Human Brain Farm-Chapter 466 - 451 Past Events

Helping Zhong Qingyu and Zhang Zhi, these two matters, have already been put on the right track.

And in the end, it’s all about the "Worldly Primordial Chaos," the reincarnators in this Main God Space.

"And I, who control this frontline ’Worldly’ battlefield, can help them in secret, but not so flagrantly!"

Zhu Zhengwei considered in his heart, "When they carry out tasks, I’ll secretly give them a boost... and next, if I’m not mistaken, our main experience is to overcome and deal with the newly emerged Dark ’All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds’."

"Because Hongjun, as the Creator God, is said to have started constructing new universes... and it’s certain that on our side, a corresponding number of Dark Worlds will also be born."

"As he expands his world’s territory, our side will inevitably expand as well, at a 1:1 expansion ratio."

The Creator God, put bluntly, is just like a copy game.

Every time he creates a world, a monster world copy will be born that needs to be cleared out bit by bit, "Tribulation World."

And on Hongjun’s side, is truly a seasoned Saint, very familiar with the power of the Creator God.

According to the intelligence from our spies.

After Hongjun exposed the power of the Creator God, he skillfully and frantically used the creation authority as before, creating new races and life forms, manifesting real species from the Dream Cosmos, and creating reality miners similar to the "Shell Race," and they are breeding wildly.

His moves were much faster than mine, and so much more adept!

Compared to Zhu Zhengwei’s previous mastery of creation, it was on a completely different level!

At this moment.

The whole galaxy is his miners, dreaming madly, providing the Mobile Dream Net, weaving the germ of new worlds that are slowly being nurtured.

He has fulfilled the Creator God’s authority and has begun a truly terrifying war preparation.

This secretly lurking Zhu Zhengwei, and the people of the Bo’er Cosmos, couldn’t help but feel anxious and jumpy.

"New worlds, infinite new worlds, are replenishing the Primordial Chaos Universe, no weaker than the core framework world of the Three Realms, being recreated by him.... Whatever world he wants to create, he creates it."

"Such frantic war preparations."

"Is this the Creator God? I feel like I see the master on the Creator’s throne, evolving world after world in his hands, can we really win against such an existence?"

The Saints whispered, knowing this was a preparation for a great war.

The two universes will begin a true immortal struggle.

Over the years, they have all been recuperating, familiarizing themselves with their powers, devouring the results, everyone living quite fully, because the battle between the two universes will be the second great catastrophe in cosmic history!

"Is this the battlefield of the Old Days?"

Zhu Zhengwei looked up, gazing at the stars in the sky, and exclaimed, "Just like in those days, two universes battled each other, the protagonists on each side leading their own All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, began a head-on collision... This is fate, and also cause and effect!"

Magnificent and sublime.

Vast and grand.

It was the first time Zhu Zhengwei felt so small.

It was as if he saw the ancient cosmic myth reappear, of course, the current situation looked the same as back then on the surface, the leaders of both universes fighting, Yin and Yang clashing.

But the leader of the Yang-Side Universe isn’t I, the Creator God, so the situation is altogether different.

I stayed low.

"Pretty scary, right?"

At this point, Saint Xin Tu stepped out, looking as indifferent as ever, "Back in the day, we came from that battlefield, how tragic the battle between the two universes was, countless valiant heroes in history were killed."

"To be honest, everyone here, I can’t guarantee how long we’ll live." Xin Tu looked into the distance, "The Creator God is a terrifying individual."

"How terrifying?" Zhang Bairen asked curiously.

Xin Tu glanced at them, "Do you know how many Saints died in our universe back then to defeat the previous generation of the Creator God? As many as a hundred seventy-three, for the sake of war, the cycle of replacing old with new, one would fall and another would ascend to the Saint Position, with no time to breathe."

Everyone was horrified.

Using human lives, to pile up?

In that era, even high and mighty Saints were merely tools of war?

"This is war."

Xin Tu’s mouth curled slightly, "So, everyone must be prepared... In the previous generation, the Creator God I faced was bright, hot-blooded, and upright, but this Creator God is a cunning bastard that’s utterly revolting!"

Everyone was silent for a few seconds.

Xin Tu looked at everyone, inwardly thinking: Because that malicious bastard was truthfully my teacher.

Only I know how filthy and ugly the other party truly is.

"First of all, I want to remind everyone of one thing."

Xin Tu extended a finger, "The Creator God, is omnipotent, he will create all sorts of response worlds, for comprehensive war preparations, and the first thing he will create is definitely a world."

"What kind of world?" Lady Guanyin asked.

"The Holy Spirit World."

Xin Tu said, "Simply put, the power of that planet will turn it into a Saint concentration camp, gathering all the geniuses of the universe on one planet... All potential Saints exist there, undergoing the ultimate level of cruel Saint Position training."

"Those cosmic-level geniuses, have no names, no identities, not even numbers as their codes, they undergo brainwashing and various cruel training since childhood, they are replacements and consumables for Saints."

Without names, only numbers and codes.

Zhu Zhengwei pondered, looking at Miss Zhang, who never liked naming things.

Was she also a cold-blooded war tool from a special training camp, her life only ever having a code?

Zhu Zhengwei pondered, "So that’s the case, she’s not hiding her name, she simply never had one, only a numerical code from the start."

"I always thought Saints climbed up step by step, being at the lowest level among All Living Beings, had once experienced hard times as youth, and had happy, fulfilling families... never expected, they are ’born’ Saints, death warriors filled in, their lives were just a string of numbers."

Miss Zhang, so it turns out she never had a life, no name, no wonder.

If so, the war is far more brutal than I imagined.

Then what we have to face on our side is truly terrifying.

The old bastard on the other side will surely set up Saint concentration camps again, just like back then, his Saints will all be played to death by him, sure to launch self-destructive attacks, fighting regardless of injury.

And if the Saints on our side are afraid of death one by one, then we are surely going to lose.

"If it’s true, I may have to change my strategy." Zhu Zhengwei frowned, "More terrifying than I imagined! I can’t let Zhang Zhi, Zhong Qingyu, and others become Saints and die first, pushing the Ten Halls Yama out is also an option."

Have good things in mind for our people, and when it comes to bad things, let the Ten Halls Yama take the beating.