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This is the most glorious era, unprecedented prosperity.

Countless individuals living on this planet can get unprecedented resource support, whether it is technology, raw materials, magic knowledge or other, they can easily get it. The difference lies in whether the individual's life level can control the power that exceeds its own specifications.

Resources, at this time, was already a ridiculous word for Cybertron. There are many high gods in charge, and the materials that can be manufactured to supply 20 billion residents are endless.

Here is the wealth left by many geniuses.

There are extremely free choices here, all depending on the residents' own interests.

It doesn't matter if you choose the wrong one and want to start all over again. Don't forget, as technology and magic advance to the present stage, soul transfer and body reconstruction are simply pediatrics. Life span has long since ceased to be an obstacle in the process of sublimation.

Even if because of the extremely long time, some residents really did not reach the level they should be, and they always wandered at the low-end life level. The information accumulated over a long period of time has become a burden that can't be shaken off even by replacing their bodies. At that time, you only need to pay a small price to get a level five or higher existence to take action and help clean out some unnecessary information.

This is easy to understand. On Cybertron, whose cognition of individuals is no longer limited to a single model, it is common to change the body, even from carbon-based to silicon-based, and from silicon-based to carbon-based life. The only thing that cannot be changed in this process is the soul, more precisely the will and spirit of the individual.

For a living entity, the vision, experience, cognition, and preferences formed after experiencing many large and small events are the only criteria for distinguishing between different individuals. No matter how they reform themselves like death, From a flesh and blood life to a mechanical body, etc., this individual is still himself.

Otherwise, if two clones are created, can it be said that these two clones are an individual?

When a long life passes, the life experience that is still at the low-end level will continue to accumulate more information, and eventually his spirit will become overwhelmed, dull and sluggish. This is the most dangerous time when his life level is too low. It has become a major burden of receiving information. When it becomes overwhelmed, it is necessary to rely on the more powerful residents to help clean out unnecessary information.

An unprecedented prosperous era has come, with dozens of powerful higher gods sitting on it, creating a new era together.

Now, what Downey likes most is to sit on the highest point and look down on his planet like an ordinary person.

Although he didn't need to do this at all, even though, the backward visual organ of the eye is essentially just one of the channels for receiving information, and it is no longer necessary for the nine-level Almighty God.

Although Downey only needs to move his thoughts anywhere to know everything that happened on Cybertron, he still likes to look down on his planet with his eyes as before, silently watching the countless The joys, anger, sorrow and joy of the residents.

This is not a task, but a necessary enjoyment in his already endless life.

In this rare silence and stability, Downey was greedy, bathed in countless speeches and expressions, and a smile appeared on his face.

Sometimes, Downey himself didn’t want to be so desperate, but there was no way, this **** world, this cheating world of comics, there will be a powerful and terrifying rookie rising at every turn, and the old things that have lived for hundreds of millions of years will recover , Threatening to destroy the world, there will always be some freaks who don’t know where they come from and whose existence concept and ability are obviously illogical.

At the ninth level, Downey’s eyes and angles of watching the world of American comics have changed drastically. After killing the ghost and the Phantom Stranger, he has enough opportunity to think about everything and integrate himself from the past to the present. everything of.

Downey keenly discovered that the universe of American comics is full of contradictions and irrationality.

It's like a sieve leaking air everywhere, with craziness and sickness growing everywhere. What’s more terrifying is that this world-class madness and morbid state is always covered by various reasonable factors, just like a mad mental patient, but it is covered with a lot of names called "reason", "wisdom" and "reasonable." The coat of words such as madness is rigidly and reasonably packaged into an established existence.

It seems that these mad patients are like this. No matter what they do or possess, they will be like this. They should be what they should be. All people and gods shouldn’t be surprised, let alone explore. This situation is true behind the scenes.

Just accept this rationality, and then find a way to solve the other party.

This is the feeling that Meiman World gives Downey.

Once again, Downey remembered the various things he had experienced in the process from weak to strong, especially when he had the only **** personality, and when he officially became the only god, until he had eaten the supreme superman and now became the only one of the ninth level. The time of Almighty God.

"It seems that I guessed a little bit of the'truth'... No, it is not appropriate to use the truth to describe it, because this is how people are originally..."

Downey squinted, overlooking everything, watching the joy and sorrow of the countless residents.

The most special thing about Downey is that he is a traverser. Before he crossed the world of American comics, he had a good understanding of the world. In addition, he became a member of this vast and vast world, constantly growing and struggling. Eventually became one of the ninth-tier giants.

In terms of vision, it seems that, apart from the ultimate beings who are truly omniscient and omnipotent, only Downey is the most outstanding.

"These seemingly reasonable and unreasonable are clearly...an alternative disease..."

Downey's eyes gradually became divergent, and he whispered in a low voice.

He remembered his initial perception of a group with extremely high authority like the One God: the donkey conjecture.

A carrot hanging in front can prompt the donkeys to run wildly until they die.

The nobility and power of the sole **** person has attracted countless gods obsessed with it.

The guys who are eager for the only person of God are a group of donkeys crazy chasing carrots, constantly at the cost of their own past and future, standing on a path that can only play a role once, and permanently nailing this path to death.

They succeeded, including Downey himself, became the sole god, and permanently locked a line.

They have become a permanent "patch" in the world, to make up a path. Even if the only **** who applied the patch is dead, the patch will still exist. Unless the entire American comics world collapses due to uncontrollable factors, this patch will last forever. exist.

