The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2625 Stagnation is Indispensable

Master Wang's eyes were full of hidden meaning. To say even a single punctuation mark to this dog-fucking bastard would go against his principles. He was a respectable man, a chosen one of this vengeful personality type—

Ugly, extremely ugly.

At least to some extent, Lao Wang felt that he was indeed just a bit dissolute, unrestrained, and fond of freedom. Why did he have to go to such lengths? He clearly had great love in his heart and was dedicated to his job. Did he break some heavenly law in his past life? Or was it because he had to deal with these scumbag gamblers and dirty things every day?

"So you need an ideal storage unit to deal with the three phases of power that you've been forcibly sucking up and have nowhere to put. Let me guess, you want to recall the Seven Ga with one click?" Old Wang spread his hands and said, "In this damn place, you can't exactly be planning to pray for a little bastard to appear on the spot, can you?"

Li Cang narrowed his eyes: "Recall? There's no such factory setting! Have you forgotten how they made it?"

"emmm"

Qiga-chan originated from a plump and succulent bloodline test with an open backdoor. Simply put, Li Cang used this power system as a blueprint to forcibly upload the faith virus gene seed to the entire world and remotely released a second son with a guaranteed bloodline that skipped the wilding process and had the right to self-sufficiency, self-evolution, transformation, mutation, and reproduction.

It has everything that should be there, including decentralized authority, intelligent intelligence, independent intelligence, and collective intelligence. It also has things that shouldn't be there. For example, although the villains still enjoy certain main control authority, they will be rapidly lost as the subsystems iterate.

To put it nicely, their purpose is to nip problems in the bud and undermine competitors' market share. To put it bluntly, it's all a karmic entanglement. The magician is afraid that with such a large piece of perpetual motion meat lying there naked, the high priest, who sits in his divine kingdom and has the backing of the Corpse Weaver, will smell it and come running. As the saying goes, the best way to prevent theft doesn't necessarily have to be to eat it all up. Taking a dump, spitting it out, and then leaving isn't so bad either.

Blood ties are faith.

Faith is a clean, hygienic, inexpensive, and renewable energy source, but at this stage, faith is far from being a true force. At the very least, proper processes cannot and should not rely entirely on bugs to function.
In this way, his idea that the unified will of the National Tilly Residence or even the 3/7 base could be handed over to the authorities is just a facade. In essence, it is actually about adjusting the flow rate and opening up other sources, with their own forces as a foundation and base.

As for Qiga's original form, the golden-armored angels and little dragons, they simply created a backdoor so large it was like a semi-open system. Anything could be gradually reshaped through faith and then enter the unified collective will.

Given the worldview shaped by this collapsing world, and the utterly non-ideological nature of those scoundrels, you could come up with anything and people would believe it.

It's incredibly cheap, and the threshold has been worn down by people.

But brains are truly a wonderful thing. I really hope that the person who came up with this power system on a whim will also have a way to deal with a whole bunch of industry bigwigs who make a living off of it. This thing, without exaggeration or bias, any timi bug that believes in it will have to go up and give Master Wang, the Corpse Weaver, a sliding tackle to feed him. In short, even a pig that eats feed doesn't have such a blatant conservation logic.

"Stop trying to explain your terms, logic, bloodline characteristics, and all that talk about being prepared, having foresight, and taking precautions. Who asked you that?" Li Leisi rudely interrupted the increasingly gleeful and eloquent mage, baring her teeth in disgust: "Just tell me what you're going to do with all that forcibly absorbed Triadic Power!"

"Cough cough cough," Li Cangqing said with a nonchalant expression, "What can we do? Just let it dissipate as much as possible. Force-feeding ducks and lackeys can eat and poop a lot. After they are blown up, the three-phase power that was forcibly sucked in will theoretically not be counted in the system balance. This is called fire loss!"

"A sunrise industry! New energy capitalists! Pure newcomers!" Old Wang gave a strong thumbs-up, raising his middle finger: "Then let me ask you! How many lackeys does this guy need to be able to afford?" "Nothing in this world is indispensable. When did you start caring about the quality of life of your lackeys? Is it because you empathize with them?"

“(｀)╭∩╮”

It's still questionable how much of the minions' production materials His Excellency the Mage currently has, aside from the vibranium raw materials from the prison. However, given the intensity of the war and the battlefield environment, such a trivial matter is actually insignificant. Biochemical materials are not necessarily just a combination of terms. If we don't fully consider the strength and stable endurance of the minions, these dark-skinned athletes don't actually need to be so particular about the amniotic fluid composition, which is the true watershed moment in the lives of cattle and horses.

The young lady's eyes darted around: "So now there's only one problem left, Teacher Cang, are you sure you can get war compensation from the bugs? You little brat, can you really get it done to the big group?"

"cough"

The omnipotent magician, like an incompetent husband, abruptly ended.

"Boom boom boom"

An unknown new type of attack accidentally hit the secondary vehicle once again, which just happened to save Li Cang's situation.

The several floating islands covered by the black thorn forest trembled violently. The force was so great that it caused the ground to wrinkle like fabric, and the blazing dust turned into burning flames that spewed out from between the folds.

"I've discovered that these idiots really don't have any self-awareness!" Old Wang scoffed. "Do they really think just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can come up and lick my boots and take advantage of me? Damn it, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you're usually so soft-hearted and timid, doing things like disarming people and not killing them, and trafficking people. See? They're not afraid of you at all!"

Li Cang said, "Yes, yes, yes, if you're so good, you do it!"

"Ha, what's this? You've finally realized how indispensable I am?"

"Go outside and yell that you'll take care of your wife and don't worry, and those nobodies will be terrified. Fury, you're in the BDSM community too~"

"Fuck you @#￥%..."

"But wait a minute, if I were to unleash this massive attack, it could wipe out hundreds of thousands of insects. Why is it so lively outside? Has the Nest Master unleashed its ultimate attack?"

Li Cang thought to himself, "Before I passed away, the world was corrupt and demons ran rampant. If after I pass away, the world still cannot be clear and bright, then what about me, the dignified magician, who passed away in vain?"
"You should worry about yourself," Old Wang sneered coldly. "Warm up the wine, I'll be right back. I'm in charge of external affairs. As for Princess Cangcang, Qing'er, get yourself cleaned up and wait for me to return!"

Li Cang smiled: "Damn it, if it comes."