Chapter 1126 - 232: Evil God Barrier

Chapter 1126: Chapter 232: Evil God Barrier

Gao Gong woke up from his slumber.

As he opened his eyes, it was as if endless chaos flashed through his pupils, finally parting the boundless Dark Matter and Dark Energy, revealing a sky full of starlight, and Leviathans formed from that starlight.

"It’s getting a bit crowded," Gao Gong muttered.

Gao Gong sat up, his body swelling again until it was close to ten meters tall.

But in this old Walter’s royal bedchamber, that didn’t really count as much.

What made him feel crowded wasn’t this bedchamber, but this entire planet.

Ever since the Leviathan System had been activated to 54%, he often had the feeling that he’d turned into a Space Giant Whale instead of a humanoid species.

This wasn’t some kind of joke; it meant that his body structure, his senses, his XP system were all entering an irreversible Evolution stage.

The only reason he could suppress it was because he was walking the Fusion Route, and he had preemptively mastered the ’Tier 4 Bloodline - Sea of Life’.

Without these, Gao Gong would have woken up as a ’Leviathan’.

Ending up in the Kun’s Child state—human on top, whale on the bottom—would already count as lucky.

This wasn’t a joke, but a fact.

Feeling the intense urge in his body to ’swallow and spit out Cosmic Energy’, Gao Gong let out a long breath.

This kind of buff like "opening a golden finger" was something even the 4th Celestial Calamity couldn’t pull off.

Although the degree didn’t compare, in terms of changes to a single Attributes, this was already in the Ascension tier.

"Good thing I had a backup plan."

The method Gao Gong used to resolve this ’transformation’ was precisely ’Endless Cloning’.

The Cloned Civilization behind the Walter Clan had once experimented with this forbidden tech to solve "social problems".

Right now, all the ’Cloning Pods’ left by the Walter Clan, including the camp’s ’Nest Repairer’, were working overtime to produce Clones.

Clones of Gao himself.

This was a kind of "fighting poison with poison" operation.

Gao Gong exhaled, and with a thought, a string of messages immediately popped up in the air, including recent events in the camp, communications from upper management, and infrastructure development status.

"Hm, Mechanical City is pretty much finished. Looks like the Siege Battle can start."

"Qin Zhenzi is back, and brought a few Galen people. Hm, those must be that Metal Executor’s subordinates, got it."

"Qin Zhenzi has something to report to me, about Director Du, huh?"

Gao Gong raised his eyebrows, sent a message over, and not long after, Qin Zhenzi appeared at the main gate.

...

It had to be said, when it came to enjoyment, Old Walter this old bastard really knew how to live. After Qin Zhenzi entered, she saw at least over a hundred maids that matched the aesthetics of most humanoid species—Tentacle Girls, Catgirls, Mechanical Girls, Fox Girls, and so on. Although all their Genes were artificially edited and couldn’t be studied or mass-produced, just this huge flock of twittering girls was already pleasing enough to the eye.

’Boss can only enjoy himself for this short stretch of time. Once President Du comes back, all of this is getting confiscated.’

Qin Zhenzi thought silently.

At the very center of all the chirping girls, Gao’s body was half-lying, half-sitting, his robust frame like a great mountain. Just his thigh alone had a whole row of little lolis sitting on it giggling; his head was resting on the petals of a ’Flower Fairy’, who was massaging his temples, while a few alien young wives at his side were feeding him snacks.

Seeing this scene, Qin Zhenzi inexplicably remembered a line the Boss often said.

’This old man’s been fighting wars his whole life, can’t I enjoy a bit? Music, keep playing~ dancing, keep going~’

Qin Zhenzi walked up to Gao Gong with practiced ease, half kneeling, half bowing, showing off her rounded hips and powerful curves, and took over from the ’Flower Fairy’, massaging Gao’s temples.

Gao Gong kept his eyes closed, enjoying himself as he sighed.

"Crude. Way too crude."

