Chapter 513

Currently, the human race is not considered a strong race, and the help Yun Shen can obtain in the future will be relatively limited. Ultimately, he still needs to strengthen himself; he needs to achieve a sufficient level of development in all aspects, otherwise, he might be "choked" later on.

Yun Shen sensed for a moment and established a mental connection with Jiang Lan through the territory core; his words were clearly transmitted to her ears.

"I just modified the ability of the Replication Black Box. As long as you keep replicating items, you can improve their quality. I'll leave this task to you."

On the other side, with Yun Shen's permission, the Replication Black Box appeared in Jiang Lan's hands.

Jiang Lan responded with interest: "Hm? This is quite interesting. Let me take a look..."

Upon inspection, Jiang Lan indeed discovered that the ability of the Replication Black Box had changed from before.

"Through precise scanning and observation, perhaps I can try to record the differences in improvement between replicating different items..."

Jiang Lan was instantly filled with interest, transforming once again into a research fanatic, and began initiating various research projects targeting the Replication Black Box.

Jiang Lan was very interested in using World Rare Objects as research subjects, especially since this World Rare Object was similar to a "3D printer," which would also be helpful for her future research. If she lacked any precious materials or needed complex structural creations that were inconvenient to produce, she could just consume Source Crystals to replicate them.

She knew that the territory already had an extremely massive income, and the costs were terrifyingly low; it was fully capable of supporting her in completing various research projects.

Yun Shen was completely uninterested in this, knowing well that there is a specialty in every field. He had never easily interfered in matters involving research, unlike those leaders in his past life who, despite knowing nothing, insisted on pretending to be knowledgeable and meddling in the fields their subordinates were responsible for, only to make the subordinates take the blame when things went wrong.

As for research funding, as long as the expenses weren't too outrageous, Yun Shen would still silently support her from behind, letting her do whatever she wanted.

"Then let's leave it at that for now. I will return to the territory soon, and we'll talk then."

After ending the call, Yun Shen did not immediately enter a cultivation state, but instead lay leisurely on the bed, relaxing his body and mind to start thinking about a problem.

Today's luck was indeed excessively good, making him feel a trace of vigilance in his heart; he always felt this was a sign.

When the tide rises, it must eventually fall.

"Since I have so many items with hidden effects on me now... I should still keep an ace up my sleeve."

In the universe, within a certain nebula.

A group of bizarre existences gathered here, and a long table was filled with "people."

"Hehehe, long time no see, everyone. How could such a fun thing be missing me~"

A cheeky voice emerged, and soon another "person" appeared in the scene.

The newcomer was originally a strange clown mask, but soon an indescribable black shadow appeared behind the mask, eventually fixing into a human shape.

The existence sitting at the head of the long table looked like a "line draft" wearing a pure white robe, with a very rough and simple art style.

Seeing this, the line-draft person snapped their fingers, and some lines extended from the end of the long table, turning from virtual to real, lengthening by the length of one seat.

"Thanks, thanks."

The clown chuckled, sat down in the last seat, and swung his legs, acting as naughty as a child who hadn't grown up.

And just as he sat down, he started chatting up the beauty in strange clothes sitting next to him.

"Hey, Little Dreamy, you guessed it too? Want to drag that bastard out?"

The one called "Little Dreamy" was a dreamlike and stunningly beautiful woman, as if she were a character who had walked out of a painting; her beauty was so unreal.

"Since you don't remember my name, you can directly address me by the Dao I control: Dream Fantasy."

"Okay, Little Dreamy."

Dream Fantasy glanced at the clown and said indifferently: "Since the 'King' has already taken action to erase this year's traces, it is clearly him without a doubt."

The line-draft person at the head of the table asked: "Fooling, you want to come too? I remember you have no grudge against him. You were born later; by the time you were born, he was already no longer in that timeline."

The clown scratched his head and said: "Hehe, such an interesting activity, of course I have to get involved!"

The clown's mask seemed to change according to the owner's will, shifting from a grinning face to a side-eye smirk.

"I'm just very curious, if it really is him, can you guys really get revenge? I heard he dominated the ages back then, eh."

"How will we know if we don't try? He is also no longer the him we remember, and the World Will is half-ruined. As long as we completely finish him off, our era will arrive!"

The voice of the line-draft person seemed to carry reverb, as if it were mechanically synthesized.

"So, are you coming to join us?"

The line-draft person sent a team invitation to the clown, hoping this mouse, who had always been hiding under a mask, would not be unappreciative.

"Ehehe, it's just an avatar that snuck over anyway, so I'll play with you guys? But I want to hear, how do you plan to play?"

The expression on the clown mask changed, his hands were placed flat on the table, and he sat upright, like a good student listening to a lecture.

The line-draft person introduced tirelessly: "Simple, we cannot take action directly in the Main World universe; we can only let the creatures of the Main World do it themselves..."

The clown listened carefully, the expression on his mask changing accordingly, his mouth turning into a small 'o' shape, looking like he had suddenly realized something.

"So that's how it is, ehehe, the rules of the 'Collapsed World' are indeed quite fun. You guys are betting that he won't let go of this opportunity, right? And you even increased the rewards. Are you really not afraid of nursing a viper in your bosom?"

The line-draft person waved their hand and said: "No matter. Although we cannot monitor in real-time, if he wants to remain eternally undefeated, he must reveal his edge! Once exposed, these races will naturally help us kill him!"

"He who can break through the Realm of Ten Thousand Layers has indeed never been defeated. He stepped into eternity back then because of this, but what if he doesn't participate? Not participating is also equivalent to being undefeated."

The clown was like a curious baby, constantly asking his own questions.

The line-draft person shook their head slightly and said: "You know I control 'Fiction'; I have a portion of the authority over the Myriad Races Battlefield and can modify the rules within a reasonable range. All human lords this year must participate, and while they can exit at any time, the path he walks... does not allow him to retreat."

"Exiting is equivalent to failure? This can break the record of being eternally undefeated, ehehe, too much fun! I'm in, I'm in!"

The clown jumped up and down excitedly from his seat.

Since he is undefeated, then how can you be sure that you can defeat him?

Ehehe!

Including myself, there are exactly two hundred and fifty Dao Wills present, ehehe, a bunch of two-hundred-and-fifties.

Oh no, I cursed myself in too!

Forget it, I'm a two-hundred-and-fifty anyway.

Ehehe!