Chapter 990: She Is Too Awkward, I Can't Help It (Two in One)

At this moment, in front of the television.

The Deep Blue creature smiled, as if confiding, and continued, "I'm still refining my path at the weak ninth-tier, already over a hundred thousand years old, still honing my perfect foundation. I hope one day I can break through... I just hope I don't die of old age."

"Aren't you immortal?" Biqiu asked again. He felt the other party was good at building relationships, discussing personal matters to draw closer and gain sympathy.

"Alas, only the Three Great Celestial Venerables and a few of their direct disciples possess the legendary 'Time' talent. They can halt the flow of time for us, and the place where time is still is called 'Abyssal Blue.' We have to stay there for our lives not to age... But how can we stay there indefinitely, with them stopping time for us for free?"

The Deep Blue creature shook its head with a bitter smile.

"We have to go out on missions, explore ruins, and exchange sufficient treasures to earn enough time... to stay inside."

If they don't have enough points, they can't enter "Abyssal Blue," and they would die of old age outside.

At this moment, while they are outside performing missions, exploring ruins, and evaluating planets, they are constantly aging.

Only the 107 true cultivators, who form the Standing Committee, remain high above, mysterious and unfathomable, able to reside continuously in "Abyssal Blue" and enjoy the stillness of time...

And they are not idle beneficiaries either.

The tasks they receive do not require them to go outside; their sole mission is to constantly cover the entire subspace, the Deep Blue Divine Realm, with high-dimensional spacetime.

Regardless of whether they are strong or weak, even the Three Great Abyssal Blue Celestial Venerables, everyone serves as a cog in the civilization's intricate machinery. This precise operation allows the entire civilization to survive for over 500,000 years in an extremely "reasonable" and "effective" manner.

In fact, if the two of them advanced further, they would completely escape death, become part of the committee, and move towards a truly boundless future.

Theoretically, those who become one of the 107 Perpetual Motion Beings can reliably break through to the tenth tier.

But that's just in theory...

Even though being in Abyssal Blue means not having to worry about lifespan, the cultivation speed is only 2. This means that a ninth-tier cultivator, no matter how talented, who could theoretically break through to the tenth tier in 100,000 years, would need fifty times that amount—five million years—to theoretically reach the tenth tier.

But that's only for the most theoretically gifted; for them, it would certainly take much longer!

Who would choose this path if they weren't lacking in aptitude?

Following the normal path is naturally better: around 8,000 years to fully develop four genes and break through to the ninth tier, then 100,000 years at the ninth tier to directly break through to the tenth tier!

It's precisely because they lack confidence that they choose this route!

That's why they value "Viola" so highly; the points she can earn are enough for them to stay in "Abyssal Blue" for a long time, without needing to go out on missions.

Upon seeing this, Xu Zhi's expression turned peculiar.

"Perpetual motion beings? I'd say they're perpetually frozen beings, wouldn't you?"

"No wonder this civilization has thrived until now, and why the Three Great Celestial Venerables even believe they might transcend and achieve ultimate cosmic power. It's because they control core technology; this bloodline is fascinating... it can temporarily grant 'immortality' to other creatures..."

"So, they're not at all afraid of spies infiltrating. Even if you're a spy, you'll be driven by self-interest and have to work for them! You'll develop the entire alliance, becoming one of the super cogs in this vast world."

Even Xu Zhi felt this bloodline was truly shameless.

Staying in that state, your cultivation speed is only 1/50th of the normal rate, which means enduring an unimaginably long period of time.

For instance, those complete ninth-tier cultivators who only break through after two or three hundred thousand years—are they happy? Have they finally made it?

They still have to work for at least five million years to even have a chance to break through to the tenth tier!

Five million years....

This civilization has only existed for 570,000 years....

That's quite an overly ambitious promise.

"Good aptitude is nothing compared to a good birth. The innate racial bloodlines create too vast a disparity... The Abyssal Blue race, for example, controls time stagnation and can stand at the very pinnacle."

