"Amoeba's survival."
After an intense internal struggle, Huo Gu directly stated his wish.
This was a carefully considered plea. It was not only a plea, but also a signal of goodwill from Amoeba as a whole toward the Lord of the Spirit Realm.
To be honest, Huo Gu had no confidence in facing the Spirit Realm head-on. It did not know the Spirit Realm's true limits; it only knew that Hui had constructed it using the 'Almighty God' as a template.
Even if it was not a complete 'Almighty God,' with Hui's technology, it would not be excessive to say it was ninety percent similar to one.
Amoeba's wings had yet to fully grow. Whether in technology or control over resources, it lagged far behind the Spirit Realm.
They did not need battle right now. Their war with the Correction Agency was already enough; what they needed now was stability to pursue breakthroughs in new technologies.
However, things did not go as Huo Gu had hoped. The Lord's reply ran contrary to its expectations.
[Find an equivalent civilization capable of replacing Amoeba, and use a 'shell' to escape the probability black hole.]
In response to Huo Gu's question, the Spirit Realm said that Amoeba need not worry about being used as its shell. Before then, it could find another civilization equally suitable to replace Amoeba, allowing it to return.
It was merely moving something from one hand to the other; the Spirit Realm simply would not care which civilization Amoeba chose as the 'replacement.'
That was the surface meaning. The deeper meaning was that the Spirit Realm had rejected Amoeba's goodwill, making it clear that there was no room for negotiation between them.
"That's the same as saying nothing..." Huo Gu grumbled inwardly. It mainly wanted to communicate amicably with