A few days later.

Li Qing cast three World Tree seeds in the outside world, quickly taking root on three nearby massive planets.

Swish!

Huge roots pierced the ground, absorbing underground lava, metal, and ice, treating the entire planet as a massive mining area.

Blood vessel-like writhing crimson root channels, each main root spanning tens of kilometers, weighing over a hundred thousand tons, with countless underground metal insects, formed a grotesque scene that would make the scalp of any technology-side creature tingle.

The ground was being hollowed out.

If other civilizations saw it, they would undoubtedly be horrified:

This was not the usual mode of interstellar mining, but more like some kind of unknown super-planet-level evil behemoth in the cosmos, an interstellar gigantic creature they couldn't understand.

As if devouring a planet as food, growing madly, this is a celestial calamity that any current technological civilization cannot comprehend!

But for Li Qing, he certainly did not have this awareness.

He thought this should be quite normal.

He felt like it was playing certain interstellar games back in the day, extracting mineral planets like that.

"When the core of the planet is completely drained and extinguished..."

"The planet will die and disintegrate, then it becomes the material I use to transport the corpse back to build a mental asylum."

This will be the largest mental asylum in the entire world, even in the entire cosmos.

A group of schizophrenic patients, various civilization prisoners, will be imprisoned here!

Of course, he is a benevolent person.

Saying it's imprisoning criminals is just shutting doors to play by oneself; the races are all self-created, and he wouldn't randomly confine aliens from outside.

And, you just can't find them.

The cosmos is so vast, unless you send a message and expose your location...

And exploiting these material resources, Li Qing wanted to experience the fun of explosive troop building.

The neighboring extraordinary world cultivates so slowly, averaging a batch of low-level True Gods in three thousand years, and not many at that.

Every three thousand years, a batch of the Celestial Realm's True Soldiers and Divine Generals is just tens of thousands, while the cultivation cycle for top-tier True Gods, Celestial Emperor of Martial Arts, Divine Level Wizards, takes tens of thousands of years...

Here are resources, shouldn't they be used heavily to create?

It's not like he was lacking in material, right?

Gold everywhere.

"I must enjoy it."

Raising sons isn't for playing, otherwise, it would be entirely meaningless.

When Li Qing handed these resources to the subspace internal military factories of the entire Star Domain civilization, those people immediately shouted in excitement.

"Great!!"

"Oh my, so much, way too much!"

A total of 13,000 of the strongest top-level scientists and engineers of the era, starry-eyed, immediately attempted to leverage these resources for huge scientific breakthroughs.

Breaking the "Divine Level" bottleneck would mean the civilization is entering a massive boom period, adapting, perceiving, and understanding this realm.

"Materials are indispensable, thank the Upper Realm Dynasty!"

Especially the Big Beard Ancient Temple, this traitor was fawning more than ever, extremely thrilled.

Everyone knows that how large the technological civilization is reflects how wealthy it is!

"Hmph, it's alright."

Sylvie sat on the throne, continuing her cultivation, looking at the fawning traitor below, thinking to herself: His Majesty is at it again, with such unique hobbies, truly charitable, always liking to nurture little civilizations, taking care of descendants.

"However, I recently took over the lower-level civilization and began secretly implanting chips into their citizens... my race is essentially extraordinary, appearing like technology, so there's no suspicion."

"A new Heavenly Dao is starting to be born on this land, I will monitor the entire interstellar civilization, unconsciously leading them into a dream."

"The dream civilization will be named Star Domain!"

"And as my monitoring ability increases, I still can't find the talent His Majesty mentioned that might exist."

"This doesn't seem right, could it be, before we controlled the entire Star Domain continent, they secretly piloted a ship and escaped?"

This is not impossible!

Since Heavenly Dao hasn't been established, unable to monitor the whole world, and the Star Domain annually has interstellar exploration teams pioneering on the world's border, collecting and merging space fragments.

And taking the chance to quietly leave along the distant sea of space fragments is an easy task.

While Sylvie was busy managing the resources for the mental asylum, the production line here had already started large-scale manufacturing.

A hundred years in a day, thirty First Ring True Gods.

Because these frames, Life Maps were incomplete, opening the True God Domain, entering the "Molecular Boiling Overload" time only lasted ten minutes, but still passable.

But the quantity built still left Li Qing speechless.

Is this it??

My speed in mining minerals is much faster than your production line manufacturing technology.

Li Qing took a glance at their construction devices, understanding the general structure, then directly attempted to evolve a species, whispered: "Then, I'll make a production line myself."

Swish.

Li Qing sat cross-legged, his long black hair surging like flames, a terrifying aura covered the entire world, shrouding the entire land.

He instantly added a wave of Sylvie's Heavenly Dao Will augmentation, discovering it was still insufficient.

Hence, he also added the Heavenly Dao Will augmentation from the neighboring Martial Arts World, combining the will of both worlds, barely enough.

"I see it."

He closed his eyes, three years later, Li Qing clenched his fist.

Puff!

A martial art was mastered by him, transformed into his Martial Path talent.

He pulled out a strand of hair.

Swish!

A few First Ring True Gods appeared in front of him.

"Not just hair."

He bit his fingertip, blood gushed out.

In the writhing blood, another batch of First Ring True Gods emerged.

Li Qing murmured, "This sci-fi mecha is quite intriguing, surely the blend of East and West yields the greatest advantage."

Only a fool would choose a single path of development.

Adults want it all.

And it feels great!

The quantity looks pleasing, really satisfying.

Li Qing frowned slightly, looking at the streamlined sci-fi mechas he produced: "But these guys are quite taxing on the body, one god, ten drops of blood."

When fighting, this trick can't be used at all.

But in normal times, with surplus energy overflowing, venting some occasionally not only benefits the body but can also accumulate bit by bit into a vast army.

If the Health Bar is 100%, normally spraying out 20%, maintaining an 80% state is not too bad.

In the future, the aggregated quantity will be a huge threat to anyone.

"This Technology Side, it's just too interesting, purely external force!"

Li Qing waved his hand, scattering blood, as one True God Mecha after another began to fall.

After producing a batch, he threw them into the military factories of the entire Upper Realm, and began assigning them to the army under Sylvie's control, arming them to the teeth.

"What's that?"

"Divine Level Exoskeleton Armor, oh my!"

"So many?"

Everyone stood dumbfounded, watching one military mechanical armor after another, every elite unit present showing expressions of surprise and excitement, this was every pilot's dream, just like a car enthusiast's, this is the romance of all mecha warriors.

...

On the other side.

Sylph had enlisted, becoming an Empire soldier, mining at the border.

"Truly exploitative."

"Making people go through this."

She exhibited no power, just like an ordinary interstellar citizen, piloting a mecha, researching various mechanical operation techniques.

Just then.

A voice came near Sylph's ear.

"Hello!"

A strange accent, mysterious phonetics.

Subsequently, Sylph and several soldiers turned around in terror and saw a peculiar warrior radiating white light, covering them with an Energy Shield.

"Black Star, is it them? They still look quite weak." A beautiful woman walked out.

"It's them."

Black Star nodded, no matter how many times you look, this sickly white-faced woman is extremely ugly, but he still said:

"I don't know either, I left very, very early, probably around Interstellar Calendar 1231, at that time I sensed something was wrong, and it took hundreds of years of jumping to get here."

He is a decisive person, once he knew the truth of being herded, he directly escaped.

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