Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

[Note: The time flow rate in both the external macrocosm and the microcosm is negative, at a ratio of 1 to 60. That is, one day in the external macrocosm is equivalent to sixty days, or two months, in the internal microcosm.]

[Note: A microcosm is a small, complete universe that expands automatically every second. Currently, the total diameter of a microcosm has expanded to 500,000 light-years.]

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Miniature Universe [Pureblood Skyhorned Ant's Supreme Treasure Bone on its Chest], Eastern Star Region, Angel Civilization.

"So, with physics locked down, the universe we once inhabited was a universe of despair?"

Angel Zhixin is different from the Holy Hexi. She is a well-behaved and obedient female angel who is willing to give everything for Dongqing, who was matched with her by the Holy Treasury of Knowledge.

Why is it that all the female angels of the Angel Civilization are basically at Dong Qing's mercy in certain aspects, and we can tentatively estimate that Dong Qing has 100 to 30000 confidantes?

It's just because they're superstitious about matching with the sacred knowledge treasury. As long as Dong Qing takes down the Holy Keisha, getting that female angel from the Angel Civilization will be as simple as a thought from her.

Of course.

Even if Dong Qing really manages to capture Holy Keisha, one or two occasionally is fine, but if there are too many, Holy Keisha won't allow it and will only follow Yun Yun's example and draw her sword to kill him.

"Not necessarily. You may not know how advanced your understanding of spacetime is. In other universes, within a galaxy, traveling from one star system to another, even though the distance is only a few light-years, may take hundreds of years."

Dongqing gently nibbled on Angel Zhixin's ear, and her face immediately flushed red. She was an extremely shy female angel.

Unlike Angel Yan, who is a seasoned pro, sometimes Dong Qing doesn't even know if he's bullying her or if she's taking advantage of him.

“I understand what you mean. In other words, because physics was killed, our civilization lost its future, but it reached the pinnacle in terms of spacetime and the creation of biological gods,” Angel Zhixin whispered.

"That's right. Your understanding of spacetime is refreshing. In my universe, there are complete physical rules. As long as you are willing, you can soon break through the shackles of a Type III civilization and become a Type IV civilization, that is, a cosmic civilization."

Dongqing once discussed with the female ant Yuniang the levels of cosmic civilizations and technological civilizations. Each level represents a different level of civilization, and advanced civilizations can absolutely crush lower civilizations.

Even if it's just one level higher in civilization level, it's equivalent to the difference between primitive civilization and modern technological civilization. Modern technological civilization can use technology to crush primitive civilization.

A Type IV civilization, also known as a cosmic civilization, is one that can develop all the energy in the universe and perceive and detect the specific coordinates of all galaxies.

They might even be able to communicate with civilizations in other universes in some way, and even explore higher dimensions; time might become a controllable weapon in their hands.

Civilizations at this level have mastered the rules of the universe and can easily wield weapons based on these rules.

"It's easier said than done. Even if our understanding of spacetime and biological god-making technology has barely reached the threshold of a level four civilization, it will take tens of millions of years to become a cosmic-level civilization."

Angel Zhixin punched Dongqing. The punch was light and weak, almost like a child's pout. And as it was said, it would take the Angel Civilization at least tens of millions of years to become a Level 4 Civilization, that is, a cosmic civilization.

This timeframe, at first glance, seems very long, after all, it's a world spanning tens of millions of years. But in reality, this timeframe is quite short. For a normal level three civilization to advance to a level four plane, it would take at least hundreds of millions of years.

In other words, the super-god-like cosmic civilization, under the constraints of physics, achieved groundbreaking progress in spacetime and biological god-making technology that was inconsistent with the normal pace of technological development of civilizations; otherwise, the time frame could not have been so short.

"Gods have infinite lifespans; even tens of millions of years are but a blink of an eye."

Dong Qing gently hugged Angel Zhi Xin. He could sense that she was a little scared. Tens of millions of years was a time she dared not imagine. After all, the Angel Civilization had only existed for a few hundred thousand years.

"Tens of millions of years have passed, and the world has changed. Will I still be here then?" Angel Zhixin buried her head in Dongqing's arms, her tone sounding somewhat heavy.

