Chapter 821 Mortal ‘God’

After that, the worms took over the planet and the civilization of their own "gods".

They were able to develop rapidly and quickly understand their situation.

They have unique advantages, long lifespan and dormancy period, good physical strength, and are naturally able to survive in harsh environments. They can also adapt to areas with rich resources and even obtain enough energy through isotope decay.

Their deep space vehicles do not even need to consider protection and sealing. Worms can survive in outer space anyway. The only weakness is probably that they have slow metabolism because they do not need to breathe.

Slow metabolism means slower speed. They cannot move as fast as aerobic life, but are very slow.

But this is not bad. This slowness allows them to have more time to cross the void when the speed is not enough.

There is only one problem, that is, because it is too slow, their development speed may be severely limited.

However, this problem was solved after absorbing the debris after the decline of their own "gods".

The last civilization left its seeds, but did not wait for its own race to sprout from them, while the worms raised by one of their detectors accepted everything they left behind.

The worms made rapid progress.

They traveled between galaxies, they transformed their bodies so that they could greatly speed up their thinking speed through aerobic respiration, they began to upload their consciousness into machines, they had the ability to manipulate matter between galaxies, they became the "star-making gods", they could easily achieve immortality for all people, and could destroy planetary civilizations alone.

They could easily stir up gravitational points in the nebula, create star cores, and then fuse stars.

They traveled in the galaxy until the end of the universe, when the last batch of black holes would evaporate and dissipate, and everything seemed to fall into heat death.

The magnificent history of his own civilization emerged in Babar's mind.

And now, in front of him was the magnificent background of everything, the familiar universe, those large-scale structures, those galaxies, endless planets and the civilizations born in them.

As Babar said, if all these scenes were not a dream, then they could only be what God saw.

When Babar raised his hand to touch it, he found that he had no body.

"Energy body?" Babar thought, is the world where one can see God after death in the form of energy?

He was very accustomed to acting in the form of energy body, after all, he had already mastered the ability to shuttle between different bodies.

For ordinary races, the problem after energy is that they cannot feel their organs and cannot use the functions of their organs. For example, speaking is actually the result of the mouth, tongue, lungs, muscles and vocal cords working together. Without these, those young people who have just transformed from flesh to energy body life will not know how to speak.

They can only try to make a sound, even if they hum it, exhale it, or try to contract a muscle somewhere to spit out what they want to say, but that is actually impossible, because you no longer have organs and muscles.

At this time, you have to explore the essence of sound, that is, "vibration". As long as you use the energy body to simulate the vibration, you can naturally make a sound without being constrained by the vocal cords and breath.

Babar manipulated the energy body skillfully, vibrating and making sounds.

However, there was no sound.

Eh? Am I not an energy body?

He then realized that his illusory body, although in the same form as matter, was completely different in composition.

If it was a life from the world, it would be recognized at a glance that he was in the state of "spirit", but Babar could not recognize it.

But he was not horrified, but rather curious. What was going on? Did he really come to heaven after death, or was all this an illusion before death?

But at this time, a voice came: "If you want to speak, just think about it."

This voice had a completely different rhythm, a different way of speaking, and strange vowels. It was not any language that Babar was familiar with, but strangely, Babar found that... he could understand it.

"Who are you?" At this time, his thoughts also made a sound.

It was just a thought, but those words really popped out. He heard his own voice, absolutely right, it was his voice, and the words he said were very clear.

Although there was no vibration, he heard the sound.

It was really strange.

But Babar did not panic. As a thoughtful engineer, he has always been known for his excellent and calm mind.

So he asked: "Is this the world after death? Are you God? Is there really a God in this world?"

However, the voice replied: "This is not anywhere you know. There is indeed a God in this world, but God is not what you imagine."

This answer made Babar a little embarrassed, but he felt that this question was the type that had to be asked under the current circumstances, so he said: "Then, although I don't know who you are, please forgive me for asking a stupid question. Are you the 'God' you mentioned?"

The sudden voice did not suppress its emotions to maintain a perfect and mysterious tone, which made him sound more human.

He was obviously interested in Babar's question. He said: "It's interesting. People always ask me this question. Of course, they ask it in different ways. But, I'm sorry, I can't give you an answer that you can understand." , I can only say, you can call me whatever you like, because no matter what honorific title you give me, there is no honorific title that I cannot bear within your imagination. "

"Hey... there is no honorific title that I cannot bear, so did you even create the universe?" Babar was very interested, and he didn't seem to be afraid of this voice.

"What if I say yes?" the voice replied.

Babar was not shocked by such an answer. He continued: "Then what am I? If you created the universe, then I should also be created by you. So what form am I in now?"

The voice was unexpectedly patient. The voice answered Babar very frankly: "Your existence is easy to explain. You are a 'spirit'. In fact, you don't have to worry about what's wrong with you. Your current combination The method completely imitates the structure of the brain in your body, and it is the same even in the smallest details. In other words, your thoughts, memories, and personality have not changed. To you, you are the same as before. "

"So, every life is like this?" Babar asked.

