-one question.
If a strong person could create millions and billions of creatures with wisdom and independent personalities in an instant, they would be exactly the same as naturally born creatures... no, even more perfect and more powerful than naturally born creatures. Beautiful, no side effects whatsoever.
So, does such a strong man still need the burden of civilization
In other words, since he already has this kind of great power, splitting into billions of thoughts, then whether it is a mental barrier or something else, he can definitely break through it easily, and he doesn't need help from others at all. Creating intelligent life to assist oneself is simply unnecessary.
For a warrior who is fighting the evil god, he doesn't care about the answer to this question. He looks forward to the future of civilization, just as he looks forward to the unknown powerful enemy.
But without civilization, he can move forward alone. He minds and doesn't like this, but it essentially has no impact on him... In a sense, he may be more indifferent than the emperor.
Because for Amos the Great, the answer to that question was 'of course'.
"I like you very much."
The giant golden eyes did not speak, and there was no falsehood in his words: "I have been raising children for so many years, how can I have no feelings? Even if the tools I use are broken, the most I can do is put them away, and It will not be thrown away or destroyed. You don’t have to worry that I will sit back and watch the Amos people be exterminated by the extreme virus. Before that, I will collect some valuable Amos people and keep them."
"Probably just reach the commander level. Haha, it's almost the same as before. But maybe after removing most of the inferior population, you will develop faster."
"Speaking of which, it's really distressing. Those Thakur bastards are really not weak. For so many years, I have been unable to break through the blockade of their 'infinite source of changeable divine energy'. This time, the extreme virus finally caused them to have civil strife. As a result, you also got infected.”
Looking at Elma who was almost speechless, the giant golden eyes gave a prompt: "Tell that Mrs. Mike Rowe about this. If you don't know how, I can leave a message."
He clearly used Elma and Krelle as tools to convey messages to Joshua.
"Great Emperor..."
At this time, Elma's mind was in a mess. She knew very well that she had guessed this a long time ago, but she still couldn't accept it when she heard Emperor Amos admit it personally. Whether they are Amos or humans, they will feel that they can accept it before facing a too terrible impact, but when they really face the impact, they will realize how fragile the defenses in their hearts are.
"Cheer up, Elma!"
Fortunately, Kraler was in Elma's body at this time. When he realized that Elma was about to collapse under the pressure and self-torture emanating from the Great Emperor's unconsciousness, he quickly gathered his strength to stimulate Elma to wake up as soon as possible.
"… Thanks."
Although Kreller's strength is not strong, with the blessing of the crisis management system, the weird extraordinary power can revive Elma from her confusion. She glanced at the human captain who was sighing gratefully, and then raised her head. At first, I saw the distracted and amused look in Emperor Amos's eyes.
"Is this the power of Mrs. Mike Rowe? Interesting structure, really interesting. Although the power is very weak, the 'priority' is very high. With such pure extraordinary power, he actually found the path leading to the end. Road? As expected of the ancestral race that descended from the Lost Galaxy, this gave me some inspiration."
He evaluated Joshua fairly and praised the other person's superb skills. The pleasure it brought him made him feel very good. Emperor Amos even rolled his giant eyes to express his joy.
At this time, Elma was looking at this absolutely powerful man who was above the royal court, with a simple thought flashing in her heart.
"What kind of past did he have to be like this..."
"Even the Great Emperor should have times when he is weak..."
The answer is no.
The giant golden eyes forgave the random thoughts of his people, and because he was in a good mood, he answered the question.
-I was born strong.
When I was born, I had far more magic and ether than my father.
He wanted to kill me when I was still an infant, but he failed and died due to the shock of my natural etheric stance.
When I was born on the third day, I had already mastered the language of the Amos people, understood the current political situation, and began to take over power, preparing to conquer the weak around me.
"I have never been weak, Elma. Only the weak are weak, and the strong are always strong."
Under the giant golden eye, a tentacle made of ether flow stretched out. This tentacle was slender, but huge. Compared to the giant eye, it couldn't be any thinner, but to Elma, it was eighteen years old. Kilometers thick, like a wall, it collapsed towards the top of her head.
But this tentacle touched Elma's battleship body 'gently', just like humans would gently touch insects when they are in a good mood, trying to be as careful as possible not to crush them to death, curious and happy touching their carapace.
Juyan's eyes were soft: "I can see that you are very angry and unwilling, because you think my attitude is neglect and contempt. But this is normal. If I treat you with a reciprocal attitude, it will be a great sign. It’s weird, that’s what’s worth being weird about.”
"I can be angry, I can be calm, I can take things seriously, I can do anything seriously - but that is all for the strong people who can match me. Because of their existence, I feel that my life is meaningful... And you are me While looking for strong people, I create lives that are pleasing to the eye and pass the time.”
- People need to inherit, need to gather people, need to work together, and have children because people will die.
Because he will die, he needs a successor. Because we will die, we must gather together to avoid dying due to accidents. Because we are mortal, we need to communicate with each other, cooperate with each other, divide labor, and work together to build a larger, more stable, and less likely to die group.
