Chapter 1723 The Changes in Parchment

The first difficulty he has to face is to collect three scale units of spiritual essence.

According to the density of creatures in the Wuxiang Realm, to collect so many spiritual elements, half of the Wuxiang Realm needs to be completely searched.

It's not like collecting a little and leaving like before, but turning half of the Wuxiang Realm into a dead place.

This can no longer be summarized as difficult, it is completely impossible.

Lin Shan has been wandering around for many years, and the total distance traveled is only a tiny node in a moment.

Under normal circumstances, according to the speed of Sequence 0, the time required to fly from the birth of the surface void to its destruction when crossing the 1 scale. The real situation may be shorter, but it is at least a time in hundreds of gray fog eras.

To harvest the spiritual essence in an area with a diameter of fifty scales, not only is the harvesting process difficult, but just crossing the distance of fifty scales in a straight line would require hundreds or even thousands of gray fog eras.

To complete this step, one must be hostile to the entire Wuxiang Realm.

This is only the first step.

But there are often shortcuts to distances. Lin Shan predicted that if he was willing to do it, it would not be impossible to harvest various spiritual treasures and raw energy while harvesting spiritual elements in a hundred gray fog eras.

It is expected that in the 100th century, the three prerequisites for ‘reaching the sky’ – spiritual essence, spiritual objects, and original energy – can be completed.

This estimated time of one hundred epochs can only be realized in a prosperous realm like the Wuxiang Realm.

The remaining rules of intercepting time and space are actually the simplest step. As long as the materials are complete and the environment permits, it can be done at any time.

The so-called general environment allows it, which means that there are existences more powerful than the indescribable ones staying in the current realm.

After thinking about this, Lin Shan felt tired.

One hundred years, let alone one hundred years, one million years from now the Gray Mist Universe will probably be in ruins.

Lin Shan closed his eyes. He just wanted to have a good sleep now.

In the gap between time and space, Lin Shan's consciousness gradually blurred. Perhaps because of excessive fatigue during this period, he naturally entered a deep sleep.

Vaguely, Lin Shan felt like he had returned to a warm embrace that he had never experienced before.

This embrace was warm and comfortable, coming from his deepest memory.

In this embrace, he felt extremely relaxed and peaceful, as if all fatigue and stress had been dispelled.

"Are you tired? Lin Shan." A voice sounded in Lin Shan's mind. The voice was warm and kind, just like the mother in his memory, full of care and love.

"Tired? Does he have the right to be tired?" Another voice sounded, with a strong anger, "You are going to die, and you still care about whether he is tired?"

"Oh no, you're already dead. What are you doing here after you're dead? Master Shenzhou?"

"There is no need to be so hostile to me. As the contemporary Heavenly Dao, I can only do things fairly. Without me, there would be no gray fog universe that continues, and there would be no him. You should be grateful to me."

The voice was calm and firm, as if stating an irrefutable fact.

"What Lord Shenzhou said is that I should thank you. If I had legs, I would definitely give you a kick. Unfortunately, I have nothing now. It is very boring to watch someone's slow life every day." There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"It turns out that the former one is really dead. He died in the memory explosion. The current one has been abandoned. You and Alto shouldn't waste time on him. We need you." The human figure pieced together from bits of debris makes a gesture of reaching out.

"Don't be so hypocritical, it's disgusting." The angry voice responded coldly.

"We really need you, come with me." The unknown humanoid voice carried endless pleading.

"I can't leave." The angry voice was firm and decisive.

"Why? Isn't it enough for Alto to stay here?"

"Do you know what people live for?" asked an angry voice.

"Meaning." A gentle voice gave the answer.

"Yes, it means more. My being here means more." There was a deep belief in the angry voice.

"Man is a product suspended in the web of meaning that he weaves. At least that's the case for me. No matter who he is, I will stay here because he is meaning."

"Alto can go back, but I can't."

"Go back to Laboratory 0 when you have time." The humanoid figure left the last words, and then immediately disappeared into nothingness.

Lin Shan outside suddenly opened his eyes, and a small white room was reflected in his eyes.

A blank photo hanging on the wall suddenly revealed a human figure.

The person in the photo gradually became clearer. He was a middle-aged man wearing a monocle and a researcher's coat.

He holds a stack of heavy books in his arms and faces the camera.

The man had a serious look on his face, as if he was thinking about something important.

The badge on the chest is very obvious, it reads:

[Particle Research Institute of the Center for the Origin of Memory Matter—Sunny Day]

"Particle Research Institute of the Center for the Study of the Origin of Memory? Sunny day?"

Lin Shan's eyes opened wider and wider, but he couldn't remember anything about this photo or the person in the photo.

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit Lin Shan, and Lin Shan felt as if his head was about to explode.

He pressed his head hard, trying to ease the pain, but to no avail.

The next second, under his hard squeeze, the head exploded into a bloody mist, with blood and brains splattering everywhere.

Without a head, Lin Shan felt much more relaxed.

The head that was squeezed out grew back in just a few seconds, the blood mist gradually dissipated, and the swelling and severe pain gradually disappeared.

Lin Shan calmed down and entered the existence space, the simple little room.

The most important things here are these photos.

The photo of Ikaros holding a stuffed rabbit that he had seen before appeared on the bed at some point.

There are two group photos hanging on the wall.

There are six people in the first group photo.

The predecessor, Zhao Xiaoan, Tushan Ranqi, Wu Wang, Ikaros, and a strange man.

There are five people in the second group photo.

The people in the photo are the predecessor, the current emperor, Zhou Huansheng, Jin Tianzong, and an unknown angel.

The first group photo was originally in the existence space, and the second group photo was seen in the memory space of the feather pen when he was looking for the feather pen, and now it has also entered the existence space.

Ikaros' personal photo was seen after conquering the copy in the game of the other shore.

Lin Shan knew the origins of these photos.

Now there is a new photo, and Lin Shan doesn't know this person.

"Memory Origin Research Center... Sunny..." Lin Shan muttered these words in a low voice.

Outside.

Lin Shan patted the non-existent dust on his body and stretched, "Parchment, it's time to work, right?"

"If we really wait until 100 billion years later, the gray fog universe will be gone."

The parchment in his mind trembled.

Parchment: [The great Lord Parchment will be away for a while and can no longer escort you to become the oldest god. ]

What does it mean?

The life span he paid before was in vain?

The next second, he saw the sheepskin rushing out of his mind and unfolding into a picture scroll. A strong attraction came from the picture scroll and sucked him in directly.