"Steven? What's wrong with you, you look preoccupied?"
In the lobby of the hotel, Alice did not sleep unexpectedly. Seeing Wu Ming walking over, she rubbed her eyes.
"Oh? Nothing!"
Wu Ming patted his cheek, unexpectedly this melancholy has been fully revealed.
After all, the impact and influence brought about by this incident is too great. Compared with it, even the prosperity and demise of the Golden Oak Kingdom are just like dust, which cannot achieve the purpose of making Wu Ming care about it.
"Night fishing is not going well, don't worry, I'm fine!"
But Wu Ming is Wu Ming after all, he just recovered in an instant, and even gave Alice a spiritual hint: "Go back, get some sleep, and you will feel better tomorrow!"
"yawn..."
When he said this, Alice stretched her waist and yawned: "Then I'll go back to sleep first, and you should go to bed early too..."
"Um?"
When he opened the door, Wu Ming was surprised to find that Angelina was there.
"It's really..."
He rubbed his forehead: "Why don't you one or two sleep well? If girls don't get enough sleep, be careful that they will grow old easily!"
"snort!"
Angelina's attitude was a little strange. She stared at Wu Ming, and the strange brilliance in her eyes became more intense.
"Brother, you have been different since you were a child!"
The good girl during the day disappeared, it seems that the little sister at this time is her original demeanor.
"what do you want to say in the end?"
Too many things happened today, Wu Ming already planned to give her another spiritual hint.
Although this kind of thing can't be too frequent, otherwise it may bring unpredictable effects and consequences to the subject.
"I have a good memory, and even some pictures of my infancy often appear in my mind..."
Angelina's eyes blinked, and that kind of clarity immediately reminded Wu Ming of the scene when she saw her practicing kung fu when she was a baby.
"Ann... Brother, don't worry, take this as a little secret between the two of us, okay?"
Angelina shook her hand: "I won't say anything, and you don't have to worry about anything, good night!"
"This brat!"
Wu Ming frowned, thinking of his omissions: "Spiritual suggestion is just a kind of hypnosis. After all, it doesn't really modify the soul, and it may be invalid in theory... especially for some people with special constitutions? "
Of course, this is just a small trouble, and it is nothing compared to the huge trouble in his mind now.
After closing the door, Wu Ming sat cross-legged on the bed and plunged into the sea of consciousness.
In the center of the Sea of Consciousness, a radiant pearl quietly floats there, and there seems to be an illusory space in it.
"Semi-finished products, prototypes, or defective products of the main temple!"
Wu Ming murmured.
Having owned the main temple, he naturally knows the power carried by this pearl. At least after it develops, it will not have any problem crushing the world.
Only by relying on it to establish a terrifying and huge force, can we explore the mysteries of the whole world as soon as possible and find out the true inheritance of that power.
The other party has already calculated every step, and this feeling of having to follow the other party's plan made Wu Ming quite unhappy.
But it won't work if we don't go on like this.
Relying on the Big Compass, Wu Ming felt that the more he went up, the more difficult it would be. He would probably suffer from lack of succession after reaching the fifth floor. At most one Earth Immortal, it would be difficult to recover the strength of the Celestial Immortal who manipulated the world's original force.
To explore the original mystery of the world, level six is the most basic requirement.
"Huh... It seems that we still have to rely on external force?"
Wu Ming sighed.
The prototype of the main temple is nothing more than an empty demiplane at this time, which can be called poor and empty.
"This is a veritable main god's space..."
Wu Ming shook his head, "Although he has the ability to create things, he doesn't have the most basic energy... Don't even think about the force of the world, it seems that it can only be replaced by secondary energy!"
The force of the world transforms all things into beings. It is very miraculous, mysterious and mysterious, and it cannot be touched by heavenly beings.
Practitioners below the sixth level actually deal with the secondary energy form of the world's force.
Wu Ming has a lot of experience in this area. After all, he once collected the spiritual energy of all people in the Great Zhou World and created the Great Zhou Western Regions World.
"Luck, blood, nuclear energy, magnetism..."
He quickly went through the energy sources available in this world, and immediately nodded: "It seems that we can only collect spiritual energy?"
Compared with other forms of energy, spiritual energy is more in line with his requirements.
"It seems... about my future plan, I should also revise it!"
After secretly making up his mind, Wu Ming behaved like a normal person the next day, spending a pleasant vacation with his friends on the Red Coral Sea.
On the day of return, they came to the port pier again.
"Captain Victor, please forgive me!"
The yacht docked as scheduled, and Wu Ming looked at the captain and greeted him with a smile.
