MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 83 The Collapse of Spacetime Superposition
Time: (The first night after arriving at the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths)
As night falls, the cube man looks up at the brilliant light in the sky from a corner of the Big Dipper.

"Okay, it's time to take a break."

So, he smiled happily, turned on the flight mode again, and flew towards the Jiang family territory not far away.

Actually, although he didn't need to rest, Fang Zheng had never had a chance to relax properly since coming to this world and had always been busy.

In less than a day, I was busy with this and that.

Flying slowly in the night sky, Fang Zheng uttered slowly, "By the way, what interesting things are there in this world of immortal cultivation? Are there things like movies and anime?"

Even though he had no real thoughts and his past memories might just be an illusion, the inertia brought about by the existence of "Fang Zheng" still allowed him to appear to have a human mind.

Therefore, without stopping output, it will continue to output some human-like information.

For example, act as if you are looking for something interesting.

However, accompanied by the continuous roar in the boundary sea, one boundary sea warship after another from other time branches jumped in.

These warships have similar yet different essences. They originate from the same source, but have become different tributaries in the division of the long river of time. The various things within them are undergoing some kind of strange fusion reaction because of the same origin of time and space.

Amidst a roar echoing from the bottom of time and space, Fang Zheng's moment of rest never came.

crunch...

It was as if a giant beast was chewing up time and space. Fang Zheng saw that the time and space in front of him began to crack and show abnormal cracks.

"Hmm? What happened?"

The next moment, the sound of fierce chopping and killing resounded through the sky, and the sky-high shouts of killing immediately filled the space around him.

For some unknown reason, the huge mountains in front of Fang Zheng that originally belonged to the Jiang family's territory suddenly disappeared, and were replaced by a huge plain.

Fang Zheng inexplicably appeared in front of the city wall of a small city, in the center of a siege battlefield.

The two armies, or rather, the old, weak and sick on both sides, were fighting each other.

A two-meter-tall cube figure suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, but it did not attract more attention from the people who had already lost their minds.

There was only an old man in armor on the city wall, frowning as he looked at the suddenly appearing square figure.

Fang Zheng felt a little strange: "Why am I here all of a sudden? Where is Jidao Supreme Xingyun? Where are Taiyin Divine Emperor and the others?"

Looking at the shouting and killing around him, Fang Zheng grew angry. "Didn't they tell me that they had quelled all the wars in the universe?"

Suddenly, with a whoosh, right in front of the dazed Fang Zheng, a young boy with a childish face but as ferocious as a devil had half of his neck torn off by a man who was also as skinny as a skeleton and wielding a hatchet.

Sticky blood spurted out, splashing onto Fang Zheng's statue-like block body.

The close distance allowed Fang Zheng to clearly see that the young man suddenly lost all his strength, and the crude bamboo spear in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

He fell off the ladder with a thud, his scarlet and yellow eyes staring blankly at the sky, his dirty and skinny hands covering his neck weakly, but unable to stop the sticky blood from gushing out crazily.

The young boy named Jiang Ping stared at the dim sky with his eyes wide open, his mouth moving weakly as if he was shouting, "Mom..."

This place was once filled with spiritual veins, a holy place for cultivation, and the place where a great family inherited the great way. However, it was destroyed in a battle between powerful people thousands of years ago.

The sacred mountain that was once covered with dragon veins was completely destroyed, its spiritual energy dissipated, and it became the site of a mortal dynasty, eventually slowly declining.

In this vast universe, in the ancient star of life, Beidou, which has countless famous rivers and mountains, those mortal dynasties are always too fragile, as fragile as ants.

Just a few years ago, a passing monk, in the center of this former battlefield, felt the Taoist rhyme contained in the battlefield ruins.

But this casual performance caused a drought that lasted for several years, pushing the small country's food reserves to the limit.

Those who had the financial resources to flee the country had all left, and the only ones left were the victims who ate everything they could find.

Famine and war destroyed the small, once relatively peaceful country.

In order to survive, the victims turned into locusts and swept across the land. Villages, towns, and cities were all looted.

The people who were looted also became victims and were swept away to the next city.

And cities that barely had some food reserves would not allow the victims to enter and steal the food they depended on for survival.

So, the old, weak, sick and disabled who were also fighting for survival fought desperately to stay alive.

Amidst the cries of killing that reached the sky, the starving victims devoured each other like locusts. They would swarm over any of their kind who showed the slightest sign of weakness.

The young boy named Jiang Ping fell to the ground after being seriously injured. Before he died, the disaster victims with green eyes around him completely ignored their own fighting and rushed over to him.

Fang Zheng was frightened by this horrifying scene and shouted, "What are you doing! Stop it!"

However, even if a tall and strange cube statue suddenly spoke.

This extremely frightening supernatural event, which would normally make them flee in panic, was unable to stop the hungry victims at this time.
Fang Zheng, who was emitting a burst of anger and fear, floated into the air and yelled, "Stop, stop, stop..."