That is civilization.
Collective progress is the path towards the goal of 'not dying'. Although with the development of civilization, 'not dying accidentally' becomes easier and simpler, so the goal of individuals in civilization becomes 'better'. Live', 'make life more valuable', even to the point of 'pursuing the meaning of personal existence', 'pursuing the unknown and the truth'.
But it's like a pyramid built on the foundation - the lowest level, the largest goal, is 'immortality'.
"People need inheritance because they will die, and because people are not immortal, they need descendants and inheritance."
The giant golden eyes patiently described the thoughts of being a 'human' to the insect ant. He did not pray for a life that could not even achieve immortality to understand him, but who wouldn't talk to himself? What's more, that little bug is quite interesting. She actually doubts, resists, and wants to betray herself. Oh my God, this is so novel. It's as surprising as finding a glowing diamond in a pile of stones. .
Really, there hasn’t been such an interesting little guy in tens of thousands of years.
"But I don't need it. For me, the so-called civilization is just the placenta that ensures that I can conceive, be born, and grow up smoothly. Now that I have matured and reached perfection, the placenta will be thrown away."
"But as I said before, I like you, and I miss you too."
An ultimate creature that is immortal, immortal, possesses great power, has infinite thoughts, is one and complete, is completely integrated into one, can prey on galaxies, and can destroy the world with just one thought. Naturally, it does not need the encumbrance of a collective.
He is selfish and self-centered, but he can also be selfless and dedicated. He can destroy billions of worlds for himself and sweep away other civilizations and intelligent life like garbage. He can also protect a race for tens of thousands of years just because he is in a good mood and looks pleasing to the eye. , and even allow the other person to live in one's body, just like allowing cats and dogs to crawl around on one's body.
You can have whatever you want, and no one can check or balance whatever you want. Good and evil, good and evil, and all the concepts that describe people cannot be forced on this kind of life. They are unrestrained.
Because it is called 'the immortal beast that does whatever it wants'.
Elma was speechless. It was precisely because she was awakened by Kreller that she could clearly understand Emperor Amos and understand the other person's thoughts more and more. She suddenly felt that she was ridiculous. Her previous treatment of Emperor Amos All the accusations are ridiculous and disgusting.
What’s even more ridiculous is the Amos people. They have actually lived with such ultimate creatures for tens of thousands of years, and even developed such a developed civilization. Hahahaha, the Amos people should really say thank you sincerely to the emperor. , saying sorry, because he actually generously took out his shell and gave it to these little bugs to use as their capital for such a long time.
The emperor is really a good man.
He deserves to be admired and worshiped.
"Yes, the help that we Amos people brought to the emperor is not directly proportional to the help that the emperor brought to us Amos people... It's so ridiculous, so ridiculous... "
Elma smiled miserably, but the giant golden eye had already left, and it sank into the nebula sky above the tower. Watching this scene, she weakly raised her tentacles and waved them: "What am I unwilling to do, what am I dissatisfied with... Why do I want to rebel..."
It turns out that all my unwillingness, all my anger, all my annoyance and confusion are all because I am too weak... I am too weak and cannot even understand the Emperor.
At this moment, an invisible wave began to spread in the nebula sky and even the entire royal court dome.
Emperor Amos fulfilled Elma's wish—he began to spread his power and expel the extreme virus fluctuations in the entire Amos Court.
It's nothing difficult, it's nothing more than general cleaning. He can also clean up the 'dust' accumulated in the royal court and clean out some useless debris of the broken world.
Of course, the former is easy to achieve because he has so many clones, while the latter takes longer and may take a long time to complete, but this is not important. What he lacks most is time.
Elma and Krelle were sent away from the inner circle, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared in the dome of the royal court without even realizing what was going on.
"At least it's a good thing."
Krelle, who had no choice but to comfort him: "Think about it, not only are we not dead, but Emperor Amos also took action to eliminate the extreme virus - no matter how you think about it, our goal has been completely achieved."
"… yes."
Elma steeled herself and responded, her tone confused: "Our goal has been achieved... At least the Royal Court of Amos is safe... It can't be said that, after all, the Emperor is here, when has it not been safe?"
It's just a few people dying, it's not a big deal.
She laughed at herself.
Seeing Elma like this, Krelle felt very sad.
When Elma was just revived, what the human captain saw was a strong Amos man who was strong-minded, independent, had his own goals, was actually a good person, and was willing to think about others. For the sake of other people and the future of the Amos people, she will choose to try to get rid of the influence of Emperor Amos, try to rebel and leave, and survive independently in the multiverse.
She had careful plans and perfect preparations. If it hadn't been for the extreme plague, she would have taken action long ago - but because of the extreme plague, because the extreme plague would kill tens of billions of Amos people, she gave up. I gave up my ideals and instead tried to collect information and solve this problem.
Even if she is an Amosian and not Mrs. Michael Rowe, this is worthy of respect, because she has not attempted to seek greater benefits for herself by 'hurting others'. Even if she resurrects herself, it is nothing more. For win-win cooperation.
