Chapter 137: Microscopic Vision Activated!

At this moment, Baichuan, who had already recovered, finally felt that he was no longer hungry.

Only then did he let out a breath of relief; now he finally understood why that bloodworm had desired him so much back then.

And why its performance had been so pathetic — compared to the destructive power he had just displayed, that bloodworm was completely like a child holding a handgun — it had no idea how to use it.

Of course, it couldn't be said that it didn't know how to use it, but rather that it was missing a piece.

Its ability was incomplete!

Baichuan felt the faint sense of incompleteness emanating from his body at this moment and silently thought to himself.

As mentioned before, any powerful ability must necessarily require even more enormous energy to drive it — this is the law of conservation of energy.

Namely: energy cannot be created from nothing nor can it disappear into nothing; it only transfers from one object to another, or transforms from one form into another, and during the transformation process, the total amount of energy remains unchanged.

With a body as tiny as the bloodworm's, it naturally wouldn't contain overly enormous energy, so normally relying solely on itself, it was completely unable to supply the energy required for its own powerful abilities.

Therefore, it had to have a powerful creature to Symbiosis with, borrowing the energy of other creatures to supply itself, while it provided power in return.

And the previous Baichuan had already proven his own power in the battle against Zhou Tianzi — far stronger than Zhou Tianzi, and perhaps it could be said the most powerful creature in the entire world.

That was why it had been so ravenous for him.

But Baichuan himself was different — his body was enormous and possessed enough energy to use those abilities that were extremely energy-expensive for the bloodworm.

However, after this, the energy required within his body also began to increase dramatically once more; if the energy his body needed in the past was ten, now it was a hundred.

Fortunately, he now had one more way of feeding — namely, using those Light Points, that is, the mysterious fungi, as food.

As long as there was enough food, he could still barely maintain his energy balance, but this would mean he would need to spend a great deal of Time feeding.

Because at this moment Baichuan felt that he had once again digested another small portion…

But the problem wasn't too big; now that the frantic hunger was gone, he finally had Time to carefully experience his own tremendous changes.

Baichuan closed his eyes once more, and immediately a large number of white Light Points flew out from within his body again.

In an instant, even though his eyes were still closed and he had shut off his own perception ability.

He could still see this world truly and clearly, and even more concretely than with his naked eyes or perception ability — it was a world belonging to the microscopic!

Yes, with the help of those Light Points scattering and flying about, he truly saw the microscopic world, and it wasn't just a single field of vision.

But thousands upon thousands of fields of vision — those were the fields of vision of the flying Light Points; he used his newly born ability to control the Light Points, and through the Light Points' fields of vision saw the microscopic world.

In the seawater floated vast numbers of extremely tiny animal limbs, microorganisms, and various grains of sand; the shape and size of every single grain of sand appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, it was as if he had divided himself into countless versions of himself.

Every one of them was him; they all shared one mind and one consciousness.

Yet they could simultaneously think about different things — if each Light Point considered one matter, then thousands upon thousands of Light Points could consider thousands upon thousands of matters.

As many Light Points as there were, that many Small Selves he had, and that many matters he could think about.

But among these Small Selves, there would be no mutual interference, no phenomenon of split personality.

Because they were all him — it was as if a certain Baichuan had thrown a certain event to Baichuans at different Time points, and then collected all the results of their thinking.

Every one of them was him — why would there be any contradiction?

At this moment, as if with infinite computing power, he thoroughly recalled all the knowledge he had seen in his past and present lives, no longer experiencing any forgetting.

Although his wisdom would not increase — because that would be a change in thinking logic — his computing power had greatly increased; from now on, as long as he had a clue about something, he could completely pile on computing power and use exhaustive methods to deduce it.

And with the help of his now-changed field of vision, and computing power as if infinite, he truly understood why he had initially searched for tardigrades but couldn't find them.

Even though he had inadvertently eaten them, and even eaten large quantities of various microorganisms, his panel had never displayed the ability models of those microorganisms.

There was only one reason — he hadn't seen them! He hadn't seen them subjectively!

That's right, at this moment he truly realized that this panel was his ability, because the use of all functions was based on his knowledge, his cognition, his subjectivity!

In the past, even when he thought about obtaining the ability models of those microorganisms, deep down he actually held no hope for it.

Just like when an ordinary person says: starting today I'm going to work insanely hard to make big money — but does he truly believe in his heart that this is possible?

Completely impossible!

Baichuan's cognition over many years had long told him subconsciously that it was impossible.

Because he couldn't see them at all, and he couldn't eat them either — so how could he possibly obtain them?

But now, he had truly seen them — truly seen them through another field of vision.

Not only that, he also had an anchor point in a microscopic world through the derivative that was the Light Point.

Just as he existed in the real material world with the body of the flood dragon, he now also had a body in the microscopic world — the Light Point.

With a body, and the ability to see — then what could he do?

Scan! Prey!

That's right, with this he truly opened the door to the microscopic world, and the panel began scanning and analyzing those microorganisms.

Although the speed was extremely slow, the initial beginning was already in place; from here on, he only needed to quietly wait for Time to pass.

This was the true harvest of his evolution this time!

A harvest so great that even ten thousand gold would not buy it!

This evolution not only resolved many of his doubts, but also brought him earth-shattering changes — his computing power, the knowledge he had once seen, and so on.

These intangible knowledges were his greatest harvest.

Perhaps he was already on the verge of finding a concept for how to achieve wingless Flight.

At this moment, Baichuan, drawing on the knowledge he had learned in his past life and his enormous computing power, had already vaguely constructed an idea in his mind — an idea with a certain degree of feasibility.

However, the first thing to resolve now was his deep-sea diving depth, which would represent whether he could truly obtain a metallized shell.

Of course, before that he needed to prepare a stable food source, so that he could store up large amounts of energy whenever he needed it.

Otherwise, he estimated that a large portion of his day would be wasted on feeding.

But now there were far too many things he wanted to do — he simply couldn't afford to waste Time.

Therefore, he needed the help of a group.

Now that three years had passed, he needed to go see how the chess pieces he had once left behind had developed, and whether they could bring him any help.

If the chess pieces from back then could not satisfy his demands, then he would simply switch to another person.

He had painstakingly conquered Great Zhou — he was not about to hand this world over to someone else.

He had once said it before: on this world's supreme Heavenly Throne, only he alone could exist.

He, Baichuan, never spoke falsehoods!

Thinking of this, his gaze turned cold, and with a flick of his tail fin he left this now deathly silent, lifeless stretch of sea; a pair of wings unfurled, and he headed straight for someone he had once marked.

That was the ability he had once obtained from Zhang Dadan's tracking Compass…

(End of chapter)