Chapter 591 Sure enough, it’s all a routine that our ancestors were tired of playing.
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
Although the God of the Trash Can died a very sad death.
Chunchun died from the dimensionality reduction attack.
However, before his death, he also showed some of his special characteristics.
For example, he can control the growth rate of mildew.
If we look at it from the perspective of this world, we should not treat those molds and bacteria as a collection of different small worlds.
The God of Trash Cans, then, is not just a god who ascended from the small world, but is also the master of these mildew spots.
In other words, the body of the Trash Can God is those mold spots, and the green-faced fangs he shows are his soul.
The God of the Trash Can uses his soul to control his moldy body, thereby achieving strange ways of movement.
This is something Jack has witnessed firsthand.
Thinking so...
"Soul, there's nothing more to say about this. Treat each small universe as a part of your own body and completely integrate it?"
Jack thought of this quickly.
The human body is a very complex structure, containing various nervous tissues and various flesh and blood organs.
But all of this is actually the product of the organic combination of granulocytes.
If you think of bacteria as cells and then build your own body...
It doesn't seem to be impossible.
"It's just that with such a deep union, when the body is finished, he will definitely die." Jack now understood why the God of Trash Can died so easily.
There was no way, the mold spots were his body. When all these mold spots were dealt with by the middle-aged woman, the god of trash cans was directly hit hard.
No longer able to carry his soul, he died.
Jack has seen too many things about what will happen when the body dies but the soul remains alive.
To be honest, unless the god of trash cans has a way to directly seize the body or reincarnate.
Otherwise, there is definitely only one outcome.
The soul waits to die until all is gone.
This is the root cause of Liangliang, the god of trash cans.
The physical body he relied on was gone, so he felt cold.
Even if he is a god in the small world, that is still a matter of the small world.
In this higher-dimensional world, he really doesn't even care.
In fact, the death of the God of Trash Cans is not too painful.
If you think about it differently, a being like a middle-aged woman should be described as an innate god.
Although she is just an ordinary person in this world, to the existence of the small world, she is an innate god.
A single movement can kill the little world.
Just like when Jack was still in the small world, no matter how weak the Muggles were, as long as they were given operational authority, they could completely control the life and death of digital beings.
It's a pure dimensionality reduction attack.
"The combination of soul and small world..."
Jack suddenly thought of something else.
Before he traveled through time, he had read too many online articles.
Among countless online articles, there is a genre called Honghuangliu.
Yes, that's the prehistoric one where Hongjun could unite with the Tao and control all the power of life and death.
Look at it from another angle.
Isn’t this the fusion of self-awareness and the cosmic world?
Think of the entire universe as your own body?
"Sure enough, these are all tricks that our ancestors were tired of playing."
When he thought of this, Jack couldn't help but spit.
Now, it's hard to say whether he is happy or disappointed.
It can only be said that our ancestors have all gone through and played all the tricks in this world.
He just did it again.
"So, merging small worlds into a body is a serious approach, but there are a lot of small worlds to integrate."
Jack calmed down and continued to think.
"Hey, no, it can also simply integrate into a small world."
He had a flash of inspiration and thought of this.
I used to think about using the small world as cells to build a new body.
But, it's not necessary.
According to the routine of our ancestors, a small world is enough.
Yes, just a small world, or rather, just a bacterium.
Although just one small world is a bit small, it can become larger by swallowing other small worlds.
As long as you keep swallowing it, you can keep getting bigger.
relatively……
Because he uses the small world as his body, his body actually keeps getting bigger as the small world grows.
until...
Become as big as the people in the upper world.
even bigger.
"Wait a minute, could this be... ascension?"
Jack suddenly thought of this.
Researchers once said that the existing methods of ascending to the gods and ascending dimensions are just things they derived through rational analysis.
It has the flaw that it can only allow one person to ascend the dimension, and it cannot allow the entire race and entire civilization to ascend together.
The real way to ascend the dimension may have to wait for Jack to find it in the upper world.
Now it seems that what the researchers said is correct.
Jack now has some ideas about ascending the world.
Regardless of whether it is right or not, at least it can change the status quo, right?
"So, I have to contact Hermione first?"
Jack was a little dumbfounded.
"Then, let her integrate the resources of the entire empire into the same small world and wait for me to integrate?"
At first glance, the method seems simple.
But the problem is...
He couldn't contact Hermione.
The flow rate of time between the two parties is fundamentally different.
How to contact?
You know, before he officially completed the dimension upgrade, while he was still sitting on the Golden Throne, more than ten days had passed in the blink of an eye.
The time flow rate ratio is so large.
I'm afraid that if he says a word to the country, the other side will only hear a long, meaningless, monotonous sound, and they have no idea what he is talking about.
"Forget it, why not just find a small world to merge with, and then slowly devour other small worlds after success."
Jack could only think of this last resort at the moment.
It's a bit like treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Although he thinks this method is quite practical.
I just don’t know what impact it will have on the small world.
Especially what kind of changes will happen when it devours other small worlds.
"Now that we've reached this point, we can't worry about so much anymore."
Jack couldn't wait any longer.
Although the Trash Can God died by himself due to an accident, there was no need for him to take action.
But doesn't this mean that this higher-dimensional world is very dangerous?
Those higher-dimensional beings, every one of them, are absolutely dangerous.
Let alone a middle-aged woman, I'm afraid a UV light would kill him.
In such a dangerous place, how can one think ahead and think over and over again?
"Hurry up and pick one and fuse it immediately!"
Jack is a person with high mobility. He does what he says and immediately picks a bacteria that looks pleasing to the eye, or in other words, a small world.
Then, clumsily try to blend.
If I do this, do I look like a low-end version of Hongjun?
