Colonial Suit

How could it be Xiuji?

Blood Pupil was shocked. He needed to know that the rules here had changed. Any entity's existence was denied. How could Xiuji, as an ordinary person, survive in such a space? He should have disappeared immediately!

But in reality, Xiuji really appeared and was alive and kicking.

Looking closely, the current Xiuji seemed a bit different. He was still wearing that ancient, heavy steel armor. But on that armor, dense silver lines emerged, somewhat similar to the rule lines of this void. And even though he was standing there, he gave the feeling of nothingness. He was actually between reality and illusion.

Blood Pupil felt slightly puzzled. How could Xiuji, as an ordinary person, possess such power?

But at this moment, he didn't need to say anything, because as soon as Xiuji appeared, he pounced on the blue vortex in his hand and knelt before it.

"Great ancestor, I... I finally found you..."

This thing is Xiuji's ancestor? Blood Pupil was stunned, and suddenly thought of a possibility, one that he had overlooked but had always run through the veins of this planet.

That was the ancient legend.

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a powerful monster that dominated everything here. It was terrifying, powerful, and took pleasure in destroying everything. At its strongest, it even occupied half the planet. That monster was Xiuji and the others' ancestral totem, the ancient Trismog. At that time, Trismog was powerful, but why did such a powerful creature suddenly disappear? And the new tribe that appeared after its disappearance, a country named after Trismog, is its connection to the ancient monster really just a totem belief?

No, that's not right!

Blood Pupil suddenly realized that it was not accidental that these two different entities had one name. Because there might be a connection between them. That was blood. Or...

'Will'.

So... you put your wisdom here...

In an instant, Blood Pupil understood and his expression changed slightly.

He had just thought about a contradiction, that was the contradiction between the plane's will's wisdom and growth. He didn't expect to find the answer here.

The higher the plane's will's wisdom, the easier it was to attract the attention of the universe, and the lower its wisdom, the harder it was to grow.

This was an unsolvable contradiction. But at the moment, Blood Pupil seemed to see something.

This plane's will was obviously more cunning than he thought. It had noticed this contradiction a long time ago, and then adopted a special method to bypass the universe's defenses. That was separation.

It separated its consciousness and wisdom and allowed them to grow freely on the planet. This planet was its farm. Its ecosystem. At first, it went smoothly. The separated consciousness and wisdom quickly grew into a behemoth. But at this time, it made a huge mistake. That was ignoring the danger of separation.

It should be known that as the core of the plane, its consciousness and wisdom could also carry rules. When an individual with enough wisdom and self grew up, what would be the first thing they would think of?

That's right, everyone can guess it.

That was independence.

So the huge Trismog began to destroy everything. But what it actually wanted to destroy was not the planet. But the plane's original will attached to this planet.

This was of course unacceptable to the plane's will, so Trismog disappeared. Disappeared abruptly. As if it had never existed.

At this time, the plane's will realized that too concentrated separation was dangerous, because it would trigger independent tendencies, and the way to separate and avoid this phenomenon was actually not difficult. Separate more. Separate finer.

Separate a potentially independent huge separation body again, and again... After countless times, its consciousness and wisdom would be scattered like fine sand. Because these fine sands were too small and too fragile, they naturally couldn't grow too fast, and they didn't have strong power. At the same time, because there were too many of them, wisdom could also be dispersed and hidden, so that no individual would be too smart. Aware of the existence of the main body.

So, the new Trismog was born. At the same time, countless small civilizations and races were born.

They started from scratch, from small to large, living, growing, fighting, and multiplying on this planet. They were like normal universe civilizations, with their own customs and cultural forms, with various individual characteristics and lifestyles. They were born and died like ordinary people. But they would never realize that they were not real lives. But merely a carrier of consciousness and wisdom.

The fighting warrior, running across the earth with a spear.

The hardworking woman, washing clothes by the river.

The lively child, jumping and catching insects.

It's all fake!

Everything is fake!!

Thinking of this, Blood Pupil had guessed the plane's will's thoughts almost perfectly, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

How cunning must this will be to come up with such a method, how cold must this will be to make such a decision. Just like the gods playing with all beings in their palms, it is also playing... playing with itself.

Even treating itself as a toy, what exactly does it want to do? What is its ultimate purpose??

"Ancestor... you... why don't you respond to my call."

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiuji's call came from his ear, and Blood Pupil came back to his senses. He glanced at him silently. At this time, he knew why Xiuji could move here. Because he himself belonged here. Also part of the plane's will. Judging from his reaction, he should be carrying the separated body of Trismog at the beginning, and the plane's will in his hand was his ancestor. But there was no need to divide it too finely. Because they were originally one.

Just thinking about it, Blood Pupil suddenly felt the plane's will in his hand vibrate and break away from his hand.

At the same time, Xiuji's body suddenly shook and actually decomposed in a scream, turning into a faint blue mist and being absorbed into the vortex.

The plane's will, began to fight back.

Blood Pupil's heart shuddered, and when he looked again. He found that the entire void had changed. In the endless void, a large amount of blue mist suddenly appeared, rushing towards the plane's will in the center. These blue mists were only a small团, but each团 was exactly the same as Xiuji's, with a few silver threads of rules. Their number was increasing, from the initial dozens, hundreds, and soon thousands, tens of thousands!! And as they merged, the plane's will's rule power also suddenly increased, and it actually blocked the invasion of the abyss power!

That is...

It is recalling the separated bodies!!

Looking at the blue mist vortex constantly rotating and expanding in the void.

Blood Pupil's eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

ps: The first update, Xiaodao is off work. Haha