In the crib, Zhu Zhengwei looked at the sunlight streaming through the window and suddenly felt sentintal.
"A new universe?"
"It's similar to the Primordial Chaos universe that we were drawn into last ti; everyone has been pulled into the dream."
"But this one before us, this is the last universe, the final battle universe."
And regardless of who wins, this universe will completely devour reality and beco a real universe.
"And for us, this is the new reality."
Zhu Zhengwei quickly organized the information on the participants.
Now, everyone is together in the dream, entering a deep sleep.
Zhang Zhi, Zhang Bairen... and others still don't rember who they are in reality, but their instincts still drive them to kill the two Creator Gods with hidden identities, so even if they don't rember, they won't forget their targets.
And only the two Creator Gods rember their past life mories.
Only those with the seat of the Creation Authority can rember all the truths.
They can even use their Creation Authority in this universe to create one Little Celestial World after another.
"However, neither of us will actively expose ourselves, that would be a suicidal move inviting siege."
Zhu Zhengwei murmured.
This ti is not like the last; this ti Hongjun rembers the realities.
Last ti, he didn't rember because he wanted to hide his power as a Creator God, he didn't use it... his carelessness led to him not rembering once he entered the dream, which allowed to ambush him.
But now, he and I are on the sa level.
"Both of us rember our past lives and need to quietly develop from the shadows."
Zhu Zhengwei whispered softly, "As for my personality?"
Right now, he doesn't feel any different from before.
Perhaps it's still because of his youth.
Logically, his personality should have been influenced by the dream, becoming less secluded and more flamboyant and aggressive.
"This personality, are they trying to get killed?"
Zhu Zhengwei was speechless.
His most powerful asset has been stripped from him; how jealous and fearful of his talents could they be?
A bunch of cowards.
All such incompetents, not daring to face at my peak, in a fair fight??
They stripped of my stunning abilities and took the chance to defeat in an incomplete state.
What a well-thought-out plan!
He began to quietly feel the knowledge and wisdom within his heart.
Ultimately, he let out a sigh of relief, "Thankfully, my business acun hasn't changed...it's just transford from a cautious and hidden capitalist to an aggressive and militant one."
Still capable of fighting.
He organized the current situation in his mind.
Perhaps it's also due to the subtle change in personality, the upcoming battle for him seems to be sothing to look forward to.
Ti quickly passed, and thirteen years went by.
For Reincarnators constantly undergoing rebirth, this was commonplace.
But for him, it counted as a true worldly training, as he had always let others do such work before; now, working personally for the first ti felt sowhat unsettling.
In these thirteen years, his cultivation secretly recovered to the level of five ranks.
The cultivation system in this universe is different, and he had to create a system from scratch, so the cultivation speed was very slow.
He, wearing a black school uniform, was sitting in front of the television.
Boom!
On the screen, a fifty-ter monster covered in strange, black scales was charging along the coastline, its roars shaking the sails of so ships at the Misha Hill Port intensely.
A host from a helicopter pointed to the monster below for the report:
"This deep-sea monster has defeated the guards at the Misha Hill Port, causing widespread panic, and hundreds of thousands of local residents are evacuating in fear."
"According to our research, this monster mutated from cosmic radiation and can withstand our supersonic Type Seven missile bombardnt. Our level three gene warriors are on their way."
...
Zhu Zhengwei watched the television.
This newly appeared universe is like the dawn of chaos.
Yet two thousand years have passed, and so primitive civilization planets here have developed beings with a certain level of civilization.
Of course, the planet he lives on faces attacks from various monstrous calamities.
Humans are at an absolute disadvantage.
As expected, it is the case.
At this ti in the primitive civilization era, the foundations hadn't settled to form a truly mature cultivation system, marking the universe's primitive tribal period.
And those with prehistoric existence basically don't rember their past lives nor pass down various heritages.
"It seems like disasters have been increasing over the past few decades."
"Nurous people are paying attention to every second on the mobile networks."
Zhu Zhengwei took a deep breath.
In thirteen years, his family relationships and neighbor relationships have been quite ordinary, as an average middle school student.
He also wanted to try finding Guanshiyin, Zhang Zhi... this batch of people. They don't rember, but they are still the strongest batch under the Cosmic Creator God.
Unfortunately, there seems to be no trace of them on this planet.
The newborn universe now is exceptionally vast.
The probability of being born simultaneously on the sa planet can be described as extrely low.
"About ti to re-establish dreams and use authority for creation."
Zhu Zhengwei walked out of his room, carrying a black backpack, and slowly left his ho, riding a bicycle towards school for evening self-study, "First create a dream to reconstruct my Mobile Dream Net."
"After all, it's a new beginning."
"I wonder where that guy Hongjun is, whether he's started creating his Mobile Dream Net on so planet."
He thought as he rode the bicycle against the sea breeze to school.
He sat down at his seat near the window, watched everyone attending evening self-study, people chatting and laughing, young n and won bickering, and so early-mature desk-mates already engaging in romantic dialogues.
"Quiet."
A man with a small mustache poked his head in from the door, "The evening self-study is starting, please be quiet."
Everyone imdiately quieted down.
And Zhu Zhengwei sat in his chair, slightly closing his eyes.
Rustle.
The long-lost scene reappeared.
He saw a Dream Bubble over each person's head; everyone's subconsciousness was different.
His level by now was not the sa as before; even in monts of clarity, he could simultaneously pull everyone into his dream.
"It's ti to establish the Mobile Dream Net once again."
Zhu Zhengwei blandly spoke as he tapped open everyone's bubbles.
Boom!
In an instant, all the teachers and students in the school were hypnotized collectively.
Previously, he wouldn't have done it due to his personality, preferring slow and unnoticed developnt, but his character has indeed changed now.
"Everyone, welco to my world."
Bang!!
All the students were still sitting in the classroom, looking at the cold eyes in the sky.
They didn't realize they had entered the dream in an instant, and the school they were in was rely a clone within the dream.
"What's happening?"
"Superpower?"
"Is it a monster? A sentient monster?"
All the students were shocked, looking at the sky, so hiding under their desks trembling with fear.
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