King from scratch

The system stared at its outstretched hand, and the calculation data soared instantly, crossing a certain critical line.

Laying the cornerstone of the entire world, the ether that has not been thoroughly understood suddenly created a layer of ripples that no one noticed, spreading layer by layer from here.

In the Salfa Federation, Li Wang watched Noah's Ark. He has been doing this since thousands of years ago, maintaining the most core existence of the Federation, the normal operation of Noah's Ark.

But after the official migration of Noah's Ark's main brain, Noah's Ark has never had any problems for thousands of years.

Until today.

It suddenly got out of control.

Although it was only for a moment, if Li Wang hadn't been watching here day and night, he might not even be able to notice the loss of control in just a few seconds.

"Noah's Ark..." Li Wang murmured thoughtfully, "Is this the crushing of low-dimensional creatures by high-latitude existence?"

While the distant Sarfa Federation is getting lively because of this, the story of "life and death" is still being staged at the border of the endless forest and the floating abyss.

Although in an instant, the plankton that crossed the border and headed straight towards He Xingwen encountered multiple interceptions from the system, demons, and kingdoms, but none of these interceptions worked. The plankton easily crossed the space and collided with their target. touch.

Pain is amplified at the nerve endings and conveyed to perception.

After He Xingwen sighed that the flag fell so quickly, he couldn't help but have another thought: Is my true race going to be revealed like this?

Amidst the roaring kingdom's wrath, the ground trembling, and all the beasts screaming together, the scene fell into a brief silence.

The pain was still real, but He Xingwen realized belatedly, why was it like being pricked by a needle?So faint that if you don't pay attention to it, you will accidentally ignore it.

He Xingwen looked down, and the group of plankton hit his arm, as if, as if, indeed, they were seriously biting him.

But the size of the opponent is there, the size of a thumb, even if you bite hard, it can cause such a weak pain, and the opponent is very gentlemanly, if you don't swarm up and launch a group attack, it will be impossible to cause further damage. Prevent damage.

He Xingwen was silent for two seconds. Amidst the background sound composed of Wang Guo's anger, he reached out and carefully removed the plankton that hit his arm.

Be extra careful, for fear that if you are too strong, you will kill the opponent.

Nubida coughed at the side, took back his galloping steps, and repeated the words he had introduced to plankton a long time ago: "In the true sense of immortality, reincarnation is between life and death, between strength and weakness, they The number of races is always constant, because of their long lives, they are keen to find ways to let themselves die completely."

After finishing speaking, he repeated one of the lines: "Between the strong and the weak..."

Nubida signaled to He Xingwen that the current situation is a concrete manifestation of the opponent's weakness.

He Tong withdrew his hand a long time ago. Logically speaking, he should have thought of all the information about the plankton as soon as he saw the plankton, and came to a corresponding judgment on the degree of threat.

But when the opponent showed his desire to attack He Xingwen and turned it into action, his instinct replaced reason.

He Tong trusts his own judgment—as an intelligent life, he never doubts the data.

Human nature is complicated and repetitive, but the data is intuitive and accurate.

His instinctive reaction was not that he didn't trust his own judgment, but even if there were no accidents, he still wanted to stop the attack for the opponent.

He Tong stared at the phantom he had simulated with data, and suddenly felt a sense of urgency to have a mortal body.

He Xingwen comprehended Nubida's hint, and by the way, reflected on Plankton's outburst question and the reason for the opponent's sudden attack—to seek death.

He Xingwen considered his vocabulary and prepared to say something, but the long-simmering Kingdom's anger was prepared earlier than him.

The trees suddenly came alive, and a layer of soil suddenly formed on the ground. With the attack of countless vines, the plankton was swallowed into the slope, and then the soil rolled like a living thing, and it returned to its original appearance in the blink of an eye. .

It's just that the plankton in front of He Xingwen's eyes disappeared.

He Xingwen, who was about to speak:?

No, plankton's attack power is weak enough to be at the same level as mosquitoes. After all, the opponent's characteristics do have the characteristics of "between strong and weak", but the fact that they are immortal can't be faked, right?

That's it?

After the plankton was swallowed by the earth, the anger of the kingdom did not subside, and the sound of shaking resounded endlessly from the northernmost end to the southernmost end of the entire kingdom.

He Xingwen looked down at the ground below if he felt something.

The soil under his feet trembled slightly, something crawled out of the soil, and then returned to its original position.

It's still the same few plankton, the number does not change.

Seeing that the kingdom's next wave of attacks was coming, He Xingwen first calmed down the kingdom's anger: "I allow you to enter my territory."

