"Thank you for your answer, I have to go back."
Wang Xiaohai cannot force his way into the classroom now, unless he wants to die. He is accumulating strength, seeking a breakthrough, and looking for the energy and opportunity to fight against Yuanjing in time and space.
Since Daozi was not in any danger in the classroom, Wang Xiaohai stopped observing and returned to the No. 2 experimental area.
Experimental Area No. 2 is now silent. Except for some low-level civilizations that escaped from the Chaos Transporter, other beings above the Philosophical Realm can no longer be found. They are estimated to have returned to the dormitory area to rest.
Wang Xiaohai saw a plane god as small as dust flying quickly, but the speed was too slow, and he could not break through to reach the chaotic hyperspace. Moreover, the Chaos Academy restricted the opening of hyperspace. It was estimated that this god would never be able to fly out of this experimental area even if he died of old age.
Wang Xiaohai flew in front of this plane god and blocked his way.
The face-god saw an endless shadow ahead. He estimated it in his mind and was shocked—this shadow was as big as the universe he was in! It would take him decades to fly through it.
That is to say, based on the current size of Wang Xiaohai's body, it would take decades for this god to fly from Wang Xiaohai's feet to his head.
In fact, the experimental area does not care about gods or those below the God Emperor at all, allowing them to fend for themselves in the experimental area. No one will care about gods who are smaller than bacteria in the body.
"Don't fly forward, you will never be able to fly out."
Wang Xiaohai tried to persuade him, saying that what he said was the truth and there was no need for him to deceive a God.
When the Plane God saw the endless black shadow in front of him speak, he was suddenly frightened and his legs went weak.
"Who are you?"
“It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that you fly down and there is ground where you can live.”
"Are there other gods? Can they live forever?"
"There are definitely other gods. During this transport, at least hundreds of billions of gods were left behind in the experimental area. They might not be able to survive there forever." Wang Xiaohai said, "If you keep making the ground dirty and damaged over time, the low-level assistants will sweep it away."
"Sweep away?" said the Plane God, "Do you think we are dust or garbage?" He originally thought that he was a well-known god in the universe, but he didn't expect to become garbage after coming here.
"In front of low-level assistants, you are just garbage and need to be thrown into the twisted beast generator." Wang Xiaohai's voice was without any emotional fluctuations.
"What realm are these low-level assistants at? Why do they treat us gods as garbage!" The Plane God roared.
"Oh, you want to fight them? They are in the early to middle stages of the Creation Realm." Wang Xiaohai said, "That's the realm that can create and open up the universe."
The Plane God was speechless for a moment. The realm of philosophy was unimaginable to him, not to mention the realm of creation that he had heard of for the first time. This kind of existence could indeed sweep away the gods like garbage.
"Are you also in the realm of creation?"
"Me too."
"Can you take me out?"
"Okay, but why should I help you?"
"I'll help you with the work." After the Plane God said this, he felt that he was wrong. The other party was the powerful being who created the universe. What could he not do? Why did he need help?
"You can come to my White Sky and help build a new world."
Wang Xiaohai learned from Man Ruoyu that the construction of the Baikong was too slow and the angels were not efficient.
The plane god escaped death and was ecstatic, nodding in agreement repeatedly.
Wang Xiaohai put this face god into Man Ruoyu's space, and Bai Konghao was also in Man Ruoyu's space.
In the next few hours, Wang Xiaohai persuaded a thousand gods to come to his Baikong to work and pay off their debts.
"We have enough. I'm sorry to the other gods, but it's just your bad luck."
Wang Xiaohai flew quickly towards Laboratory No. 2. Now was the break time, which was a good time to sneak in. He had always wanted to go into the laboratory and take a look instead of working in the experimental area.
The transport side door of Experimental Area No. 2 has been closed, and the mechanical tracks are stationed outside the laboratory wall.
"The only way is through the main entrance."
The main door of the laboratory was not closed, but it was guarded by two senior assistants who did not allow any illegal cells to sneak in.
Wang Xiaohai ignored him and didn't flinch, still flying towards the laboratory.
"Stand still, it's break time now, no entry allowed!"
Two senior assistants took out two long sticks and crossed them to block the main entrance of the laboratory to prevent Wang Xiaohai from flying in.
Wang Xiaohai drew out the Broken Dao Sword, and the sword body shook, turning into thousands of sword shadows, covering the two Chaos Realm masters below.
"How dare this guy from the Creation Realm attack the Chaos Realm!"
The two senior assistants could hardly believe their eyes. When had they ever seen such a ferocious creative realm?
The two long sticks turned into long shadows five times the diameter of the universe and headed towards Wang Xiaohai. The sticks were surrounded by the law of chaos, and anyone who touched the realm of creation would die!
Sword of Destruction? Time and Space Slash.
Wang Xiaohai's Broken Dao Sword broke through time and space, and in an instant he slashed out thousands of swords, and it was slashed from behind the two senior assistants, making it impossible to defend against!
The two Chaos Realm warriors were torn into pieces before they could react. They were burned to death by the flames of destruction.
Flash sale!
Absolute instant kill!
Wang Xiaohai has grown to such a level that he can be considered invincible below the Source Realm!
Wang Xiaohai took back the Broken Dao Sword. He didn't have to spend much effort at all. After the Broken Dao Sword absorbed the lives of the two Chaos Realm cultivators, its aura became even more powerful.
The laboratory was empty at the moment, with only dozens of strange machines running non-stop. Wang Xiaohai saw a display screen hanging on the wall. The screen was ten cosmic diameters long and five cosmic diameters wide. There was a split screen inside the display screen, which showed the working status of each machine, as well as various jumping and changing numbers and formulas.
Wang Xiaohai had never seen the dozens of machines in this laboratory, and even Man Ruoyu had never seen them before. However, the display screen on the wall had the name of the machine written in Yuan Dynasty characters, and there was a performance bar on the side.
Each machine has about 10 million performance test strips, such as energy, angle, temperature...
"Replicator?" Wang Xiaohai saw the instrument displayed in a square in the middle of the wall. "This replicator controls all the replicas of students in classes 70,000 to 90,000 in the Creation Realm."
"This proves that Chaos Academy has more than one replicator!"
Wang Xiaohai wrote down the appearance of the replicator on the display screen, then turned around and searched among dozens of machines in the laboratory, and found the replicator in no time.
His eyes turned into chaos, and the outer shell of the replicator, which was thicker than the universe, instantly became transparent. The situation inside was like tumbling fried rice. What was tumbling were the sacks of Chaos Beasts that they had previously transported to the tracks.
"I see. First, transform these Chaos Beasts into energy, and then use that energy to synthesize replicas."
Wang Xiaohai saw that the replicator had many interfaces, which analyzed the soul, ability, emotion and personality of the students who needed to be replicated.
"Who? Who broke into my lab?"
A robot lying on the floor suddenly came back to life. Its body was five times the height of the universe.
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