Ti passes year by year.
In the blink of an eye, three hundred years have gone by.
Professor Wales continued his exploration.
He was quite patient, keeping a low profile, not revealing his power, and even disguised himself as an ordinary cosmic spaceship passing by. He traveled through mirage-like planets, drawing maps with a torch, traversed the zombie tide regions, trying to find a gathering place for more advanced civilizations.
There were too many zombies.
It was like a horde of wild beasts in the wilderness, with dangerous corpse tide regions stretching beyond sight. It’s unknown what catastrophic events had occurred here, but the human camp seed to be in a precarious position.
Li Qing occasionally glanced at Professor Wales and every ti he looked, he sighed: Why is he still traversing desolate regions? Hasn’t he found a survivor area yet?
But that’s understandable, maybe so people don’t realize how big 1.77 million light-years is, which is roughly the size of seventeen Galaxies.
And generally, a Divine Upper Level cha is smaller than Earth, like a giant toy barely big enough to sit on Australia’s part of Earth while splashing water, and its re physical presence can cause a planetary tsunami apocalypse, with a punch capable of piercing through a planet...
But it’s consistently just a body smaller than Earth, crossing so many stars; it’s normal to take a few centuries.
On the other hand, Black Star was busy with its developnt.
Li Qing was even calr, focusing solely on building Crystal Walls. With the support of massive resources, he unexpectedly made an imnse fortune, feeling like he was shooting to the stars.
He wasn’t in a rush to materialize the resources that were 7000 tis multiplied, and after building so Crystal Wall regions, he planned to use the remaining resources to construct Super Space-Ti Mining Vehicles.
A mining team with resources multiplied by 7000, mining daily, isn’t this like money rolling in daily?
One must look far ahead.
And more valuable than these liquid assets are the immovable resources: fifty million Divine Level chas, what kind of concept are aircraft carriers and battleships??
This is the real deal!
If it weren’t for Li Qing’s swiftness and crafty strategies, direct confrontations would have ended quickly.
Even if it’s an Undying Level, Divine Upper Level reaching in with a hand, fifty million Divine Level chas firing simultaneously in a collision, you couldn’t utilize the Uncertain Level trait in the Cosmos, resulting in your arms being directly evaporated.
It was his first ti seeing so many chas.
Previously, Divine Upper Level chas were typically like lone commanders, with all the money poured into constructing them, and most couldn’t build a second Divine Upper cha.
The current sheer quantity was terrifying, and Li Qing didn’t plan to dismantle them.
These exquisite artifacts, crafted with untold effort by countless cha master geniuses, using them as raw resources would be akin to taking an "Optical Lithography Machine" apart and selling it as scrap to toll booths—
Destruction of valuable assets.
But using them is a problem too, can’t just keep them as a collection, right?
"Use them to build the Crystal Wall, an exhibition hall." Li Qing pondered and set a new hospital structure, embedded in the layers of Crystal Walls.
Wall of Giants.
One by one, the chas stood as if in a transparent display case, reducing the resources needed to build the Crystal Wall massively, enriching the world’s heritage.
These Divine Level Giants can be utilized within the world.
As Li Qing continued planning, a new Crystal Wall region finally appeared before him.
The entire Crystal Wall was still like a crystalline magic cube, marvelous and breathtaking, floating in the Cosmos. Li Qing opened the door and entered the corridor within, observing everything around.
Within the world.
"Got to get into a good school this year." Countless parents were dropping off their children at the school gate.
"Look, there’s a Giant, Ancient Gods walking outside the wall!"
"Oh my god, a scene from history, a historical spectacle, I might only see this once in my lifeti."
Within the Crystal Wall, countless people watched the corridors outside.
The native inhabitants had begun living here.
And their mories were altered, history was secretly modified, they noticed nothing unusual, the only change was the world being flat, nothing else touched.
"Let’s go inside."
Li Qing opened his eyes, looking at the chas.
One by one, the chas walked through, their bodies gradually rging into the Crystal Wall, becoming colossal Giants, seamlessly linking the walls, standing in a row.
"Also, establish the path of the Creator Divine Series..."
Li Qing had a thought, transmitting the thod once more.
The world had undergone a distorted Awakening under his influence, and they were the first generation Creator Gods, naturally blessed, passing down the thod of creation.
"They have begun creation."
Li Qing glanced, seeing their astonished expressions, he left once more, "Yet, they are all independent Creator Gods, who don’t willingly bear my marking as subordinates. There’s no need for them to actively beco my subordinates, only when they achieve Ancient Gods status will they qualify for my marking, the number of subordinates is limited, and my subordinates are mostly Crystal Walls."
Another three hundred years.
The Spirit Civilization, with every individual a Creator God, established a creation academy, where creating their races served as their examination criteria, comparative ranks.
Watching as the developnt set on a right track.
Li Qing finally couldn’t resist the solitude, "The clinic’s decoration is almost done, it’s ti to open a small door."
Wales was running around like a headless fly, unable to explore survivor areas doesn’t an Li Qing couldn’t.
Li Qing, after all, had the map of this Dark Universe Civilization.
He unfolded the map, a vast galaxy area appearing before his eyes, "Before the Apocalypse, these were prosperous places, and now, likely survivor camp areas post-Apocalypse."
"Opening here should be correct."
Li Qing pondered, according to the geographic coordinates, directly at that prosperous area’s coordinates, opened the Subspace channel.
Whirring.
At once, a space distortion occurred.
...
In the void, a fleshy, sticky war planet covered in green liquid shone among the stars, where nurous nutrient pools churned with tendrils, and modified warriors were nurtured in embryos.
Ned was the City Lord of this region, and recently, he had not been doing well.
In this era, intelligent Zombie Lords still suppressed human survival camps, while humans continued their frantic resistance.
Being the leader of this region, Ned knew more than anyone else.
Since the history of humanity began, over these hundreds of billions of years, the zombie camp, the human camp, these were just gas of the Gods.
Gas for exploring biological evolution.
Indeed, over the past hundreds of billions of years, evolution results have erged; they have almost transitioned from a Technology System to an Extraordinary System. The imnse ti accumulation, trial and error, one generation after another of mutation, humans are no longer purely technological beings but rather Mutant warriors blended with flesh-and-blood biotechnology.
The so-called Extraordinary System in myth finally beca real...
Myth entering reality.
"Mosier, have the zombies occupied the fourth mining district again?" Upon hearing the news, Lord Ned felt a headache set in; life had beco increasingly difficult over the years.
At that mont, they suddenly felt a tremor above them.
"What is it??" Ned trembled, looking up with excitent and rushing forward, knowing this tremor recorded in history felt like a Main Universe Civilization opening Subspace.
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