A million spoons hit him at the same time, and Sanjiu was soon covered in wounds.
The unlucky guy who had brought the spoons up was smashed to death in a short period of time.
High-dimensional creatures also needed a life structure. The form of a physical ascender was difficult to achieve in the high-dimensional world. Although everyone could also devour more matter and energy to strengthen themselves, they had to be constructed according to a certain life form.
They definitely couldn't be like in the past, where a neutron could be used as a body.
It could be said that when they could achieve the state of a physical ascender in the high-dimensional world, they should already be terminators.
Moreover, when the spoons hit him, it was absolute real damage. No matter what species he was, he would definitely be damaged and couldn't be healed.
Sanjiu went crazy for a while due to his frustration, and he felt that 1% of his body had been damaged.
If this continued, he would die very soon.
"I have to abandon the damaged body tissues." Of course, Sanjiu wanted to do this. Only by removing the 'dead flesh' could he use energy to repair the damage.
However … he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.
He finally removed all the damaged parts of his body with great difficulty. After removing 1% of the matter, he didn't repair himself.
Instead, he anxiously catered to the spoons, allowing them to smash some undamaged parts of his body.
The spoons didn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder. When a million spoons smashed down, they might not cover every inch of his body. Often, some parts were repeatedly smashed, and some parts were not smashed.
This forced Sanjiu to feel extremely uncomfortable. If he wanted to smash, he had to smash evenly. How could he not smash these parts?
Just like that, he had to wait for every inch of his body to be injured every time before he directly 'molted' and abandoned his entire body, allowing his shrunken and uninjured body to escape from that layer of damaged skin.
It was really tiring to operate like this.
"This level can't kill me. I just need to keep changing my body." Sanjiu gradually became familiar with the spoons. Every time the spoons hit him, he could skillfully replace the 'incurable' molecules.
"How much energy do you have to struggle at death's door? As far as I know, every high-dimensional powerhouse has a limited amount of energy, "Bai Ge said.
High-dimensional powerhouses all wanted to become terminators. Their high-energy experiments were done day after day.
After hundreds of millions of years, the number of experiments they had done in their lives was more than the number of atoms on Earth.
However, there was a limit to an individual's energy. Once it was used up, there would be no more hope before one became a Terminator. Apart from waiting for someone who angered everyone and got killed or had their Dimension reduced to receive another wave of energy, the only option left would be to use one's own life as the last bit of energy.
Which was to ignite themselves in exchange for energy and do the last dream experiment of their life.
If they didn't succeed, they would die.
He had enough energy to support his experiments for at least a billion years.
However, when he heard Bai Ge mention this matter, he suddenly became somewhat crazed and savage.
"Sanjiu..........................
Bai Ge was stunned. Only then did he know what Sanjiu, who had suddenly gone berserk in the earth's core, had done — self-destructing its experimental data.
With so much precious data, if he were to start all over again, the remaining energy would only be enough for him to recover the progress he had already made.
.......................
Sanjiu had lost his dream in advance.
"You deleted your own research data?" Bai Ge held back his laughter.
Sanjiu looked at Bai Ge with hatred. He knew that this inexplicable anxiety and obsessive-compulsive disorder must be caused by Bai Ge.
If the enemy attacked, he had countless ways to protect the data.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't prevent himself from deleting the data in the database.
This was really a sad story.
"I, Sanjiu, give up research. All my assets will be returned to the public. Please help me, "Sanjiu suddenly said in a loud voice.
This voice, under the control of the mathematical weapon, appeared in the residences of all the high-dimensional creatures in the universe.
In an instant, it resounded throughout the high-dimensional world.
"What happened? Sanjiu. "A voice quickly appeared in this space-time, stirring up countless quantum bubbles.
Then, more and more high-dimensional powerhouses paid attention to this place.
"Sanjiu is gone?"
"You're actually willing to give up. This isn't like you."
"What happened to make you give up your own path?"
All kinds of voices were filled with disbelief.
What was one's own path? Risking one's life to pursue one's dream no matter what. For this, one would do anything.
If this was placed in a fantasy world, it would be an obsession to pursue the Dao in one's heart.
But now, Sanjiu had cut off his own future and stopped chasing his dream.
To scientists, this kind of behavior was equivalent to the Grandmaster of Heaven suddenly disbanding Jie School and saying, "I've given up on the Great Dao. I want to join Chan School."
It was simply shocking and puzzling.
Of course, this kind of thing was still possible. After all, one of the cohesive forces of the Truth Society was that if any of the 42 people succeeded, the others would be able to benefit. At the very least, they would be able to see the ultimate truth before dying.
This made it so that if one of them had no hope, he could simply give up and then give his energy to the others in the society to increase their chances of success.
What he gave up was his own success. What he obtained was still the truth.
Facing everyone's surprise, Sanjiu said solemnly, "No matter how hard I work, it will only be a waste of energy."