He superimposed the word "stop" a thousand times and uttered it. The sound was like thunder, vibrating the air.

Several victims were so shocked that they started bleeding from their mouths and noses and fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

"It's a monster!"

"It's the statue that turned into a monster! Run!"

After a brief silence, the battlefield suddenly became chaotic. The victims who were originally fighting each other stopped fighting and fled frantically to the edge of the battlefield. The people on the city wall huddled behind the wall, holding their heads and closing their eyes.

On the Big Dipper, where demons and monsters do exist, even in mortal dynasties, people have heard of demons eating people.

In just a short moment, the escape caused by Fang Zheng resulted in some casualties.

Looking at those poor people who were as skinny as monkeys and whom he had only read about in history books, Fang Zheng immediately reacted even though he didn't understand the situation yet.

"I have to save them!"

The next moment, he placed a bucket of fluid immortal matter on the ground.

After being placed, the immortal substance that sparkled with starlight and was overflowing with the marvelous rhyme of Tao gushed out like a spring.

This strange substance, a miraculous thing that can make living things immortal, was absorbed eagerly by the dry land. Along with the surge of spiritual energy in the dry air, a tide of the essence of heaven and earth also spread out.

The loess land, which was originally dry due to lack of water, was soaked in liquid immortal substances. Every grain of sand and dust suddenly became crystal clear, and completed the transformation in the blink of an eye, becoming a kind of magical soil that was suitable for growing immortal elixirs.

The grass seeds that were buried in the dry soil and had to wait for the rain to come to life suddenly sprouted out of the ground.

Even the seeds of weeds have accumulated a huge amount of immortal substances during the production process, which is enough to be called the king of medicine.

The towering trees rose from the ground as if blown by air, growing upwards without being seen by the camera, separating the bloody and dirty battlefield.

The two groups of disaster victims, shouting and killing in the battlefield, those who were injured and fell to the ground, those who were eaten to a bloody mess, and even those who were already dead but whose souls had not yet completely dissipated...

Under the tide of heavenly and earthly essence emanating from the immortal substance, a strange feeling filled their bodies and minds. Their wounds were instantly revitalized and healed at an incredible speed.

The young boy, on the verge of death and with his internal organs ripped out, had light in his eyes in a physical sense, and his fingers trembled, tearing the air apart with a loud noise like a whip.

The shriveled back muscles moved slightly, and the whole person was blown directly into the air by a terrifying impact force as if a bomb had been lit on his back.

When it landed, its shriveled and skinny body seemed to be inflated, and it expanded rapidly in a breath.

Even those who were clearly dead, or even whose fragile souls were shattered by the evil spirit of the battlefield, were rapidly solidified by the fluctuations emitted by the madly surging immortal matter. Under the scorching sun, they were like living people.
Fang Zheng flew up into the sky, looking at the many disaster victims who were looking at him as if he were a god and had already begun to worship him, and was about to speak.

However, a loud and ecstatic laugh came from afar: "Hahahahaha!!!"

A monk at the saint level suddenly tore through the void and came here.

He was originally thousands of miles away, but he was able to detect the changes in this place with his divine sense, and looked at this piece of land covered with some strange substance with extremely greedy eyes.

"What a fantastic opportunity! Ten thousand years ago, this place was once the territory of the Jiang family, a family of the great emperor. After all these years, there are still rare treasures that have not been completely looted. And today they finally appear?"

He stared at the cube-shaped object in the center of the strangely transformed land, which was shimmering with starlight and surging with some kind of divine spring. His eyes fixed on it, "No! I have to take the treasure away quickly! Such a big commotion will soon attract others!"

He frowned again and looked at the cube-shaped figure beside the sacred spring: "What the hell is this? It's so ugly! Is it a puppet used to guard the sacred spring? Never mind! Let's take the treasure away first!"

The monk, filled with greed and desire, was about to rush forward, but suddenly, everything stopped.

Dust drifting in the sky, victims constantly worshipping, monks advancing at a terrifying speed...

The entire Big Dipper, the entire Big Dipper star field, and even the entire universe of nine heavens and ten earths.

Whether it was the movement of the sun, moon, and stars, the movement of countless living beings, or even the Taichu Ancient Mine, the Immortal Mountain, the Samsara Sea, and other forbidden places where the supreme beings of the extreme way slept...

In this vast and boundless universe, whether it is the movement of the sun, moon, and stars, the movement of countless living beings, or the Taichu Ancient Mine, the Immortal Mountain, the Samsara Sea, and other forbidden places where the supreme beings of the extreme way sleep...

Everything in the world, even the rolling river of time, is enveloped by a powerful force that breaks through the boundaries.

This force is extremely terrifying, far beyond the so-called trillions, and is counted as chains of extreme laws, pouring in from outside the boundary wall of the nine heavens and ten earths, forcibly suppressing everything.

