Chapter 1456: Big Mouth Wants Help

Ang also has a World Tree. The Little Sapling has always been the one being cared for in the team. It has never needed to take action in frontal combat, so in everyone's mind, it is just a delicate Little Sapling coiled on Ang's head.

Because of the Little Sapling's first impression, when everyone saw the Little Treant, they also felt that it was the kind that needed care. Plus it was expelled from the main body, had no way to use the power of the main body, and the main body was absorbed by the Guman Snake for most of its power, leading to illness.

However, the real World Tree is the void source that supports the world, and it is a fierce creature on par with God Stars. The Guman Snake is not on the same level as it at all.

If it weren't for parasitizing when it was very small, the Guman Snake would never have grown into what it is now.

The World Tree, which has always been thought to need care, suddenly showed its power and solved four Star Lords by itself, shocking everyone's eyeballs.

The Monarch shocked and reviewed it, and found that even if it were him, facing this kind of attack from the World Tree at close range, I am afraid there is no particularly good way, just watch himself being beaten up.

"The attack range is too large, and the intensity is too high. Can't dodge, can't carry, difficult to handle." The Monarch said.

"What's difficult to handle? The Little Treant is not an enemy, it won't hit you." Naigelis said puzzled.

The Monarch glanced at it and said slowly: "I was not an enemy with the God of Life before, but I would never step into her forest. The strong will not stand in a place with threats, otherwise it is easy to become a dead person."

"Ouch, didn't you become a dead person?" The implication is that he is a dead person, so he is not a strong person.

The Monarch smiled and said: "Looking for a beating."

After a small episode, Anthony also said: "The Guman Snake is too far behind compared to it. If no one restrains it, the Guman Snake can't hit the target at all. A Star Lord can kill it."

Uersman also said: "Yes, it is just too weak, leading us to misestimate the strength of the World Tree. I suspect that even if the Silent Dead Sea is dragged over, it can stop it. The World Tree has enough strength to protect itself, and our plan needs to be modified."

"Yes, the plan needs to be modified." Anthony grabbed his hair in distress.

The plan has already started to be implemented, how can it be changed just by saying it? At first, everyone was worried about the God Star being detonated, so they started to migrate the intelligent creatures of the major planes. Now they have basically migrated seven or eight out of ten.

Long-distance migration is definitely not an easy thing, and it can even be a felony, because the heaviest punishment besides the death penalty is exile.

What's more, they are still cross-plane and cross-dimensional exile. I don't know how many people will die along the way.

Fortunately, Ang has a pile of purification and healing divine arts, at least ensuring that everyone has clean drinking water and food, and can treat external injuries and falls. As long as these two items are done well, the mortality rate can be reduced by 90%.

But there are still tens of thousands of people who died on the road of migration. After all kinds of hardships, they came to a 'barren' dimensional space.

The Cang Dimension is very large, and it is an internal-package type. All lands face the center point, fully bathing in the sun, maximizing land utilization, and it is easy to accommodate tens of billions of intelligent creatures.

However, no matter how large the space is, it is a closed space. The center point is an elderly God Star that is decaying, dead and silent, and it cannot be compared with the material plane illuminated by the prime God Star at all.

Fortunately, Ang constantly adjusts, the elements are adjusted by him to be very balanced, the temperature is suitable, the species are rich, and a state of vitality and competition is rushing to offset the decay of the God Star.

Everyone came here through all kinds of hardships and is working hard to build a new home. You tell them now that the plan has changed? This news can only be reported by the headless zombie, otherwise the head will be beaten off.

"People can't be migrated back. Now we can only dig more things and send them over to enrich the products of the dimensional space. Close the space channel later." Anthony said.

"Close? Anyway, the Little Treant can already protect itself, so don't close the space channel. Let the two sides keep flowing. Maybe most of them will flow back by themselves." Naigelis said.

Anthony smiled bitterly: "Is this your backflow? You have become a big screening."

"Ah? What big screening?" Naigelis was stunned. Isn't it talking about migration? How did it get involved with screening?

Anthony said helplessly: "Everyone is migrating with only personal belongings. Now that they have arrived at a new place, they have finally settled down. If the space channel is kept, allowing backflow, then what kind of people will go back?"

The jump of the topic is too big. Naigelis stood there, not knowing how to answer.

Anthony didn't wait for it to answer, and said to himself: "Young, strong, those with industries, those with relationships, those with land, those with interpersonal relationships in the original place, these people will go back first."

"Those poor people, those without land and assets, here, everyone has been allocated land. Will they be willing to give up the land they just got and go back to the original plane to be poor? Those who are old, weak, sick and disabled, they finally walked here. If they are asked to walk back again, they might really die on the road."

"The final situation will become, the rich, nobles, young and strong who have assets go back to the original plane, and the poor and the weak and sick stay behind. The void is directly split into two worlds."

"On one side is the wealthy class who has assets but does not engage in production, owning a large amount of land but no one to cultivate, and on the other side is the poor who just have land but don't know how to organize. Many knowledge and occupations that only circulate among the rich and nobles disappear directly, and civilization regresses……"

Speaking of this, Naigelis has already grabbed his brain shell irritably: "Is it so troublesome? Do you have to think so carefully when making a plan? It's just migration. Isn't it enough to migrate people safely? Do you have to consider social forms and class differentiation?"

Anthony spread his hands: "Of course we have to consider. Whether a world will be chaotic, the first is food, and the second is this. Social forms must match productivity, otherwise it will be chaotic."

Hearing this, Uersman interjected: "I really want to see what kind of changes and differences will occur in the two worlds after this differentiation. Anyway, with us here, it won't kill people even if it's chaotic. Even if it dies, it's a big deal to turn into an undead creature."

Anthony blinked, a little moved, and finally nodded: "Okay, then be extreme. Don't let them choose by themselves. We screen. Send the rich, nobles, and those with assets back, and let the poor stay behind to see who develops better in the end, or who collapses first."

Seeing Anthony make a decision, Naigelis sighed, finally able to skip this headache-inducing problem. Just as he wanted to say something, he suddenly saw Ang raise his head and say: "Big Mouth wants, help."

Seeing Anthony make his decision, Nai Nai Ge Li Si let out a long sigh of relief; he could finally skip this headache-inducing problem. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Ang raise his head and say, "Big Mouth, help."