My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 560 - 530 The Returning People
Li Qing walked around a few times, looked at the gift boxes along the way, and felt very satisfied.
This mythical region full of fairy-tale style actually has a Toy Story vibe.
Earth is just one of the thousands of gift boxes, a defective product that has been unused for years.
As for the rock planets brought over, the atmosphere and air ratio was changed, moisture added, and various single-celled organisms were thrown in to let them evolve.
Probably soon, the planets in the gift boxes will also become various vibrant lands.
"Also, the Earth’s underground needs some change."
Through the gigantic glass window, a finger points at Earth inside, "Transform the three-room, one-hall underground into a real Middle Thousand World."
Suddenly, a space tunnel appeared in the earth’s crust.
Rockets of mining carts entered among them.
Centred around the previous three-room-one-hall Earth underground, more Crystal Wall rooms began to be constructed to form the real Middle Thousand World at the earth’s core.
With this.
From the Martial Arts Continent of the Lower City District to the three underground rooms outside, they wouldn’t sense that there’s anything amiss with this Middle Thousand World anymore.
"Almost done."
Li Qing showed a hint of a smile.
Managed to settle his lair!
All the previous arrangements are thoroughly rationalized, likely no one will be able to trace his roots in the future.
It’s delightful.
He suddenly felt as though all the pressure from before has vanished, and he can finally let go without walking on thin ice.
"Next, let’s reorganize the mining teams within the cosmos."
Suddenly, he left this region, ignited with blazing ambition, starting a frenzy of mining, planning to aggressively snowball and drain the cosmos within a hundred thousand years.
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In the vast Subspace region.
Emperor Atabia has gone into seclusion again.
General Herodotus has also started his seclusion studies.
After all, the "Past" and "Present" are the simplest time branches, while the remaining "Future" is the most difficult and complex, even someone as powerful as Atabia couldn’t grasp it.
He began to re-examine continuously.
The Million Gods have long been accustomed to their Dark Matter Cosmic Emperor’s nature.
He enjoys seclusion.
Arrogant.
Usually, he doesn’t include them in his research, claiming that getting them involved would lower his IQ, which really insults people. Yet, that’s exactly the truth; his intelligence is a leap beyond everyone else’s, seeing and hearing beyond dimensions.
They’ve grown used to it over countless billions of years.
Most of the time, he doesn’t show his face, occasionally sending a few words through the void, allowing the Million Gods to entertain themselves.
In this moment, Despair quietly said: "However, Herodotus, reincarnated from Gal, truly eased our burden."
You Qin nodded: "He’s become much wiser; in the past always pestering us with hide-and-seek, driving us crazy. Now, he’s become more moderate, with research talent improving, but combat ability declining."
The Emperor is the same as always, and the Imperial General doesn’t cause trouble anymore, making them feel the days have become quite comfortable.
An archenemy also killed an Elf Ancient God, next is the Light Ancient God.
"Where shall we go?" Minis asked.
"Where do you think?" You Qin said, being very understanding and respectful.
After all, both now are secluded in time studies. The divine power of this land was lent to Minis for management.
He’s the Regent King, taking the lead in everything.
Because the three of them, Despair, have their own agendas and are prone to opportunism, Atabia clearly can’t quite trust their nature.
Among the trio, the youngest Minis is the most trustworthy one.
In the fall of the dynasty back then, it was Minis who endured humiliation through eras to save them both.
Moreover, having spent precious reserves to transform into Immortal Grass, Minis also possesses dual 107 qualifications, no longer considered weak.
And to be literary, martial, and moderate like Minis, as the third Octagonal Warrior, skilled in everything and fond of scheming, he suits managing and handling various trivial matters of the Divine Domains better.
All in all.
This Million Gods have shown they obey Minis outright.
At this moment, much like the Elf Era, where the Million Gods listened to the Elf Divine King Minis’s governance.
Minis glanced around at the Million Gods and said: "Following His Majesty’s words, we must wander for a period of time, not only to evade the pursuit of the Light Ancient God but also to accumulate heritage, gather other matter, and subdue and incorporate subspace civilizations to increase our legacy and talent."
"However, even strong as we are, possessing time isn’t all-powerful."
"The fragmented ocean of this subspace severely impedes signal transmission; it’s difficult to find civilizations."
Minis spoke eloquently, "As far as I suspect, to find this area, we must study the Space System to perfectly govern this subspace region!"
Everyone nodded, Minis’s analysis made sense.
Their current ability is to traverse the "Past"; amidst the vast sea of people, it’s challenging to find without similar wide-ranging scanning capabilities unless mastering the "Future."
Armed with abilities like divination, prophecy, and future branch deductions, they could quickly locate some hidden subspace civilizations.
"So, where are we headed now?" You Qin asked curiously: "Are we supposed to wander like headless flies, waiting to stumble across something? In this cosmos, we might encounter other rule-based civilizations, possibly leading to a big battle."
Minis straightforwardly said:
"There are two destinations."
"First, in the Immortal Grass region, Professor Wales and others attracted a group of Divine Upper Level civilizations for a joint contest."
"If we now go to that land and trace back the past, we can uncover their roots and capture them by following the vine to their homeland." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
"But I don’t have much hope; those individuals were the weakest Divine Upper Level, wild low-level civilizations whose homeland likely isn’t very promising either."
Everyone nodded, it’s better than searching aimlessly.
Despite them sending only one Divine Upper Level, equivalent only to a regular soldier amongst them, who’s to say their background isn’t a massive Dark Matter Level civilization?
"Second, the Martial Arts Continent."
Minis smiled warmly, "Returning to your roots, I’ll take you all to see that area. Back then, I was quite weak, could only remain in the Lower City District, dared not venture outside the Crystal Wall Chaos; now, it’s time to check out the Upper City District."
Woosh.
Instantly, the entire vast Giant repeatedly leapt, traversing space.
Less than half a month later, they arrived at the original coordinates.
In the void, an extremely prosperous Martial Arts Continent appeared before their eyes.
"We’ve returned." Minis showed some nostalgia, looking at this familiar land.
He recalled the time when the Emperor descended to impart martial knowledge, followed by the death of Witch Emperor Zhu Qi, with Sylvie becoming the Celestial Dao fighting everyone.
"Indeed, home." The Emperor in Zone Eight silently looked up towards the Martial Arts World above, his birthplace.