“Hahaha…” Dong Qing laughed loudly.

"Hey you bad guy, what are you laughing at? He's serious."

Angel Zhixin raised her head unhappily. This bad man, so indifferent to her feelings, she would never cooperate with his strange job-changing postures again.

“Zhixin, when we first met you were already five hundred years old, and now you are one thousand five hundred years old. Do you know what five hundred years and one thousand five hundred years really mean to mortals?” Dongqing asked.

"What does it mean?" Angel Zhixin asked, puzzled.

"Different levels of life lead to different understandings of time. Ordinary people live at most a hundred years; a few decades are enough to completely change a person, turning them from a spirited youth into a颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless, decadent, or dispirited) middle-aged man. But for us, a few decades might just be a nap, or the completion of a scientific experiment."

"Five hundred years is a period of time that ordinary people dare not even imagine. It is a period that they can only read about in history books. They cannot understand why the ancients five hundred years ago would do so many incomprehensible things, and they criticize the many irrational and incorrect decisions they made at that time from the perspective of later generations."

"Fifteen hundred years is a much longer time for ordinary people. They may not even be able to fully understand what happened fifteen hundred years ago. History can be altered, especially when it spans fifteen hundred years. The original history may have been altered countless times by multiple rulers."

Every word Dongqing uttered was a gem, perfectly interpreting mortals' understanding of time, especially considering that they had a lifespan of at most one hundred years.

"I understand now. The reason why I feel that ten million years is a long time is because I do not yet have the self-awareness of being a god?" Angel Zhixin suddenly realized.

In fact, Holy Keisha had said these things to her before, but she didn't listen at the time. Now that Dongqing is her man, she is more likely to listen to his words.

She understands now.

As gods, we should stop seeing ourselves as mortals. Mortals and gods have different perspectives and different understandings of time. A mortal's magnificent life may not even last as long as a single scientific experiment in the eyes of a god.

In that vanished, super-god-like universe, the Holy Keisha tried to teach Galaxy Force Ge Xiaolun to see the universe and the world from a god's perspective, but unfortunately, he didn't listen and couldn't comprehend the Holy Keisha's profound understanding.

The current Super God Universe has completed a cosmic reset.

There may be another Ge Xiaolun, there may be another Angel Civilization, but there will be no more Holy Keisha and others, because they have now been taken away completely by Dong Qing.

The new angelic civilization is merely a similar yet entirely different civilization. There is a new order, new angels, and no longer is there a just order to protect the weak civilizations of this universe.

Perhaps this is the true master behind this universe, the Type IV civilization, the god-level civilization that truly needs a cosmic-level civilization experiment. They want to explore the cruelty beneath the dark forest.

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“My dear Zhixin, you must understand that not every mortal can die a natural death. Many mortals don’t even live half their lives before they die from illness or accidents. So for them, every minute and every second is incredibly precious,” Dongqing said softly.

"And what about your time? Do you consider it precious?" Angel Zhixin asked.

"Of course it's important. Otherwise, I wouldn't have deliberately adjusted the flow of time in the inner and outer universes. Wasn't it so that I could spend more time with you?"

Dong Qing shrugged. His actions were quite explosive even in the myriad worlds. Who would adjust the flow of time just to be with a woman?

Truly powerful and strong individuals would not do such pointless things for women, nor would they waste their time and energy on the women around them.

But what can be done about it?

Everyone has their own way of living, and everyone has their own way of doing things. Dongqing has no interest in learning from them; he just wants to do his own thing.

If in the end, you'll be all alone.

What's the point of being able to accompany the Great Way alone?

What's the difference between loneliness and death...?

Chapter 843, So Heartless?

After appeasing Angel Zhixin and a series of other angelic beauties, Dongqing turned and went to the demonic civilization in the neighboring western star region.

Miniature Universe [Pureblood Skyhorned Ant's Supreme Treasure Bone on its Chest], Western Star Region, Demon Civilization.

Angels and demons are always in opposition, but now in Dongqing's miniature universe, angels and demons have reached a balance, each ruling a star field.

Liang Bing is still the Demon Queen. She doesn't want to go back to the Angel Civilization to become the Apocalypse King, and she doesn't want to be suppressed by her sister, the Holy Keisha, for the rest of her life.

