Physics God

As time passed, it soon came to noon on the fourth day, and Mu Kange found Wei Hua in Central Park.

At this moment, Wei Hua was sitting cross-legged on a bench in Central Park, while an eight-armed Asura with a red body and white hair was floating behind him.

Without a doubt, this is the prototype of the external avatar officially becoming an external avatar, possessing 70% of the original body's power and all its memories. Not only can it possess others, but its attacks also carry the mental distortion power of the outer realm of the mind, and it can also be superimposed on the original body, allowing the original body to undergo a minor transformation.

"Brother Weihua, have you broken through?" Mu Kange walked to Weihua's side and asked uncertainly. Originally, it only had four arms, but now it seems that eight arms are its true form.

Wei Hua nodded and said, "Yes, apart from the four major barriers, the rest are all about gradual progress. Breaking through them is just a matter of time. However, the difficulty is mainly concentrated in the four major barriers and the advancement."

Of course, Wei Hua was just being polite. Breakthroughs between smaller stages are indeed difficult, but they are not as difficult as advancing to the next level or even reaching the four major stages.

"When do you plan to set off, Brother Weihua? Are you going to kill cyborgs, monsters, or evolved beings?" Mu Kange didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

"If you're ready, then it's fine to set off now. According to the needs of the Hidden World, we're naturally going to kill the cyborgs." Wei Hua stood up and looked towards the direction of the outsiders' camp.

This decisive demeanor surprised Mu Kange, who said, "I thought you would consider the families of those cyborgs and evolved humans before choosing which monster to target."

"Xiao Mu, it's true that I'm a traditionalist, but that's in normal times. Now that the three sides have started a war, I've already switched my mindset from that of a person to a war machine. On the battlefield, there are no men, women, young or old, only enemies and allies." Wei Hua turned around and looked at Mu Kange, his tone firm and powerful.

"To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself. If we let an enemy go for this reason, what if he kills several of our comrades later? Aren't our comrades' families also families?"

Mu Kange remained silent for a few seconds after hearing this. He realized that his emotions had been unconsciously influenced by Wei Hua. As the strength of a Mind-Body Ability user increases, their every word and action can make ordinary people revere them as gods.

"Brother Weihua, please calm me down. I need to stay focused on my fighting spirit." Mu Kange placed the briefcase on the ground and began to reassemble the Severing Worldly Ties.

Wei Hua nodded, disbanded the Eight-Armed Asura, and while activating the super-sensory electromagnetic waves, his hand gestures changed continuously. He said, "When you get to the battlefield, you will no longer be yourself, but a killing machine. Pain will not shake your will, fatigue will not affect your actions, and your weakness and indecisiveness will not appear on you."

"Now, look into my eyes!"

Upon hearing Wei Hua's words, Mu Kange instinctively turned his head to look at Wei Hua. Although he knew that the eyes were the windows to the soul, he had never sensed Wei Hua's inner thoughts so deeply before.

Almost instantly, Mu Kange's mind was twisted into the form Wei Hua desired. Under these circumstances, Mu Kange directly felt the power emanating from within himself.

Gestures, language, and extrasensory electromagnetic waves, combined with hypnosis, brainwaves, magnetic fields, and other techniques, can amplify the effects of the mind-body field, maximizing the influence on others.

Mu Kange quickly put on the severing of worldly ties, and at that moment he felt better than ever before, as if a fire was burning in his heart.

"I have a single-person anti-gravity low-altitude flying vehicle. Brother Weihua, would you mind squeezing in with me?" Mu Kange waved his hand, canceling the optical cloaking of the anti-gravity low-altitude flying vehicle and revealing the shape of the longsword.

Although the anti-gravity low-altitude aircraft is a single-person model, it can usually comfortably carry two people if you squeeze in. If it's a child, the number of people can be increased to three or four, not even counting the situation of stacking people on top of each other.

"Let's go then." Wei Hua naturally didn't care about these things. He also had an impression of this anti-gravity low-altitude aircraft model. Its speed reached 100 meters per second. It could be controlled by brainwaves. It was extremely quiet when moving at high speed and had reconnaissance capabilities. The semi-sealed model could also be silenced.

Using the real-time map provided by the city's defense forces, they could see where the battle was taking place. Thus, the two flew on their swords toward the direction of the outsiders' camp.

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Ling Hao walked along a deserted path, dancing an unknown solo dance as he went, giving off a strange yet very elegant feeling.

He would sometimes touch and kick things here and there, or place or even throw things around. As Ling Hao did these things, the future he was envisioning was constantly changing in his mind.

Each profession has its own expertise, and scholars are distinguished by their skills.

Those who are proficient in learning and skills are called scholars.

Those with extensive experience and superb skills are called masters.

A person who is learned, knowledgeable, highly skilled, and accomplished enough to be a teacher is called a Doctor.

Those who establish their own school of thought are called masters.

Those whose skills approach the Dao are called Grand Masters.

Those who have reached the pinnacle of their skills and perfected their craft, having attained a state of profound understanding of principles, are called Celestial Masters.

Ling Hao is already a PhD, and even an anomaly among PhDs, because this stage only changes a person's way of thinking, and is far from being able to achieve what he has.

If we were to use Mu Kange's words to describe it, it would be Broly from the old Dragon Ball movies.

The realm of taking effect as cause emphasizes that "I decide what kind of future this world will take." This is the realm of the Celestial Master, also known as the Mysterious and Subtle Immortal, and the Laplace Demon.

Whether it's a grandmaster or a great master, it's essentially the same thing: "If there are no external factors interfering, then within this scope, I am a prophet or a seer." The only difference between the two is the scope.

Even with limitations, it doesn't change the fact that Grandmasters and Grand Tutors can write scripts for the world. Ling Hao can barely be considered half a Grandmaster now. He can't decide on some details, but he can choose some major directions.

What will the weather be like on this island tomorrow and the day after? What will the temperature and humidity be like? If it rains, what will the rain be like in different areas?

All of these decisions are up to Ling Hao. As the saying goes, "Man proposes, God disposes." He is a tiny chaotic butterfly, insignificant in size, yet he can still command the wind and rain through the chaotic effect.

At this moment, his actions were like an author picking up a pen and beginning to write about the fate of the millions of creatures on this island, showing that all beings are equal in the face of the overwhelming force of nature.

Of course, if the hardware is inadequate, even if the software is up to standard, the accuracy will still be low.

But if we just arrange the most probable future to be what we want, wouldn't that be enough?

On this island, unless those guys from the Monster Research Institute have a mechanical descent into godhood, Ling Hao can only win small, medium, or big.

He is a prophet and a seer.