"Oh my god~ where did I get this?"
"Where's the system? Quickly unfold the screen! I want to create, I want to farm!"
"Damn it! This place is worse than running around on the map outside."
"Brothers, I'm inside a giant fish's belly. How do I get out? I need help urgently."
"At least you have a fish, but I don't even have anyone breathing here. It's the dead end, this isn't even prehistoric!"
"..."
The clones were transported to different worlds.
Some worlds are in the Chaos, some are just beginning to give birth to underwater life, some are just beginning to have sunlight and air, and some are simply barren wastelands...
Once they actually entered the World Seed, the clones discovered that it wasn't as wonderful as they had imagined.
A total of ninety-five clones entered the World Seed.
Only one-third of the world contains life.
Of these one-third, less than half, or just over ten, evolved into advanced intelligent life forms.
The Heavenly King were all unlucky; the worlds they inhabited were devoid of advanced intelligent life, merely desolate wastelands.
The Dharma King, a veteran player since the server's launch, remained optimistic. "Wanting both? You can't have everything. Most of my luck has come from getting this Soul Orb."
The Magician cursed, "No Cage can hold me! Watch me turn the tide with Skill of the God!"
Qin Ze spoke up to remind you, "There's no one around now, so take it easy and don't kill yourself."
The Magician stopped his right hand, which was about to touch the card of Skill of the God.
"Remember to give me more Life Essence next time, so I can break the deadlock if I encounter this situation again."
As he spoke, the Magician found a big tree and squatted down under it like a monkey.
Qin Ze said to his clones, "I know why the Ancient Race let us out."
"It is now certain that these world seeds will eventually evolve into the Abyss World."
"Once the world matures, the Abyss Gate will open, at which time contestants carrying Chaos Matter will be able to return to the Abyss."
" The Ancient Race must possess some kind of location tracking method, allowing them to pinpoint our location the moment we returned to the Abyss."
"Find us and reclaim the Chaos Matter within us."
A Bing asked, "But what about those who didn't encounter the World Seed?"
The Dharma King: "What else can we do? Of course, we can only wait to die."
The Mist Lord said coldly, " The Ancient Race are truly ruthless."
Brother Devour sighed softly, "You really think the civilizations that survived from the last era are docile Little White?"
The Magician scratched his head. "The world will take a long time to mature. Can the Ancient Race wait hundreds of millions of years?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "Time is relative, and haven't you noticed that the speed of evolution and the amount of time within each world are different?"
"At the fastest, based on the Abyss's timeline, the world could mature in three to four months."
The Abyss is updating at an increasingly rapid pace these days.
Unlike before, when the portal to the Abyss would only appear when at least one Advanced Martial Artist was born in the world.
Nowadays, just like the Sea of Glaze, the Abyss Gate opens without any preparation.
Moreover, this start time will be brought forward continuously.
Even before the Industrial Revolution or the Age of Exploration began, the Abyss Gate would appear.
Qin Ze said, "This time, the Ancient Race sent over 100,000 people from the entire Black Market."
"With such a large number of people, there will always be lucky ones who return to the Abyss after a few months."
" The Ancient Race can afford to wait this long."
The Ancient Race held this Myriad Races Grand Tournament for a very simple purpose: to send the contestants into the Northern Heaven Gate to collect Chaos Matter.
They then used the Chaos Matter collected by everyone to shut down the world, acting like cowards.
Even if the Chaos Strange God were to revive and the Abyss were to unleash its brain, it would have nothing to do with the Ancient Race that had sealed off the world.
Escaping may be shameful, but it can be useful.
They were able to shut themselves away and weather this chaotic time, waiting for new results to emerge.
Qin Ze finally understood why Zi Yue insisted on sending him to the Spirit Clan.
This parting may truly be the last.
Bai Bai lay there with its eyes lifeless, its paws pointing upwards, swaying slowly in the wind.
"I was so stupid, really. I was perfectly fine in the Chaos, why did I have to fight with the Strange God for that damned Chaos Egg?"
Without comparison, there is no harm done.
In the Chaos, Bai Bai lost was freedom, but now it's about to lose its life.
The Dharma King asked Qin Ze, "Are you really planning to stay here and waste your life like an old man?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "That was indeed my plan before, but now that I understand the Ancient Race's intentions, I don't want them to reap the benefits."
The clones immediately became excited.
"This is what Circus should be like! The fighting is awesome!"
"Is the bloodshed finally about to begin?"
"I don't need to know who I am, nor do I need to know the backstory; all I know is that I'm about to go on a killing spree."
"Let the Ancient Race open their dog eyes and see who truly reigns Abyss in the Abyss!"
"..."
Unlike his excited clone, Qin Ze flipped his wrist and took out a magical conch shell.
The Brother Devour, having finished his meditation, opened his eyes. "Have you thought it through?"
Qin Ze nodded slightly. "Let's ask the magical conch."
Echo are the very Space Rule.
No one is better at resolving this predicament than it.
Seeing this Miss Sword Case warned, "It will become increasingly demanding."
Qin Ze said calmly, "Even if it wants a heart, I can give it to it."
Who says the heart of an ox or a horse doesn't count?
Qin Ze placed the Magic Conch at the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and blew hard.
The resounding sound of the conch shell immediately echoed throughout the heavens and earth, lingering in the world for a long time.
The creatures on the ground all looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but want to kneel down and submit.
The shaman of the imperial capital approached the statue, knelt reverently, and murmured, "My lord, what instructions do you have...?"
Qin Ze had no idea that his casual action would cause a global upheaval.
After he put down the Magic Conch, Echo sound came from inside it.
"Hey buddy! You finally remembered me!"
Do you know when was the last time you blew a conch shell?
"Thirty, a full thirty Chaos days, I'm about to suffocate..."
Perhaps because it had been too long without anyone to talk to, the Echo mouth, like a rented one, kept chattering away for a full minute before finally stopping.
"Where have you been again? The Space Rule here are so strange."
Echo, true to its nature as a rule, immediately sensed the anomaly in this world.
Qin Ze cut to the chase. "I need to go out, can you help me?"
Echo a moment's hesitation, Echo chuckled and said, "My good buddy, you really don't come here unless you need something."
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a newly born world."
"It's easy to get into a place like this, but hard to get out."
Qin Ze said in a deep voice, "Give me a straight answer: can you do it or not?"
The Echo was meaningful. "Of course, it's an equal exchange, but it depends on what price you're willing to pay."