The teleportation mechanism of "Evolution Paradise" came without warning. The process was incredibly smooth, sending Meng Yi back to the Hive City Grand Stage without the slightest delay.
The cramped single-person dwelling, the half-eaten nutritional paste left on the table, and the ninety-nine-percent-new puppet standing blankly outside the storage room were all exactly as he remembered.
"Has the time not changed?"
Meng Yi picked up the nutritional paste and inspected it. Its flavor was still just as invigorating. He reached out and touched the surface of the table, but no dust stained his fingers.
"Psionic Diffusion: Mental Detection!"
An eerie, intangible fluctuation pierced through the buildings. The scattered "neighbors" within a ten-kilometer radius appeared in Meng Yi's mental vision, showing no difference from before he entered the Selection Dungeon.
Some were repairing tools for repairing hunting tools, some were venting, some were reinforcing defensive facilities, and some were eating food that was difficult to describe... The Hive City Bottom remained just as "peaceful," "harmonious," "friendly," and "stable."
"The feeling is right!"
After repeated verification, Meng Yi confirmed his conjecture.
The one month in the Selection Dungeon and the fifteen days spent in Paradise—one and a half months in total—were calculated independently and did not interact with the Warhammer Worldview's timeline.
Meng Yi maintained a state of alert, not daring to slacken in the slightest as he remained wary of any possible "uninvited guests."
An hour later...
Two hours later...
There was neither a "shut-in fatty" inviting him to taste the nourishing soup in his pot, nor a Blood-armored Madman on the Brass Throne asking why he had not killed someone, with heads rolling and rivers of blood. Nor did the "Blue-haired Fluttering Bird" kindly invite him to spend some time in the "Mutation Sky Crystal Labyrinth."
As for "Slaanesh, the Dark Prince," Meng Yi's compatibility with that neither-male-nor-female purple-skinned fiend was far too poor. Slaanesh probably looked down on him as well—a super Steel Straight Man who was strict with himself.
"The fiends of the Nine Heavens of Chaos can't reach 'Evolution Paradise.' I left and returned, yet they didn't notice at all?"
Meng Yi finally relaxed somewhat.
"Omniscient and Almighty" had always been a false proposition. An "omniscient and almighty one" would necessarily know everything, understand everything, and be capable of everything.
When four "pseudo-omniscient and almighty ones" interfered with one another, argued, and dragged one another down, none of them could achieve "relative omniscience and omnipotence."
This could be verified by how often the Four Peddlers suffered mishaps in the Material Universe.
They succeeded because of the Warp and failed because of the Warp.
In the end, they were merely a group of "Earthbound Spirits" throwing their weight around while imprisoned in the Warp.
Another example was the "Imaginary Tree: Imaginary Space" from Firefly's Hometown, along with the "second-generation Child of the Version," the C'tan.
Several more hours passed, yet the Hive City Bottom still showed no change.
Meng Yi lowered his alert level. Even if the Four Peddlers truly came to block his door, being on guard would not help anyway.
He sat down on an old, greasy, heavily patched sofa.
The sofa, probably older than Meng Yi himself, let out an overloaded creak.
He could not waste a month of rest. Meng Yi began considering how to use this period effectively to grow stronger.
The lack of the Selection Dungeon and Evolution Paradise's excellent research environment was not important. He could simply work with his cells at nanometer precision by hand.
During the Paradise Stay Period, after creating the Psionic Familiar, Red Queen, Meng Yi had continuously researched whether he could load Red Queen's abilities into himself and modify each of his cells into the "Baiology Computer Version 1.0," thereby freeing himself to a certain extent from his dependence on Red Queen's Computing Power.
The modification plan was feasible. With the remaining time, Meng Yi initially established a general strategy for upgrading himself in stages. Unfortunately, time was limited, and he could not complete the iteration of his body's version during the Paradise Stay Period.
"How about taking down the Hive City and turning this disconnected planet into my Testing Ground?"
