He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Three hours later.

Aside from their region, the entire world is surrounded by the virus.

In other words, there are no other survivors in this world besides their side.

Two hours ago, the father successfully stopped the mother and brought her over, settling her down not far away.

Yunyi immediately wanted to help purify it directly.

Unfortunately, the virus has penetrated deep into the body—or rather, the mother is only alive because of the virus.

Complete purification is tantamount to killing the mother.

They could only hope that their father could really save their mother.

As time went by, his life gene count jumped to 100,000.

[Current Life Genes: 100000]

[Should we proceed with the next transformation?]

[This transformation: one hour]

Yun Yi opened his eyes.

He didn't click it.

An hour is neither a long nor a short time.

But he couldn't guarantee that the viruses wouldn't seep in during the hour he was away.

He stood up and turned around.

Yun Nian sat at his feet, looking up at him.

The golden eyes looked somewhat disappointed.

"Brother, are Dad and Mom fighting again?"

"Brother, do you think Mom will get better?"

Her voice sounded somewhat downcast.

Yun Yi remained silent for a moment, then looked up at the sky.

A figure is flying this way on the eastern horizon.

It wasn't a flying sword, but something slower—its spiritual energy was insufficient, so it flew crookedly, like a bird soaked by rain.

Lin Yuan landed on the grass of the playground, slipped a couple of steps before regaining his balance.

His mascot costume was torn, and only half of the long ear on the hood remained.

His face was covered in ash, and there was dried, dark red blood at the corner of his mouth.

He wasn't holding anything in his hands—his lollipop was gone.

He stood on the playground, looking at Yun Yi for a long time, and then smiled.

That smile was no longer the lazy, sunbathing kind it usually was—it was disheveled, tired, but with a light hidden in its eyes.

"I choose to stay for one day."

He said, "I want to talk to you about something before I return."

Yun Yi looked at him without saying a word.

He was aware of the rule: stay for a day.

Each reincarnation world allows you to choose to stay for one day before returning to your original world.

It's just that he has level one access, which allows him to stay for a month.

Lin Yuan took a step forward, closing the distance.

"Brother, you're so strong, it's a shame you're a lone wolf."

He said, "Come join our team, the captaincy is yours."

He paused for a moment.

"A lone wolf is certainly good, it saves trouble."

"But there are advantages to teaming up—for example, teammates can sense each other's presence."

"Especially if someone in the team comes from a particularly good background, they can avoid some of the hardships in the early stages."

"It's much better than fighting alone."

Yun Yi remained silent for a long time.

"I refuse."

Lin Yuan wasn't surprised; he simply smiled.

He pulled the candy stick out of his mouth, spat it out, and looked up at the blue mist in the sky.

"So, what are you planning to do with that virus?"

Yun Yi did not answer.

"I can help you."

Lin Yuan broke the candy stick in two and threw it on the ground. "I set up a purification array in the north, covering the entire Northern Hemisphere."

"The key to this battle is myself—with my life."

"Anyway, I can't take this cultivation level back with me after I return, as long as my consciousness can go back, that's fine."

Yun Yi turned to look at him.

Why?

"Because I owe you."

Lin Yuan put his hands in his pockets, looked up at the sky, and said, "If you don't kill me, consider it as me repaying a favor to you."

"fair enough."

Yun Yi remained silent for a moment.

"How long can your formation last?"

Lin Yuan shook his head:

"I don't know."

"This world has no spiritual energy, but with my cultivation level, I should be able to stay alive for at least a month."

Yun Yi nodded.

"Okay then."

Lin Yuan smiled.

He turned and walked north.

He took a few steps, then stopped without looking back.

"Um... I still have to give you some more advice."

His voice lowered, "As a reincarnated being, it's best to discard things like family ties if possible."

"It's not that it's impossible, but if you experience too much, you really can go crazy."

"Although this memory fades with each return, it doesn't mean it disappears completely."

Yun Yi did not answer.

He raised his right hand, and a point of white light shone from his fingertips.

The silk thread shot out from between the fingers and landed at the other end of the playground.

Where the silk thread lands, the ground begins to rise, and muscle fibers grow from the soil, intertwining and twisting into the shape of a person.

three seconds.

His clone stood on the playground, looking exactly like him.