This is why all the players yearn for a "good reincarnation"—it's too important to be born at the world's peak. Their previous reincarnations had them working relentlessly, evolving increasingly powerful potential species.

'But this civilization is too shameless, too pitiful...'

Even Xu Zhi couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. He had never seen such a shameless civilization. "I truly wish I could rescue them from their suffering and bring them into my embrace."

But Xu Zhi was just saying it.

A civilization over 500,000 years old, with just its 107 Standing Committee members, was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

From an objective standpoint, this civilization indeed had the potential to break through to the tenth tier; perhaps it could even be the progenitor of the next iron-based life.

"Any civilization with the potential for the tenth tier is truly extraordinary and defies common sense." Xu Zhi profoundly realized this point.

At this moment.

Walking down the street, Lan Erman continued to explain with a smile:

"You should know, not just any species from a life-bearing planet can join us; only those with special potential. However, naturally occurring powerful lifeblood species are incredibly rare. The very existence of a life-bearing planet in the universe is a miracle, and for powerful bloodlines to evolve within that life is an even greater miracle of miracles..."

Viola was deeply shocked by the explanation.

These cosmic beings were terrifying. As someone extremely intelligent herself, her selection was not surprising, and she couldn't help but think to herself:

It's a good thing I'm a Magical Girl with powerful aptitude; otherwise, there wouldn't be any special treatment for me.

Just then, a black, muddy creature slowly approached from a distance, emanating an extremely sinister aura. It said, "Lan Erman, bringing another newcomer?"

"Get lost. You can't lay a hand on this female creature; she possesses mysterious power..." The leading Deep Blue creature said with a look of disgust.

"What a pity..."

The black muddy creature looked at Viola with a regretful expression, as if trying to see through her, its gaze burning. "Mysterious power, eh? Looks like you're in luck, you found a powerful race... Why didn't I find one? Little girl, if you want to gain power, you can choose to come to me..."

The muddy creature turned and left, followed by several bizarre biological apprentices.

Biqiu hovered in the sky, his camera zoomed in on the muddy creature, and he muttered, "Who was that? He looks so much like a big villain, completely out of nowhere."

"That guy specializes in targeting biological species with little potential..." Lan Erman smiled. "After evaluation, many life forms are found to have weak bloodlines... This dark wizard finds them and entices them into gene modification and bloodline improvement, hoping that some miracle might occur, turning them into formidable combatants... His race specifically studies this. However, life is the most mysterious thing; apart from natural evolution, any modification or fusion of bloodlines invariably leads to genetic instability and various defects."

"Is there a way for bloodlines to evolve naturally, then?" the young boy beside them asked.

"How is that possible?"

Lan Erman shook his head. "Do you know how long biological evolution takes? For a species to evolve to maturity, it takes at least tens of millions of years... Our civilization has only existed for just over 500,000 years... The evolution of life is the universe's most magnificent, irreplaceable, and greatest miracle! The history of biological evolution is the root of all life in the cosmos! The source of all miracles and hope. If such an existence truly existed, one capable of creating the origin of the universe, then it would be at an unimaginably grand height. From my current level of knowledge, if such a being existed, it would undoubtedly be an incredible tenth-tier entity, or even far beyond the tenth tier, having created a gene that could make the entire universe tremble with its unknown power."

At this moment, a voice came from nearby.

"That's not a gene, nor a creature, nor a race... It's some kind of obscure concept—it's the Creator God."

Both were startled and turned to see that the speaker was Biqiu, the small pet.

"Creator God?"

Lan Erman looked completely bewildered.

He was utterly dumbfounded, then shook his head, saying no more.

"Cough, cough, cough. Let's get back to that villainous muddy creature. He performs evil biological experiments; isn't that wicked?" Biqiu asked, "Don't you stop them?"

Lan Erman shook his head. "How vast is the Abyssal Blue Divine Realm? There are all sorts of races here. The Three Great Celestial Venerables are very tolerant, extremely lenient towards any supernatural system... as long as it doesn't severely cross the line."