An inexplicable thought flashed through my heart.
And quickly disappeared without a trace.
Chunchun died from the dimensionality reduction attack.
However, before his death, he also showed some of his special characteristics.
For example, he can control the growth rate of mildew.
If we look at it from the perspective of this world, we should not treat those molds and bacteria as a collection of different small worlds.
The God of Trash Cans, then, is not just a god who ascended from the small world, but is also the master of these mildew spots.
In other words, the body of the Trash Can God is those mold spots, and the green-faced fangs he shows are his soul.
The God of the Trash Can uses his soul to control his moldy body, thereby achieving strange ways of movement.
This is something Jack has witnessed firsthand.
Thinking so...
"Soul, there's nothing more to say about this. Treat each small universe as a part of your own body and completely integrate it?"
Jack thought of this quickly.
The human body is a very complex structure, containing various nervous tissues and various flesh and blood organs.
But all of this is actually the product of the organic combination of granulocytes.
If you think of bacteria as cells and then build your own body...
It doesn't seem to be impossible.
"It's just that with such a deep union, when the body is finished, he will definitely die." Jack now understood why the God of Trash Can died so easily.
There was no way, the mold spots were his body. When all these mold spots were dealt with by the middle-aged woman, the god of trash cans was directly hit hard.
No longer able to carry his soul, he died.
Jack has seen too many things about what will happen when the body dies but the soul remains alive.
To be honest, unless the god of trash cans has a way to directly seize the body or reincarnate.
Otherwise, there is definitely only one outcome.
The soul waits to die until all is gone.
This is the root cause of Liangliang, the god of trash cans.
The physical body he relied on was gone, so he felt cold.
Even if he is a god in the small world, that is still a matter of the small world.
In this higher-dimensional world, he really doesn't even care.
In fact, the death of the God of Trash Cans is not too painful.
If you think about it differently, a being like a middle-aged woman should be described as an innate god.
Although she is just an ordinary person in this world, to the existence of the small world, she is an innate god.
A single movement can kill the little world.
Just like when Jack was still in the small world, no matter how weak the Muggles were, as long as they were given operational authority, they could completely control the life and death of digital beings.
It's a pure dimensionality reduction attack.
"The combination of soul and small world..."
Jack suddenly thought of something else.
Before he traveled through time, he had read too many online articles.
Among countless online articles, there is a genre called Honghuangliu.
Yes, that's the prehistoric one where Hongjun could unite with the Tao and control all the power of life and death.
Look at it from another angle.
Isn’t this the fusion of self-awareness and the cosmic world?
Think of the entire universe as your own body?
"Sure enough, these are all tricks that our ancestors were tired of playing."
When he thought of this, Jack couldn't help but spit.
Now, it's hard to say whether he is happy or disappointed.
It can only be said that our ancestors have all gone through and played all the tricks in this world.
He just did it again.
"So, merging small worlds into a body is a serious approach, but there are a lot of small worlds to integrate."
Jack calmed down and continued to think.
"Hey, no, it can also simply integrate into a small world."
He had a flash of inspiration and thought of this.
I used to think about using the small world as cells to build a new body.
But, it's not necessary.
According to the routine of our ancestors, a small world is enough.
Yes, just a small world, or rather, just a bacterium.
Although just one small world is a bit small, it can become larger by swallowing other small worlds.
As long as you keep swallowing it, you can keep getting bigger.
relatively……
Because he uses the small world as his body, his body actually keeps getting bigger as the small world grows.
until...
Become as big as the people in the upper world.
even bigger.
"Wait a minute, could this be... ascension?"
Jack suddenly thought of this.
Researchers once said that the existing methods of ascending to the gods and ascending dimensions are just things they derived through rational analysis.
It has the flaw that it can only allow one person to ascend the dimension, and it cannot allow the entire race and entire civilization to ascend together.
The real way to ascend the dimension may have to wait for Jack to find it in the upper world.
Now it seems that what the researchers said is correct.
Jack now has some ideas about ascending the world.
Regardless of whether it is right or not, at least it can change the status quo, right?
"So, I have to contact Hermione first?"
Jack was a little dumbfounded.
"Then, let her integrate the resources of the entire empire into the same small world and wait for me to integrate?"
At first glance, the method seems simple.
But the problem is...
He couldn't contact Hermione.
The flow rate of time between the two parties is fundamentally different.
How to contact?
You know, before he officially completed the dimension upgrade, while he was still sitting on the Golden Throne, more than ten days had passed in the blink of an eye.
The time flow rate ratio is so large.
I'm afraid that if he says a word to the country, the other side will only hear a long, meaningless, monotonous sound, and they have no idea what he is talking about.
"Forget it, why not just find a small world to merge with, and then slowly devour other small worlds after success."
Jack could only think of this last resort at the moment.
It's a bit like treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Although he thinks this method is quite practical.
I just don’t know what impact it will have on the small world.
Especially what kind of changes will happen when it devours other small worlds.
"Now that we've reached this point, we can't worry about so much anymore."
Jack couldn't wait any longer.
Although the Trash Can God died by himself due to an accident, there was no need for him to take action.
But doesn't this mean that this higher-dimensional world is very dangerous?
Those higher-dimensional beings, every one of them, are absolutely dangerous.
Let alone a middle-aged woman, I'm afraid a UV light would kill him.
In such a dangerous place, how can one think ahead and think over and over again?
"Hurry up and pick one and fuse it immediately!"
Jack is a person with high mobility. He does what he says and immediately picks a bacteria that looks pleasing to the eye, or in other words, a small world.
Then, clumsily try to blend.
If I do this, do I look like a low-end version of Hongjun?
An inexplicable thought flashed through my heart.
And quickly disappeared without a trace.
