actually recover after a while?
"What's so strange about that?" Sandora glanced at me. "The Shiring Apostles' vitals aren't in the brain. In fact, our bodies don't have any vitals at all. Other than the complete collapse of our energy system and the disconnection of our thought cores, the Shiring Apostles don't have any fatal injuries. Any part of our body can be destroyed without affecting our lives. Anyway, we have plenty of spare parts. Even if all the parts of our body were to collapse, the thought cores have a built-in energy pool that can be used for hundreds of years. If you don't believe me, I'll show you my body structure when I have the time. Although I'm currently imitating a human's body, it's only a temporary body. After entering combat mode, this body is basically a mass of light particles, and all the components are assembled at a microscopic scale, with unlimited backups … Tawil should have a similar structure, and we're slightly closer in the series. "
Sandora's explanation surprised me. It wasn't that I was surprised by the Shiring Apostles' body structure, but rather that this topic was so interesting … My girlfriend was actually discussing with me how many pieces she could be cut into … Damn, it was fortunate that I didn't have any hair on my body right now.
Actually, I had long since researched the life form of the Shiring Apostles out of curiosity. I had even searched for relevant information to learn about them. Every single Shiring Apostles around me was more than happy to tell me about these things. Now, I already understood a lot about them, and … I was extremely astonished by this unique and miraculous race.
The Shiring Apostles. Generally speaking, this was the name of a species. However, what was inconceivable was that you couldn't treat all the Shiring Apostles as a single species. That was because this powerful group of creatures was actually composed of many individuals known as "tribes" or "subspecies". Every single subspecies had completely different life forms and body structures, and even soul structures. If you first met the Shiring Apostles for the first time, you might even think of them as several completely unrelated species mixed together. As far as I knew, there were three main hero troop types: armored scorpions, leader bees, and ravens. These three had completely different body structures. The leader bee's body was made up of energy crystals, while the other part was made up of heavy elements. The armored scorpions' bodies in their combat form were more like machines. All sorts of powerful and incredibly sturdy alloy components formed their bodies that were almost capable of fighting against battleships. As for ravens, they were the condensation of energy. They were essentially balls of energy, but through their control of information and distortions of "waves", they had true bodies in the physical world. There was also Sandora, Pandora, Sives, and even that old bastard Sicarro. They all basically belonged to different subspecies. Not a single one of them had the same body structure and life form.
Of course, the above were all referring to the "true bodies" of the Shiring Apostles in their combat form. If they were willing, they could actually imitate any type of creature. After all, their infinitely complex modular bodies and super dimensional replacement system meant that these fellows couldn't be classified as normal life forms. For them, apart from their combat form, they could take on countless other life forms.
This seemed inconceivable to me, but to Sandora, it was only natural. In fact, she would often complain about how monotonous ordinary life forms were. How could an entire race's evolution range be so limited? How could they adapt to the ever-changing battlefield environment?
On this point, I could only say that the strange racial composition of the Shiring Apostles wasn't something that an ordinary person could imitate!
Regarding this question, what was surprising was that Icetis had researched it before. Her understanding of the Shiring Apostles was obviously much more than a half-baked emperor like me. That was why that female rogue's opinion was also to the point: The Shiring Apostles were actually like robots with the same appearance but completely different functions. They were born with a purpose, and this purpose customized the life form of all the Shiring Apostles. In the end, it was decided that for the sake of the continuous evolution of their entire race, they had to evolve into such a complex racial composition.
However, as for why the Shiring Apostles would form such a racial composition, even Icetis didn't know. Regarding these matters, there might be some records in the Divine Realm, but no matter what, this was the private affairs of the Empire. It was impossible for the Protoss to know too much about it. As for the Shiring Apostles themselves, due to the complete collapse of the old Empire's database, they were unable to find too many historical records. Many of the things that happened at the beginning of their evolution were only the instincts of the apostles, and it was difficult for anyone to recall them clearly. I had only heard Sandora mention that the current Shiring Apostles did indeed have a "customized" evolution experience. Their race didn't look like this at the beginning, but a certain event caused the ancient Schilling people to fundamentally change their life form and redesign the entire race's evolutionary timetable, but …
Those events were far too distant, so distant that even the learned Sandora only knew a few words about them.
However, there was one thing that was without a doubt: the will left behind by the ancestors of the ancient Empire had continued to be passed down. Even today, this single-minded path of evolution was still continuously extending without end.
