"Since it's already unavoidable, could you give us some time to let Amoeba find a suitable 'body' to replace itself? We are willing to pay a sufficient price in exchange for time," Huo Gu asked.
The Lord of the Spirit Domain agreed to Huo Gu's proposal.
[Yes, but it will not be for too long.]
"What is the exact time limit?"
Hearing words that implied the right of interpretation, Huo Gu warily questioned it.
[By your Earthling standards, one hundred thousand years.]
"Understood."
One hundred thousand years was an incredibly long time for Earthlings. In terms of Huaxia's history, it was equivalent to expanding it twentyfold—a span long enough for people to lose themselves in pleasure and dreams.
But for Amoeba, which needed to find a suitable replacement 'body,' one hundred thousand years was truly far too short. Even for a planet with a complete ecosystem, nurturing a civilization from nothing would take at least several hundred thousand years.
In other words, the Lord of the Spirit Domain only permitted Amoeba to search, not to cultivate one in place.
Perhaps this was because of the civilization experiment Hui had conducted...
Huo Gu pondered this internally. He was not sure whether his analysis was correct, but it still had to be analyzed.
He had Ming relay their circumstances, as well as the Spirit Domain's intentions, to Amoeba as a whole. All of this was done with the Lord of the Spirit Domain's permission.
[All right, Huo Gu, I've relayed it to them.]
"I hope they can understand their situation, and what path Amoeba's future should take."
[They have never disappointed you, have they? So relax.]
The moment the communication ended, the environment around Huo Gu and the others changed. It was as though a curtain of water had enveloped them, light