Panlong: Science Comes to the Magical Universe

Chapter 35: Federation Expansion for Millions of Years
During the past 100,000 years, Huos was the first to refine the godhood and become a middle-level god of the earth, and then continued to try to upgrade and improve the interstellar armor.

Pusiluo became a middle-level god more than 80,000 years ago. Later, due to the lack of battles, he felt bored and followed the inspection team to look around and kill corrupt officials.

Adkins was a little slower than Pusiluo, and it took him more than 100,000 years to become a middle-level god.

Of course, this slowness is relative. In the divine plane, a hundred thousand years is but a blink of an eye. To be able to break through to a middle-level god, one’s talent is not bad.

Not everyone has the talent to become a high-level god after thousands of years. Beirut's three sons are still middle-level gods after millions of years.

Although this was due to Beirut's intention to allow them to merge the mysteries and not break through, a hundred thousand years was not a long time at all in the God's plane.

"One hundred thousand years have passed, and you have all broken through to the Middle God level. It's almost time to restart the expedition plan."

Looking at Pusiluo and the other two who were eager to try, Huo Si spoke slowly.

The people of the Four Divine Beasts Family would never send people to garrison in an ordinary material plane. Even if they had sent people before, they have probably withdrawn by now.

Let's set out now, reconnect to the Gorbachev plane, and then continue to expand the federation. We shouldn't encounter any more obstacles.

"That's great, sir. We can finally go on an expedition again!"

Pusiluo became excited instantly. He had been holding back for years, and now, he could finally fight.

He has always been a combative person, but the Federation has been in a period of peace for the past 100,000 years, leaving him no chance to fight.

He could only run around with the inspection team when he had nothing to do, and kill a few people who bullied civilians. However, those people were too weak to interest him.

Although many dimensions have begun to spread his reputation as Lord Pusiluo Qingtian, he really just likes fighting.

"Sir, next, are we going to attack some medium-sized material planes?"

Adkins was not as excited as Pusiluo, but asked calmly.

In the early days of the Federation expedition, the targets were all weak material planes, and the strongest one was only a lower-level god.

Now that the three of them have become mid-level gods, perhaps they can increase their efforts.

"That's right. Before, we were weak and afraid of encountering a mid-level god, so we only attacked small material planes. Next, we can go to some medium-sized material planes to have a look."

Huo Si nodded in response, showing no sign of worrying about the danger.

The medium-sized material plane is much higher than the small material plane in terms of size, population, and the concentration of heaven and earth elements.

Therefore, in the medium material plane, some middle gods may be encountered.

However, the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish, and the risk is actually very small. Pusiluo and Adkins are both middle-level gods who have integrated the mysteries.

It is almost impossible to encounter such a middle-level god in the material plane.

Moreover, although he was only a mid-level god who had refined the divine nature, the blessing of the interstellar armor had greatly improved his defense and physical body.

Not to mention the middle-level gods, Huo Si dares to fight even the ordinary upper-level gods.

When Linley was a mid-level god, he dared to fight against the upper gods, and the physical blessing brought by the Azure Dragon's blood was indispensable.

"Get ready to set off. We will be wandering between planes for a long time. Pusiluo, you will soon feel like not wanting to continue the expedition."

Huo Si looked at Pusro and said jokingly.

At first, after Pusiluo, Huo Si's words were exaggerated, but he soon found that they were not exaggerated at all.

Letting him lead the expeditionary force, conquer planes, and fight continuously is a very interesting thing in itself. At the beginning, Pusiluo was naturally very happy to do it.

However, if you do anything interesting too much, you will feel bored and numb.

The material plane is endless, and it is impossible for Pusiluo to conquer it all in his lifetime.

……

"Accept!"

Pusiluo swung his battle axe weakly and smashed the head of a middle-level god. With the death of the middle-level god, the battle in the entire plane ended.

Soon, the Federation Expeditionary Force occupied the entire plane and transformed it very skillfully.

They need to make a major change to their top management, first improve the lives of the lower classes, then change the system, and finally mobilize all their strength to tap into resources, develop technology, and finally pay the resource taxes that should be paid to the federal center.

"I say, Xiao Jinzi, which plane are we in?"

Pusiluo couldn't help but yawn and asked Adkins.

"Do you want to die, little kitty? You are now number 18,329,781!"

Adkins rolled his eyes, manipulated the data records, and directly responded to what Proslo said.

"Really? That's over a million more!"

Pusiluo answered without being surprised. He was now numb to the name of kitten.

Over the years, the two of them led expeditionary armies and continued to fight everywhere.

