Chapter 369: Cut Off

"But the world doesn't seem to welcome me."

He could feel that a huge force scattered around the world was rejecting his return. Once his true form appears on this planet, that power will strike with the force of thunder.

About two months ago, Bai Mo, who had been sleeping for nearly a year, woke up in the Nine Nether Realm. His injuries had also fully recovered, but the hallucinations that troubled him were still unresolved.

As a price for having an overly powerful imagination, things that were difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction appeared in his perception from time to time, so he had no intention of using any of his power.

At his current level, any improper use of power could have devastating consequences, so he deliberately left only a thought without any power in his back hand.

At this time, the power of Bai Mo's projection was completely supplied by the dark spiritual rice planted on the ground. This was something he designed and transformed by referring to the structure of the psychic network system.

The planting area of ​​Dark Spirit Rice is still very small, so it cannot provide him with much power, but the advantage is that it grows and dies as it goes. As long as the energy-supplying plants are not uprooted, this projection cannot be eliminated.

"For more than ten years, I haven't had a good look at this completely different new world." For the time being, he didn't care about the things he left in Tianqing, but chose to travel around the world.

In the past few years, Bai Mo has gained wealth by plundering the memories of all sentient beings through the virtual reality system. It also takes more time to digest before he can turn them all into materials for moving forward.

Instead of using this weak projection to go back to Tianqing to compete with those people, it would be more convenient to wait until the main body is fully adapted to the power in the body, and then use absolute power to crush them.

A well-fed tiger always appears more tolerant when looking at the hyena next to him, but how long this tolerance lasts depends on the tiger's digestion speed.

As for the power to restrain his return, Bai Mo roughly estimated that if he was hit from the front, it would be able to hurt him, but because the controller himself was not at a high level, that was all.

"After the opening of the Nine Nether Realm, the level of spiritual energy has dropped a bit, and the upper limit of passive evolution has also been lowered. It will probably be more difficult for those who come after you to climb up."

As "innate beings" facing the burst of spiritual energy, they received quite generous pioneer dividends. With little knowledge of various things, they completed all aspects of passive evolution at the speed of a rocket in one or two years, directly Entered the integration period.

Even the old people like Cheng Mu and others at that time only encountered the first threshold - brain psionicization - after they had reached the middle stage of the integration stage.

But today, ten years later, as the level of spiritual energy decreases, entering the Fusion Field stage itself has become a threshold, blocking a large number of practitioners who are lingering in the Life Field stage.

Many people have speculated that perhaps over time, the life stage itself will become a hurdle, making the path to cultivation more difficult.

It’s not that no one has thought about reversing this trend towards the end of the Dharma era, but after spending countless researches in the past ten years, people still know nothing about the nature of spiritual energy. It is like a piece of encrypted program code, and only the essence of spiritual energy is left in the world. Some interfaces can be used, but there is no way to analyze the principles.

Therefore, humans who have nothing to do at this time can only choose to take the road of plundering the heavens and use the spiritual energy resources that appear on other planets to make up for the gap between the earth and their own endless supply. At least this plan is technically feasible.

What the Dark Spirit Rice did was just decompose the mutated organisms and let the aura they absorbed into their bodies return to the environment.

"It's almost over. There shouldn't be so many boring relationships between people. It's up to me to cut off these unnecessary threads." After leaving an inexplicable sentence, Bai Ying turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared. .

"There seems to be something wrong." After Bai Ying disappeared, the Red World disciples and Gaia, who were trapped in the Nine Nether Realm, felt something was wrong.

"Did he secretly bring his power to the earth?" They did not think that their whim was an illusion, and each began to test it.

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"His power in this world has not changed at all, and he should not be projecting power outwards." Although it is difficult to transmit his own information to the outside world, except for the two layers that Bai Mo deliberately concealed, the two of them have to sense other places in the Nine Nether Realm. The situation is not too difficult.

The most helpless situation for idealists is when their rhetoric fails to work. This group of Fire Mist Warriors who were trapped in the Nine Nether Realm were now in an awkward situation.

After further transformation by the followers of the Red World, each of them has become a warrior with a firm belief in the red light. With the appeal of their respective languages, they are undoubtedly excellent leaders on the earth. It is not difficult to develop new members and then build a small team.

But in this world, all monsters have fallen into chaos without reason and logic, and any persuasion is meaningless. The premise that the truth is within the range of the cannon is also based on the premise that both parties have basic logic. At least the other party must If you are afraid of death, cannons make sense.

If the people are not afraid of death, why should they be afraid of death?

But for this kind of monster that has a strong tendency to destroy itself, even if it kills them all, it won't change anything.

Facing the never-ending killings, some Fire Mist warriors began to doubt the meaning of their existence. These monsters are so easy to kill that they don't require any tactics or skills at all. They don't know how to dodge, and sometimes they even put their heads on the knife.

"What are we doing endlessly every day to kill these things?"

"To live." Feng Buhui, who continued to grow in the killing, said such words in a firm tone, his eyes full of brilliance.

As a biological genius, but frustrated in the laboratory, he rarely had such an opportunity to study these chaotic mutant creatures in the field.

Their bodies are all based on the half-tube of abyssal bloodline, and the predecessor of the abyssal bloodline is the essence of the blood of countless mutated creatures, which is a priceless treasure.

Although he believes in the concept of red light, he is still a genius who loves research. For him, such a hellish world may be more comfortable than a world where he has to deal with interpersonal relationships every day.

"No matter how many we kill, new demons will crawl out of the unknown long river the next day." These irrational things are called demons by the soldiers.

"Where is the source of the river?" Someone asked this question again.

"There have been three groups of people who were curious about this question before, but without exception, they have not found the answer they want since they left the team."

PS: Recommend a book, Infinite Movie Plane, the protagonist is Feng Buhui 2333