Chapter 1862 The mother tree that resumes the old business
Seeing that the faces of the young monks were full of excitement, the monk in white knew that his goal had been achieved, and then stepped aside with a smile.
Young people need a sense of mission and a goal in their hearts to strive for. If this goal is lofty and great, they will work hard for it regardless of their own lives.
The words of the monk in white have ignited the passion of the young monks, letting them know the mission and significance they shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, another monk came forward. His gentle face made people feel more friendly at first sight.
After glancing at the young monks, he sat down behind a table and took out a box of fleshy worms.
"Stretch out your arms and let the bug bite you, then enter the hall at the back and start receiving knowledge."
When the monk said this, he waved to the nearest young man and motioned for him to come forward.
This young monk had dark skin and even his eyes were pitch black. He hesitated for a moment and then strode forward.
The insect was placed on his arm. The young man felt as if he had been bitten, and then saw the insect's abdomen rapidly expanding.
When the insect's abdomen became the size of a fist, it automatically fell off the boy's arm and was then sealed into a box.
"Okay, next one!"
The monk in white waved his hand to the dark-skinned boy, indicating that he could enter the hall, and at the same time called the next young monk to come forward.
After seeing that the insect only sucked some blood, the young monks behind him no longer hesitated and stepped forward one after another to let the weird insect bite him.
It didn't take long for all the young monks who had collected their essence and blood to enter the hall, and then lay down among the silver-gray containers.
The light blue liquid filled the container, and it didn't take long for the young monks soaked in the liquid to fall into a deep sleep one after another.
While they were sleeping, the knowledge carefully compiled by Tang Zhen was constantly poured into their minds.
The bodies of the young monks were in a coma, but their souls became extremely active. They were led into a special space and began to absorb this knowledge like sponges.
In this special space, the souls of the young monks are constantly nourished and become more solid and agile.
Unknowingly, the soul strength of these young monks has surpassed that of the lord monks, and they are constantly moving towards the standard of king-level monks.
If they wake up at this time, they will find that their physical bodies have become extremely uncoordinated, because their souls are too powerful and their original physical bodies can no longer accommodate them.
What they don't even know is that after participating in this mission, their original physical bodies must be abandoned and they will never be able to re-enter.
First of all, the young monks belong to different races, but in the world of the Creator, only the human race exists, and other races are products of the Creation Ball.
Secondly, their original bodies did not meet Tang Zhen's requirements. His purpose in selecting young talents was definitely to select the best among the best.
Although these young monks have extraordinary talents, their original bodies have defects in all aspects, so he uses the power of the mother tree to reshape these young men into perfect bodies.
The body made by the mother tree is already perfect, but now coupled with the essence and blood extracted from the young man's body, combined with their original racial talents, these young monks will only gain more benefits.
It can be said that in order to complete this plan, Tang Zhen paid a considerable price, but as long as the goal is successfully completed, all the efforts will be worth it.
As the monk in white said before, once the War Zone Creator World is under control, not only will it be free from the risk of plane invasion, but its development potential will also be greatly increased.
When enough is accumulated, the supplies obtained from the Creation Ball alone can support the consumption of the Holy Dragon War Zone.
Then the Holy Dragon War Zone can even face the entire Loucheng world, sell creation balls to produce various items, and at the same time purchase precious materials needed for experiments.
This business model can benefit both the war zone and the building city world, and may become very popular among monks.
At the same time, materials needed for cultivation can also be produced and sold at cost prices, thereby improving the overall strength of the monks in the war zone.
When that time comes, even if the tower city in the Shenglong War Zone launches a plane invasion, it will only be used for training troops at most.
It is definitely not like now, in order to obtain resources to maintain the operation of the war zone, we have to launch a plane war.
After getting rid of this embarrassing situation of living if you fight and dying if you don't fight, you don't need to worry about resource issues. The development and growth of the Shenglong War Zone is naturally just around the corner.
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Just as the young monks entered the hall and fell asleep one after another, the white-clothed monk who used insects to suck blood hurriedly hurried to the bottom of the mother tree.
These essences and blood are very important. Without this kind of thing, the soul of the young monk cannot be completely integrated with the perfect body.
When the monks in white arrived at their destination, Tang Zhen was already sitting under the tree with Qianlong and others, enjoying tea and chatting comfortably.
They appeared here, presumably waiting for the blood essence to arrive.
"Lord City Lord, the blood essence and blood of the young monks has been extracted. Do you want to inject it into the fruit of the mother tree now?"
After hearing the report from the monk in white, Tang Zhen nodded and turned to look at the incarnation of the mother tree standing in front of Lisa and others.
"These young monks are very important to my plan, so there must be no mistakes in cultivating their bodies.
This is just the first batch of bodies. In the days to come, you will need to cultivate more bodies.
I never let anyone's efforts go in vain, so if you have any requests, you can make them to me now.
Whether it's the origin of the world or something else, as long as I can find it, I can get it for you."
After hearing Tang Zhen's promise, the incarnation of the mother tree in the form of a little loli tilted its head, as if thinking about the problem, and then jumped over.
"I don't lack anything now. If you insist on compensating me, can you help me find the world I was born in?
I miss my hometown very much now and want to see if there are still partners after that disaster."
After hearing the mother tree's request, Tang Zhen frowned slightly and seemed a little embarrassed.
In the vast void, there are countless planes, and it is actually quite difficult to find the mother tree's hometown from these planes.
"Can you change the conditions? If you search aimlessly, you may not be able to find your hometown even if it takes ten thousand years.
So it’s not that I won’t help, it’s just that your request is a bit too much.”
Tang Zhen's refusal was already very obvious, but after seeing the disappointed expression on the mother tree, he still gave some advice.
“Although this kind of thing is difficult, it is not impossible to solve it.
If I can use the law of time to trace back your past and present lives after being promoted to the Creator, I may be able to find the plane where your hometown is.
This time may be long or short, but I can promise you that once I am promoted to the Creator, I will definitely help you with this."
After hearing Tang Zhen's promise, a smile flashed across the mother tree's face and she nodded gently.
"Okay Tang Zhen, I believe in your promise, and I hope you will be promoted to Creator as soon as possible.
As for the body, you can rest assured that I absolutely guarantee that it will be the most perfect body.
Mother Tree keeps its word and never does anything like destroying its signs, Lisa and the others can attest to this!"
Seeing the serious look on the mother tree's incarnation, Tang Zhen couldn't help but laugh. He always felt that the current mother tree incarnation was even cuter.
The mother tree may have truly existed for tens of billions of years, but during this period it was full of disasters and experienced death and rebirth again and again.
Although the reborn mother tree retains its original memory, its personality is like that of a little girl, with a hint of persistence in her innocence.
While Tang Zhen was talking to the incarnation of the mother tree, the white-clothed monk had already led his assistants to cut open the fruits of the mother tree one by one and stuff the blood-sucking insects into them.
In fact, the bugs themselves are made from the mother tree. They look like bugs, but are actually blood-sucking vines.
After entering the fruit, these vines will melt quickly, and the blood essence and blood previously absorbed will be absorbed by the fruit, and then used to nurture a perfect body.