Chapter 375 The man who rules over eighteen galaxies!

"Just say it." Su Mu replied.

"Senior, how long have you been guarding this river?" Zhang Ruochen asked in a different way.

Su Mu thought for a while and said, "It should be seven or eight years."

Because Nannan is almost eight years old. I picked her up not long after I traveled from Blue Star to this river. I have been guarding her for as many years as Nannan is old.

Hearing that he had lived in the long river of time for so many years, Zhang Ruochen took a breath of cold air.

Take the Immortal Emperor's cultivation as an example. The average Immortal Emperor would not dare to stay on the River of Time for more than three days at most. If an Immortal Emperor had a more proficient grasp of the way of time, he could stay for about five days.

Because the rules above the long river of time have an extremely strong repressive effect, the longer you stay, the stronger the repressive ability will be.

Take Zhang Ruochen himself for example. He would never stay in the river of time for more than three months at a time. Generally, after three months, he would leave for a while.

Moreover, this Senior Su has lived here for seven or eight years. It’s not that he can only live here for seven or eight years, but that he has been guarding the long river of time, and only so many years have passed!

Therefore, a bold guess is that Senior Su is not suppressed by the rules of the River of Time at all. Analysis shows that Senior Su's mastery of the River of Time is already very deep.

"Then senior, how long do you plan to hold on?" Zhang Ruochen asked tentatively.

"Why do you ask that?"

Su Mu frowned.

It's not that he wants to guard the river for how long, but this is his system's task. He must completely refine himself before he can leave. It's not his own will.

How could he possibly tell the secret of the system he owned? That's why he asked Zhang Ruochen this question.

"No, no, no, I was too talkative." After hearing Su Mu's unhappy tone, Zhang Ruochen quickly waved his hand and said

These things are originally taboo things. When going out, the most taboo thing is to ask a woman's age and a man's trump card.

The two chatted casually. As they chatted, Zhang Ruochen thought of something and asked Su Mu, "Do you know how to play chess?"

"A little."

"But, I'm a little busy right now, so I may not have time to play chess with you."

Su Mu originally just planned to take the lamb A Fei home. If the lamb hadn't run into someone else's house to steal things, he would have been in the wrong first, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted time here.

"I won't take up too much of your time, but I have a question that I would like to ask you to help me solve."

Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.

"All right."

After he finished speaking, Zhang Ruochen took out eight compasses from his sleeves.

The compass is about the size of a palm, and inside it are small floating light dots, which looks like a chess game.

"Is this the endgame?" Su Mu saw the mystery in it at a glance.

Although it is not a regular endgame, the essence is the same. The compass is the chessboard, and the small light dots floating inside are the chess pieces. What is different from ordinary Go is that Go is two-dimensional, while this is three-dimensional.

However, what surprised Su Mu was that every light spot in this compass contained extremely powerful energy, and he didn't know if it was Su Mu's illusion, but it also contained "space rules"?

This is someone else's magic weapon, so Su Mu didn't ask any more questions.

Su Mu expanded his spiritual sense and locked onto the eight compasses at the same time, and began to analyze the situation.

These eight endgames are basically all dead ends.

Take the chess endgame as an analogy. An endgame with a solution is a live game, but an endgame with no solution at all is a dead game.

The endgames in these eight compasses are all dead ends, with no solution at all.

However, this also stimulated Su Mu's desire for challenge.

The next second, his mind was highly concentrated and he slowly closed his eyes.

Eight different pictures appeared in my mind, and each picture represented a chess game. No matter what method was used to deduce it, the final result and the final destination were all "dead ends."

In the unconscious deduction, Su Mu entered into a mysterious ethereal state.

Suddenly, eight white lines appeared in his mind, representing eight different roads, and the end of this road was "completeness".

He suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hands, and controlled the movement of the light spots in the compass.

In an instant, the compass emitted a hazy light.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen's eyes widened. Senior Su controlled all the compasses at the same time? !

Moreover, every step of his deduction was correct and perfect, and it was a method that Zhang Ruochen had never deduced before.

After just a few breaths.

All the "deadlocks" in the eight compasses have been solved!

After the "deadlock" was resolved, the originally dim compass began to become shiny, emitting a faint golden light.

Zhang Ruochen only felt his mouth dry and he swallowed unconsciously, his heart was already restless.

The "chess game" that had troubled him for so many years was solved by Senior Su in just a dozen breaths?

This is not simply a breakthrough using "violence", this is a perfect breakthrough!

From this point, we can know that Senior Su's thinking level, cognitive level, and spiritual awareness level are completely beyond his own dimension.

These eight compasses are not ordinary compasses, and the "dead game" among them is not an ordinary chess game.

Each compass represents a galaxy universe, and each point of light in it represents a world.

Zhang Ruochen is in charge of a total of eighteen galaxies of various sizes and countless worlds.

Among them, eight galaxies have fallen into a "dead end" because of their own negligence in management. Endless years of evolution have caused some worlds in the galaxies to begin to split, and the sects to begin to diverge. They are basically out of their control.

There is only one way, and that is to take action personally and use absolute "violence" to completely suppress those divided worlds, divided traditions and beliefs.

But if we do this, the end result will be that thousands of worlds in the galaxy will be completely destroyed, and it will be meaningless even if we regain control.

So, for so many years, Zhang Ruochen has been looking for the most "peaceful" solution, but he has not found it.

To put it simply, a galaxy is like an ant nest buried in the soil.

One day, due to negligence and the passage of many years, the ant nest in the soil began to split into countless small ant nests, and different species of ants were born. These different species of ants looked exactly the same and could not be distinguished at all.

In order to regain control of the ant nest, you can only pour magma into it, kill all the ants, and rebuild a new ant nest, but if you do this, you have to start all over again.

"Daoyou, wait for me!"

Zhang Ruochen turned around and strode towards the attic behind him.

(End of this chapter)