Gao Gong stared at the enormous black meteorite, and for once, he was genuinely shaken.
In Gao Gong's experience, the powers of the Three Calamities were evenly matched. But if one had to name the most mysterious of them, without a doubt, it was "the Fallen."
In his previous life, the Three Calamities had each been assigned a specific role in suppressing the civilization system.
The Formless Empire opposed the entire civilization system.
The Organic Revolutionaries conducted guerrilla warfare on the outskirts, slaughtering every civilized force that tried to break through.
And the main force responsible for opposing ninth-level civilizations was "the Fallen."
As for its abilities, even he, a former leader of a sixth-level civilization, knew very little.
But now, he at least knew one thing: this thing possessed unparalleled suppressive power over the "technology tree."
Without the "technology tree," the "world of Infinite Powerhouses" naturally could not unfold.
Without the "technology tree," the "Mechanical Uprising" naturally could not exist.
Without the "technology tree," even the highest-level power mastered by a ninth-level civilization—the "cosmic surface"...
Gao Gong was suddenly startled.
"This power is truly strange."
"The Lord of the Old World" murmured as well.
Even his unique "power of assimilation" had barely affected it.
That was why the area around the meteorite seemed increasingly vacuum-like. Countless mutated and distorted "cosmic characters" even appeared, encircling it.
Seeing this, Gao Gong raised his brows. Was the essence of the so-called "power of assimilation"—or, in other words, the essence of the garbled code of the cosmic simulator—actually mutated cosmic characters?
Or, to put it another way, was the merging of all advanced cosmic characters actually the cosmic simulator's underlying code?
Gao Gong buried this "top-secret" deeply in his heart, then asked another question.
"Is the reason you let the members of those