The chat group of all gods in the world

Chapter 25 Time Flow Speed

He was organizing all kinds of mystical knowledge. The overly advanced knowledge had been sealed up by him in the Source Castle to prevent it from being noticed and contaminated by the outer gods.

In fact, even if this knowledge, which Klein considers to be "low-end", is circulated by one or two pages, it can be regarded as real secret knowledge.

Klein even wrote down some tips for training the body and mind. These were the insights he gained from practicing the two techniques given to him by Lu Heng. They were also invaluable knowledge.

But Klein was not worried about the risk of leaks. Even the most powerful linguist in the world would not be able to interpret the information. Because this was not Loen, Feysac, or Intis, or even ancient Hermes, ancient dragon, or ancient elven language!
That's right! He wrote it in "Rossellian", which is Chinese. No one in the world can ignore the thousands of years of evolution of hieroglyphics and directly understand simplified Chinese characters. This is exactly what Klein is confident about.

The ink-stained pen made a unique friction feeling on the yellowed paper, and the rustling sound echoed in the silent night.

The moonlight shifts and the night grows cooler.

Klein capped his pen, blew dry the leather notebook, and closed the notebook.

He took off his coat, hung it on the back of a chair, and walked straight to the bed.

But after a moment, he fell asleep.

At least it looked like he had fallen asleep, but in fact, Klein had entered Sephira Castle, and only then did he feel at ease to join the chat group.

The ability to steal thoughts is not uncommon in this world, and Amon is one of the best. Klein doesn't want to cause any trouble, so he has to be extremely cautious to be a qualified successor of the Way of Concubine.

I am not a poor god: @Ace Pilot, have you noticed a serious problem? (Maomao adjusts his glasses)
Ace Pilot: ? ? What's the problem? Tell your godfather right away! (Ultra is puzzled)
I am not a poor god: The speed of time! Don’t you find that the speed of time is different?

I am not the God of Poverty: Brother Lu's time is much faster than ours, and we have only been chatting for a few days, but so many things have already happened to Brother Lu. (Maomao is puzzled)

I am not a poor god: Damn, I am so enviable! I also want to cultivate immortality, I also want to be dressed in white and come from the west with a sword!
Klein had already imagined himself as a peerless swordsman in his mind, without pollution, without doomsday, with a lovely junior sister, a gentle senior sister, and a reliable sect as a backer.

It was exactly what he imagined! Who didn't have the dream of riding a sword on the wind and exorcising demons between heaven and earth when they were little?
On my side, there are tentacles and eyeballs all the time. The difference is too big!
Because everyone is very curious about the world they live in, they start a group live broadcast every once in a while and let the other two people travel online.

Lu Heng just happened to broadcast the footage of Li Le and Lu Xuan fighting against the big demon, as well as the nine people of Taiyi Sect setting up a formation to subdue the demon, which made Klein extremely envious.

Ace Pilot: Eh? Klein, haven't you discovered it yet? You can adjust the speed of time. There are three dots in the upper right corner of the chat box. Click on them and you will see the option to adjust the speed of time. (Ultra smiles)

Ordinary people: Didn’t Ke Miao notice it? Hahaha! (People on the street laugh).

Ordinary people: Are they busy going to the bathroom to solve problems all day? (A passerby glances)

I am not a poor god: Damn! There really is one, you two thieves! You knew about it but didn’t tell me! Why don’t you remind me! (Maomao is furious).

The world is strong and weak, the life energy levels are high and low, and even the long river of time is different, without any intersection. The speed of time is naturally different. Even in the same universe, different paradises have time dislocations. There is a saying that one day in heaven is one year on earth. It is natural that there are differences between different worlds.

However, Klein's schedule was full, and he seized every available energy to strengthen his strength. He really ignored this problem, but suddenly a light bulb went off in his head and he noticed this problem.

[Is it adjusted to time differential adaptive mode? ]

[Yes/No] Klein looked at Lu Heng’s suggestion in the group and decisively chose yes.

The smallest of the smallest, the smallest of the smallest, at the smallest level where the laws of the world operate.

An illusory river flowed by, the sound of rushing water swept through the most basic laws of this world, but there was no movement at all.

The silvery water of the river of time drives the gravel at the bottom and flows slowly. There is no distinction of time here, and no fast or slow flow rate, because this river is time itself.

What flows slowly is the past and present, all possibilities, all beginnings and endings, the choices and intersections of countless roads from ancient times to the present, all extending in this silver-white river.

The world didn't react at all, and no one noticed.

The goddess of night is still hidden. In the dark night sky, a crescent moon shines brightly, and the moonlight shines on the windowsills of thousands of households.

The Hanged Man still hangs upside down on the sacred cross, struggling in madness at every moment.

Many outer gods are still wandering outside the earth, watching eagerly, waiting for the final countdown.

It happened in an instant, the world was still flowing, but there were already subtle differences.

I am not a poor god: I feel like there is no change? (Cat scratches his head)
Ordinary people: Could it be because someone is too weak? (Question from passers-by)

Ace Pilot: Although this may sound a little offensive, it is very likely. (Ultra pats his head)

Klein felt that he was really speechless, and he had a thousand complaints in his mind.

But in the end, I chose to send an emoticon.

I am not a poor god: (Cat glares)

Lu Heng laughed as he looked at the cat's angry face.

The chat group had a very high power level, and could briefly bring together the long rivers of time from various worlds in the bodies of its members. Crossing the endless sea of ​​emptiness and linking together the fulcrums of different multiverses required absolute might to achieve.

Now Lu Heng can only sense a slight difference. If he wants to truly explore the mystery, he may have to knock on the door of the Immortal King or at least step into the realm of the Immortal Emperor.

A Shinto figure sat beside him, and as his divine power circulated, he constantly used the power of faith and the power of light to nourish the World Tree, polishing the prototype of the world within his body. The vast oceans and mountains, the beasts and birds, and the mysterious creation spread across this newborn world.

Life is the most tenacious. It can take root and sprout wherever there is possibility.

The aura of the Shinto body becomes more vast and heavier. The hope in people's hearts is the most precious thing. Those who carry it must also bear its weight.

(End of this chapter)