As a result, the boiling kingdom became quiet like this.

He Xingwen continued to talk to the other party: "Obviously, I can't kill you."

The plankton changed positions without haste, and pieced together a line of words: "You are weak."

He Xingwen pressed the question marks on his head one by one, and realized that the EQ of plankton might be comparable to that of dwarves.

No wonder they would "advise" the other party to die early and rebirth because of the existence of undead creatures.No wonder there will be enemies with undead creatures.

The other party slowly put together the next sentence: "It's not between being strong and weak, but when you are strong, you are strong, and when you are weak, you are weak."

He Xingwen subconsciously touched the place on his arm where the plankton hit, and based on the damage the plankton caused him, he had an extremely clear understanding of his strength.

"You are weaker than normal humans." The other party said.

He Xingwen admitted with shame: As a modern youth, he is indeed a bit sub-healthy.

But not long ago, the judgment of the Undead Emperor was still in his ears, and He Xingwen subconsciously asked the other party: "Am I human?"

The other party slowly pieced together the handwriting: "You are human."

I suggest you fight the undead to see who is right.

A malicious thought floated through He Xingwen's mind, but he finally suppressed it. After all, he is not a devil...

Nubida's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he really wanted to interrupt, but considering the opponent's force value, Nubida still rationally restrained his impulse.

Regardless of the fact that the king was unscathed by the plankton attack, if he were to change to a demon, he might not know how the demon would die now.

When Nubida and He Xingwen had different thoughts, Plankton was still slowly putting together words: "If you had other powers in your body, this result would not be the case."

"Only if you have no power to resist."

In the long memory of plankton, there are only a few cases similar to the king in front of him.

After all, there are very few people in this world who are so weak that they can't even control the ether, and can still appear in front of plankton.

Unfortunately, He Xingwen is indeed one of them—because he is too busy to attend the mage's class...

At a time when spiritual energy is revived all over the earth and people are cultivating immortals, He Xingwen is busy maintaining the peace of the two worlds.

As the mastermind behind the revival of spiritual energy, He Xingwen's attainments in the ether did not match his identity.

He Xingwen was persuaded, and then a new doubt sprouted: "But you just rush forward, in case you directly kill the other party..."

As soon as he asked, he realized that he had asked nonsense. This is not the earth. In this world, killing or being killed by others is the daily life of the aborigines.

But it was precisely because of this thought that He Xingwen immediately realized another point.

Why was the plankton not attacked by the holy guard just now? Because the plankton could not effectively attack He Xingwen. According to the judgment of the holy guard, the other party did not violate the kingdom's laws.

But the system and the demons were completely unaware of this before the dust settled.

This at least proves that although the Holy Guard has no brains, their level of ether completely beats everyone present.

Thinking of this, He Xingwen spoke again, and mentioned another matter: "Are you interested in worm mothers?"

The demon reminded He Xingwen from the side: "The plankton does not meet our requirements. They can only kill the worm mother in seconds, and cannot delay the time, so that all the remaining zerg rush back to the wormhole and wipe them out in one fell swoop."

He Xingwen was a little regretful. He just realized that he might be able to make a deal with the other party, which not only satisfies the long-term pursuit of the other party, but also solves the problem of the insect mother, killing two birds with one stone.

But the problem is, plankton is too strong.

He Xingwen dismissed the idea and turned back to the topic: "There is an existence that may kill you."

Plankton puts together words: "Who? Where?"

The desire to die is so real.

He Xingwen: "Holy Guard."

As He Xingwen's words fell, a certain existence cast its gaze here. The Holy Guard was irrational and unable to accurately understand the order, let alone the possibility of quietly waiting for the order.

In fact, after the other party's eyes fell on this place, they took it for granted that the strange and dangerous creatures here needed to be wiped out.

Then he moved his hand directly.

In the last second, He Xingwen called out the name.

In the next second, the plankton was wiped from the air.

The usual style of the Holy Guard is straight-forward.

He Tong was rarely caught in thought, and did not make any comments on the situation in front of him.

He Xingwen glanced at him a few times, and considering that the current situation was not suitable for caring about the other party, he held back his words.

For a moment, the scene fell into a cold spot.

They concentrated on waiting for the plankton to reincarnate again, but they did not wait for the plankton that came back from the dead, but waited until a pile of plankton floated out of the abyss.

He Xingwen has developed antibodies after seeing so many densely populated scenes recently. Facing the plankton flying out of the abyss in groups, he can even compare the gap between the opponent and the Zerg.