In the Western Starfield, dominated by the Demon Civilization, the order here is dominated by darkness and chaos, which is the decadent freedom that Liang Bing has always pursued.

"You're such a small fry in this universe, I should have known better than to follow you."

Liang Bing, perhaps drunk, slumped in Dong Qing's arms, babbling incoherently. Dressed in a black stockings and bodycon dress, she possessed an indescribable charm at that moment.

"Small? My universe is already quite large. Although it cannot be compared with the complete universe, it is still quite large. Besides, I also gave you a star field."

Dong Qing's tone was somewhat helpless. This woman liked to pretend to be drunk. She was already a fourth-generation divine body, and no one would believe she could be drunk. She was just trying to find an excuse for the crazy job change later.

As he said.

Currently, the total diameter of the microcosm is 500,000 light-years, and the Western Star Region also has a range of over 100,000 light-years. It cannot compare to the super-god universe, but it is definitely many times larger than most fantasy cultivation worlds.

To know.

The Milky Way is only about 100,000 light-years away and contains 100 billion stars. Each star represents a star system, so don't underestimate Dongqing's miniature universe.

Although this miniature universe cannot compare to the super-god universe, and is still far from having a diameter of 90 billion light-years, a diameter of 500,000 light-years is enough to nurture civilization.

A star field is a galaxy.

A galaxy, approximately 100,000 light-years away.

The four star regions—east, west, south, and north—are equivalent to four galaxies.

Dongqing assigned a dominant civilization to each river system.

Eastern Star Region: Angel Civilization, Chief God Keisha, no subordinate civilizations yet.

Western Star Region: Demon Civilization, Supreme God Liang Bing, no subordinate civilizations yet.

Southern Star Region: Blazing Sun Civilization, Chief God Di Lena, no subordinate civilizations yet.

Northern Star Region: Douluo God Realm, its subordinate civilizations, Heaven Dou Empire, Demon Eye Civilization, Great Qin Empire... and so on, totaling one hundred and eight lower realms.

Almost every moment, within the miniature universe [Pureblood Skyhorned Ant's Supreme Treasure Bone in the Chest], countless lives are born and destroyed in the four galactic star regions of the east, west, south, and north.

The emergence of civilization was only a matter of time. Where there is life, there is civilization; it just takes time for this to evolve. It took Earth several thousand years for human civilization to appear.

Therefore, Xiao Yan's system did not lie to Xiao Yan. It truly could not afford to offend Dong Qing, the master of the universe, not to mention that its superior, Zhi Zi, was Dong Qing's person.

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"At this rate, when will it expand into a vast universe? Do we really have to wait tens of millions of years, or even hundreds of millions of years?" Liang Bing unbuttoned Dong Qing's clothes.

"What meaning does time still hold for you?" Dong Qing asked.

"Meaning? My Queen, I'll lose interest in you in ten million years, no more than thirty million." Liang Bing leaned down and gently bit Dong Qing's ear.

"So heartless?" Dong Qing shrugged.

“Thirty million years...that’s really not enough. How about fifty million years?” Liang Bing suggested.

"Can't it be a billion years?" Dongqing touched his nose.

"Stop talking nonsense. I've only lived for 30,000 years. Tens of millions of years feel like a long time. How can I guarantee you hundreds of millions of years?"

Liang Bing slapped Dong Qing's hand away from her nose. She hated it when he touched her nose. Couldn't he touch other places? Or did he not have a nose at all?

“That’s true, a hundred million years is too far away, let’s live in the present!” Dong Qing nodded.

Next.

It's the job change time, and that time is quite long.

Perhaps in the eyes of true powerhouses, changing jobs is a waste of life and time, but in reality, it is the most efficient and practical way to communicate emotionally.

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Miniature Universe [Pureblood Skyhorn Ant's Supreme Treasure Bone on its Chest], Southern Star Region, Blazing Sun Civilization.

“Your Highness, you are the sovereign and I am the subject. If Lena sees us doing these things behind her back, she will be very unhappy.”

With a righteous expression, the Crimson Wind Guardian Wu Zhao adjusted her black-rimmed glasses, completely disregarding the fact that she was currently sitting in Dong Qing's lap.