The void slightly cracked, and then silently blossod like a web.
An army quickly arrived here, various court elites, craftsn, and construction officials swiftly and orderly established a secret base.
Various martial arts and Dao skills were perford one after another.
One divine weapon after another, magical treasures flew everywhere, quickly establishing the Great Tang’s war bridgehead. Compared to others, they had arrived too late, missing too many opportunities.
Rumble!
A large amount of materials began to be transported from other small countries like Daisen Oni to this land.
Those small countries opened up the Silk Road, submitted to the Eastern Tang, and continuously transported materials to the Great Tang... But at present, these materials were sent to the front line.
"Polk Civilization has seventeen countries, among which the Southern chanical Country is about to be conquered by that Monkey King..."
Cheng Yaojin casually sat on the ground, holding a big axe and inserted it into the ground, "Can we really count on the new Pri Minister? You know, although we can each fight several monkeys, we can’t use our own rule core powers here, in this End of the Dharma Cosmos... we’re not very capable fighters!"
Only that abnormal Sun Wukong could so quickly adapt to the cosmic rules of true skills and rapidly increase his combat power.
"Don’t make a noise."
Wei Zheng sat in his chair, still reading scrolls one by one.
And beside him, Yuchi Gong, the tall and strong man, couldn’t help but say to Wei Zheng, who was so calm, "Pri Minister, can it really work?"
"What’s there to worry about," Wei Zheng said, "Just do our part, we are responsible for logistics, and I rarely take up a position as a logistics officer."
Cheng Yaojin imdiately scratched his head, "We’ve seen the wisdom and talent of the new Pri Minister, and I, as a crude man, admire it very much... But he doesn’t seem to be much of a fighter. A few years ago, I even saw him, and his true skills were very diocre, far below us...."
"Yes."
Yuchi Gong, also straightforward and outspoken, said, "Instead of giving the Imperial Sword to that skinny little scholar, wouldn’t it be better to give it to ? I awakened the multiversal tiline mory of Chang’an City... The from tens of thousands of multiversal spaces awakened might still put up a fight."
Wei Zheng was still flipping through books, seeming to not have heard their complaints, and without raising his head said, "The Pri Minister’s true skill level is indeed lacking right now, but His Majesty must have long had him train various true skills on other tilines... Now holding the Imperial Sword, he has awakened multiversal temporal mory, equivalent to retraining."
"You must trust His Majesty, who is the Emperor, he knows all things we ministers don’t know... We just need to unconditionally follow His Majesty’s arrangents."
Yuchi Gong and the others sighed helplessly and had to set up their camp on the spot.
In any case, they thought the Imperial Sword was too precious.
As the second most powerful authority divine artifact in Chang’an City, symbolizing the emperor’s royal authority, it grants the power of multiversal mory akin to His Majesty’s, which is not sothing the new Pri Minister can handle.
...
In the central room of the bridgehead.
The Ghost Witch Doctor was sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, constantly adjusting his body’s condition.
Li Shimin’s oppressive behavior was far more terrifying than imagined, his brain research knowledge was being continuously absorbed, various three-chain DNA structures of this civilization flashed through his mind.
His analysis of cosmic true skill unfolded like a vast painting.
The convergence of all kinds of knowledge and outbursts made him like a strong being reincarnated to retrain, mastering this weak body that is crazily restructuring, strengthening with each breath.
"Unexpectedly, I have researched to this extent under Li Shimin’s oppression?"
The next mont, the Ghost Witch Doctor’s body rapidly tore and reassembled. The three-chain DNA body he possessed was quickly excavating potential to adapt to this "divine-level civilization"s ultimate body library.
Endless information was being read.
Spiritual power, chanical technology, advanced physics, nano-construction, super biological evolution..... a series of technologies built cell factories within every cell of his body, constructing his own "body spaceship".
Rustle.
He opened his hand and began absorbing the resources provided by the Great Tang for him.
Materials, energy, high-energy alloys offered by countries along the Silk Road were being highly compressed and integrated into his body one after another.
These are resources collected from countless planets, all integrated into himself!
A ton...
Ten tons...
Three hundred tons...
The resources accumulated by the Great Tang over the years in the material plane universe were absorbed more than half in one go.
It should be known that a chanic’s cultivation is a major consur of resources.
All cells within the human body are war factories, and with subspace accommodation technology and nano-microscope technology, a person is a super chanical fortress, capable of releasing a massive chanical army covering an entire planet.
He was himself an interstellar super fortress!
This is the power to easily destroy a star-level existence...
"I have truly stepped into the ranks of a ninth-rank master... this feeling, incredible."
"This is the true skill, the power of cultivating science..." Zhu Zhengwei slowly stood up, but the next second, he fell heavily to the ground, like a clumsy statue crashing down.
"I’m no longer a primitive-level dual-chain DNA lifeform.... But this kind of body, I am very unaccustod to."
He began to feel this brand-new body, examining his surroundings with extrely curious eyes, like a newborn baby just descending upon the earth.
Every breath of air was so fresh, every piece of space he saw was full of vibrant colors, and the sounds he heard were the operation tracks of cosmic stars.
"Having hibernated for so long, having been devastated for so long, I finally reached this barely high-end combat power, almost on par with Sun Wukong."
But, he still had to get accustod to this body.
He reopened his eyes and picked up a book on chanics, beginning to thoroughly train along the path of a chanic.
chanics typically have specialized traits, choosing a subject to develop, but Zhu Zhengwei was different.
Ten minutes later, he had advanced the chanical nano self-detonation technology to a grandmaster-level ultra-high standard, a standard that is extrely rare within the planetary forces.
Thirty minutes later, he mastered the personal chanical weaponry technology, refining a weapon and seizing the opportunity to consu the other half of the resources left by the Great Tang, creating a star longsword covered with crystal ball-like clusters of stars, dazzlingly bright.
Three hours later, he began to re-integrate space teleportation technology and vibration particle pulse technology, using these technical remnants to reverse-engineer corrections nearing the height of their ancestors, the "Sen Civilization", billions of years ago.
...
Three days later.
Zhu Zhengwei slowly stood up, and the entire planet seed to tremor along with him.
He opened his eyes, the surrounding magnetic field rapidly twisted into a severely distorted state, the gravity coefficient seemingly reversed, with everything floating into the air.
"Hmm, three days, 72% mastery developnt... still too slow."
He stood up, the surrounding rocks as soft as flowing water covering his body as a thin robe, and walked out of the retreat place, looking to the sky, "...simply continually retreating and training isn’t enough, there must be pressure."
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