In the port of the island kingdom, groups of ordinary people who are parasitic are busy loading all kinds of supplies.

In just a few months, weapons, armor, food, arrows, explosives, and some special items that have been modified by absorbing existing magical processes have all been gathered in preparation for the imminent invasion war.

Because they do not possess boundless desires and selfish natures like human beings, but communicate with each other through a network of minds and are absolutely subordinate to the collective consciousness.

In this way, in terms of efficiency and organizational ability, it is easy to throw off dozens of streets from other intelligent races.

"Report! Warehouse 15 is full. ”

"There are still twelve boxes of steel ingots left in warehouse 12, please send them as soon as possible. ”

"The flour in warehouse No. 3 was partially damp and needed to be moved to a dry place for processing. ”

"Two jars in warehouse No. 33 have been bitten by rats, a small amount of grease has leaked, and there is a risk of fire, please send someone to deal with it as soon as possible. ”

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With the appearance of a large amount of information on the psychic network, those who are responsible for this work begin to follow up in an orderly manner, so that all this is like a precision machine, and everyone who is parasitic is a part of the machine, and if it breaks, another one will immediately replace it.

It can be said that from the very beginning, the country was a war machine in full swing.

With their innate knowledge and improvements to existing technology, those little bugs have succeeded in raising the island's technological level by a large margin, leaving the other countries of the two surrounding continents far behind.

Normally, a country like this, which has entered the age of firearms and has a formidable artillery fleet, is more than enough to sustain the glorious hegemony of the British Empire in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries.

But unfortunately, the two uncertain factors of magic and gods made these little parasites full of vigilance and awe, and they did not even dare to infiltrate the interior, but only established a base for collecting and transmitting information.

They didn't know that their every move had already been fully watched by Zhang Cheng in the magic tower at the other end of the sea, and they commented with a chuckle: "These little things are really cautious! As creators, when do you think they will start attacking the mainland?"

"I don't know, don't forget, these little creatures are chaos in nature, and chaos means being unpredictable. Every time they invade a planet, they make appropriate changes to make sure that they are at one with their surroundings rather than being exposed to hostile gaze. Caution is a necessary prerequisite for the survival and continued development of a race, otherwise it is easy to be exposed to danger too early. Gru replied nonchalantly.

Visiting the Magic Tower again, he was now sitting in a chair like a human, sipping on piping hot mint tea.

I could see that I was more tired than I was last when I came, and my spirit seemed to be very relaxed today, as if the danger of the past was gone.

"But your children are too slow, and if you continue like this, when the dark god is awakened, their poor technological lead will soon be crushed by the power of faith. Zhang Cheng undoubtedly sensed this change in attitude, and pretended to be kind enough to remind.

However, Gru spread his insect-like arthropods: "It's okay, anyway, even if they invade now, they won't be able to match the Chaos Tree you planted." I have to say, you are indeed crazy enough, and bold enough, to use the core of a planet as nourishment, and those dead souls as seeds, to create an unprecedented miracle. A chaotic materialization. All the Juggernauts, including me, are very interested in your plan and eager to see the final result. ”

"Oh, do you know what I'm trying to do?" asked Zhang Cheng in a tone of uncertainty.

"No, we don't know, but that's why we're curious. Because you're different from all of us, especially here. Gru tapped his head lightly. "You are a madman with a myriad of whimsical ideas! Madness gives you unimaginable guts, unfettered and wings to your mind. Whatever the end result, I will offer my sincere admiration that the whole universe is a better place because of you. ”

"Hahahaha! So I can be a little proud?" Zhang Cheng asked with a laugh.

But there was a dangerous look in his eyes, as if he would turn his face in the next second.

"Don't get excited, calm down. Remember, I'm not your enemy. On the contrary, your enemy is never us, but another yourself. According to the latest news, that guy has already got the taboo in his hands, and I believe it won't be long before you hear the news of the death of a certain juggernaut. Real Death ......"

As he said this, Gru's tone revealed boundless heaviness.

No one knows better than him what it means for the entire universe and the rest of the universe once a master truly dies.

It's going to be an earth-shattering battle!

No compromises!

No negotiations!

Some are just non-stop battles!

When Zhang Cheng heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, and said sarcastically while laughing: "Taboo? In my opinion, there is no taboo in this universe at all! The so-called taboo is nothing more than a group of cowards who are afraid of death and change, so they try to cover up those objective laws that already exist. If the Masters can be killed, then they cannot be called eternal, and since they are not eternal, then where is the taboo? Tell me, dear friend, are you afraid of death?"

"Of course! No life is not afraid of death, even if I know where I will go after death. Maybe you're right, since we can be killed, what qualifies us to claim eternity. The subsequent nothingness is another form of existence in the universe, and the erased part is also part of the whole vast cycle. The universe is deeper and more complex than we understand, and we cannot represent the will of the universe, but at best we can only be regarded as the controllers of a small set of rules. Please continue your research and experiments, and use the results to prove to us that you are right and we are wrong. ”

With that, Gru stood up and tore through the space, disappearing directly from the three-dimensional universe.

Looking at the slowly closing crack, Zhang Cheng chuckled and said to himself: "Prove? I will! Soon, you will see with your own eyes what is the absolute truth and what is the true posture of the universe......

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