Above the gray fog

The first difficulty he faced was to collect three scale units of spiritual elements.

According to the density of creatures in the Wuxiang Realm, to collect so many spiritual elements, half of the Wuxiang Realm must be thoroughly plundered.

It is not like before, just collecting a little and leaving, but turning half of the Wuxiang Realm into a dead place.

This can no longer be summarized as difficult, this is completely impossible to accomplish.

Lin Shan has been wandering for many years, and the distance he has traveled is only a tiny node in one scale.

Under normal circumstances, according to the speed of sequence 0, the time required to fly from the birth to the destruction of the surface void when crossing 1 scale may be shorter in reality, but it is at least in units of hundreds of gray fog epochs.

To harvest the spiritual elements in an area with a diameter of fifty scales, not only is there the difficulty of the harvesting process, but just the distance of crossing these fifty scales in a straight line will take hundreds or even thousands of gray fog epochs.

To complete this step, it is also necessary to be the enemy of the entire Wuxiang Realm.

This is just the first step.

But there are often shortcuts to distance. Lin Shan estimated that if he was willing to do it, it would not be impossible to harvest spiritual elements and plunder various spiritual treasures and original energy in a hundred gray fog epochs.

It is estimated that in a hundred epochs, the three prerequisites for "ascending to the sky" can be completed - spiritual elements, spiritual objects, and original energy.

This estimated time of a hundred epochs must be achieved in a prosperous realm like the Wuxiang Realm.

The remaining interception of the rules of time and space is the simplest step. As long as the materials are complete and the environment allows, it can be carried out at any time.

The so-called environment allows means that there are more powerful beings than the indescribable in the current realm.

Thinking about this, Lin Shan felt tired.

A hundred epochs, let alone a hundred epochs, the gray fog universe may be reduced to slag in a million years.

Lin Shan closed his eyes. He just wanted to have a good sleep now.

In the gap between time and space, Lin Shan's consciousness gradually blurred. Perhaps because of excessive fatigue during this period, he naturally fell into a deep sleep.

In a daze, Lin Shan felt that he had returned to an unprecedented warm embrace.

This embrace was warm and comfortable, and came from his deepest memory.

In this embrace, he felt extremely relaxed and peaceful, as if all the fatigue and pressure were dispelled.

"Are you tired? Lin Shan." A voice sounded in Lin Shan's mind, and the voice was warm and kind, just like the mother in his memory, full of care and love.

"Tired? Does he have the right to be tired?" Another voice sounded, with a strong sense of hostility, "You are about to die, and you still care about whether he is tired?"

"Oh no, you are already dead, what are you doing after you die? Lord Shenzhou?"

"Don't be so hostile to me. As the contemporary Heavenly Dao, I can only do things in a fair manner. If there is no me, there will be no continuation of the Gray Fog Universe, and there will be no him. You should thank me."

The voice was calm and firm, as if stating an irrefutable fact.

"Master Shenzhou is right. I should thank you. If I had legs, I would definitely knock on your door. Unfortunately, I have nothing now. It's boring to watch someone's life in slow motion every day." There was a hint of sarcasm in the voice of the evil.

"It turns out that the former one is really dead, died in the memory explosion, and the current one has been abandoned. You and Artor should not waste time on him. We need you." A human figure made up of bits and pieces made a gesture of reaching out.

"Don't be hypocritical, disgusting." The voice of the evil responded coldly.

"We really need you, come with me." The voice of the unknown human figure was full of endless pleading.

"I can't leave." The voice of the evil was firm and resolute.

"Why? Isn't it enough for Artor to stay here?"

"Do you know what people live for?" The voice of the evil asked.

"Meaning." The gentle voice gave the answer.

"Yes, meaning, I have more meaning here." There was a deep belief in the voice of the evil.

"People are the product of hanging on the web of meaning they weave, at least I am like this. No matter who he is, I will stay here because he is the meaning."

"Alto can go back, but I can't."

"Come back to Lab 0 when you have time." The human figure left the last sentence and then disappeared into nothingness.

Lin Shan in the outside world suddenly opened his eyes, and a small white room was reflected in his eyes.

A blank photo hanging on the wall suddenly showed a portrait.

The person in the photo gradually became clear. It was a middle-aged man wearing a monocle and a researcher's coat.

He was holding a stack of heavy books and facing the camera.

The man had a serious look, as if he was thinking about something important.

The work badge on his chest was unusually obvious, and it read:

[Research Institute of Particles, Research Center for the Origin of Memory Matter - Sunny Day]

"Research Institute of Particles, Research Center for the Origin of Memory Matter? Sunny Day?"

Lin Shan's eyes widened, but he couldn't remember anything about the photo and the person in the photo.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came over Lin Shan, and he felt as if his head was about to explode.

He pressed his head hard, trying to relieve the pain, but it was no use.

The next second, under his strong pressure, his head exploded into a bloody mist, and blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

Without a head, Lin Shan felt much more relaxed.

The head that was squeezed out grew back in just a few seconds, the blood mist gradually dissipated, and the swelling and severe pain gradually disappeared.

Lin Shan calmed down and entered the existence space, the simple little room.

The most important thing here is these photos.

The photo of Ikaros holding a stuffed rabbit that he saw before appeared on the bed at some point.

There are two group photos hanging on the wall.

There are six people in the first group photo.

The predecessor, Zhao Xiaoan, Tushan Ranqi, Wu Wang, Ikaros, and a strange man.

There are five people in the second group photo.

The people in the photo are the predecessor, the current emperor, Zhou Huansheng, Jin Tianzong, and an unknown angel.

The first group photo was originally in the existence space, and the second group photo was seen in the memory space of the feather pen when he was looking for the feather pen, and now it has also entered the existence space.

Ikaros' personal photo was seen after conquering the copy in the game of the other shore.

Lin Shan knew the origins of these photos.

Now there is a new photo, and this person Lin Shan does not know.

"Memory Origin Research Center... Sunny day..." Lin Shan muttered these words in a low voice.

Outside world.

Lin Shan patted the non-existent dust on his body and stretched, "Parchment, it's time to work, right?"

"If we really wait until 100 billion years later, the gray fog universe will be gone."

The parchment in his mind trembled.

Parchment: [The great Lord Parchment will be away for a while and can no longer escort you to become the oldest god. ]

What does it mean?

The life span he paid before was in vain?

The next second, he saw the sheepskin rushing out of his mind and unfolding into a picture scroll. A strong attraction came from the picture scroll and sucked him in directly.