The clone walked to Yun Nian's side and sat down next to her.

This was his original plan.

An hour is neither a long nor a short time.

Although the clone can also transform into various mythical beasts from fantasy, the effect is ultimately not as good as the original body—but it can last for an hour without any problem.

Even though we have help now, having a clone is a good precaution.

Yun Nian raised her head, glanced at the clone, and then at Yun Yi.

"Brother, who is he?"

"To protect you."

Yun Nian nodded, lowered her head, and continued to bury her face in the ugly rabbit's head.

Lin Yuan stood at the edge of the playground, looking at the clone, and his lips twitched.

"No? You don't trust me at all?"

Do you know why I didn't kill you?

Yun Yi's voice suddenly rang in Lin Yuan's ears.

Lin Yuan was startled—he hadn't even noticed when Yun Yi had approached.

However, this sounds a bit strange.

"Isn't it for my cultivation technique?"

Yun Yi shook his head.

"Because I want to stay in this world a little longer."

Unfortunately, ideas can't keep up with changes.

Lin Yuan was about to say something when he suddenly froze.

"Um...brother, you...you said you wouldn't kill me."

"Right...?"

Yun Yi glanced at Lin Yuan and shook his head.

"With your strength, you're among the top tier even in this round of reincarnations. Is it really necessary to be so cowardly?"

Lin Yuan's lips twitched—if you don't count, he is indeed top-tier in this cycle of reincarnation.

However, he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Yun Yi say that he wouldn't kill him.

He said goodbye hastily and quickly headed north.

Yun Yi stood there, watching Lin Yuan's figure disappear into the blue mist, and shook his head.

Then he turned around, went into the empty ammunition depot next to the playground, and locked the door from the inside.

[Sixth metamorphosis or not? Current gene count: 100000.]

Transformation time: one hour.

Without hesitation, he clicked "confirm".

This time, the heat did not seep from his bones, nor explode from his cells, nor surge from the depths of his consciousness—but rather gushed forth like a flood bursting its banks from the very bottom of his being, from the crevice where his soul and body met.

His body was dismantled in an instant.

It's not the orderly, outside-to-in dismantling of the past, but a simultaneous collapse and reorganization that starts from every dimension at the same time.

Skin, muscles, bones, blood vessels, and nerves all shattered into the most primitive particles at the same moment.

The particles were suspended in the air like a swirled nebula, each one glowing—not gold, not white, but a color never seen in nature before.

If I had to describe it, it would be the color of the "world" itself.

Then they reassembled.

It wasn't based on the original blueprints, but on a completely new structure that transcends biology and approaches a philosophical level.

His new body no longer has a fixed form—it can switch freely between matter and energy, and can move freely between reality and concept.

His perception no longer depends on his senses, his thinking no longer depends on his brain, and his existence no longer depends on his body.

The door to the ammunition depot was pushed open from the inside.

When Yun Yi came out, he wasn't wearing any clothes, but he didn't need to—his body was covered by an extremely thin, almost invisible light film. That light film would automatically adjust its color and texture according to the environment, sometimes like skin, sometimes like cloth, and sometimes like armor.

His height hasn't changed; he still looks like a teenager.

But his face changed—not that it became less human, but that it became too human, so human that it seemed unreal.

Every line is perfectly precise, every angle is just right, as beautiful as a sculpture illuminated in a museum.

His eyes are transparent.

It's not white, not colorless, but transparent—you can see directly behind the pupil, and behind the pupil there's nothing, only an infinitely distant, deep void, like a cosmic vacuum.

He walked out of the ammunition depot and stood on the parade ground.

Yun Nian sat on the grass not far away, leaning against her clone, already asleep.

The ugly rabbit was held in her arms, its ears drooping to the ground.

The clone sat beside her, motionless, like a statue.

Yun Yi glanced at her, then raised his head, facing the blue mist to the south.

He raised his right hand, fingers spread, palm facing the sky.

It wasn't an attack, nor a defense; it was a declaration—he had tuned his own frequency to the resonant frequency of the entire planet.

His heartbeat synchronized with the pulse of the Earth's core, his breathing synchronized with the atmospheric circulation, and his thoughts synchronized with the consciousness field of all life.

From this moment on.

He is the sole ruler of this world.