Chapter 813 God's Game

The Xialun Galaxy, with a diameter of 200,000 light-years, is filled with brilliant stars, larger than the Milky Way, and is the center of the star cluster.

However, there are only 50 billion stars, and most of them are red giants and blue giants.

The only dwarf stars are neutron stars. More masses are large and irregular nebulae and star clusters.

This is caused by the different parameters of this dimension. Some factors cause the thermal pressure from the hot core to expand outward, which is higher than the inward pressure from the gravitational collapse. In order to maintain hydrostatic equilibrium, stars will expand greatly...

However, this does not prevent the birth of life. In many seemingly harsh places, life and even civilization are still born.

The comet civilization is probably the characteristic of this dimension. Half of the life in the entire galaxy is born on each of the giant comets...

Born in a comet and destroyed in a comet, the proportion of civilizations in this dimension that can finally go to space is much smaller.

Countless lives have died in the cruel selection of nature.

Only by stepping into the interstellar era, possessing strong productivity, countless resources around, and the ability to transform nature, can one be considered a success.

Civilization will take off from this, the population will skyrocket, and it will be scattered all over the planets. It is almost impossible for nature to exterminate them.

However, in the Xialun galaxy, apart from natural selection, civilizations also have more cruel foreign interference, that is... the ruler of the constellations.

Both are three-dimensional time and space, and many places are similar. They all have a constellation structure, and all have similar astral order with minor differences.

And where there is a social civilization, there will basically be an ascension civilization.

In this galaxy, there is a powerful ascension body, which breeds 21 interstellar civilizations and tens of thousands of primitive races.

It's not that there are only twenty-one interstellar civilizations born in this galaxy, but that he has formulated a 'law'.

In the Xialun galaxy, only twenty interstellar civilizations are allowed to exist. Once a new race is promoted to the interstellar age, the original 20 races must go through a brutal competition to eliminate one to make room.

For the civilizations that have been eliminated, Master Xialun will return them to their original form and keep some species.

Those remaining seeds of civilization, possibly with nothing left, were scattered on some planets to start over. Some equipment may be retained, incarnated as a Scourge, sent to a planet of primitive civilization, and become invaders.

Let them compete with the local races for living space, or the elements of civilization merge and graft each other.

Countless epics and various sparks of inspiration were born in it, which are of great help to Master Xia Heng. If he sees top talents, he will ruthlessly devour them.

There are two main ways of brutal competition, first, war. This is the only way that the twenty interstellar civilizations can actively choose when the ruler Xia Lun is not around.

They have to consciously kill one to free up a spot... usually the weakest one is killed.

If it can't be wiped out in time, Master Xia Lun will come back, and seeing that there are more interstellar civilizations, he will start the second method, the game of gods.

The game is different every time, and it is formulated according to the situation of each civilization and the desired experimental direction.

After all, in the eyes of Master Xia Lun,

Breeding civilization is a very advanced knowledge, it is work, not entertainment.

At this very moment, on a huge planet, twenty groups of the most elite members of civilization are conducting a Creator Contest!

Yes, these 20 groups of people themselves are the experimental materials of the god-like and powerful Xia Lun Lord, and they want to play the role of gods to cultivate primitive civilization on this planet...

Everyone's environment is the same, and the cultivation of primitive intelligent races is also the same, but their development direction will produce at least twenty branches.

Those twenty interstellar civilization personnel are like their gods, guiding them from ignorance to civilization, and from civilization to prosperity.

They don't know that they are the subject matter of the experiment, and they don't know their own gods. They try to guide them one by one, not because they love them, but because there is a master above them.

The so-called gods are also experimental materials...

The gods are trembling, only to cultivate a strong civilization, win the game, and win the star survival quota for their mother clan!

This game does not teach skills directly, nor grants any items. Everything owned by primitive civilizations must be created by themselves, and the gods cannot directly change the things made by primitive civilizations.

Competing interstellar personnel can only be guided by oracles and miracles, and cultivated by shaping culture, changing terrain, creating or preventing natural disasters, etc.

After a period of one thousand years, the master of Xialun will make an evaluation at the end. Whoever created the primitive civilization is useless, then the interstellar civilization behind it will be eliminated.

If they are all rubbish, it is likely that more than one family will be eliminated... There is a possibility that multiple places will be vacated in one go.

What is 'useless'? This is actually very subjective, Master Xia Lun did not give a standard answer.

Maybe a civilization is particularly weak, but has high potential, and is left behind. Maybe a civilization is powerful in force, but Master Xia Lun thinks it is useless, so he is eliminated.

In this case, the participating interstellar civilizations can only think of two ways to survive.

