Charles sat on the sofa, silently waiting for something. There was no focus in the eyes of his current human body.
At this moment, his sight was already on the offspring who were sent to the center of the earth.
What exactly happened on the surface of the earth and how much time do we have left? These are all things we need to understand and explore.
The strange light above can distort humans, and the navy of Hope Island can't help.
His own body must block the hole, and the only ones who can do this job now are those strange offspring of his that have devoured his flesh and blood.
They had been baptized by Charles' flesh and blood, and although their appearances had become strange, their strength had greatly increased, and they could withstand the pollution of those lights.
With a "click", the visual signal was suddenly cut off without any warning.
Obviously, their power has greatly increased, only compared to the humans of Earthsea.
Faced with the now even more unpredictable Earth's center, they have little chance of winning.
Seeing his father raised his head, Shan Shan beside him asked with concern: "Dad, how is it this time?"
Charles shook his head slightly, but he did not feel any frustration in his heart. This was already the 15th batch, and failure didn't seem to be a big deal.
As he tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa, a deformed monster with three heads was teleported in front of Charles.
It has a nearly spherical torso, six limbs with crab-like claws at the ends, and three round, fish-like eyes distributed in a triangle on each of its three heads. In addition, it has a two-meter-long, obviously soft and flexible tongue.
I have to say, even compared to the current Charles, it looks very strange. This monster is also one of Charles's descendants, but he has no memory of it at all.
Charles never thought that the defective products created by the foundation would actually come in handy one day.
When some eyeballs grew out of its body, the offspring crawled along the tunnel towards the center of the earth.
Shanshan looked at his brother who was leaving with a complicated expression, "Dad, it will probably die anyway."
"Oh." Charles' voice was neither sad nor happy. Of course they would die. The original intention was to exchange their lives for information about the center of the earth.
"But they are your children, Dad. You'd better be careful. Your humanity is decreasing too quickly." A trace of worry appeared on Shanshan's face.
Charles looked at her in surprise. "My humanity is indeed decreasing, but I think it has nothing to do with humanity. I have never considered them as my own children."
"The creation of these things is wrong in itself. If they can provide a little value, it means that my life is not in vain."
Winky seemed about to say something else, but Charles had already turned his attention to the thing.
When the three spheres came to the surface, they found that a strong wind was blowing outside the giant pit. Combined with the flickering purple light in the sky, it was a complete doomsday scene.
Next to it is the huge pit fortress that was originally used to station troops on Hope Island. However, there is no fortress next to it now, only a strange forest made of mud, concrete, metal and flesh.
These substances stick to each other to form branches and trunks, and they tremble from time to time.
By the clothes mixed in with the tree trunks, it is obvious what the material of this forest is.
Charles's heir did not observe for too long. His will was now completely controlled by Charles, and he floated towards the purple light in the air.
Not long after it flew, accompanied by a whistling sound, a root hundreds of kilometers long fell weakly from the air and hit the ground heavily.
Who killed them? Whether this power can help him is also what Charles needs to find out.
After watching for a while, Charles left a mental hint in the offspring's mind to continue searching for the target, and then restored its control over his body.
It’s not that he didn’t want to monitor the whole process, but Charles realized that someone was looking for him, so he lay on the sofa and began to talk to himself.
"I haven't made any progress on my end, how are you doing?"
"Humans can't do that. If exposed to that kind of aura, they can't last more than three seconds. I've tried."
"Yeah, okay, I'll be right there."
After telling Shanshan not to run around and to stay at home, Charles switched his consciousness to his other human body.
This is the gathering point of multiple dimensions. Besides him, many Charles have come here.
Compared with the last gathering, there are a few fewer old faces and a few more new faces.
Those who didn't come were most likely unable to control their own will and completely became gods.
As time goes by, this kind of thing will happen more and more often, and maybe I will be the next one.
When he saw that the long table was already full of people, Charles, as the initial convener, tapped the table with his fingers and said, "Let's report each other's progress."
Charles is not the only one exploring what is happening at the center of the earth, but everyone is given a different set of plans to explore.
He wanted to use his numerical advantage to figure out what was happening at the center of the earth and where that distorted aura came from.
The idea is good, but the reality is cruel. Whether Charles used his own offspring to explore, or other people used various methods, no clues were found.
No matter how powerful Futan is, at least he can see what happened to 002 in the center of the earth. No one knows now.
The atmosphere in the room was somewhat dull, and every Charles had an expressionless face, which meant that they had made almost no progress during this period.
"Let me tell you in advance, I don't have much time. I can control it for 5 days at most. After 5 days, I will become a god, and you will have one less person to use." said a white-haired old Charles.
Charles looked up at everyone in front of him and said, "Let me make it short. Now the filing is almost ready. It may take a few days at the fastest and one or two years at the slowest. In this case, I think we can try a more radical approach."
Seeing everyone looking over, Charles continued, "I think the reason why we are not making any progress right now is not because of anything else, but simply because we don't have enough power. However, a huge amount of power and knowledge is like poison to us now, and it can make us become gods in an instant."
"If we want to break the impasse, we must find a way to increase our strength without shortening the time we can maintain our sanity."
"Can you say something valuable? My time is precious." The young man Charles showed a trace of impatience on his face.
"I got a hint of inspiration when I was looking at the sea some time ago. Do you know that there is a kind of jellyfish in the western sea called the giant hat jellyfish?"
(End of this chapter)