That was a very attractive foreign woman.
Instead of looking like this now, obviously the goal has been accomplished, but still feeling decadent and confused.
Alas, he sighed and realized with a wry smile that his problem was the same as Elma's - she couldn't do anything because she was too weak, and he couldn't help her because he was too weak.
But at least the problem is solved.
But, is the problem really solved
After a while, Elma, who dragged her void battleship to a certain void port and was alone in a daze, connected with her spirit and wanted to cheer her up, and suddenly received a message.
"Elma, the area around the frontier void settlement where you lived before has been invaded by the extreme plague again. We are organizing people to evacuate. Originally, we should have moved the supplies and movable houses together, but your residence is illegal. The formation blockade is too strong and we won’t be able to break it for a while, so we can only leave it in place.”
"Let me tell you, lest you be unprepared when you go back later, even if the commander-level will not be eroded by the extreme virus, you should still be careful of possible extreme creatures - I know you killed one, but you rarely encounter such monsters. A once is a once, right?”
"Kuros, stay."
Kuros was the Royal Guard who worked with Elma on the border of the Royal Court to move the void settlement infected by the extreme plague to the gathering area. He could also be regarded as an acquaintance of Elma. He seems to be still there. He was responsible for the plague-related matters in that area. After learning about it, he casually told this old friend who he thought had just met the emperor and was now in hot demand.
"… what happened?"
Elma's originally blank expression gradually became vivid, and her tone slowly changed from toneless, to incredible, and finally to unbelievable: "Ultimate plague?"
"Has the fluctuation of the extreme virus been completely eliminated by Emperor Amos?!"
Elma, who didn't believe what she heard at all, turned around and looked lifeless under Creller's shocked gaze. She immediately spread her communication wings and began to frantically connect hundreds of bands, heading towards many different channels. Regional liaison - part of it is asking acquaintances, part of it is obtaining information directly based on your own authority, and part of it is simply confirming whether there is a reply.
Soon, shocking results emerged.
"It is true that there is no limit to the spread of the plague within the royal court... But there is no change at the border - no, I heard them say that it did ease for a short period of time, but soon the plague recurred again... "
Elma raised her head in shock. She tried her best to look at the distant star dome and the clone of Emperor Amos in the center of the distant star dome. She finally understood, "Expelling the people in the royal court." What's going on with Extreme Virus'.
The emperor really expelled the extreme virus from the royal court.
But he did not continue to protect the royal court and continued to expel.
Yes - how normal, Emperor Amos, originally wanted to use extreme viruses to test the potential of the Amos people - he said it himself!
Elma made a wish, so he expelled them, but if the plague came back from the border again, it wouldn't be his fault... What's more, Elma didn't have this wish.
-Don't be too greedy, little one.
In Elma's ears, the voice of the Emperor vaguely appeared. She understood that the Emperor would never take action again... She even said that he was very happy because he could watch his favorite virus-eroded plot again. It's like watching a zombie movie, so fresh.
After all, the extreme Amos people are very novel, very cute, and really interesting, aren't they
"Everything... everything is in vain."
"It's all in vain."
The world of stars, the center of the dark galaxy, where the spiral of contradictions lies.
Waving his black hole fist, Joshua indifferently pulled an evil god whose name was fixed in place by three layers of curtains into the center of his black hole engine. It would not be destroyed for a while, but was in the two black holes. The huge gravitational force between them was torn to pieces, leaving no trace.
However, just when he started to set off again, preparing to cooperate with the triple curtain and continue to strangle those evil gods, he suddenly heard a voice. The voice made his hair stand on end and he turned around suddenly.
Then, he saw that an extremely long cocoon line had appeared in the center of the contradictory spiral, swinging leisurely in the vacuum, distorting the world around it.
The light is chaotic and the space is distorted. During the swing of this silk thread whose thickness cannot be seen at all, the space is like a building block made of squares. It disintegrates and collapses one after another, and then heals again - but in this process, in this area Inside, the nature of the world becomes fragile, and the strength of the world barrier begins to decline rapidly, just like someone stirring clotted cream with chopsticks. It is difficult at the beginning, but becomes easier and simpler.
"In vain."
Do as you please, immortal - the egotistical beast sighed and repeated: "Pointless resistance."
But what greets it is the 'virtual world' plus 'Strike Huashan' (black hole version).
"Is there any point in fighting?"
The black hole roared, and the violent force tore apart atoms, tore apart neutrons and protons, and sent the quarks flying and scattering. The light in the entire space and time was distorted into a messy and fragmented appearance. The gravity distorted the space and time, making the When bombarding the target, I felt that my time was accelerated in an instant, and I saw the birth and death of the universe and the decline of all things - this is not an exaggeration, but it is a fact.
Without thinking at all, he fired the attack cleanly, because Joshua didn't need a question at all, he already knew the answer.
significance? That kind of thing—
"We won't know until we fight."
The second update of yesterday's 10,000-word update... Forget it, I'm asking for a guaranteed monthly pass for a new month!
(End of chapter)