Chapter 863

The rock pillar forest has disappeared, leaving only the glazed flat soil layer on the original site. Now Shen Cong has made clear that the remnant of the rock pillar has been destroyed by a huge storm.

As for the body of the rock pillar, several magma elves have already died and lost their bodies. All the fire energy and particles absorbed by the magma have been collected by the collector installed by Shen Cong and condensed into a black mass. This mass of material is somewhat different from the fire fragments, more like a ball of powder.

After all, the fire fragments are directly separated from the fire of the violent star breaker, and the material collected by the collector is only the transformed fire seed particles, with different properties.

"Yes, the weight of a magma spirit, the size of a basketball sized piece of fire, is an excellent supplement to me. According to this progress collection, before long, I will be able to break through the super nine talents and enter the super ten talent standards Shen Cong collects the fire seed powder and prepares to find a stable place to swallow it slowly.

In this desolate world, loneliness always haunts his mind.

Only by constantly hunting, collecting, powerful and evolving, can he maintain his original heart and not go mad or lose his emotion completely and become a walking corpse.

The goal of evolution is to enable him to withstand all loneliness.

However, he will often think about what he will do in the future and what kind of existence he will become.

The life span of the fire in the universe is regardless of years. The violent star breaker does not know how long it has lived. The parasitic source manufacturing and causal research also do not know how long it has lived.

In their long life, they have lost a lot of things that represent "human nature" in Shen Cong's view.

Through the memory of mirage wing, he knows that these powerful stellar cosmic fires are the kind of "madmen" who are separated from each other in the pursuit of eternity.

Shen Cong doesn't mind becoming such a madman because he has completely got rid of the shackles of human beings and is ready to indulge in eternity.

However, if he can, he still hopes that he can have some joys and sorrows as a talent.

"If you don't even have emotions and emotions, I'm afraid there's no difference between me and a robot." Shen Cong leaves the underground magma chamber that has been emptied.

Search for the next location.

Now, occasionally, he would look back and take a look at the pictures he had taken on earth and look back on everything he had encountered along the way. I found that I really ignored a lot of beautiful scenery.

People and things, right and wrong.

Time has changed so many things, including ideas, principles and so on.

However, he did not regret this change. The fragile "human nature" is the thing to distinguish whether a person has a sound personality, but that is only relative to the weak human beings.

"I have now become the fire of the universe, from food to predator, from predator to observer, and in the future I will attack the Creator My identity is changing, and my vision will naturally change. The earth has already been unable to accommodate my mind. The universe is the background I need. "

Once Shen Cong hoped that he would not be polluted by the world and be his original self.

It's just that some changes are inevitable. Besides, it's not that he is polluted by the world, but he is going to change the other world. Although he didn't expect it, he chose this road, so he stopped thinking about whether he was right or wrong. He just wanted to go on and go to the end.

To witness a future that only exists in imagination.

……

Hard work.

There is no seasonal change in Lingqiu. The temperature is constant. The thick atmosphere is the best insulation measure. It is as hot at night as it is during the day.

The number of life bodies is rare, and the terrain change is simple.

This has brought quite a lot of convenience to Shen Cong's work. In the face of low-level life, there is no block in hunting. Collectors and catalytic converters were constantly installed in all parts of the spirit ball, and pieces of life were hunted and killed, and the resources of fireseeds were constantly collected in his hands.

As a result, his fire changed very quickly, and the internal combustion effect was better and better day by day. Judging by his talent, he had to climb every day.

Three months later.

Most of them are simple and easy to kill. Magma spirits, pus elves, rock elves and quicksand elves have died in large areas, and no living individuals can be found on the surface.

There are only storm elves who migrate with the storm, and there is no good way to hunt them in large areas.

However, as storm elves can't get food, they will die out sooner or later, and they will release seeds of fire and return to the earth.

"That's true, but it's too slow for me to wait."

Shen Cong, who has collected a lot of fireseeds and has no time to digest, has built a huge steel base in the pit where the sub light speed spaceship fell.

It's a laboratory, to be exact.

The lab can test what he wants to think about in his evolutionary path. In fact, even if it is a stellar cosmic fire, the creation of parasitic sources, causal research and thinking about them also need to build laboratories. On their mother planet of death, the wing of the phantom was captured by the experimental causal thinking and became a mouse.With the power of fire, computing power has surpassed that of supercomputers.

Hosting the experiment became very simple.

In the field of evolution, he is more authoritative than any other scientist on earth, and his technology is far beyond the limits that scientists can master.

"According to my preliminary judgment, at present, more than 80% of the remains of the Berserker in the spirit ball have been seized by me. Among the remaining 20%, the Storm Spirit accounts for about 10%, and the other 10% is relatively scattered. It is difficult to collect them in a short time."

He looked up and took a look at his own "spirit ball calendar", which showed 482 days.

This date is based on the stellar day of the celestial sphere, converted into Earth time. The total is about 321 days, which is nearly one year.

"My talent has exceeded the standard of 10 hours now. The remaining resources of fireseeds are enough for me to accumulate to 11.676 hours. Short stars are no longer far away."

"When I kill all the storm energy, I'll leave."

"I don't want to stay on this monotonous, boring gray and black spirit ball any more. I'm going to the Tianyuan four star system and start the search for the second planet."

"If you don't want to wait, speed up the death of the storm spirit." Shen Congyou's blue mask twinkles, the mechanical palm opens, and a black plant in the palm slowly takes root and sprouts and grows into a tentacle like vine.

This is a variation of the particle poison.

A parasitic plant that can release metal viruses, to be precise, has become part of Shen Cong's body and is infected by his fire.

"Planetary poison touch..."

"It's time to bring the super hedingjin into play."

At the thought of this, Shen Cong walked out of the laboratory. His body was mechanically deformed and turned into a missile. He suddenly ejected a stream of particles into a thick cloud layer and fired at the place where there was a storm.