"Not necessarily. Although everyone has a soul, only a small number of people can be promoted, just like you now, and get the opportunity to talk to me." The voice replied.

Babar said: "Then you chose only a few people? Why did you choose me?"

"You were chosen because of your superior thinking ability." The voice replied: "You are a smart person who realizes the possible truth of the universe, so I chose you, of course, not just you."

"It seems I am important to you," Babar said.

The voice replied: "No, you as an individual are not important to me, but 'you' are very important to me."

"In other words, you have chosen more than one being like me, so who is I? So what is your purpose? By the way, you said you are a god, do you have any proof?" Babar was a little confused. Convinced.

Babar was proud of himself and was unwilling to accept his status, so he chose to question the other party.

"You are the last one in this universe." The voice said.

This answer satisfied Babar's pride.

However, he immediately saw an even more terrifying scene.

He found that he saw his own universe, a small universe that could be held in one hand.

It was obviously so vast, billions of light-years long, but it was fragile at this moment. Just the other party's touch caused the universe to shatter, like a bubble, and disappeared with a pop.

Countless living beings originally in that universe were annihilated.

At this moment, Babar was horrified to see that the original galaxy, the large-scale structures of the galaxy that seemed to be nerve fiber networks, began to move at this moment.

That was a hypothesis he had during his lifetime, namely: "Galactic Intelligence Theory".

In fact, it means that the fiber networks that connect the universe through gravity are so similar to nerves in structure. Maybe these networks themselves are intelligent, but their reaction speed is too slow.

It turns out that this hypothesis is true.

These large-scale structures of galaxies really have their own intelligence, but their own civilizations cannot communicate with each other.

The large-scale structures of these galaxies became active. They exuded terrifying power and rushed out of the universe that was slowly heading towards destruction. The villain was only about the size of a gravel, but in that small universe, his gravel-sized body was enough. There are tens of thousands of galaxies.

This villain must have become the overlord of the universe. He can easily extinguish the stars in the universe, and crush the entire galaxy into crumbs with a wave of his hand.

But at this moment, this strong man in the galaxy who could dominate the universe was panicked. He looked at the great existence in front of him. He didn't know what kind of existence he was facing, but one of the opponent's fists could fill his entire universe!

The little people make chirping sounds, which may be their language.

Strangely, Babar found that he could understand this language. He could hear the villain screaming in despair: "Who are you?! Why do you want to destroy my universe?"

But he saw the weird appendage with five fingers below moving. He reached out and pinched the villain with two appendages. The villain immediately used some mysterious ability to try to break free, but to no avail. His lifelong cultivation Why, the experience of poor calamity was crushed to death by those two fingers.

The mysterious voice from before also said at this time: "To you, I am not a human being. I am God, the Lord of Creation. Moreover, this is not destruction, this is rebirth."

The voice said so and threw the corpse of the strong man who once dominated the universe into the basin behind him. There were already forty or fifty similar corpses there.

Babar was so horrified that he could hardly describe what he saw.

The universe was destroyed. Although the universe was indeed on the verge of destruction, after all, even the black holes were about to evaporate, he never thought that the ending of the universe would be like this.

However, after the destruction, the corpses of these large-scale galaxies were kneaded back together.

So——there was a cosmic explosion.

A brand new universe was born.

This universe is so young that it is so beautiful. Nebulae are spraying colorful springs like fountains. Countless stars are lit up, and light and heat fill the entire universe, unlike the old and dying before.

Babar was shocked and speechless.

He now believes that the existence in front of him may indeed be God.

In addition to "God", what other words can describe such an existence?

"So... God, why did you choose me?" Babar put down his pride and humbly faced the voice in front of him.

"You are playing the role you should play-you can think." The voice said so.

"What?" Babar was puzzled.

"Just like now, you can'think', as I said just now, you are a smart person."

"In other words, you need me to help you'think'? Great God, you should be much smarter than me. Can my wisdom compare with yours? How can my thinking help you?" Babar couldn't understand.

The voice replied: "I don't know, as you can see, I am not omniscient."

"Then how do I need to think?" Babar asked.

"That's what you have to think about." The voice replied.

"Thinking without a purpose... How long should I think?" Babar continued to ask.

Babar seemed to have realized something. The other party needed him to think, and there was no goal. He just needed him to keep thinking.

So why should he think aimlessly?

Could it be that the other party just felt that thinking and exploration itself had considerable value? Didn't he think that thinking needed other purposes?

Babar couldn't help but think.

The voice seemed to be able to see through Babar's actions, and he was very happy: "Look, that's it, you did a good job, when you start thinking, that's what I want you to do."

Babar shuddered.

He realized a very terrifying future. The existence in front of him wanted to drain all his thoughts and inspiration. When he "couldn't think", he would be destroyed.

"Are you only talking to me?" Babar tried to keep his tone calm: "How long should I think?"

"Of course not, I am also communicating with many lives like you at the same time. As for the time limit for your thinking..."

"I think the answer should be 'forever'."