Chapter 935: Escape from the dream, extreme pain

Why do you want to do this.

J asked himself.

In fact, the answer is very simple, that is, he can't stand being raised.

Although the title of "God" sounds good, at the same time, in the huge scene of the main god space with countless people, he is at the top, and almost no one dares to disobey him.

However, no matter how big the scene is, it is arranged, and no matter how strong the "God" is, it is given.

It's just the most ferocious gladiator in the arena.

However, in the fierceness, isn't it still a gladiator, isn't it still a slave?

Aesos asked him.

Does J still have Q and K?

He answered, no.

Because J is Jack, a servant.

Q is Queen.

K is King.

If Q and K exist, then J is naturally the servant of Q and K.

J doesn't want to be a servant.

Since he doesn't want to be a servant, he is even more unwilling to be someone's gladiator.

And the new power can make him a god in reality, not just a god in the main god space.

This makes him eager.

Killing Aesos is also necessary.

He can leave the Federation and become an independent individual, without having to be assigned thrilling tasks every time. He can give himself a long vacation of 10,000 years, or even 100,000 years.

"That's life."

"The days in the main god space are too boring."

In fact, what really gave J such an idea was the four-dimensional space-time and the fall of the gods.

At that time, he knew that the gods died, and no god returned in the four-dimensional space.

The blood of the fallen gods was everywhere in the entire main god space.

At that time, J knew that "God" was just a tool that was not taken out for use.

"Tool consciousness, as long as I absorb enough, then I can become strong enough."

"Now there are only tens of thousands of warships, and the individual on the battlefield seems to be able to resist millions of ships. If I become stronger than him, why should civilization be a hindrance to me?"

One person resists tens of millions of warships.

You must know that the entire front line of the Federation only has 50 to 60 million warships.

In other words, he is enough to resist the entire Federation.

What a terrible power.

Just thinking about it is enough to make J tremble.

Even in the main god space, it is still a good strength.

Looking at the flesh and blood that are constantly dying in the culture dish, and the tool consciousnesses that are born one by one, J did not hesitate and took out a particle.

"Each particle is a tool consciousness."

"Each tool consciousness is as powerful as 10,000 ordinary consciousnesses."

"Although the consciousnesses I absorbed before are huge, they are also very messy. If you count carefully, each one's beliefs and emotions are not so prominent."

"But there is only one of these tool consciousnesses, and they are not much weaker than me."

J can absorb those consciousnesses because his own consciousness is strong.

Since he can be strong, why can't others?

What's more, this is something specially cultivated.

It's like one is a wild street fighting master, and the other is a professionally trained fighting expert. Who is stronger and who is weaker is really uncertain.

So J acted very cautiously.

He sent the consciousness into his body.

In fact, the fusion of consciousness itself requires something else, not just stuffing the consciousness into the body.

J has received the consciousness infusion of the main god space, and the corresponding device is already in his body.

The tool consciousness quickly merged into his consciousness.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Endless pain instantly spread to the depths of his heart.

He felt the extreme pain.

This was not physical pain, but spiritual pain.

In just one second, J burst into tears.

The pain of losing a loved one, the pain of humility, the pain of kindness, the pain of disappointment, the pain of having his wife taken away...

Countless pains were inflicted on him.

It was so intense that it was indescribable.

J thought that in the main god space, many mission scenes were already perverted enough.

But now he realized that the main god space was still mainly for training them, and these tool consciousnesses had truly experienced endless pain, and these pains had no chance of overturning at all.

All the pain gathered together, and it was a powerlessness.

Helpless pain.

Unchangeable pain.

In just a few seconds, J seemed to have gone through 100 lives.

He burst into tears, and if he hadn't urinated or defecated, he might have been incontinent now.

Ten seconds later, J slowly came back to his senses.

"This is really..."

He couldn't express what he felt.

Although the description is the pain of losing a loved one, the pain of being humble, the pain of kindness, the pain of disappointment, and the pain of having his wife taken away, what he accepted after all is consciousness, not memory.

These things only deepened his previous understanding of these pains, and they were extremely strong.

Unlike the hundreds of thousands of consciousnesses, there are always good emotions in the hundreds of thousands of consciousnesses, which can still be offset, but this one alone contains all the pain of hundreds of thousands of consciousnesses, and at the same time eliminates all happy and joyful emotions.

"If this kind of thing is used to punish, there is probably no more terrible punishment than this."

This is J's personal experience.

He can be a god who has survived in crisis for more than 100,000 years.

And he has absorbed hundreds of thousands of consciousnesses before.

He is still like this.

If it is an ordinary person, with a lifespan of hundreds of years.

I dare not imagine it.

It is estimated that this kind of pain in the heart can make him die of pain.

"Sure enough, there is no shortcut to success, just like this consciousness."

"Consciousness is composed of emotions. If these emotions are removed, it is like a thirsty person who wants to drink water, but the water in the bottle is dirty water. He doesn't want to drink dirty water, so he pours out all the dirty water."

"Similarly, if you want to absorb consciousness, you can't abandon these emotions. It's terrible."

J wanted to produce 100 million consciousnesses directly for him to absorb.

But now, he feels that he is too arrogant.

Let alone 100 million, even 100 would be enough for him.

This matter still needs to be done slowly.

"I have to go back and pass the message."

"There is no way to leave the Federation at this stage."

J packed up, destroyed the equipment and the entire spacecraft directly, and then put himself into a deep sleep again, heading towards the Federation military camp.

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