"It is an honor for all our crew members to serve you gentlemen and ladies!"
Victor stroked his chest and bowed to salute. This is a group of big benefactors who cannot be easily offended, especially the leader Steven, whose temperament and conversation are so unique that he almost thought he was some big nobleman or big chaebol. heirs.
"Go back!"
Vidi was carrying two large bags and was covered with various souvenirs: "I hope this time I won't encounter a storm or something. I don't want to have that kind of experience again."
Hearing his words, Wu Ming had a mocking smile on his lips.
Ghost ship
This is a good experimental subject!
…
Click! Click!
Hoo hoo! tick! tick!
Thunder and lightning danced wildly, strong winds howled, and amazing raindrops fell.
The god of fate seemed to have abandoned Viddy, and this poor little guy encountered another storm, almost vomiting his entire stomach.
"What's going on? Another storm!"
Victor was in the captain's room, and saw the navigator becoming very annoyed: "Captain, I have obviously checked all the sailing weather, and the probability of us encountering another tropical storm this season should be almost zero! "
"Perhaps, this is fate!"
He puffed out a smoke ring wisely, and suddenly smashed the tortoiseshell pipe in his hand: "Boys, move!"
"Captain, look!"
At this moment, a crew member pointed into the distance and shouted: "Ghost... ghost ship!"
"What?"
This time, even Victor lost his composure.
He lay on the edge of the window, looking at the fluorescent three-masted sailing ship slowly approaching, feeling that his whole body was not good: "Why? Why does it insist on chasing us?"
Woohoo!
No matter how the crew and passengers howled and screamed, the ghost ship was unaware and slowly moved forward.
A layer of black light was mixed in the black air, adding many shadowy figures on the decayed deck.
Their expressions are dull, their bodies are translucent, and the parts below their calves have disappeared without a trace. They are simply a group of ghosts and ghosts.
"Is it finally here?"
At this time, Wu Ming was wearing a raincoat and came to the deck. Even though the hull was shaking constantly, he walked as if walking on flat ground.
"Lord God Space!"
He stared at the numb wraith on the ship, and touched the center of his brow.
call out!
A ray of light emerged, the space of the main god opened, and a large number of ghosts on the ghost ship disappeared instantly.
In the next moment, within the space of the main god, a soul with a blank face emerged.
Most of their bodies were scarred and their limbs were mutilated. At this moment, a layer of white light fell to make up for their souls and bodies, and restored them to the state when they were healthy.
A kind of deep emotion was suddenly generated in their hearts, causing them to kneel down and sing praises of this miracle: "My Lord! You are the master of redemption, lead us into your kingdom of God, and let us gain a new life. Your way is in the world..."
Strictly speaking, the Lord God Dimension is something more mysterious than the True God Kingdom, but there is no flaw at all when it is used to impersonate the Kingdom of God.
Wu Ming just waved his hand, and all the thousands of high-quality ghosts on the ghost ship disappeared, and they were collected into the space of the Lord God, becoming an existence similar to a petitioner.
Obviously, the spiritual power generated by their prayers in the future will become the most basic source of power for the main god's space.
"It's just these, the quantity is far from enough... High-quality, but also to maintain their own immortal resentment, it is too rare in this world..."
Of course, Wu Ming didn't intend to use the main god's space directly as the construction of the kingdom of God, which is simply overkill.
In his vision, the separate space in the Kingdom of God is only used as a source of power and a reserve of spiritual energy, and it is the root secret of the entire space of the Lord God. Except for the dead soul petitioner, no reincarnation will be allowed at all. Those who know and approach.
"To explore the real world, nature must rely on living people, so it is also necessary to cultivate reincarnation!"
Wu Ming pondered: "Of course, relying on the kinetic energy generated by the petitioner alone can only maintain the operation of the lowest level of the main god's space. If you want to open a copy, even if it is the lowest level of unreal fairyland, you must spread it in large quantities. Human spiritual energy!"
The spiritual power produced by a living person far exceeds that of a dead soul petitioner.
After all, in this world, ordinary talents are the mainstream, not to mention the population explosion brought about by the steam revolution, in Wu Ming's view, they are the most precious wealth!
"Boat! Captain! The ghost ship has stopped, and the storm is gone!"
On the yacht, the crew stammered and spoke authentically.
"I can see it!"
Victor pushed the crew aside and came to the deck.
"Mr. Steven, why are you here? It's dangerous?"
"Actually, I just want to meet this ghost ship!"
In front of Wu Ming, the ghost ship had completely lost its aura, no different from a dilapidated three-masted sailing ship.