The unconscious Fallen Apostle was still suspended in midair, but he had already returned to his normal position. After all, I didn't have any particularly vile interests. Letting this fellow continue to be hooked in a V shape in front of my eyes, the Fallen Apostle's body's automatic recovery mechanism seemed to have begun to take effect. I could clearly see that his chin and cervical vertebrae had already reattached. I firmly believed that my punch just now had broken his neck.
However, up until now, the Fallen Apostle still didn't show any signs of waking up. This made me slightly worried. I wasn't worried about the life and safety of an enemy, but more importantly, whether or not Tawil's analysis was wrong. Today was the first time that a certain guess that I had been making could be verified. The moment the Fallen Apostle woke up should be the moment that this guess was finally confirmed. As the core character of this guess, I was extremely concerned about it.
"I think that the theory is correct. Even if we don't succeed this time, it would only be a slight error in the operation." Sandora looked at my current black Void Lord form and couldn't help but playfully poke my body with her large claws. "Perhaps Tawil's guess was too optimistic. Ah Jun, your power can only be improved step by step. You won't be able to reverse the infected state in an instant, but the general direction should be fine. I can even sense that the power of the Abyss in my body has completely calmed down ever since I got together with you. This feeling can't be wrong. It's just that I don't know when exactly it will complete the transformation."
"Let's hope so." I shrugged. Because waiting for my "test subject" to wake up was an incredibly boring matter, I instinctively wanted to chat with Sandora for a while. And the topic of conversation was accidentally related to my own divergent thoughts. "Sandora, you said that the life forms of the Shiring Apostles are completely different from each other, right?"
"Of course." Sandora nodded. "The ability to change their life forms at will gives the Shiring Apostles an unparalleled advantage in evolution. We can even fuse technological advancement with the evolution of our species, achieving endless evolution. No matter if it's our individual strength or the power of our civilization, we'll be able to develop rapidly. This is something to be proud of."
"Then I have a question …" I scratched the back of my head. "The life forms of our own people are different from each other, but you still have the concept of family and love … Um, can the Shiring Apostles reproduce using conventional methods?"
Sandora was instantly stunned.
In fact, I was stunned too …
"Ah Jun, I really admire your divergent thinking ability." Sandora looked at me with a weird expression. Her expression was 70% conflicted, 30% awkward and slightly shy. "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"
"Cough cough, I was just curious. I didn't mean anything else." I also realized that this question was exceptionally ambiguous, mainly because I actually asked Sandora about this. "Of course, it's fine if you feel embarrassed. I didn't mean anything else. "
"It doesn't matter." Sandora stuck out her tongue. "Does Ah Jun want a child? Although it's a little difficult to understand using the understanding of humans, if Ah Jun wants one … Mm, I can give birth to one for Ah Jun … The method is a little special. It's similar to your and Alaya's child, Little Xijing … "
I was speechless.
This lass really went deep into this topic!
I didn't think that I would actually start discussing such a troublesome topic with Sandora. Looking at it from every angle, it was a little too strange. First, we researched whether or not there was reproductive isolation between two people. Then, based on Alaya's example, Sandora came to the conclusion that reproductive isolation didn't exist in a certain sense. Then, she started to introduce the Shiring Apostles' population growth method to me. This was the main point. It allowed me to truly understand what it meant to be a biological oddity: such a warring race's pursuit of victory and expansion of territory required the support of a large number of people. On one hand, the power of the Shiring Apostles' continuous resurrection ensured that they wouldn't lose a large number of members under any circumstances. On the other hand, they also had countless miraculous methods to rapidly increase their population. The most efficient method was the production line: large numbers of low-level Apostles could be endlessly assembled through the production line and given basic knowledge and abilities. A portion of them would be assigned to evolvable targets, and thus they could obtain higher level access to the armory and learn components. These were the Schilling Soldiers. Soldiers were the main body of the Empire's population, the backbone of this race. Many high-level Apostles were promoted from Soldiers at the very beginning. Another method to increase the population was through ordinary family reproduction. The Shiring Apostles also had emotions. High-level Apostles would take the initiative to form a family and then raise their own children according to the needs of the race. There were many strange methods of reproduction. Apostles of different species would usually use the method of information fusion to raise their offspring. They would extract valuable parts of their own soul and body data to create a new child's thought core. They would then choose one of the parents as the main body part and the other as the support. The newborns raised in this way were usually more outstanding than the mass-produced soldiers coming off the production line. Furthermore, their evolutionary potential was greater. Sandora felt that she could have a child like this … I felt especially pressured, because to be fair, having a child at home was already a disaster.
