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Chapter 662 Predation

And when Zhao Cheng was observing the butterfly wings on the panel, his mind observing the world suddenly moved, and he immediately noticed the extremely subtle high-dimensional power fluctuations somewhere in the world.

This fluctuation is extremely subtle. If he hadn't temporarily focused most of his mind on observing the world in order to control the overall situation at this moment, he would definitely have ignored it.

Indeed, the world is transparent in his eyes, and there are no secrets in the human world, but this refers to his active observation, not his omniscience in a passive state.

Observation requires a loss of energy.

With his current mental strength and the brilliance of his spiritual world, even if he observes 24 hours a day, the loss rate will not be greater than the recovery rate, which is enough to achieve perpetual motion.

But the key to the problem is that when he goes to observe the world, he spends more energy here, but naturally spends less in other places.

In the past few days, his speed in constructing fine holes in reality has obviously been slowed down.

It may not be a problem in the short term, but it will definitely not work in the long term.

However, Zhao Cheng never thought about lasting forever. Now that he is interfering in the development of mankind, he is just competing with the mastermind behind the scenes, and he cannot continue like this.

It doesn't even take too long. After waiting for a while, when the One World Federation is completely operational, and the first round of reshaping of the power structure of the entire world is completed, in a short period of time, even if he does not spend effort on this aspect, the operation of the One World Federation will be complete.

, and there will be no problems.

As time goes by and there is a lack of supervision, decay is inevitable, but this is mankind's own business.

In the end, the best result of everything is that what belongs to God returns to God, and what belongs to man returns to man.

Zhao Cheng felt that he did not have enough time to practice, so he had no interest in it. He paid a huge price and only created a false humanistic paradise where all the truth, goodness and beauty were tied to his own interests.

In the snowy field, Zhao Cheng "looked" over, and immediately, everything appeared in his eyes.

In a chaotic country, there is no political system in the conventional sense, but warlord rule, and no great unification has been achieved.

Therefore, even if the One World Federation is taking action, it is impossible for the commissioners of the One World Federation to calm down the area they are responsible for, and it is impossible to mobilize resources and strength to clear up the chaos here.

As for this area, commissioners from the World Federation also came over and contacted many warlord leaders. However, the situation here is more complicated. Even if the warlords are forced to cooperate, their power is still limited.

It is true that they all have troops, but their intelligence system is a puddle of mud. In addition, the territory is vast and sparsely populated, and most of the time they do not have any household registration ID cards.

The official population statistics may only be one million, but the actual population is two to three million, which is a basic operation.

In short, in the face of this situation, even if the commissioner is not an ordinary person, it will be difficult to make a difference in a short period of time.

According to the strategy set by the World Federation, it is to purge local forces first, to the extent possible, and then wait for support from other places.

With the current resources and power of mankind, if they are allocated reasonably, it is not difficult to achieve this.

It was just an unreasonable state in the past.

At this moment, in a slum in the slum, a middle-aged man in his thirties used his trembling hands and his own blood as paint to first draw a circle on a tattered wooden board, and then draw a circle outside the circle.

Larger circles, forming a ring.

After that, he began to write words in the language of his country between the two circles.

The translation is: "Great God of Doom, please grant me power beyond human beings."

Then, he made a symbol of a six-pointed star in the innermost inner circle, where the six-pointed star connected with the circle.

Immediately afterwards, he wrote six nouns on the six corners of the hexagram: earth, fire, wind, water, sky, and god.

The drawings are crooked, the circles are not too round, the straight lines are not too straight, and the written words have no sense of beauty, just like children's drawings.

The crows may be a little more orderly than what he did.

But it happened that something like this, which was even worse than graffiti, actually aroused the power of high dimensions!

If such things were known to the major religions in the world, many people would become autistic.

After all, they are the experts when it comes to playing rituals. They have been playing it for thousands of years, and the process is also done professionally. Ordinary gold and jade are not eligible to participate in the ritual. All that is required is to use special methods.

Consecrate it, or give it a legendary color with a story.

Even if it is a blood sacrifice, the sacrifice must use the blood of a virgin.

As for the situation at hand, from a professional perspective, it is blasphemous.

But professionals, with family backgrounds, held countless professional ceremonies, and no miracles were seen. The unprofessional person in front of them just activated the divine power.

I have to say that in a sense, this is also a kind of irony.

From Zhao Cheng's perspective, as the pattern was completed, the negative emotional force that had settled in the void and was born from the God of Doom was immediately drawn away.

The key to the entire ceremony is not the pattern on the wooden board. The pattern is just an auxiliary, or even something close to the coordinates. The man himself is the real source of the ceremony.

In front of Zhao Cheng, the mastermind behind the scenes demonstrated to Zhao Cheng what it meant to create a high dimension from a low dimension at the minimum cost while making reasonable use of the elements of the world itself.

This kind of operation is undoubtedly impossible for Zhao Cheng at present, but it does not affect Zhao Cheng's observation and learning.

Zhao Cheng was also thinking about how the mastermind behind the scenes accomplished all of this under offline operation.

Because at this point in time, the power of the mastermind behind the scenes is still blocked outside the universe.

The changes in front of me are just the aftermath of the last attack.

The other party did not distort or change any rules of the real world, but cleverly used the spiritual power of all living beings.

Soon, a subtle but strange power was born in the man's body, and then the genes in his body began to reorganize.

His appearance began to change, his skin became gray, but tough and resilient, like the best rubber, and his eyes also lost their luster. Instead, a more sensitive vision appeared, and his mouth also changed.

The fangs have grown out to make it easier to bite, and the limbs have grown sharp claws, everything is changing in a more aggressive direction.

However, such a genetic recombination does not use low dimensions to create high dimensions, but uses high dimensions to distort low dimensions. It is missing a crucial step and is therefore unstable. Once the high-dimensional distortion power is exhausted, the monster's genes will also be destroyed.

Will collapse.

In order to maintain their existence, they have only one way, and that is to hunt!


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