"What is that line?"

"Forcing, secretly killing other civilizations on this land, and resisting the cultivation of technological paths... We are a purely supernatural divine plane."

As Biqiu broadcasted, the players watching the scene became thoughtful.

It seemed even more lenient than they had imagined.

But it was also to be expected; how could such beings concern themselves with trivial matters? Moreover, allowing civilization to develop with maximum freedom was the best choice.

"So our civilization can also survive here without interference?" Biqiu suddenly asked with a wink.

"Yes, you have complete freedom," Lan Erman replied with a smile.

Biqiu immediately became excited. This meant...

Just then, the black muddy creature from afar returned, followed by a strange, weak creature. It chuckled, "This life form you brought back, is it roughly fifth-tier level?

It's truly hard to imagine a twenty-something fifth-tier genius appearing on a native planet, at such a young age, with what appears to be a very strange, unknown bloodline. I'll be in charge of this test battle, and I've brought one of my newly modified fifth-tier apprentices. Is that alright?"

The black muddy wizard remained very interested in Viola.

"Naturally," Lan Erman did not refuse; this was perfectly normal and reasonable.

"Please enlighten me."

A strange humanoid creature with vivid red veins pulsating on its shoulders slowly walked out. "I come from a planet that has just begun to develop low-level technology."

"Please enlighten me," Viola quickly replied.

The two bowed to each other and began to act.

Gradually, powerful beings gathered around the plaza, encircling it and watching the scene with keen interest.

After all, Lan Erman and his companion were very powerful weak ninth-tier cultivators, having already mastered the path of 100 laws and currently refining four genes. They were among those close to joining the Supreme Perpetual Motion Committee.

Instantly, a brilliant light enveloped the area.

"Oh, great God of Round Principles, please bestow your divine power upon me..."

Viola, already accustomed to the routine from her previous attempt, took out her staff and slowly floated upwards. Her body glowed with colorful light, spotlights shone down on her head, and exquisite, shimmering garments enveloped her.

"Magical Girl, transform!!!"

The vein-covered youth opposite her was somewhat stunned.

Were these flashy movements, foolish techniques, and slogans, and such an unnecessarily elaborate battle initiation, meant to humiliate him?

He instantly flared with rage and charged forward.

"If hope is given, an equal measure of despair is destined to be paid—this is the very structure of us Magical Girls... Bloom! Flower of Flame!"

Viola let out a soft cry. Her graceful movements were like the most beautiful musical notes, offering a delightful and pleasing spectacle.

What was this?

What kind of system was this?

Had their legacy been broken? How could it be so...

The powerful beings around them were somewhat dumbfounded.

"If one lives only for oneself, then one must bear everything oneself," Viola said, her voice touching, her expression gentle. "I stake my courage, integrity, and life. Wicked witch, get out of this world! Wind, Flowers, Snow, Moon – Revised!"

The vein-covered youth opposite was utterly enraged.

This person was clearly toying with him. Such elaborate and ridiculous moves, as cumbersome as a dance, accompanied by embarrassing slogans when attacking—was this meant to humiliate him?

"Die!"

He unleashed his true combat power.

But when they clashed head-on, he quickly felt his scalp tingle. What kind of move was this? It was so ridiculous and illogical, yet its power was unexpectedly formidable.

Viola, with a gentle and melancholic expression, floated softly in the air, saying,

"If Magical Girls are born from hope, then witches are born from curses. Magical Girls spread hope, witches spread despair... This is the culmination of all my hope—behold my move!"

The vein-covered youth roared in utter fury, being beaten back step by step and feeling utterly humiliated. Finally, he couldn't help but shriek, roaring hysterically, "I surrender! Who's next for evaluation? Hurry up!"

Under the bombardment of various dazzling spells, the vein-covered youth immediately turned and fled, scurrying away with his head covered, dodging all attacks. "She's too embarrassing! I can't take it anymore!"