Highworker was silently pondering.
Huang Yuanli swaggered over, interrupting the tranquil moment between the male and female trees.
"Hey, where did my tree go?"
"So what if it's gone? Isn't it better to be human? Why insist on being a tree?" Highworker replied casually.
"But it seems it isn't completely gone. It seems that as long as I want to, I can grow one at any time. I can even grow more than one, and not just one species. Do you know what's going on?"
Huang Yuanli scratched her head, her face full of confusion.
"A fusion civilization can naturally undergo fusion evolution. Don't forget, you're not only the 'Eternal Rotting Mother' of the 'Nomad Civilization'; you're also the 'Eternal Rotting Mother' of this fusion civilization."
Huang Yuanli thought about it and agreed, then changed the subject.
"So what do we do now? Evolve ascension technology?"
Highworker turned his head and glanced around.
The ultimate goal had been completed, and everyone had become somewhat lax, bewildered, and even at a loss.
They had successfully ascended. That was, of course, wonderful—wonderful beyond measure!
But what were they supposed to do next?
"Buzz—!"
A faint sound abruptly rang out in this relatively "private" space. It was completely out of place against the grand cosmic background, carrying obvious characteristics of being both "artificial" and "encrypted."
It was not Du Zhaodi, nor anyone else, and even less did it come from the distant mechanical megastructure or the Chaos Nest.
The sound directly entered the "compatible" Chaos Field enveloped by the High Ascension Will, precisely connecting to a preset "private communications channel" with extremely high authorization and triggering a reception alert.
Without Highworker's permission, this communication could not get in.
"Is this the Shadow Merchant's communication number?"
Huang Yuanli was astonished.
As the black glove