However, even if Zhu Zhengwei knew their plan, he would still be helpless.
Because no matter how much they have their own little calculations and efforts to push forward, Zhu Zhengwei still wouldn’t allow the so-called Spiritual Awakening on Earth.
Everything is pointless.
At this mont.
"Sixth rank has already been broken through, a Superman in reality."
Zhu Zhengwei felt elated in his heart.
Returning to the dorm, the two guys were gaming, and he turned on his laptop, casually opened a movie, pretending to watch.
Yet in his heart, he was contemplating the next step of the world expansion plan.
Currently, he had a total of three worlds.
1. A main world.
An ever-expanding, ultra-large Four-dinsional World, based on his Dream Bubble.
2. A junkyard world.
A Heart Demon World, a collection of chaotic dream thoughts from nurous miner humans.
3. An Underworld small dream still in its infancy.
The Underworld small dream needn’t be elaborated on, as it currently houses those dancing in the square dance.
Even so prematurely deceased young people from car accidents have joined the family of societal rockers.
As for the friends in the patient group?
Claiming they are dying.
In reality, they still have a month or so left.
It’s actually only been a few days in reality, and with the current ti ratio of one day to thirty years, it would be nine hundred years for them to pass away....
Sotis, Zhu Zhengwei wonders if he is too impatient?
Has he still not adapted to the ti difference between the Four-dinsional World and the Three-dinsional World?
But who could adapt to it?
He owns an independent exclusive dream world space, with its ti ratio becoming increasingly bizarre!
"The Underworld, I don’t bother with it first, let them dance the square dance; after all, it only constitutes ntal pollution to those few mining rig mates."
"And that junkyard world isn’t my responsibility either! It’s a side effect of the Dream Superpower; after all, industrial waste gases generated by the server need sowhere to be dumped, right?"
Industrial waste must not be casually discarded without centralized waste burial, as it would pollute the environnt.
Many capitalists, many real factories do this, accumulating primitive capital by secretly releasing waste gases into the sky and discharging waste water underground, but he is not that kind of person.
As soone well-educated in higher education, Zhu Zhengwei naturally detests it.
"Moreover, this disorderly junkyard world of countless distracting thoughts is evolving on its own, without my interference, the world civilization and systems that might erge could be sothing even I cannot imagine."
"In a sense, even the junkyard made of Dream Residue works for ." He slightly curled his lips.
However, that being said.
This world is ultimately not his, like the Yin and Yang, the opposition of order and disorder... this world could be a threat to him.
Aside from so holistic tidying, Zhu Zhengwei began to focus on the civilization propulsion of the Ancestral Witch World.
"Next, it’s really to push for the mass production of the seventh rank, this is clearly a threshold that needs to be crossed."
Zhu Zhengwei’s gaze lowered as he glanced toward that world.
"If a mature seventh-rank thod erges, it would also signify that I in reality can use it to break through, Flying and Earth Escape, treading the skies, possessing battle power like that of the Emperor Chu who breaks through the atmosphere.... It’s a qualitative shift! At that mont, my civilization would advance to truly ’aerospace’, stepping into the world of the ’Outer Cosmos’."
Regarding the seventh-rank breakthrough thod of Chu Tiange before, modifying the Dantian to have children?
Possible.
But I refuse!
This kind of unorthodox route looks unserious, unable to be popularized among the masses.
I cannot even wait for a day or two, is it necessary!?
Furthermore, Zhu Zhengwei thought to himself, rather than letting others develop this bloodline’s seventh rank thod...
Why not do it himself.
"After all, no one is reliable!"
He couldn’t help but sigh towards the sky, "I, a man without anyone to use!"
Shiguang Blood Concealnt Emperor seed talented, but he made himself a headless brute with his own bloodline and even used a friend’s head as a crown, which creeped him out.
Can this be emulated?
He could only silently wait for future people to perfect this bloodline.
And then?
The later ones perfected it, again using his bloodline to develop a childbearing seventh-rank breakthrough thod.
Can this be emulated?
Isn’t there a normal person!
I’m exasperated!
Truly exasperated!
Can you guys stop using my bloodline to create weird things?
Divine Blood, it’s not ant to be used like that, please have so respect for the gods, will you?
"This cultivation thod should indeed be done by myself...." Zhu Zhengwei is just this kind of person, he has been living too comfortably recently, after enhancing wisdom significantly, learning beca simple, the course content had long been learned by him, he’d even self-studied the whole university curriculum, after all, he being the King of Competition, is not for nothing!
But now, he’s bored.
Itching all over, always wanting to find sothing to research.
"However, I need to swap bodies, this body simply can’t live an ordinary life."
He whispered, "I hold the authority of the Celestial Dao, the will of the world makes way for , opens paths for , and no one dares to provoke...."
"I walk thirsty in the mountains, rain falls for my bath, Immortal Herbs grow, making tea for ."
"I tread the seas without a boat, trees break into floating logs, forming a ship for , setting sail afar."
"My blood flows through the world, people see the future in my blood, glimpse a corner of it."
Though Zhu Zhengwei’s words were incredible, it was also true.
Each ti he appears in the world, all beings instinctively recognize him at first glance: he is an extraordinary existence.
And such a life becos too restrained.
Having co down once before, Zhu Zhengwei did beco sowhat tired of it.
No one wants to live under a spotlight constantly, he too wishes to wrap himself in a skin suit, live an ordinary life, doing things like being a miner like Zhang Zhi...
"The body needs a change, and finally... it can be changed."
He looked towards the reboot from a previous life.
The first body from that life in Bamboo Scenic Village.
An ordinary mortal body, with hemophilia...
"You’ll do," Zhu Zhengwei said calmly, "this forr life’s body now devoid of divinity, can allow a wisp of consciousness to enter, completely transforming into a mortal, to enter and walk the world."
"However, I still need to bestow this body with a bit of Divine Blood Authority." Zhu Zhengwei let a drop of fresh blood drip from his original body, "Bestow you the ultimate subtle power of ntal control, able to manipulate the microcosmic world."
Entering the world is for research.
But it’s not for starting from scratch and enduring hardships.
So small cheat codes are still necessary, to facilitate experints and finding people for experints. By abandoning the ancient awe and dignity of the gods, he could, without any airs or burdens, happily wander as a mortal on the earth, harvesting like a farr during harvest season.
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