It's incomparable, the Zerg is really dense and dense, which makes people's scalp numb.

But it's also normal. Plankton doesn't rely on numbers to crush the enemy. Their own combat power is enough to crush the enemy. The large number is due to immortality, not because of excessive reproduction.

He Xingwen remembered another characteristic of plankton: the number is constant, that is to say, they do not reproduce at all.

It took some time for the plankton to come to the ground from the abyss, watching He Xingwen and the others from afar.

The other party pieced together the handwriting: "They are dead."

He Xingwen squinted his eyes to look at the plankton above the abyss in front of him, scattered over a large area in the abyss, as if impatiently preparing to meet death.

He Xingwen glanced at He Tong. He Tong noticed his gaze this time. He obviously just lost his mind the whole time, but he still picked up the conversation in a second: "There are all kinds of wonders in the world. There are existences that fear death, and there are existences that embrace death calmly. In fact, the end result of eternal life is often self-liberation."

"A short life creates a fervent soul; a long time creates dull ashes."

He Tong's words were a little abnormal, as if he was expressing his feelings: "It's just that plankton don't even have the right to choose death. For them, time is an endless prison."

He Xingwen had no doubts about this point, he was just a little worried about He Tongcai's abnormality just now, so he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

But since it can be analyzed rationally, there should be no big problem?

He Xingwen marked He Tong's distraction just now, put it in the to-do list, and then turned his attention back to the plankton in the abyss in front of him.

For him, this is a very simple order, and for the Holy Guard, this is a very simple process.

But for the existence of plankton, it may mean the complete end—even the complete end of the race of plankton, which no longer exists.

So He Xingwen has to confirm one thing: "Perhaps there are some of you who don't want to meet death?"

Perhaps it was because there were enough plankton at the moment, and the other party put together the words quickly: "No."

He Xingwen glanced at Nubida.

Nubida said he did not intend to speak.

He Xingwen withdrew his gaze, made a little mental preparation, and was about to speak.

Nubida, who had just waved his hand, suddenly said, "By the way, do they know elves?"

He Xingwen swallowed back the words, and turned to look at Nubida.

Nubida lowered his voice and said, "Isn't it because of the worm mother that I haven't found a suitable candidate yet? I think elves are quite suitable."

He gave He Xingwen a wave of analysis on the spot: "Elves are not as strong as plankton and undead, and they will not kill insect mothers immediately, and elves themselves have extraordinary talents in ether, nature, and forging. I remember that in the second era At that time, the army of the elf kingdom is enough to make people look sideways..."

In Nubida's plausible analysis, the plankton pieced together their response: "Elves can't kill us."

This sentence cannot be simply understood, but reading analysis is required to connect the characteristics of the plankton. The true meaning of this sentence is that they know elves and have hatred.

If the elves can't kill them, there is only one result, they kill the elves...

Nubida's reading comprehension is obviously perfect. He immediately understood the true meaning of the other party's words, then showed a disappointed expression, and said artificially: "Since the elves have stopped communicating with the outside world, we have no way to contact the elves." method."

He Xingwen feels that Nubida's behavior is completely winking at the blind. With regard to the emotional intelligence of plankton, how can they expect them to understand this euphemistic hint smoothly?

Plankton enthusiastically offered Nubida a good solution: "You can go directly to the Elven Kingdom to find them."

This is probably what the plankton did. For them, whether it was the skeleton army outside the abyss of the undead, or the natural blockade of the elf kingdom, it was useless. As long as they moved forward, the existence of space itself could not stop them.

Nubida shut up and returned the stage to He Xingwen.

He Xingwen didn't need to do psychological construction after he interrupted like this. The plankton lingered for such a long time for a clean death, and searched for all the existences they thought might kill them, so at least he should respect the other party's view of death. contempt.

He Xingwen: "Holy Guard."

It was as if a wind had blown and wiped away the excess, and the plankton above the abyss disappeared at an extremely fast speed, completely annihilated in just a few minutes.

Everything came to an end. There was neither a magnificent scene nor a shocking bgm. It was just an ordinary day in a long time, an ordinary ending among countless endings.

This was He Xingwen's first meeting with them, and also their last meeting.

Plankton, which has been invisible on the mainland all year round, is finally completely invisible.

He Xingwen stared at the abyss that had calmed down, unexpectedly calm.

"I can die as much as I want," Nubida said from the side, "how lucky."

"You have to know how many people can't even die," Nubida said with a sigh, "If one day, I can..."

He Xingwen coughed and interrupted Nubida's act of setting the flag on the spot. After the sudden change of the conversation object twice, he was finally able to continue the unfinished topic with Nubida: "Besides the elves, there are no other things in the kingdom. Choose?"

