Mythological origins

“…”

Watching Farel taking out a large number of spiritual materials from the space ring and setting up the formation as if no one was around, Bai Mo stood quietly aside, not knowing what he was thinking.

During this period, players logged in to this "copy" world from time to time, but they all turned a blind eye to the existence of the two of them.

Even when the curious Li Lingxiu came back online and wandered around the place where he was killed, he could not find that the blonde girl who ate his entire head in one bite was actually in front of him.

They seemed to be in two overlapping worlds.

But Li Lingxiu always felt that his neck seemed a little cold.

He searched for a long time, almost turning over every blade of grass and tree near the player's birth point, but still could not find any clues, and finally could only leave in disappointment.

…

Since he vaguely sensed the high-dimensional game between spirits and non-spirits, Bai Mo had a feeling that perhaps the spirit of creation was driving the spread of the spirit tide in countless worlds.

They might be competing for the right to shape the rules of the universe.

Every time the spirit of creation promotes the revival of spiritual energy in a world, the spirit of creation will gain one more child.

As for Wuling, it seems to be a purely passive counterattack at present. Apart from using the power of Taoism to forcibly cut off the top psychic system extraordinary people, there are no more tricks.

With the revival of spiritual energy, will there be a day when the Dharma Ending Age comes?

He suddenly became a little curious.

Without wanton destruction, at least a cultivator of the seventh stage in the late stage must take action personally, spending a hundred or eighty years to basically drain a small world at the level of Yuanyang Realm and turn it into a place for cultivation without spirits.

"Does the so-called Wuling really represent the rules of Wuling, or does it mean that only He can have spirits? A world without spirits like the earth may be the residue that was once sucked dry?"

Such a thought flashed through Bai Mo's mind, and then it was immediately stuffed into his heart.

Without a position that is enough to protect himself, rashly thinking about such questions will only attract unnecessary attention.

...

"In the small city over there, I found an interesting acquaintance." Bai Mo said lightly, then turned into a wisp of light smoke and disappeared in the wilderness.

Farrell glanced at the direction where the white smoke dissipated and hesitated for a moment.

Not long after, another Farrell separated from her back and also disappeared in the direction of Bai Mo.

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The Third Reproductive Service Center of Luoxing City.

A ghostly figure appeared in the center of the third block of Luoxing City.

The Reproductive Service Center is essentially a trusteeship point for the Empire's artificial wombs. Most families who do not have the financial resources to maintain them on their own will trust their artificial wombs here until the fetus is fully mature after they have fertilized eggs.

During the trusteeship process, since it is in a completely sterile environment, visitors are not allowed. They can only watch from outside and watch a few small cameras record 24 hours a day.

Only when the embryo is healthy and mature and can be separated from the artificial womb, can parents come here to take the baby home.

"What is he doing here?" Following Bai Mo's footsteps, Farrell's clone also came to the Reproductive Service Center.

She had never been here, nor had she known about this place. She only knew about it in a literal sense.

Because she didn't need it.

Those who could enter her social circle didn't need it either.

Aristocratic families who are decent will build their own artificial womb management center, and all the descendants of the bloodline clan will be born in their own management center.

Those who are not born in their own management center are often regarded as bastards by their families.

Especially the families under the Blood Alliance, they are even more persistent in this regard.     Bai Mo walked in slowly all the way. He ignored the walls, fences, and security. He walked in a straight line, so even if he didn't seem to walk fast, the room changed very quickly.

Farrell chased him and also walked in a straight line.

A reproductive service center in a small city can't have any aristocratic security. At most, there is only a fourth-level guard, which is equivalent to non-existence for them.

"Is there anyone you know here?" She didn't hide her figure and asked Bai Mo.

Generally, only non-nobles who can't afford a private management center will choose to breed offspring in such a place. At Bai Mo's age, how many people below the fifth level can know him and live to this day?

Daoyuan Era has been five hundred years...

"Not an acquaintance, just a little guy I have some impression of back then."

"Shao... Tianming?" Farrell was stunned for a moment, and gave a name unskillfully.

She didn't know this person, but because Bai Mo walked in a completely straight line, it was easy to confirm his target.

Then Farrell used facial recognition and her own authority to access the citizen management database within the empire and compared it, and got the name and information of Bai Mo's target.

"Fourth-order early stage cultivator, 542 years old, the most recent strength assessment was 42, a retired C-level intelligence officer of the empire, and the identity confidentiality level A..."

Farrell looked at the information she found out, and there seemed to be nothing special.

"Wait, C-level retired personnel, why is there A-level confidentiality..."

A-level confidentiality corresponds to that only some people in the sixth order have the authority to query.

"More than 500 years old, a retired intelligence officer with special confidentiality... Was he once a spy sent by the Federation to the White Land?" Farrell reasoned while using the power of the ghost fairy and soon found the answer.

"Yes, he was once a spy sent by the Federation to me, but he was caught."

"..."

"What is there for a little spy to impress you?"

Farrell wanted to continue using the power of the ghost fairy to obtain intelligence, but because of Bai Mo, all the clues were forcibly interrupted.

"It's not a big deal. More than 400 years ago, when he was imprisoned in the White Land Void Prison, he was bored and carved a novel on the ground with stones."

"At that time, I casually said that I would give him a chance when he wrote 2,000 chapters."

"What happened?" Farrell suddenly became interested in such a small story.

"As a result, he couldn't stand it after carving the 855th chapter and had a mental breakdown..."

"..."

"Later, he and other spies were released back to the Federation. I never thought that he could live to this day and leave behind a fifth offspring."

"Then why did you come here..."

"Since we have met, I will give him half of his luck."

"..."

When he said this, Bai Mo appeared from the void.

"Excuse me, who are you..."

Shao Tianming, who was holding a baby, was a middle-aged man with two gray beards. Beside him was not only his wife, but also the only fourth-level guardian of this custody center.

(For the content of this chapter, please refer to the original Seeker Chapter 578)