First, to urge the races being cultivated to move toward scientific enlightenment as soon as possible, to develop technology, and to become the most technologically advanced civilization on the planet, so they won’t be eliminated, right?

Second, the war exterminates one, or even several, even if it is destroyed?

Anyway, no matter what the standard is, if even the cultivated civilization is extinct, it must be the most useless.

Existence is the foundation of everything.

And first abolish other threats, so that I can develop with peace of mind.

So there are two clear ways of life.

As a result, the entire planet, and countless ignorant creatures, became gladiators in a cruel game.

Those who choose the first path are particularly difficult in the early stage. How can climbing technology be so easy to climb? A group of ignorant creatures don't know fart, and it's hard to live.

Instructing them to go to such-and-such places and observe such-and-such things, they often misunderstand... To develop science, you must have a stable life, a complicated social division of labor, and a long development time, and pay attention to the development of weak occupations, martial arts May not be enough.

At this time, the "gods" who choose the second path will most likely guide the "chosen people" and become powerful barbarians to attack, plunder, destroy, and conquer those stable and developing civilizations.

The god of the beaten civilization can't just watch, he has to do all kinds of battlefield micro-management...

The relatively simple and crude one is to create natural disasters, but the other party can also prevent natural disasters. This kind of planetary climate control, in fact, no one can do anything to others. The master has smoothed out the gap in their technology as much as possible.

So if you want to win, you have to think of various ways to provide information and guide the battle situation from the perspective of God.

The oracles and miracles should not be too frequent, and the help should not be too direct, so as not to cause the primitive race to become dependent.

If you don't do it well, you may lose your stature, and it will be difficult to do the following guidance work. Conversely, they cannot be allowed to become kowtowers.

The degree of mastery, methods and methods here are a great knowledge...

Fortunately, behind the gods, there are also interstellar civilizations making suggestions. The so-called gods on the scene are just the executors of the game. The entire competition was broadcast live by various interstellar civilizations, and it was the most important event representing the survival of civilizations.

There is also diplomacy in it, and the gods who have made good friends will inevitably join hands to eliminate others.

The gods who may not be on good terms may even see the primitive race they cultivated are about to be extinct. In order not to lose, let the interstellar civilization behind them negotiate with the other interstellar civilization: stop fighting, the technology you want, and I will give you all these star areas, let's join hands and eliminate the civilization on the opposite side...

After some interest transactions, it will be fed back to the game, and each will issue an oracle to cease the war, and suddenly turn the spearhead against other civilizations.

But the red-eyed primitive race, they really killed countless people, and sometimes an oracle can't stop them at all...

This is a real civilized battle flag game in which the chess pieces may not obey their commands.

Extremely complicated, extremely exciting, and extremely cruel...

On this day, there are still two hundred years before the end of the game.

After 800 years of fierce competition, there is a civilization called "Xi", which is almost doomed to be eliminated. Their original "chosen people" were wiped out, as early as three hundred years after the game started, they were completely wiped out.

However, this does not mean that their game will inevitably fail, and they can start all over again. Select another batch of ignorant creatures on this planet and train them.

There is no doubt that after wasting three hundred years, it will be far behind others if it starts all over again.

But there is no way, it is about the survival of countless compatriots, and we cannot give up. The possibility of coming from behind is not out of the question.

In their new start, they chose to move the 'voters' away to an extremely remote place, which is the isolated Antarctic, far away from disputes, but the environment is harsh, not only the ecology is bad, the resources are scarce, but also the cosmic radiation is invaded...

Although the environment there could be improved with 'miracles', no matter how improved it was, it would not be much better.

Although the cruel environment also has a corresponding direction of civilization, it may cultivate a particularly powerful civilization, but... there is not enough time.

Moreover, the fault tolerance rate is too low, and the possibility of failure and extinction is extremely high if civilization is cultivated in an extremely harsh way.

Why do you choose to cultivate in a stable environment? It's because no one will use this game of life and death as a platform for their own trial and error. If they screw up, all the compatriots behind will pay for it?

But now, Xizhi Civilization is forced to take this path.

Five hundred years have passed, they crossed the river by feeling the stones and overcame many difficulties, but they still faced failure...

The primitive civilization being cultivated can solve the problem of food and clothing, and it is really too late.

In this regard, after secret discussions within Xizhi Civilization, an astonishing decision was made. They changed their strategy and turned to guide the voters to become a self-destructive civilization.

The executor of the Greek civilization has calculated hundreds of nodes in Antarctica that are enough to trigger a global catastrophe.

They let those already crazy voters create a lot of explosives at all costs.

No matter what planet, as long as there is a magnetic field, there must be north and south poles, and the poles are often important hubs that can affect the world.

Antarctic voters created a catastrophic natural disaster capable of destroying all civilizations on the planet.