Similar conversations have happened countless times between the two. Pusiluo calls him Little Gold, and Adkins simply calls him Little Kitty.

At first, Pusiluo just gave Adkins the nickname Little Gold when he was bored, and teased him from time to time.

Adkins was very dissatisfied with this and protested several times, even almost fighting. Pusiluo didn't care and continued to do his own thing. Little gold almost became his catchphrase.

So Adkins thought of another way, and simply called him kitten.

The first time Pusiluo heard this name, he flew into a rage and wanted to challenge Adkins to a duel to the death.

The tenth time, Pusiluo just rolled his eyes, indicating that it didn’t matter and he could do whatever he wanted.

As for now, Pusiluo wanted to say, yes, yes, that's right, I am the kitten!

"Stop complaining, wasn't this your own choice?"

Adkins answered as he uploaded the data to the interstellar network.

Pusiluo has been tired of this kind of work for a long time.

However, Lord Huo Si promised that if he completed the task objectives, he would also build him a set of armor.

For this, Pusiluo endured boredom and insisted on working continuously.

"I know, but I didn't expect it to be so boring."

Pusiluo's tone was full of helplessness. Although he didn't regret it, he still felt painful.

A million years have passed since the new expedition began, and Pusiluo no longer has the enthusiasm he had at the beginning.

If Lord Hoth had not promised to make him a set of upgraded interstellar armor after collecting 20 million material planes, Pusro would have given up long ago.

"On the bright side, these planes will eventually be transformed into resources to support our scientific research institute. It won't be long before more results emerge. Your armor must be very advanced."

Adkins patted Pusiluo on the shoulder and began to paint a rosy picture for him.

"Don't try to play tricks on me. Last time, I believed you and went to see it with great interest when I went back to rest. The result was, haha."

Pusiluo rolled his eyes. He remembered very clearly that the last time he was extremely bored, Adkins said something similar.

Pusiluo was itching to go and check the progress at the Academy of Sciences.

Then I found that it seemed that I just built a new plan and got two or three parts.

"The people at the Interstellar Battleship Research Institute said that even the spare parts are not complete yet. If you want to fly an interstellar battleship, you will have to wait another million years!"

"There's nothing we can do about it. The development of science takes time. A million years is not a long time. Anyway, our lifespans are infinite."

Adkins shrugged and replied directly.

"Come on, stop nagging and keep going."

Pusiluo didn't want to continue this topic and interrupted Adkins directly.

"You were the one who brought it up first."

Adkins curled his lips and said nothing more.

……

After millions of years of development, as the Federation controlled more and more planes, it collected more and more talents and acquired more and more godheads.

Now, the weakest full researchers in the Academy of Sciences are at the Saint Realm, and only the interns are below the Saint Realm.

After all, many projects require tens of thousands of years of research, and for non-Sanctuary researchers, they are only updated once every few hundred years, so their effectiveness begins to diminish.

As the project expanded, the space in the Magnolia plane began to run out, so many project teams moved to a special plane to conduct research.

In the 2,570,000 years of the Federation Calendar, the entire Federation had become a behemoth that others could not imagine.

The Federation controls a total of 36 million material planes, of which medium-sized planes account for nearly a quarter.

The Federation takes the Magnolia Plane as its capital, and merges dozens of the nearest planes into a group called the Capital Circle.

Subsequently, the Academy of Sciences' project planes were set up in several areas surrounding the capital's plane circle.

Including but not limited to the interstellar battleship research plane, the divine realm research plane, the divine power research plane, and the soul research plane.

Each plane gathers top talents absorbed from countless planes, and can use various resources and minerals in the federal warehouse.

In addition, the Federation has more than 30,000 provinces, each province has more than 100 state capitals, and each state capital controls more than a dozen material planes.

The federal branch of each plane controls the core area of ​​the plane and sets up hiding systems, detection systems and self-destruction systems around the space portal to prevent the space portal from being exposed.

In addition, in order to confuse the plane defenders and prevent the Federation from being noticed by the God Plane, the Federation strictly controls the selection of talents.

Anyone who wants to join the Federation must sign a soul contract at the beginning and keep it strictly confidential. If they are refused to join the Federation, they must leave and go to the God Plane.

From the perspective of the plane defenders, there is a group of people in the plane who call themselves the Federation. They are not interested in the God Plane and just want to study some weird things.

Although I don't know what it is, the world is big, and it is normal to have some strange things, like metal life forms, magic circles and the like.

Although this force was strange, it was not something they should be too concerned about.

After all, the plane defenders cannot force anyone to go to the divine plane, and they don't care about the development of the material plane itself.

(End of this chapter)