However, even if Zhu Zhengwei knew their plan, he would still be helpless.

Because no matter how much they have their own little calculations and efforts to push forward, Zhu Zhengwei still wouldn't allow the so-called Spiritual Awakening on Earth.

Everything is pointless.

At this moment.

"Sixth rank has already been broken through, a Superman in reality."

Zhu Zhengwei felt elated in his heart.

Returning to the dorm, the two guys were gaming, and he turned on his laptop, casually opened a movie, pretending to watch.

Yet in his heart, he was contemplating the next step of the world expansion plan.

Currently, he had a total of three worlds.

1. A main world.

An ever-expanding, ultra-large Four-dimensional World, based on his Dream Bubble.

2. A junkyard world.

A Heart Demon World, a collection of chaotic dream thoughts from numerous miner humans.

3. An Underworld small dream still in its infancy.

The Underworld small dream needn't be elaborated on, as it currently houses those dancing in the square dance.

Even some prematurely deceased young people from car accidents have joined the family of societal rockers.

As for the friends in the patient group?

Claiming they are dying.

In reality, they still have a month or so left.

It's actually only been a few days in reality, and with the current time ratio of one day to thirty years, it would be nine hundred years for them to pass away....

Sometimes, Zhu Zhengwei wonders if he is too impatient?

Has he still not adapted to the time difference between the Four-dimensional World and the Three-dimensional World?

But who could adapt to it?

He owns an independent exclusive dream world space, with its time ratio becoming increasingly bizarre!

"The Underworld, I don't bother with it first, let them dance the square dance; after all, it only constitutes mental pollution to those few mining rig mates."

"And that junkyard world isn't my responsibility either! It's a side effect of the Dream Superpower; after all, industrial waste gases generated by the server need somewhere to be dumped, right?"

Industrial waste must not be casually discarded without centralized waste burial, as it would pollute the environment.

Many capitalists, many real factories do this, accumulating primitive capital by secretly releasing waste gases into the sky and discharging waste water underground, but he is not that kind of person.

As someone well-educated in higher education, Zhu Zhengwei naturally detests it.

"Moreover, this disorderly junkyard world of countless distracting thoughts is evolving on its own, without my interference, the world civilization and systems that might emerge could be something even I cannot imagine."

"In a sense, even the junkyard made of Dream Residue works for me." He slightly curled his lips.

However, that being said.

This world is ultimately not his, like the Yin and Yang, the opposition of order and disorder... this world could be a threat to him.

Aside from some holistic tidying, Zhu Zhengwei began to focus on the civilization propulsion of the Ancestral Witch World.

"Next, it's really to push for the mass production of the seventh rank, this is clearly a threshold that needs to be crossed."

Zhu Zhengwei's gaze lowered as he glanced toward that world.

"If a mature seventh-rank method emerges, it would also signify that I in reality can use it to break through, Flying and Earth Escape, treading the skies, possessing battle power like that of the Emperor Chu who breaks through the atmosphere.... It's a qualitative shift! At that moment, my civilization would advance to truly 'aerospace', stepping into the world of the 'Outer Cosmos'."

Regarding the seventh-rank breakthrough method of Chu Tiange before, modifying the Dantian to have children?

Possible.

But I refuse!

This kind of unorthodox route looks unserious, unable to be popularized among the masses.

I cannot even wait for a day or two, is it necessary!?

Furthermore, Zhu Zhengwei thought to himself, rather than letting others develop this bloodline's seventh rank method...

Why not do it himself.

"After all, no one is reliable!"

He couldn't help but sigh towards the sky, "I, a man without anyone to use!"

Shiguang Blood Concealment Emperor seemed talented, but he made himself a headless brute with his own bloodline and even used a friend's head as a crown, which creeped him out.

Can this be emulated?

He could only silently wait for future people to perfect this bloodline.

And then?

The later ones perfected it, again using his bloodline to develop a childbearing seventh-rank breakthrough method.

Can this be emulated?

Isn't there a normal person!

I'm exasperated!

Truly exasperated!

Can you guys stop using my bloodline to create weird things?

Divine Blood, it's not meant to be used like that, please have some respect for the gods, will you?

"This cultivation method should indeed be done by myself...." Zhu Zhengwei is just this kind of person, he has been living too comfortably recently, after enhancing wisdom significantly, learning became simple, the course content had long been learned by him, he'd even self-studied the whole university curriculum, after all, he being the King of Competition, is not for nothing!

But now, he's bored.

Itching all over, always wanting to find something to research.

"However, I need to swap bodies, this body simply can't live an ordinary life."

He whispered, "I hold the authority of the Celestial Dao, the will of the world makes way for me, opens paths for me, and no one dares to provoke...."

"I walk thirsty in the mountains, rain falls for my bath, Immortal Herbs grow, making tea for me."

"I tread the seas without a boat, trees break into floating logs, forming a ship for me, setting sail afar."

"My blood flows through the world, people see the future in my blood, glimpse a corner of it."

Though Zhu Zhengwei's words were incredible, it was also true.

Each time he appears in the world, all beings instinctively recognize him at first glance: he is an extraordinary existence.

And such a life becomes too restrained.

Having come down once before, Zhu Zhengwei did become somewhat tired of it.

No one wants to live under a spotlight constantly, he too wishes to wrap himself in a skin suit, live an ordinary life, doing things like being a miner like Zhang Zhi...

"The body needs a change, and finally... it can be changed."

He looked towards the reboot from a previous life.

The first body from that life in Bamboo Scenic Village.

An ordinary mortal body, with hemophilia...

"You'll do," Zhu Zhengwei said calmly, "this former life's body now devoid of divinity, can allow a wisp of consciousness to enter, completely transforming into a mortal, to enter and walk the world."

"However, I still need to bestow this body with a bit of Divine Blood Authority." Zhu Zhengwei let a drop of fresh blood drip from his original body, "Bestow you the ultimate subtle power of mental control, able to manipulate the microcosmic world."

Entering the world is for research.

But it's not for starting from scratch and enduring hardships.

Some small cheat codes are still necessary, to facilitate experiments and finding people for experiments. By abandoning the ancient awe and dignity of the gods, he could, without any airs or burdens, happily wander as a mortal on the earth, harvesting like a farmer during harvest season.

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