Other than the methods mentioned above, the Shiring Apostles had many other strange ways to multiply, such as …
"Formatting, splitting, battlefield remains recycling, soilless cultivation, mitosis, limited copies, energy solidification," Sandora explained to me as she counted on her fingers. "There's also cutting them into sections and planting them in the ground. The special branch of the Shiring Apostles can automatically collect energy and materials from the surrounding space to reconstruct their own bodies. Although it's slower than a production line, it's very useful during times of war. In order to win and evolve, the Shiring Apostles expanded at all costs. Adding all the branches together, the Shiring Apostles have thousands of ways for their race to expand. Nothing can stop us. "
I felt cold sweat breaking out on my body as I listened — — if I still had sweat glands.
"Why do I feel like it's a cold virus?"
"Every living thing is a virus." Sandora stuck out her tongue. "Because reproduction and expansion are the life instincts of all living things. However, the Empire has already made this instinct into a tool that can be easily controlled. We can prevent our race from causing fatal pressure to the world, and we can also fill the entire universe with fully armed soldiers in a short period of time. One of the reasons why our war factories have astonishing production efficiency is to match the speed of the expansion of our soldiers."
I was shocked by this kind of expansion power that challenged my bottom line. I couldn't help but daydream. Say, if I plant a Pandora in the ground in spring, then by autumn …
There would be a large number of anti-ship psionic cannons growing on the ground.
Alright, let's end this strange topic here. If I were to continue thinking about it, I'm afraid that I would turn into a Shallow shallow — — Oh right, I mustn't let Sandora and Shallow shallow discuss this matter. God knows how far that lass will spread her thoughts. If that happens, she would probably drag Pandora and Visca to dig a hole in the yard every day to think about how to plant Little Bubble …
"Ugh … This … This is terrible."
Just as I was shocked by the possibility of Shallow shallow's divergent thoughts, I suddenly heard a muffled murmur beside me. The unlucky prisoner who was knocked out seems to have finally woken up.
Not bad. The power of the Void directly invaded his body and spun around, but he still managed to wake up so quickly. This is really impressive. Are all idiots this strong in terms of vitality?
"I feel like eighty percent of my components have been burned. Hiss — —"
Prisoner A twisted his body uncomfortably. His eyes were cloudy as he looked around. It seemed that he didn't see Sandora and me for a long time. Finally, I couldn't help but touch his shoulder. "How do you feel now?"
The prisoner probably hadn't fully recovered from the surprise attack just now. It took him a long time before he finally focused his gaze on Sandora and me. He twisted his body uncomfortably and frowned in confusion. "What did you do to me?"
"I told you, I did an experiment to see if there really is a way to wake you up without dispersing the power of the Abyss."
I got closer to him and observed his cloudy eyes. I said casually.
From the outside, there didn't seem to be any changes. However, the prisoner's aura seemed to be different from before. Of course, this could also be my misconception.
In reality, I was testing out a certain coffin-addicted bespectacled woman's theory.
A long time ago, based on the experiences of Visca, Belavilla, Icetis and the others, as well as Sandora's special feeling, we had a conjecture. That is, as a Void creature, I might have a special power: to reverse the existence of the Abyss.
This reversal was completely different from a normal purification. It didn't purge the power of the Abyss from the host's body. Instead, it changed the nature of the power of the Abyss so that it wouldn't be a threat anymore. It could even be easily controlled by the host.
Weska gradually turned from a frenzied state to an obedient little girl by my side. Belavilla also slowly woke up under the same conditions and regained his normal state of mind. Bryndis managed to break free from the shackles of the Chaos Abyss during a friendly brawl where they swung a brick at each other. This series of events definitely wasn't luck. It definitely had something to do with the unique characteristics of a Void Creature like me.
However, it was a pity that there were only three known Void Creatures in the entire Void, and they were all different from one another. Basically, every single one of them could be isolated to form an independent species. Thus, it was extremely difficult to research whether I really possessed some sort of "power of reversal."
But no matter how difficult it was, a certain bespectacled woman's passion for research was enough to break through all kinds of obstacles. After a series of bold mathematical models were established, she suggested a plan to me: Try to consciously control my own Void form. Under the circumstances of not harming the target, it would stimulate the target's soul intensely and see what would happen.
It was obvious that this was an extremely dangerous experiment. Void form — this thing was basically something that wouldn't die or become crippled. With my current level of control, would I be able to make it so that it wouldn't be lethal? Obviously not, so this was basically an experiment that couldn't be attempted. Of course, that was the case in the past. But now, we had an experimental goal that wouldn't hurt even if it died. If it didn't die, it would be worth it …
It was the prisoner A before me.
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