My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 376 - 362: Cosmos Colors, Magnificent Mythological Civilization
An endless ocean of subspace fragments, a vast expanse of white, as if the heavens and earth were shrouded in dense snowflakes, with fragments covering the sky, making it impossible to see one’s fingers when stretched out.
Swish, swish.
In the snowflake-like space fragments, Minis and others were traveling in a special classical Immortal Palace.
In less than two or three years, as they converged from all directions, they gradually encountered other travelers along the way, and the others clearly saw them as well.
"Oh my god, what are you guys?!"
A primitive being that resembled a gorilla monkey slowly approached on a mechanical spaceship, emitting a consciousness wave that did not require language understanding, hitting straight to the soul’s origin, excitedly saying, "Why is the shape of your spaceship so unique?"
"What?"
Minis and the others were startled, "Why is your style so off?"
Upon closer inspection, it seemed they all came from different civilizations traveling together.
Though their styles were different and their races varied, without exception, they all bore structures of interstellar aircraft carriers, mechanical civilization style with metallic hues that shone brilliantly, giving off a cold and vast aesthetic beauty.
On the huge platforms of the carriers, parked were mecha warriors on standby, each a man-made True God, imbued with a solemn aura of a killing army, with black cannon barrels seemingly capable of blasting everything.
Evidently, each civilization was an ultra-ancient civilization abandoned outside the cosmos through a long history.
The accumulated unknowable amount of time!
Like emaciated void ropes trapped within the vast subspace, lingering on, only able to study theoretically higher realms, if they could break free into the sea, all their accumulations over the years would bloom into brilliant flowers!
The dragons return to the sea, devouring the heavens and the earth.
All headed to the "Cosmos’ Only Designated Mine" set up by Li Qing, to mine and witness the "true universe" in reality, starting to stir like dragons in a mental asylum, vying for brilliance, not knowing what dazzling scenes will unfold!
And their accumulated ancient heritage, apart from the dragons soaring to the heavens, will also nourish the artificial universe established by Li Qing, bringing about all sorts of incredible changes.
Of course, the prospect is if Li Qing doesn’t get his crystal wall blown up, his room broken into by these people, and chased after with weapons, then surely unprecedented gains will be reaped.
"Clad in ancient robes, wielding cold weapons, with an indomitable body, walking through the void? Could it be that what’s broadcasted is true?"
A rash young scientist laughed heartily, seeming to have a sociable personality, speaking, "Why aren’t these mechanical ships yours from mythical legends?? This doesn’t make sense!"
"What does this mean?" Minis did not understand.
It had to be admitted, the style of these people was indeed beneath theirs.
Just by looking at the surface, it’s clear who looks cooler.
They are in their bulky exoskeleton technology mechanical mecha, yet how can someone with fluttering white robes, traversing the void, wielding a longsword be more graceful??
You flying a plane, someone else traversing voids, can they be the same level of coolness?
Not to mention, the extraordinary system, there’s no debate in showing off coolness.
"Friends on this side, meeting by chance is fate." said another leader in a mecha. "It seems we have never contacted civilizations from outside, unaware of each other’s information, can we board to observe? Exchange information?"
"Please come aboard." Minis couldn’t refuse, in the vast subspace area, it’s rare to encounter outer-domain interstellar civilizations, exchanging messages and understanding layouts was only natural.
Thus, they journeyed together.
"Hello, I’m Veski, from the Lager Star Domain civilization."
"Hello everyone, I’m Haska, from the Kaidi Holy Star River."
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Minis briefly exchanged information with the other party.
Their divine-level civilization mechanical ships were merely visible bait thrown by the hidden invisible path integration entities.
They themselves hid to observe.
In the eyes of others, Minis and his party were certainly like bait, with big shots following behind.
Seeing who would make a move on these baits first.
Attacking these guys would expose one’s identity, inevitably leading to being surrounded instantly by others.
After the brief exchange of information, the scientists from these technological civilizations couldn’t help but feel deeply shaken.
They borrowed several standard magical treasures, treasure swords, long spears, magic staffs, waving them excitedly, touching the entire palace like children from the countryside.
"Oh my god, Minis, this is so cool! It’s simply so cool, my childhood dream is actually true! It perfectly matches what I imagined in my dreams!" Haska gaped in amazement, feeling like a fantasy world was unfolding.
The surrounding travelers from several civilizations were also full of excitement, seeing new gadgets and playing joyfully.