"How can you use Tier 1 Species fur to graft Catgirl ears? At the very least you should use custom products from a gene-synthesis factory, that’s the only way it’s harmonious."

"As for Tentacle Girls, you’d better inscribe some Evil God script on the tentacles so they can have a hallucinogenic effect. Otherwise what’s the point of just tentacles? It’s not like we’re grilling squid."

"Don’t even get me started on the Bionic Man ones. Not realistic, not realistic at all."

"..."

Qin Zhenzi was a bit speechless.

Compared to the ’Civilization Knowledge’ Gao Gong casually spouted, she was more curious about how exactly he’d acquired this kind of knowledge.

Could it be that the legendary Advanced Mechanical Civilization Sovereign was also an Expert in this field, a mechanical old perv?

Monkey see, monkey do, and that’s how you end up like this?

Gao Gong waved his hand, and only after all the maids had withdrawn did he open his eyes, clear gaze, and say:

"Go on."

"Group D sent back a communication a while ago: all is well."

"If everything were really fine, you wouldn’t be here."

"Mm. After I cracked Daisila’s code, I confirmed one thing: President Du’s ’safe’ message came back one second slower than usual."

For a Mechanical Expert like Director Du, who was building a "graveyard" for the Cosmic Nobility, in theory she was not allowed any contact with the outside world.

But if you really did that, the Cosmic Nobility wouldn’t be able to recruit that many interstellar Experts, because what if you went crazy before you died and dragged someone down with you?

These ’Experts’ were all treasured by their respective Interstellar Influence.

So every once in a while, they were allowed to send a safety report themselves.

Du Zhaodi would report her safety to Group D, and Group D would report to headquarters—that was the setup.

But now, Du Zhaodi’s reply time was one second slower than before.

This wasn’t some kind of ’lag’.

Given Director Du’s machine-like personality, such a delay could only mean one thing: something had happened.

"Thinking about it now, we really were a bit careless with this."

Director Du going to the "construction site" to do grunt work and earning the camp its first pot of gold was indeed a great idea.

But what if that ’Cosmic Nobility old man’ got it into his head to drag someone into the grave with him, or even wanted to "play" with her?

The Cosmic Nobility had no shortage of tricks; the Gao Clan Ancestral Hall might not be able to resurrect her.

Gao Gong slowly closed his eyes, and the next moment, leveraging the connection of the Memory Worm, he crossed an unknown number of light-years and linked into Du Zhaodi’s perspective.

The field of view was quite blurry.

"So they really did erect an Evil God Barrier, huh."

Fortunately, Director Du’s personal freedom hadn’t been restricted; she was still shuttling through all kinds of complex machinery.

And whether it was Gao Gong’s imagination or not, wherever Du Zhaodi passed, some Tier 3, even Tier 4 Mechanical Bodies all showed postures of submission.

Soon, Du Zhaodi arrived at the core of the Fixed Star and saw a pair of powerful eyes that were half flesh, half energy.

"The Eternal Project will be fully operational in another 1000 Planet Days."

Du Zhaodi spoke.

Because of the Evil God Barrier, Gao Gong couldn’t hear what she was saying.

But from Du Zhaodi’s expression, she seemed vaguely dissatisfied, and that portion of Consciousness was also within the shielding range of the Evil God Barrier.

However, soon the two sides seemed to have reached some kind of agreement, and Du Zhaodi’s expression returned to calm.

The view spun like a carousel, and Gao Gong felt stabbing pain in his temples.

"Did that old man get his Evil God Barrier custom-made from an Ascension Civilization? The effect’s this good?"

When the view finally stabilized again, through Du Zhaodi’s eyes he saw a dozen-odd figures around her, all from different Race, in all kinds of Form, each one radiating the full Aura of a Master.

He could faintly hear Du Zhaodi’s words: ’interrupt... tamper with... take over... the Fixed Star’s magnetic field...’

The more Gao Gong listened, the stranger his expression became.

So it wasn’t the old man planning to "play" with her, but Director Du planning to "play" the old man instead, robbing the old man’s inheritance?