Chapter 48

The teleportation mechanism of the "Evolution Paradise" came unexpectedly; the teleportation process was incredibly smooth, and Meng Yi was sent back to the Hive City stage without any delay.

The narrow, cramped single-person dwelling, the half-eaten nutrient paste left on the table, and the 99% new puppet standing dully outside the storage room door.

"Has the time not changed?"

Meng Yi picked up the nutrient paste to check; the taste was still as refreshing as ever. He reached out to touch the surface of the table, and his fingertips didn't pick up any dust.

【'Psionic Diffusion · Mental Detection'!'】

The intangible, eerie fluctuations penetrated the obstacles of the building, and the scattered 'neighbors' distributed within a ten-kilometer radius appeared in Meng Yi's mental vision, showing no changes from before he entered the Selection Dungeon.

Those repairing hunting tools were still repairing them, those venting were still venting, those strengthening defensive facilities were still strengthening them, those eating indescribable food were still eating... the bottom of the Hive City was still as 'peaceful,' 'harmonious,' 'friendly,' and 'stable' as ever.

"The taste is right!"

After multiple verifications, Meng Yi confirmed his hypothesis.

The one month in the Selection Dungeon and the fifteen days in the Paradise were calculated independently, totaling one and a half months, and did not interact with the timeline of the Warhammer worldview.

Meng Yi maintained a state of alert, not daring to slack off in the slightest, wary of any 'uninvited guests' that might appear.

One hour later...

Two hours later...

Neither the 'nerdy fatty' invited him to taste the ten-all-healing soup in the pot, nor did the blood-armored madman on the Brass Throne ask him why he hadn't killed until heads rolled and blood flowed like a river. Nor did the 'blue-haired flapping bird' kindly invite him to stay in the "Changing Sky · Crystal Maze" for a few days.

As for the "Dark Prince · Slaanesh," Meng Yi's compatibility with this purple-skinned, neither-man-nor-woman beast was too poor, and Slaanesh probably wouldn't look twice at this super steel straight man who was so self-disciplined.

"The beasts of the Nine Layers of Chaos can't reach the 'Evolution Paradise'; I left and returned, yet they have no awareness of this?"

Meng Yi felt slightly relieved.

"Omniscience and omnipotence" has always been a false proposition; an "omniscient and omnipotent being" must know everything, understand everything, and be able to do everything.

When four "pseudo-omniscient and omnipotent beings" interfere with, bicker with, and hold each other back, it results in no one being able to achieve "relative omniscience and omnipotence."

This point can be verified by the fact that the four little vendors frequently flip over in the material universe.

Success comes from the "Warp," and failure comes from the "Warp."

In the end, they are just a group of 'earth-bound spirits' imprisoned in the "Warp" showing off their power.

Similar cases include the "Imaginary Tree · Imaginary Space" and the "Second Generation Version Son · Aeon" from Liuying's hometown.

Several more hours passed, and the bottom of the Hive City remained unchanged.

Meng Yi lowered his highest alert, although it wouldn't have mattered if the four little vendors were actually blocking the door.

He sat on the worn-out, patched sofa.

The sofa, which was probably older than Meng Yi, let out an unbearable 'creak.'

The month of rest time could not be wasted; Meng Yi was thinking about how to effectively use this time to become stronger.

Lacking the superior research environment of the Selection Dungeon and the "Evolution Paradise" didn't matter; he could just do it by hand with nano-precision cells.

During his stay in the Paradise, after creating the "Psionic Kin · Red Queen," Meng Yi had been researching whether he could load Red Queen's abilities onto himself, modifying the cells in his body into "Bai Xue Computer Version 1.0" to a certain extent, and getting rid of his reliance on "Red Queen's" computational power.

The modification plan was feasible, and Meng Yi had preliminarily formulated a general policy for his self-staged upgrade in the remaining time. However, time was limited, and he couldn't complete the version iteration of his body during his stay in the Paradise.

"Should I take down the Hive City and turn this lost planet into my testing ground?"

He who carries a sharp weapon will have thoughts of killing.

Meng Yi had a sudden whim, but immediately rejected his own idea.

God knows if the powerful people at the top of the Hive City have a way to contact the Terran Empire.

A psionicist who has gone mad and is causing massive destruction, with a lethality to civilization rivaling B (β-rank), is worth the Imperial Inquisition going to the trouble of making a trip.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse; no matter how much the Terran Empire is struggling, it would have no problem crushing a small fry like Meng Yi who has just started to develop.

Moreover, if he were to spread the "Viral Progenitor" on a large scale, causing the projection of this "virus" in the Warp to attract the interest of 'Nurgle the Father,' Meng Yi wouldn't even have a place to cry.

"Stay steady and develop, don't be reckless!"

Meng Yi decided to continue to lay low; he had laid low for eighteen years, so a few more days wouldn't hurt.

Wait until he uses the "Evolution Paradise" to become a 'Sword God of Shili Slope' and fights across the Warhammer universe until he has no rivals.

Reciting a poem: 'Today the sword points to the Warp, refining gods and demons to refine the heavens!'

Then capture the four little vendors and refine them in an instant, eating the material universe and the Warp of the Warhammer universe as resources.

People must have ideals when they are alive, otherwise, what is the difference between them and a salted fish?

Determined to be a "lay-low" player, Meng Yi, with his superb execution, decisively began his plan.

He first arranged for Red Queen to devour and take over the 99% new gangster puppet that had been eliminated.

He also ordered Red Queen to slowly take over other bases and go to different "gangster areas" to exchange for daily necessities.

And to see if he could rob... ahem, see if he could 'exchange' for some Terran Empire psionic technology products.

Meng Yi was no longer confined to the framework of his physical form; are humans really such inconvenient things?

Thousands of black-red threads began to spread from his body, covering every inch of the narrow room.

The stored biomass energy was barely enough, and persisting for a month shouldn't be a problem.

The "Bai Xue equipment," with a style even more unique than the Warhammer shit-pit, was constructed one by one; as for the style of biological psionic technology, why not check out the super dark style?

Meng Yi began the unfinished body modification plan—"Bai Xue Battle Body 1.0: Biological Computer Matrix"!

A conventional carbon-based life form, a human, contains about 40 to 60 trillion cell structures.

The new generation of Terran Empire citizens have had their genetic structures optimized many times, so they far exceed the "ancient human" stage.

With an average natural lifespan of 200 years, as long as nutrition is sufficient and training is appropriate, they can all reach the F+ rank human limit.

Although not as outrageous as the species in the "One Piece worldview," conventional Terran Empire citizens have a full 100 to 120 trillion cell structures, which is twice that of ancient humans.

As for how Meng Yi arrived at the accurate value range of 100 to 120 trillion cells, it is thanks to the 'enthusiastic and selfless spirit of dedication' of his 'neighbors.'

Maybe it was a mistake to kill all the beasts at the bottom of the Hive City, but killing 99% would definitely leave many behind.

For Meng Yi, who is already non-human, the number of his cells should be discussed separately.

The number of cells depends only on whether he 'wants to,' not whether he 'can.'

As long as he wants to, he can absorb biomass to divide and replicate, reaching a level far beyond the viral progenitor, spreading across a village, a town, a country, or even a planet.

It's a pity that too large a volume would affect the precision of overall control and the speed of information feedback.

At the current stage, Meng Yi's 'spirit' cannot manipulate a massive body structure comparable to the volume of a country or planet as easily as his own arm.

The astronomical energy consumption every moment is also far beyond what he can bear now.