"You said you came from the Middle Thousand World, called Martial Path Continent, why is this cosmos a crystal wall?" Haska, after laying down the longsword on the battleground, asked with full confusion: "Are you not deceiving us?"
"How long has it been since you went outside?"
Minis glanced around and shook his head, saying, "The history you know, the truth of the cosmos won’t just be the fragmented words from ancient records, right?"
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" A few of them cleared their throats awkwardly.
The shortest time any of them had been confined in the subspace flow was seven to eight hundred million years.
Their history has been passed down through generations, even those of Divine Upper existence have died and been replaced several times!
This also shows that the old man Wales, who has been immortal from start to finish, is obviously at a higher level beyond the general Divine Upper Realm.
He just lacks resources.
Now, with abundant matter, given some time, he will undeniably return to a higher realm, and having never made a move, he’s truly the hidden boss behind the scenes.
"Could it be that our history has been lost?" Haska was somewhat puzzled, "But that can’t be, even if we’ve misrecorded, not everyone could’ve misrecorded together, right?"
"I don’t understand you guys."
Minis firmly denied that the world is round, and said plainly:
"From the time we have memory, we live in the main universe, the real world has a crystal wall structure, flat and expansive, not spherical. We ascended from the Small Thousand World, reached the Middle Thousand World, opened the subspace, saw this vast land, and are now heading to the Great Thousand World."
The few people beside him were immensely shocked, anyone hearing such a structure would be astonished.
"The Great Thousand World is recruiting through examinations, what do you think?" Haska posed a question.
"It must be a very powerful civilization."
The Elf Divine King Minis said, "The competition of the Great Thousand World is certainly more complicated than that of the Middle Thousand World, it’s unimaginably terrifying, countless Ancient Gods overlooking the all heavens and myriads of realms, hegemons all vying, they must be short of manpower. Our journey to the Great Thousand World is to find a predecessor who went there early, and follow in his footsteps."
Haska nodded, becoming increasingly cautious of that Immortal Dao civilization, "Can I exchange information and data, to see your extraordinary, for example, the Demigod level you mentioned that’s not directly viewable, mutating the entire organism?"
"Certainly." Minis agreed to this exchange.
In Minis’ eyes, it’s okay to reveal his usual details, after all, once they reach that Immortal Dao civilization, they’ll know these things too.
Better to exchange for something good now!
The other side viewed it the same way.
Technological civilizations are everywhere, exchanging some basic knowledge isn’t a problem.
At least, now everyone is amicable with each other, currently without conflicts of interest, everyone knows the ultimate goal is that Immortal Dao civilization.
They are even eager to build relationships and travel together, then face that mysterious strange thing together.
Soon, Minis decided to demonstrate a bit of mutation, "Who will it be?"
"Me!"
A pilot excitedly jumped down from the cockpit, opened the mecha hatch, and volunteered, "Please choose me! I, Veski, will tear through subspace, punch and explode mechas, this is my lifelong dream."
"Very good." Minis nodded, this fellow had a lot of courage, just glanced over him once.
The pilot’s species changed rapidly.
His cells squirmed and surged, like a mass of fresh red flesh, endlessly flipping, his body becoming slender, skin fair, in the shape of a frail scholar, transforming into the Wizard Race.
"Wow!"
"Veski really changed!"
"So cool! This is comparable to our three-dimensional mirror cosmetic surgery!"
"Stop kidding around, quickly take the nutrient agent, it must consume a lot, right!"
The people on the deck were immensely amazed, feeling this journey was incredibly dreamlike, the world they lived in before seemed like a falsehood.
Next, Minis guided them amiably into the palace, opened the restrictions, "We beings always set protection at our residence, trespassing in important areas can be deadly, but now from the first to the fourth floors, I’ve granted you reading access."
In the expectant gazes of a few people, Minis smiled and said:
"Every race has its own heritage. Here is the wizard library, but now only Veski has become this race and can cultivate the witchcraft inside."
The people’s eyes lit up at this scene and they immediately removed their mechas to enter the Wizard Library, looking at these legendary extraordinary books to gain the ancient mysterious power of becoming great God Demons.
"Oh, so cool, it’s simply too appealing!"
They opened the doors, looking at the ancient-style architectural castle-style library.
Each scholarly wizard, draped in various colored wizard robes, was quietly reading, learning, and exchanging witchcraft in the library.
As if seeing mythical scenes, each move was imbued with an extreme romantic flair.