"Xizhi Civilization, you are crazy! Self-destructive civilization? How can there be such a civilization!" The gods all stared at each other, and they discovered it as soon as the disaster day began, and everyone was anxious.

The executor of Xizhi civilization said coldly: "It doesn't matter if you call it a self-destructive civilization."

"This is a natural disaster created by themselves. They will be the first to destroy themselves and bid farewell to the world in a brilliant form. Afterwards, they will destroy the world and wipe out all civilizations on the planet."

"Attention, according to the rules of the game, the gods cannot change the things made by the primitive civilization!"

"All of you, show me...then, everyone...start over!"

The other civilizations went crazy: "Do you want all twenty of our civilizations to be eliminated! There are only two hundred years left in the game!"

"Even if you bring us all back to the same starting line, you may not be able to pass! The bigger possibility is that we will all be eliminated! Stupid!"

The executor of Xizhi Civilization said seriously: "Then give me peace. In two hundred years, I will re-select the surviving intelligent creatures, and concentrate all my energy on the construction of social structures and the shaping of cultural trends... then There's still a chance."

"Assessing a civilization, its current technological level is not the point."

"If you are still distracted by destroying the achievements of other civilizations, you will be eliminated. On the contrary, if the civilizations of each other communicate with each other, the development will be very fast... So, start again and spend the last two hundred years together."

"What are you talking about!" Other civilizations said in amazement: "One of our twenty major interstellar civilizations must be eliminated, unite? Then who will be eliminated?"

The executor of Xizhi Civilization firmly said: "Whoever is eliminated is a matter of the master's decision!"

"We just need to be ourselves, and try our best to improve our own voters instead of destroying the achievements of others. Whoever is eliminated in the end will have no regrets."

The other civilizations are speechless. They shape their own civilizations according to their own ideas, and spend the last two hundred years in peace and unity. Who will be eliminated in the end, is it up to fate?

"You choose, whether to be erased from the starry sky like the civilization I hope, or to be together in the end and do our best."

Do other civilizations think that there is still a choice? In two hundred years, it is indeed impossible to continue the game of the past eight hundred years, and it may not be possible to survive even if they are united.

"Of course I choose the latter!"

"I join."

"I'll join too."

"Then, let's discuss a breeding strategy for collective improvement as soon as possible."

They had no choice. So far, the whole Zhanqi game, under the shuffling strategy of Xizhi Civilization's "refining geomantic omen, water and fire", has united everyone.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in their minds: "I will not allow you to destroy my experiment. You have been eliminated, Xizhi Civilization."

"What?" The interstellar civilizations were astonished.

They looked up at the sky together, and in that dark space stood an invisible huge figure.

The one who spoke was the god of this galaxy, and even all the galaxies around it, the ruler of Xia Lun.

Xizhi Wenming hurriedly said: "No! Master, I did not violate the rules of the game!"

Master Xia Lun said indifferently: "This is not a game, it's just the definition of your wishful thinking. In your competition, some primitive civilizations with innovative ideas have been born. I will not allow you to destroy my experiment."

"As for your self-destructive civilization, it's pointless."

Xizhi Civilization was dumbfounded: "How...how...you can't do this! Master! As you said yourself, things made by primitive civilization cannot be directly changed!"

Master Xia Lun said indifferently: "This is not the direction of the experiment I want..."

"Ah?" Not only Xizhi's civilization, but other civilizations were also stunned.

In the next second, Lord Xialun shrouded a curtain of light in the Antarctic. The next natural disaster will be limited to the destruction of the Antarctic civilization, and will not be able to affect the whole world in a chain reaction.

The meaning is obvious: destroy if you want, and don't destroy my other materials.

Seeing this scene, Xizhi Wenming was filled with despair.

They took advantage of the loopholes in the rules of the game and managed to revitalize the situation. They have regained their vitality, but this is just their wishful thinking.

If it's just a game, it's normal to take advantage of the rules. But for Lord Xia Lun, this is more of an experiment. He has his own purpose for the experiment. If the experiment goes out of control midway, he will of course choose to stop the experiment and adjust the rules! As for whether the little white mouse thinks it's unfair, that's none of his business.

"How can you modify the rules... What about my civilization? If I start over again, it is impossible to catch up with other civilizations..." the executor of the Xizhi civilization shouted heartbreakingly.

Master Xia Lun said indifferently: "Although the original materials you cultivated are meaningless, the actions of your civilization itself have some value. But it's only a little bit. I've seen such gamble decisions too many times."

"So what will happen to my civilization! What will happen!" The Xizhi civilization executor was really at a loss.

