Dialogue

Miracles manifest, a new god is born.

The new church on the ground began to spread its doctrines and counterattack.

The two great churches began to carve up the entire world, erupting in an unprecedented bloody war.

Even the common people began to defect, feeling that the emperor was more trustworthy. After all, under his guidance, His Majesty had indeed saved them time and time again, while the Outer Gods continuously annihilated them.

A large number of Atabians began to wake up.

And high above.

This newly born god, with bones exposed and swaying, propped up its body.

It was like a patient paralyzed for decades who suddenly got out of bed to do rehabilitation exercises.

Li Qing sat opposite the glass, looking at the emaciated skeleton the same size as himself, always feeling like a weak skeleton soldier from a Western fantasy world had appeared in reality.

First, he imprisoned Ning Guochang.

Now he's imprisoning a skeleton monster.

But how could Li Qing be afraid?

To put it simply: they created a person, a person walking everywhere on the street, like the old lady next door, like Susannie.

Can it break tempered glass?

No.

Humans have limits.

In the current situation, Li Qing was indeed very scared.

If outsiders saw this scene, they might mistake him for a perverted kidnapper in a movie, engaging in a confinement play, and would be so terrified that they would wet themselves and call the police, and he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

There were no other worries for the time being.

"Should I call you the Suffering God, Mebius?" The voice of the Outer God came from beyond the sky.

The person on the ground impersonated a god. The evil god outside the Crystal Wall world showed no joy or anger. He seemed distant and aloof, as if not in the mortal world, and simply said:

"Mortal, you are simply insane. This is not something your civilization can achieve at its current scale. You should know that when you have such a massive body, you will have concerns about lifespan."

This giant would die of old age.

The one in front of him was clearly malnourished, struggling to walk, a disabled person with congenital genetic defects. They couldn't create a complete human at all.

Human life is extremely delicate and fragile. Even a small missing gene fragment can cause various disabilities, hemophilia, albinism, and physical deformities. How huge are the missing fragments in this human experimental subject? Perhaps it will soon collapse and die from a genetic defect disease.

"Yes, I have gone mad. Now I can feel that I have only six days of lifespan left in this giant's shell."

The Great Emperor of Atabia, Mebius, sensing the vast Outer God beyond the Crystal Wall world, confessed frankly.

He sat on the neuron-controlled imperial throne, his lower body embedded within the giant, already one with it. If the giant died, he would die too.

This was the price.

This was different from those fish; this was the immense price of controlling this mecha.

He sat on the neuron wheelchair of the imperial throne, his voice calm: "As long as I can evolve this body, I can extend my lifespan and evolve madly like before. As long as I am fast enough, I can catch up to death! I might die on the way, but I have my dignity and refuse the fate arranged by the gods!"

His voice carried an anger that came from the depths of his bones, as no one liked to have their fate arranged.

"You are too radical."

The voice came from beyond the sky, vast and indifferent.

"You should know, this is just one choice!" He spread his hands helplessly.

He seemed like a philosophical thinker, maintaining a gentle scholar's demeanor on the surface, yet always feeling like a gentle, mad serial killer. "Right now, it's just forced evolution in the face of death. Is evolving with this body any different from evolving through the repeated great extinctions of civilization before?"

Building this giant was not easy for him.

Normal technological development was far from sufficient; he could only copy it for now.

They frantically simplified the "Giant God Gene Blueprint," using the spine as the center to forcibly shape the person.

Currently, there were no eyes, ears, mouth, nose, internal organs, heart, or blood vessels – such super-precise organs.

It was just a [skeleton] + [muscles] humanoid bone and flesh structure, all form and no substance.

But this was enough!

No technology can reach its peak in one step.

Nuwa also first shaped the general mud figure before carving the features and facial organs when creating humans.

He was the same.

First, he built the massive human skeleton and covered it with muscles, then, on this flesh-and-blood puppet, he would slowly evolve the detailed meridians, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, billions of blood vessels, and internal organs, activating the visual and auditory nerves.

