Chapter 1820: The Lord of Primal Motion
Gao Gong had never expected the resonance of the ten fusion technologies to evolve into the Zerg technology tree.
So his carbon-based technology tree for the ascension tier finally had a lead?
Yet when faced with this huge pie that had suddenly fallen from the sky, Gao Gong's first reaction was not to hurry over and freeload from it, but to take several steps back.
He looked "up and down" at the "starry sky."
His instincts told him something was wrong.
He had not forgotten the true purpose of this trip: to find the anomaly in the evolution of the timeline.
Although the "simulated timeline" was merely a "simulated answer," a "simulated answer" was still an answer. It could not possibly have no clue at all.
Moreover, based on what Gao Gong had "seen," the point at which that level-five civilization had acted should not even have been after his own ascension. It should have already been "hung up" before his ascension.
Something was wrong!
Very wrong!
Without another word, Gao Gong turned and fled.
He completely ignored the precious "Zerg technology tree."
The starry sky—or rather, the endless, profound darkness itself that bore this starry sky—sent ripples spreading outward.
An existence that could not be described as a "voice," yet which directly "resounded" deep within Gao Gong's consciousness, calmly permeated the area:
"Why leave in such a hurry, visitor bearing the 'King's Seal'?"
Gao Gong's footsteps halted abruptly—not because of those words, but because a vast, unstoppable force, gentle yet irresistible, lightly supported him.
He slowly turned around. His gaze was sharp as a blade as he looked toward the center of the ripples.
The darkness that had originally been void now seemed to transform into an unfathomably deep pool of ink.