The invincible Juggernaut, who adjusted the rules in the midfield, said "it's not the direction I want to experiment with", is like a mechanical descending attack, and it doesn't make any sense to let them rack their brains to come up with a way to break the situation and restore the disadvantage.

This is not a game, not a game! They are not worthy to play games with Master Xia Lun.

"I decided to devour you. As for your civilization, if there is no miracle, it will be eliminated in two hundred years."

"But I will keep a small amount of your civilization achievements, put the minority groups on the primitive planet, and carry out civilization grafting with other intelligent races."

"I am looking forward to the new civilization rising again."

Master Xia Lun's final decision seemed to be very kind, but it was not much different from being sentenced to death...

boom!

The Antarctic cataclysm has already occurred, and it is sweeping all directions at an extremely fast speed.

The executors of Xi's civilization watched helplessly that the voters they cultivated were about to be destroyed.

And this destruction, although brilliant, could not bring any improvement to his civilization. On the contrary, it is a deeper despair.

Crash! Suddenly, the light curtain covering Antarctica shattered.

At the same time, the erupting earthquake stopped, the storm disappeared, the fission of the earth healed, the melting of glaciers resumed as before, and the tragic eruption of magma also flowed back as if rewinding.

Even the dead Antarctic voters stood on the ground intact, groped their bodies, looked around in a daze, and then danced and danced in praise of the earth-shattering power that turned the world around.

The interstellar civilizations are all stunned, what do you mean? Master Xia Lun changed his mind again?

"Who is it!" Master Xia Lun roared in the deep space, and Ou Tou shot out gravitational waves.

His unified material body, which is huge enough to manipulate the stars, emerged, shining brightly and shaking the starry sky.

And in front of him, stood a humanoid figure.

A small one, a mere 100,000 tons.

But it is indescribable, and any means of detection cannot scan its composition.

The upright figure is like melting into time and space, not being attracted by gravity, and not even a single particle is damaged by strong light radiation.

It's as if his whole body, down to the microcosm of every particle, is immune to external physical interference.

"What are you!" Master Xia Lun felt horrified, he had never seen such a strange object, it seemed to be the ultimate physical existence.

"I'm human." Huang Ji replied.

Shhhhhhh, the death light of ten thousand dao creations descended on the sky above Huangji, bombarding like a meteor shower.

This tentative attack is meaningless.

The Creation Death Ray, which claims to be indestructible, didn't even move a single atom!

Not only that, Huang Ji also gained a little weight...

"I've never seen a high-dimensional descendant..." Another voice sounded.

Master Xia Lun suddenly raised his head, and another figure in the shape of a badminton came down, right in front of him.

"What! High-dimensional descendant!" Master Xia Lun finally realized what he had encountered.

The legendary existence from high dimensions, the source of immortal matter!

"Run!" This was Master Xia Lun's only thought.

This kind of existence is definitely not something he can contend with. He has never even seen it. Only the strong standing on the top of the universe can defeat the descendant.

It would be nice for him to escape.

hum! Master Xia Lun fled in a hurry, and waved the stars into wormholes.

But in an instant, the wormhole collapsed, turning into a pile of quantum sparks and disappearing without a trace.

Instead, there was a mass of violent energy in his body, which exploded at the creation level!

"Boom!" Master Xia Lun's chest exploded.

Followed by the second wave, the third wave, the fourth wave... the hundred thousandth wave...

The unified material body ten times the mass of the sun was blown into an irregular cloud of stars.

Ultra-distance strike, void creation! There is also the blessing of immortal energy.

A face-to-face encounter by Tiansheng smashed Master Xia Lun to pieces.

However, Master Xia Lun did not die, on the contrary, his body remains condensed to form a brand new battle body.

"Let me go, or I will be destroyed!" Xia Lun's predicament personality rose up, and he had already deployed more than a dozen special tactics in an instant.

I saw his millions of tons of immortal matter burning rapidly, releasing the soaring power to illuminate the endless darkness.

Countless miniature black holes emerged, moving rapidly while still expanding in size.

Not only that, there are tens of thousands of immortal forts, releasing immortal death light, ten thousand beams of light, blocking the starry sky, and pushing everything across.

On the huge planet of God's Game, countless people are trembling. For primitive races, their gods moving mountains and reclaiming seas is already an invincible means.

But now outside the sky, the universe and starry sky seem to be torn apart.

Red, yellow, blue and white, all purple and red, arcs of light flow, and the explosive power of endless energy shocks the senses of all living beings.

The gods in the Zhanqi game, such as Xizhi Civilization, shouted in fear, they have never seen the burning body of Xia Lun Lord!

In the end what happened? Why does even the master who is in charge of billions of stars have to burn jade and stone together to beg the other party to let him escape?

High-dimensional descendant? what is that? God God God God?

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