After he explained the characteristics of the spoon, the powerhouses were in an uproar.
Because the spoon injured him proportionally, no matter how much energy he had in his body, he would die at the same time. Since that was the case, he might as well give up on his powerful body and live with his weak body.
In this way, he only needed to spend a little energy to change his body from time to time, and he would be able to live for a long time.
It was just like a body that cost 10 yuan and a body that cost 10 billion yuan. It was self-evident which cost was lower.
If he wanted to continue chasing his dream, he couldn't do it without a good high-dimensional body. However, the existence of the spoon cut off his thoughts.
There was only so much energy. He had to start over and maintain his powerful body to not be smashed to death by the spoon. The possibility of him being able to personally obtain the truth was already infinitely close to zero.
It could be said that giving up on himself and helping everyone was the best choice at this moment.
"There's actually such a thing …" Everyone couldn't help but feel sad, but no one tried to persuade him. This was because Sanjiu's energy was not a small number.
"In the future … I'll leave it to everyone."
Sanjiu did not hesitate to convert his body into energy and store it in the mirror.
His towering giant-like body evaporated with a bang. Replacing it was a cheap body made of dozens of molecules like an ordinary clansman.
As his body was microscopized, the spoon also became extremely small after being shattered and reconstructed. It hit Sanjiu's body with a crackling sound.
The damage also became smaller. Now, he only needed a little bit of energy to live for a long time, until the day he could see the ultimate truth.
It was not just the energy in his body. His savings in the vacuum were also all distributed to the other members of the society.
"This person is a low-dimensional invader who possesses unprecedented technology. He goes against common sense and goes against the rules. He's an enemy of the higher dimensions and must not be left alone. Everyone, be careful."
Sanjiu made the best choice. He was decisive and took a huge gamble. He had great foresight.
If he could see Bai Ge's threat, the other members could naturally see it as well.
To be able to force a high-dimensional expert to give up all opportunities and only seek to live … This was obviously not a joke.
Even if it was impossible, it was enough to attract everyone's attention.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
In an instant, seven strange-looking high-dimensional creatures appeared next to Sanjiu.
Some were like hexahedrons, some were covered in antennas, some were like pig brains, and some were like 10,000 bolts of lightning. There were all sorts of strange life forms.
However, there was no doubt that they were all high-energy bodies.
The bodies of level-3 causality creatures could be considered as an independent multi-dimensional small universe. At least in terms of identity, they were like China, an independent force in an objective universe.
Only in this way would they be able to achieve the Karmic Causality.
Each of these creatures contained countless protons. Each of these protons was a low-dimensional universe.
This made Bai Ge think of Azathoth. Everything was just his dream. The protons in Annihilation's body were extremely simple. They could be born and destroyed with just a thought.
From a certain perspective, these high-dimensional experts could all be called scientific Azathoth.
"A low-dimensional invader … If it wasn't for the fact that I've seen you in such a miserable state, I wouldn't have believed it …" the lightning creature said.
Another brain-shaped creature said, "As expected, we should've rebooted the three-dimensional world from the start."
They each took out their unique mathematical weapons and were about to attack.
Bai Ge sneered and said, "Do you guys want to follow in Sanjiu's footsteps?"
Everyone was stunned. They saw that another member of Sanjiu's race suddenly woke up. Then, hundreds of millions of spoons suddenly appeared.
This scene shocked the seven high-dimensional experts so much that they instinctively used their mathematical weapons to attack Bai Ge.
If they were locked onto by the spoons that chased after the high-dimensional experts in a three-dimensional state, it would be no joke. Even if they did not give up on their dreams, they were destined to waste a lot of energy.
"It's useless. This is a smurf. Quickly go to the low-dimensional world and kill him!" Sanjiu said while lying on Brain-Flower's body.
However, it was already too late. The unlucky guy who was almost killed by the spoons was instantly killed by Bai Ge.
After the third batch of 200 million spoons died, they suddenly changed their target and smashed onto Brain-Flower.
"Be careful!" Sanjiu said in shock. Brain-Flower was the member who had the best relationship with him in the society. Naturally, he did not want Brain-Flower to follow in his footsteps.
Brain-Flower saw that he could not dodge and said, "It's okay. This is just my clone."
"Bang bang bang …"
With 200 million spoons attacking together, they would be able to smash him to death in less than a second.
Fortunately, his reaction was faster and he instantly felt the threat of death.
"What?! All of my clones were injured at the same time? "This discovery caused Brain-Flower to feel despair.
"Why didn't you say something so important?! Sanjiu! "
"I've never had a clone before. How would I know?!" Sanjiu did not know that the spoons had such a characteristic. He was really baffled.
It would not rest until one of them was dead. It was an irresistible force. He would definitely be injured.
These characteristics, in addition to Sanjiu's previous experience, caused the high-dimensional experts to be terrified.
They were unwilling to lose their dreams.
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