Nubida thought for a few seconds: "It can be strong enough to ignore the teleportation of the wormhole, accurately find the worm mother, and weak enough to fight the worm mother, and can also kill the worm mother when other zerg races continue to join the battlefield. pressure……"

When Nubida put on the set with He Xingwen, He Tong had already finished He Xingwen's best solution: "Remove the wormhole and let the player fight with the worm mother."

"Destroy the wormhole...?" He Xingwen thought about the suitable candidate.

Nubida who heard this sentence continued: "A wormhole is a large random teleportation array dug out by the worm mother, which can transport the intelligent creatures that enter it to a random location on the mainland, which is different from the space teleportation we use. "

Nubida said: "Even if it can be dismantled, the worm mother can rebuild it. This is her talent."

He Xingwen was thoughtful, and dismantled the wormhole with his hands-sounds like a technical job.

Nubida: "And you don't intend to contact the kingdom of elves?"

He Xingwen is still a little enthusiastic about opening the map. After all, after the kingdom is eliminated in the mainland, there is only such a small place. If there is no new map, the players will have nothing to play at all.

At least you have to put in an eye, and when the time is almost right, let the player out...

This is an inevitable event.

Even if He Xingwen doesn't let the players leave the kingdom, after the players' spells, levels, and other preparations are complete, they will always set their sights on the distant places they haven't reached.

In order to prevent them from messing around and harming the mainland, it would be better for Xingwen to finish opening the map before then to prevent the situation from getting out of control.

He Xingwen sighed: "I didn't find a suitable entry point, and I'm not in such a hurry..."

Before He Xingwen finished speaking, the abyss in front of him suddenly made a loud noise, and the violent vibration spread from under his feet to the entire continent.

After almost a short moment, countless people looked at this place.

The floating abyss collapsed in front of them.

The violent crustal changes buried the traces of the floating abyss.

The crustal movement that takes a long time on the earth, here, it only took a few hours to complete the process of vicissitudes, turning the abyss into a huge and fertile basin.

The soft soil layer has traces of renovation, and there are even faint green plants in the basin that stretches for several miles. It seems that life is born here, and the dead are buried here.

This is the purest power of nature, just like He Xingwen once saw the scene where the mountains were walking and the terrain changed. No one can resist such a power.

He Xingwen's line of sight looked further along the basin, as if he could see a new civilization taking root here...

He Xingwen rubbed his eyes, looked at the little black dot in the distance, and then turned his head to look at Nubida.

Nubida understood, took out the dwarf's tool from his personal space, positioned it in the distance, and magnified the small black dot that was faintly visible in the distance.

A clear scene was projected in front of He Xingwen and the others.

A huge existence flickered at the end of the basin. Behind them was a piece of broken sporadic ground. Floating on the ground, it seemed to be floating in the air. There was a certain dislocation in the sense of space there.

There is a group of colorful giants beside it, it is difficult to describe their appearance, because it has no rules, as if it was made by someone; it is also difficult to describe what kind of existence they are, it seems to be composed of ore, But judging from the sight alone, its color and shape do not conform to the ore, but it has a certain softness.

In short, that is a group of huge existences that are difficult to define.

He Xingwen was still at a loss for strange things, and Nubida saw their origin at a glance: "Man Xing."

The boundless meteor that streaks across the sky every night is an existence that is defined as an intelligent creature.

But these things don't look like intelligent creatures. If they are meteorites, it's understandable, but intelligent creatures?

Then they must at least be able to communicate, right?

Nubida carefully observed the Man star shining outside the basin, and suddenly turned to He Xingwen excitedly and said, "King, do you want to see the end of the world?"

He Xingwen:?

Nubida continued to seduce with enthusiasm: "Do you want to take a look at the most mysterious and remote intelligent creature in this world?"

He Xingwen:?

Nubida's tone suddenly rose: "Did you see Man Xing? He paused there. As a creature that is always in motion, now we have a chance to contact him!"

He Xingwen said calmly, "Speak humanly."

Nubida's tone was instantly calm: "He seems to be in trouble. I need to know what happened to them and why they stopped, to confirm whether the trouble they encountered will evolve into a threat to the world."

He Xingwen accepted this explanation: "You take the player there."

Nubida didn't forget the topic they hadn't discussed yet: "What about the wormhole?"

He Xingwen cast his eyes in a certain direction, excitedly: "Find someone to dismantle it."

Since it is a technical job, it seems that there is only one choice.