"This feeling... really terrible..." Downey sighed softly.

The more patches, the more durable a piece of ragged cloth that leaks air can be modified. The more patches, the better the patch, the better fit, and the rag can last longer. , Has a longer lifespan.

In other words, there will be a longer lifespan.

"Although my conjecture may not be correct, but combining all my cognition and experience before and after the crossing, I can only draw this conclusion... At the very least, my conjecture should be close to some real'truths' Aside from the ultimate existence, as long as I can think of the truth."

Except for those ten levels, of course only Downey can think of it, because for other ninth level or even countless existences below ninth level, no matter how nonsense things happen, no matter how weird it is, a guy who shouldn’t exist at all is born. , Are things that should exist in the first place.

Only Downey, the traverser, can observe from a more peculiar perspective, and be able to be less disturbed by this "should exist" thinking in the dark.

The countless disasters, the stark contrast between the astonishingly stable and the astonishingly fragile...The freaks who have risen one after another, no matter how unreasonable they look, and shouldn’t exist at all, they just don’t. Freaks in a coat that should be reasonable...

I always feel that their existence is unreasonable, but the appearance is reasonable. It is clearly a virus that has drilled out of holes... No, it may not be called a virus. Their subjective will cannot say what they want to damage. ... But their birth and their existence are really super unreasonable viruses.

From the holes in the rags that leaked everywhere, appeared in outrageous ways and roads, and entered the world where the cloth was... a freak in the true sense.

"I have never been to the world beyond the wall of origin, and I cannot make a further evaluation of the entire universe of American comics from the most powerful perspective and experience. The world inside the wall, to put it bluntly, no matter how special and bizarre it is, it is nothing more than It's just a small place that is insignificant than a cell."

"My inference may be correct, or it may be just a trace of the outermost thing, but now I have exhausted everything I can think about and deduced, and that's the only thing..."

Downey slowly got up, his expression became unprecedentedly calm at some unknown time.

"To confirm my inference, I can only personally go through the blockade of the Wall of Origin and take a look at the Almighty Universe outside the wall. After I have seen the entire Almighty Universe, I can really determine some thoughts and fearful thoughts. ..."

"It's just a matter of time. The Wall of Origin cannot stop me at all. As long as I want to, I can explore the world outside the wall."

"Sooner or later, I want to confirm that the so-called sole god, a high-privileged group, the so-called donkey guess and patching deduction, the so-called leaking wind is comparable to the rags of the beautiful comic world... This is clearly a meticulous to the extreme. The bottom-up system brings together countless best groups and guides these few of the most powerful, luckiest, smartest, calmest, and craziest few that have emerged from hundreds of millions of lives. Let They become the sole gods, the patches to make up for the defects..."

"This is not enough. We have to use levels that seem to be distinct but are full of confusion in many places, select these patches layer by layer, and then put them in the most suitable position to make up for the most urgent need to solve, especially in the process of self-tearing. Cracking and expanding loopholes..."

"It's really amazing. Although I am also one of the many patches, and I am also serving as a vocation to fill loopholes, this meticulous system is really amazing. If my guess is true, then we are clearly using ourselves. To bet, use the hundreds of millions of lives in the hundreds of millions of multiverses as nutrients to continue life..."

"Continue life for the entire huge world!"

"Renew the life for the insignificant world inside the wall!"

"Continue life for the Almighty Universe!"

"Even for... the unknown renewal beyond the specifications and scope of the Almighty Universe!"

"I really feel more frightened as I think about it... this kind of bottom-up gu-like system, this kind of forced division at different levels, just to select the best patches...and use a lot of so-called "patches" Nutrients, supply these patches..."

Downey's eyes became deeper, his brows gradually frowned, and the complex expression mixed with wonder and anxiety appeared on his face.

"Think about it carefully. It only takes a small amount of time and energy for an ant at level 8 to destroy a vast and endless multiverse, wipe out and plunder all the hundreds of millions of lives in this multiverse, and bless it on itself. ..."

"And this kind of extinct disaster must be happening all the time in countless multiverses in the entire Almighty Universe. The world inside the wall is so small that it has become such a ghost. I don’t believe in the almighty universe. The other multiverses will be peaceful and stable?! In this way, at every instant, the multiverse of geometric multiples is destroyed. At every instant, the astronomical multiverse is restarted, waiting for the next destruction... "

"This is really...I have to admire it!!!"

Downey really feels amazed from the heart~www.NovelMTL.com~ This kind of heroic handwriting that makes people feel trembling from the heart, I don’t know if there is a behind-the-scenes maneuver, or that everything is just an instinct in the dark. .

Downey, in fact, is more inclined to the second speculation. This kind of chaos and madness is just a piece of rag to repair himself, from the other intact parts of the cloth as much as possible, frantically mobilizing resources to fill the hole...

This is easy to understand, just like the human body, in order to cure diseases, in order to create an internal environment that kills viruses, it does not hesitate to increase its body temperature by a large amount. The so-called fever phenomenon is essentially a self-heating deliberately created by the body's immune system, which is killing the virus? !

As for the "I feel uncomfortable" and "I feel sick and want to vomit" that the brain gives back... Sorry, the immune system said coldly that you are almost killed by the virus, and I fight the virus so hard to save your life. Why are you a little uncomfortable? You should be uncomfortable for a while, very, very, very reasonable, right? ! !

And now this piece of rag is more complex than a human body can match? The gap between the two parties is simply impossible to estimate, and the gap in logic and scale is even impossible to assess.