Once one possessed a powerful weapon, murderous intent naturally arose.
The thought suddenly occurred to Meng Yi, but he immediately rejected it.
Who knew whether the nobles at the top of the Hive City had a way to contact the Terra Empire?
A Psionicist who had gone mad and was wantonly causing destruction, with a threat to civilization comparable to B- (β-class), was worth the Imperial Inquisition making a laborious trip.
Even a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. No matter how the Terra Empire struggled on, crushing Meng Yi, this Small Fry who had only just begun developing, would not be a problem.
Moreover, if he spread the "Virus Progenitor" on a massive scale and its projection in the Warp attracted the interest of "Nurgle the Affectionate Father," Meng Yi would not even have a place to cry.
"Stay steady and keep developing. I can't get reckless!"
Meng Yi decided to continue lying low. He had already endured eighteen years, so enduring a little longer was no big deal.
Once he used "Evolution Paradise" to become a "Shilipo Swordsaint," he would be invincible throughout the Warhammer Universe.
He recited a line of poetry: "Today, my sword points to the Warp; I refine spirit, refine demons, and refine the heavens!"
Then he would capture the Four Peddlers and refine them in an instant, devouring the Material Universe and the Warp of the Warhammer Worldview as nourishment.
A person had to have ideals while alive. Otherwise, what was the difference between them and a salted fish?
Having decided to become a Cowardly Path Stream player, Meng Yi, whose ability to act was extraordinary, began his plan without hesitation.
He first had Red Queen devour and take over the ninety-nine-percent-new gang puppet that had suffered elimination.
He then instructed Red Queen to slowly take over the other bases and trade for daily necessities in different "gang territories."
And perhaps seize... Ahem, perhaps "trade" for some Psionic Technology products from the Terra Empire.
Meng Yi was no longer bound by the rigid rules of physical form. How could humanity be such an inconvenient thing?
Countless black-and-red threads began spreading from his body, covering every inch of the cramped room.
The stored Biomass Energy was barely enough, but sustaining it for a month would not be a problem.
The "White Studies Device," whose style was even more bizarre than the Warhammer Cesspool's, was completed one after another. As for the style of biological Psionic Technology—how about an introduction to a super-dark aesthetic?
Meng Yi began his unfinished Body Modification plan—"White Studies Battle Body 1.0: Biological Computer Matrix"!
A conventional carbon-based life-form, the human body, contained approximately forty to sixty trillion cellular structures.
The genes of the New Generation citizens of the Terra Empire had undergone multiple rounds of optimization, making them far superior to those of the "ancient human" stage.
With an average natural lifespan of two hundred years, anyone who had sufficient nutrition and exercised properly could reach the F+ Human Body Limit.
Although they were inferior to the outrageous species of the "One Piece King Worldview," ordinary citizens of the Terra Empire possessed a full one hundred to one hundred and twenty trillion cellular structures—twice as many as ancient humans.
As for how Meng Yi had arrived at the precise range of one hundred to one hundred and twenty trillion cells, he had to thank the "neighbors" for their "enthusiastic and selfless contributions."
It might have been inaccurate to say that every fiend in the Hive City Bottom had been killed, but if he killed ninety-nine percent of them, he would definitely miss plenty.
Meng Yi, who was no longer human, naturally had to be considered separately when it came to his cell count.
The number of cells depended only on whether he "wanted to," not whether he "could."
As long as he wanted to, he could absorb Biomass Energy, divide, and replicate, reaching a level far beyond that of a viral progenitor. He could spread across a village, a town, a nation, or even an entire planet.
Unfortunately, too great a volume would affect the precision of his overall control and the speed of information feedback.
At the current stage, Meng Yi's "mind" could not manipulate an enormous bodily structure on the scale of a nation or a planet as easily as his own limbs.
The astronomical energy consumption every moment was also far beyond what he could currently endure.
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