"In the Cultivation Civilization, everything is really about destiny."
"Unless..."
"Unless you can truly find a peerless genius, then I wouldn’t mind finding a way to create ’Ti Rift’ for them and see if it helps shorten their cultivation ti."
"The speed of this genius’s cultivation must be many tis faster than that Black Tortoise True Immortal."
"Go ahead."
Chen Mang looked at the back of the Celestial Secret Pavilion Master, maintaining a calm expression without speaking. His words were actually just to comfort the Pavilion Master. The core reason was that he was not too keen on letting the Human Civilization possess such a powerful singular combat force.
If that were the case.
He would be the one under scrutiny.
After resolving the Insect Race Civilization, he planned to thoroughly develop the chanical Civilization’s ruins. Although the chanical Civilization faced intense internal conflicts, many excellent technologies erged due to both sides trying to overpower each other.
For instance...
"Ti Rift."
From his experiences on Water Blue Star, it was evident that the chanical Civilization could actively create ti rifts. Before this, ti rifts only spontaneously appeared under certain circumstances. This technology already seed to utilize the river of ti.
If not for the Insect Race Civilization, perhaps the chanical Civilization might one day even ascend to Fourth-level Civilization.
But one can’t deny.
It sounds like the Immortal Emperor is indeed very strong.
In the future, he might encounter many civilizations, suggesting there’s a Cultivation Civilization in so corner of the Cosmos, residing in a high resource zone undisturbed, continuously developing, and that soone might actually reach the level of Immortal Emperor. Such a Cultivation Civilization would certainly be one of the top civilizations.
Creatures in the deep sea often have diverse forms.
There are many theories.
One theory suggests that in the pitch-black depths of the sea, nobody can see each other anyway, so it doesn’t matter how they evolve, they can evolve randomly.
He’s increasingly feeling that the Cosmos is a giant black box.
Various civilizations and creatures evolve and develop at will inside it, and under such conditions, all sorts of bizarre things erge. Long ago, the mainstream form of civilization might have actually been Cultivation Civilization.
Who can say for sure?
Just then—
Ai’s voice resounded inside the train again.
"Train Captain, there’s trouble at the Cyber Mine, you might need to go over."
"Oh?"
Chen Mang’s eyebrows slightly furrowed. There hadn’t been any issues there in a long ti; everything was developing smoothly. What trouble could have occurred? He imdiately got up and strode out of the train compartnt.
Since the civilization was upgraded to Level 1 Civilization, the limit for storing Dream Stones increased, and the Cyber Mine expanded again. Currently, the daily mining volu is quite substantial.
Of course, it can’t compare to the mining volu of those mining stars.
But those mining stars aren’t produced daily, whereas the Cyber Mine has stable daily output.
The word stable signifies many things already.
...
Quickly—
Chen Mang arrived at the Cyber Mine, where a Cyberminer was recounting the recent events to Old Pig.
"Master Mang."
Seeing Chen Mang coming, Old Pig hurriedly stepped forward to explain, "Just like last ti, this ti the miner encountered an ard robot while mining. However, this ti the ard robot didn’t attack our miner but delivered a note."
"A note?"
"Yes, the miner rembered and depicted it, but... couldn’t understand what it ant?"
Chen Mang took the note Old Pig handed him and stared at the scribbles on it, frowning for quite so ti without discerning its aning. The lines drawn together didn’t resemble any language; if anything, it seed more like Arabic.
"It might be Universe Language. Ai, take it to Coco and see what it ans?"
"Okay."
Standing beside him, Ai’s probe in her eye socket flashed red briefly, quickly recording all the information on the paper. Monts later, she spoke again, "Coco said it’s indeed Universe Language, and the exact translation is..."
"’Dad, you’re my biological dad, I’m begging you, can you go to so other mine? I have elderly above and kids below, managing such a mine isn’t easy. You co and take a Level 9 Ore every day like clockwork, what exactly do you want to achieve?’
’You don’t take much each ti, just one ore. You’re really not greedy, but you can’t co every day like it’s work. I’m begging you, give a chance. State your demands, if I can fulfill them, I will, okay?’
"..."
Chen Mang’s expression turned slightly peculiar as he looked at the information on the tablet Ai handed him. One can’t deny that the Universe Language is concise in expression, conveying so much information with just casual strokes?
"Ai, pull up this miner’s mining records from the past few days."
"Alright."
Soon, the screen displayed the miner’s mining records.
For the last 14 days, he managed to mine one Level 9 Iron Ore daily, which is already an unusually high chance, even sowhat anomalous. Normally, for a Cyberminer, finding one ore in ten or fifteen days would be reasonable.
This guy...
He glanced at the sowhat uneasy miner beside him and asked, "Have you been entering the sa mine every ti you dream these past few days?"
"Uh..."
The miner spoke cautiously, "Master Mang, I feel it’s no different from before. Aren’t the mines in the dream all created by President Ai?"
"I haven’t done anything."
Standing aside, Ai imdiately spread her hands to explain, "Exactly the sa as before, the process hasn’t changed at all. It’s likely that... the real-life corresponding mine is connected to this miner in so way."
"Similar to quantum entanglent, leading this miner to that mine each ti, and in such a deep connection, allowing him to bring back an iron ore each ti."
"According to the Celestial Secret Pavilion Master, this is destiny."
"Destiny has arrived."
"..."
Chen Mang pondered for a long while before looking up at the miner before him, "Do you have parents?"
"No, I grew up in an orphanage, abandoned, never t my parents." The miner answered cautiously.
Chen Mang’s expression gradually grew peculiar...
This guy...
Couldn’t he be an illegitimate child lost in the Cosmos, or so sort of traveler?
Actually, is the foreman of that mine your father?
Otherwise, why would two seemingly unrelated people have such deep connections across the Cosmos?
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