However, among all the suppressed things, there is one exception—

That was the immortal substance block that Fang Zheng had just placed on the ground, which was still continuously surging out a large amount of immortal substance.

As if possessing some special immunity, it continued to surge with liquid immortal matter at its own pace.

At this moment, the number is still increasing rapidly. With Fang Zheng's roar as the coordinate, those boundary sea warships originated from trillions of different time and space tributaries.

And the countless supreme nebulae are playing their own roles in this fusion of time and space and countless changes in the nine heavens and ten earths.

In the vast and boundless universe of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the chains of the supreme laws are like invisible shackles, tightly grasped by countless supreme beings.

Relying on the power of the extreme laws, they have a clear division of labor and are doing their best to suppress the madly increasing number of warships in the boundary sea and the madly increasing number of the nine heavens and ten earths, firmly controlling every inch of time and space to ensure that all changes are under their surveillance and control.

At the same time, amidst the drastic changes in time and space, these supreme beings are still searching the nine heavens and ten earths.

In the universe of nine heavens and ten earths that is constantly increasing, constantly merging, and intertwined in a strange superposition state, every inch of time and space is in chaos, like a maze.

However, in this chaos, they tried hard to locate Fang Zheng's coordinates, trying to find his trace.

However, during this suppression and search operation, Fang Zheng's figure had quietly disappeared.

Amidst the changes in time and space, he quietly entered a brand new universe of nine heavens and ten earths in a battleship in the sea.
Amidst the suppression and changes of this space and time, Taiyin Divine Emperor's gaze swept over Fang Zheng's previous position. He sighed slightly and uttered a "tsk" sound, "Another step late."

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Although he knew very well that Fang Zheng would most likely not be harmed, it would be very troublesome if he could not find Fang Zheng in the constant changes of time and space.

If in those new histories, Fang Zheng was fooled and accidentally spent a few seconds to create thousands of enemies, it would be really painful.

Suddenly, fragments of time flew, and among the many supreme beings, the Void Emperor Ji Xukong, who was the most proficient in the way of the void, and an individual in his supreme nebula came here.

He first stared at the place where Fang Zheng disappeared, deduced a string of coordinates in the void, and with a glint of divine light in his eyes, he passed the information to the Boundary Sea warship.

Then, his eyes swept across the vast basin below, and in the distance, beside an ancient river called Jishui, there was another ruin with a completely destroyed spiritual vein.

Feeling the blood and resentment of his young son in the ruins, which had never been erased even after thousands of years, Ji Xukong took it into his palm and sighed.

"During this historical change, Jiang Hengyu's family and I were also destroyed, right?"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head. "The River of Time and Space is truly disgusting!"

The Taiyin Divine Emperor on the side withdrew his gaze from a corner of the starry sky. Listening to Ji Xukong's complaints, he nodded and responded: "Yes! It's really disgusting."

He looked out over the vast expanse of the nine heavens and ten earths, speechless. "Who could have imagined it would be like this?"

"Time has so many tributaries, and they all do disgusting things."

"Who could have foreseen that when the Realm Sea warships were built, and we were able to forcibly resist the ripples of time and space, and forcibly preserve everything that had once been amidst the changes of history, the tributaries of time and space would also quietly split apart."

Ji Xukong also sighed. "We relied on the Boundary Sea Battleship to protect our own history from being altered, and time forcibly created a tributary of space-time where history was completely altered, and we did nothing about it."

"If we had not been created by Fang Zheng's power, having severed our weak past, and were not so powerful at birth, in this split in time and space, we would also have vanished due to the changes in our past selves in the new branch of time."

During the conversation, everything in the world in Ji Xukong's eyes suddenly became blurry and flickering.

Another picture is vaguely emerging in this land suffering from drought and endless war.

It was an extremely vast holy land for cultivation with dragon veins everywhere - the territory of the great emperor family, the Jiang family.

One is a desolate basin suffering from drought, and the other is a vast and boundless holy place for spiritual practice.

The two different scenes are entangled with each other, as if they are about to cover each other, and as if they are about to merge.

They are like being in a superposition of yes and no, and may collapse into one of the states at any time.

If such a collapse occurs, it means that things in two different branches of space-time will be forcibly merged into one.

After the merger, different histories and similar things can only leave one.

As for whether those who disappeared can be considered dead, it depends on one's own opinion.

However, even if there is a trend of fusion due to the common origin of the tributaries of time and space, such a trend should be unstoppable.

But the MC button at the core of the Sea Realm battleship is a terrifying existence that can output unlimited power as needed in different environments.

As different boundary sea warships merged with each other and formed formations, all boundary sea warships were regarded as a whole.

Thus, the theoretical limit of all the warships in the world sea is reached, and the terrifying power is naturally filled.

That is a huge force that is enough to forcibly block and suppress the natural integration of different time and space tributaries and give them independence.

(End of this chapter)