Though he had no complete plan, with Gu Xi's current store of knowledge and experience, he still had some ideas about how to handle the Remains of the Heavenly Dao.
Now, as soon as Gu Xi began, some of his movements seemed almost instinctive. Following that instinct, he worked on, and before long, this length of tree root was already covered in Death Script.
"Bring the things up."
Looking at his work, Gu Xi showed no trace of a smile. Instead, he quickly gave his orders.
The situation before him was proceeding according to Gu Xi's instincts.
Everything looked quite complete in every respect, but for some reason, Gu Xi kept feeling as if it was just a little short.
Could it be that something like the Heavenly Dao truly could not be replicated?
That made no sense.
If the underworld could have a Small Underworld, and the Heavenly Dao could die, there was no reason it could not be transformed into an undead.
While Gu Xi stared blankly at the wood before him, a large number of Hauling Units had already carried up all kinds of supplies.
These supplies mainly consisted of World Tree and giant dragon powder.
Their source was naturally all from the previous Game World.
They were products from the Core Underworld.
Of course, no matter how many ideas Gu Xi had, he could not use too much of them.
When these things were delivered, Gu Xi hesitated. Only after a long while did he give an order. "Grind the other materials into powder, mix them into a semi-solid liquid according to the proportions I give, and apply it to this piece of wood according to my requirements.
Also, go ask Moore for some Ghost Dragons. I need the Ghost Dragons' curses."
At Gu Xi's command,