Li Qing barely spoke.

But the emperor, on the other hand, was constantly adapting to this huge body while explaining.

"This is just the framework of a god."

His entire lower body was like the roots of a large tree, embedded in the neuron throne. "Oh, deities, the more I analyze the Gene Script, the more I marvel at how powerful divine beings truly are."

The Great Emperor of Atabia said coldly to the chaotic evil god outside the wall:

"According to the continuous calculations of us Atabians, your gods have a lifespan of at least three hundred years, are immensely strong, and are still evolving, far from reaching their peak, not to mention possessing various mysterious superpowers!"

"From a human perspective, your abilities in all aspects can indeed be called incredible gods."

Li Qing frowned.

Is he talking about us humans?

But he quickly thought of the reason.

The gene structure blueprints the other party obtained were for the super-human Ning Guochang, who was a Zombie Lord.

A lifespan of at least three hundred years was true, and this individual had indeed been removed from the human race. What they built according to Ning Guochang's blueprints was not human at all, but "alien beings"!

"At the same time, we discovered that the energy level of gods is too immense! It contains incredibly profound and astonishing power!"

The Great Emperor of Atabia said, "Our energy was only enough to build this skeleton."

Even building such a large skeleton consumed the resources of the entire country.

And these resources came mostly from Ning Guochang's shelves behind the room.

Those buckets of instant noodles, bags of instant noodles, and sausages were all being gnawed on by these Atabians, their packaging torn open.

Otherwise, their impoverished world, even with the strength of the entire nation, wouldn't have been able to build this giant skeleton.

"But how could we possibly stop here!"

The Great Emperor of Atabia's voice was gentle, as if confiding in a friend, and he said happily, "We want to build our own god, how can we stop at a skeletal framework! We want to create a complete true god!"

"Could it be?" Li Qing showed a hint of surprise.

"Yes! That's right!! As an Outer God, you are too powerful, so you cannot easily descend into our world! You can only watch as we nurture a true god, which will demonstrate the greatest wisdom and courage of us Atabians!"

He suddenly laughed again:

"We are stealing the authority of gods, and we must start by stealing the food of gods!"

He controlled the giant exoskeleton, like a newborn infant, to turn around and stagger towards the huge shelves behind him.

These bagged instant noodles and sausages were all opened, having long been used as energy for developing their civilization.

However, sealed packages like canned meat and canned fruit were something their backward Atabians couldn't open.

But at this moment, the wise men of Atabia's eyes suddenly lit up:

The previous Atabians had used all their means but couldn't open these cans, not even the mineral water bottles. Even they had to be amazed by the terrifying power of the gods and their profound foundation, which could easily open Divine Food!

But now.

They also possessed the power of gods!

With this immensely powerful, immensely great divine power.

The Great Emperor of Atabia controlled his body and slowly approached. Even with his usual calm, he felt a tremor of excitement, as if truth was right before his eyes, about to lift a corner of the mysterious rules of the world of gods.

What was the world of gods like?

What was the structure of their food?

What abilities did it contain?

Could various gene sequences be analyzed from the food?

And could they use this to glimpse the environment of the world of the gods outside?

He grabbed a can of beef and slowly pulled.

Crack!

Bones fractured, and cracks appeared in the bones.

Splurt!

A large amount of muscle was torn, and flesh burst out with blood.

This human, created by forcibly simplifying genes, was like someone with osteoporosis, muscle atrophy, and severe hemophilia. It was already a miracle that he could live in this world.

Li Qing was silent.

Your birth had such prestige.

All the Atabian cities cheered for you.

The common people on the ground chanted your divine name.

And in the end, you turn around and open a can in front of me?

I hope the canned food left by Ning Guochang hasn't expired.

Although Li Qing was complaining internally, he also somewhat understood this capricious emperor. Indeed, most geniuses were eccentric madmen, otherwise, they wouldn't have created something as crazy as the Tower of Babel.