The Little World No. 1999.
At this point, it can no longer be considered a small world.
Chihiro, Chihiro.
Without more than a thousand small civilizations as a foundation, how can one even talk about a miniature world?
But now, within the 1999th microcosm, there is a purplish-red ocean, filled not with seawater, but with endless insects!
Various shapes, various postures.
Countless insects were crowding together freely, sleeping peacefully.
Only countless slow but powerful heartbeats echoed faintly in the crimson ocean, rippling out in vast, wave-like patterns.
Suddenly, at the deepest point of the crimson ocean floor.
Inside a colossal, blackish-red worm that was ten thousand meters long but had lost all signs of life.
A slightly crazy and neurotic voice suddenly rang out.
"My Emperor..."
"I, the Emperor... am finally back!!!"
The sound came from a pair of long, slender legs beneath a pair of black shorts.
It has legs, but no mouth.
But it made a strange sound.
These legs look as soft and smooth as jade.
It was trembling silently at this moment, looking extremely excited, with dazzling and alluring ripples spreading across its surface.
This leg belonged to the Zerg Blade Queen, Opeia, who had struggled to carry Li Qingyu's main body as she escaped the Ninth Universe's contraband warehouse!
"Squeak... squeak..."
Beside these legs.
A pair of old-fashioned wheelchairs, driven by no one, slowly rolled out, following the steps of the two legs.
Opeia glanced at the wheelchair casually with her mind and then ignored it.
This wheelchair is at least an Emperor-level item, and even if it doesn't seem very reliable, it shouldn't be wasted. So, Opeia took the wheelchair with her and left the contraband warehouse.
certainly....
With Opeia's slow pacing, she couldn't escape the wheelchair's pursuit.
"Now...."
Opeia's hoarse voice was slightly choked up, as if she might burst into tears at any moment.
"Finally, I can get rid of this fat bastard..."
Feeling the terrifying weight on her body, which was even more exaggerated than that of a superstar, Opya couldn't wait to sit down in the wheelchair behind her.
Suddenly, the wheelchair stopped moving.
I don't know if it's because it can't bear the weight, or if it's just too lazy to move.
Then....
Opeia then tried to remove the insect antennae that had transformed her into a two-legged form.
After the decommissioning is completed, we will carefully consider how to make the most of this ownerless body of the cosmic-level chosen one of human destiny.
However, an unexpected event occurred.
"untie!"
"untie!?"
"Solve, solve, solve!!??"
No matter how much Opeia tried to activate it, she couldn't break the insect whisker completion form.
She felt the delicate skin tightly wrapped around the legs that had materialized from her, forcefully suppressing and sealing her, preventing her from leaving.
Opeia was filled with questions.
It was initially thought that the human's body had such strong regenerative abilities that she was immediately enveloped by this thin layer of skin after transforming into legs.
And so... here's what she got!?
Could it be that this skin is trying to forcibly confine her to legs, preventing her from going out?
"ridiculous...."
"It's just a new layer of skin."
"It was formed without an owner, does it really think I grew up eating grass?"
A nameless rage rose within Opeia, as if she were being toyed with by this unclaimed body, but it felt strange to vent her anger on a mindless body.
Filled with rage, Opeia resentfully channeled all her power into her body.
"Such tiny skin, yet you look down on insects..."
"Break for me...!!!!!!!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out.
at the same time.
A small section of snow-white skin in the middle of the thigh, as if treated with cupping, turned slightly red and slowly protruded.
However....
They waited until the trembling, sharp shout ended.
The skin on her legs was not damaged at all. Instead, as Opeia's stern shout disappeared, even the small protruding patch of skin returned to its smooth state.
It's as if...
None of this ever happened.
But Opeia knew...
The skin is not broken.
Her heart, however, was broken.
It's so badly broken that it can't be pieced back together.
"for...."
"Why...."
Opeia's heart trembled, shattering into pieces.
"Why is this human chosen one so thick-skinned?!?"
After screaming and going crazy for a long time.
Opeia then fell silent.
"It just means we can't go out for the time being..."
"What's the big deal? From now on, this body belongs to me. I can do whatever I want. It's no big deal."
"Right now, the thing to consider is how to control this body."
While Opeia was pondering this.
The system notification sounded abruptly, like...
The Ninth Universe System sensed Opeia's madness and waited a while before sending the message.
[Ninth Universe System: Since all minor worlds have entered the points competition, you, who have obtained the crown of the overlord of minor world number 1999, have the following choice.]
[1. Intervene in the points battle to help other civilizations complete the match as quickly as possible; points can be exchanged for items.]
2. Not involved in the points competition.
"Um?"
"There's no penalty, so who wouldn't choose option one? They could just choose one and then slack off, right?"
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