I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

For Plato, nuclear fusion was definitely unbearable.

He is a dying saint in the wasteland. How can he resist a nuclear bomb head-on?

Under Ulukruk's nearly self-destructive attack, the illusory Plato exploded like a bubble and was evaporated by the blazing heat.

However, that is just a projection of consciousness, not Plato himself.

While feeling stunned by this blow that exceeded human limits, Plato also felt the energy and radiation contained in it. If such an explosion occurred near Utopia, or even within Utopia City, the consequences would be disastrous.

The only thing he was glad about was that this was man-made and not a natural disaster.

As long as there is the intervention of will, it is Plato's domain.

His consciousness was scattered, covering the rainy desert like a big net. In the rain, countless wailings suddenly occupied Plato's mind.

Those are the despair of the soldiers who were sent, the pain of the captured traveling merchants, and more, insignificant gibbering.

At the same time, Plato also discovered that there were several extremely harsh voices in this babble.

"Fuck, it's awesome. It's a nuclear bomb. Coach, I want to learn how to make a nuclear bomb!"

"Rather than making nuclear bombs, wouldn't it be better to fuse them first?"

"Hey, why did I become two?"

"Combined! I will form the head!"

The same voices are intertwined into different words, just like a person with split personality, with thousands of consciousnesses and clones, fighting each other.

Plato extended his consciousness and tried to peer into this guy's heart.

But soon, a burst of noisy murmurs occupied Plato's entire consciousness, and he felt a strong sense of dizziness, as if he had been thrown to the ground from a height of 10,000 meters.

On the seat, Plato's withered hands also grew green-black fluff, which fluttered in the wind like water plants in the sea.

Countless blood vessels spread and bulged, forming strange and complex patterns on Plato's body, making his body, which was already like a candle in the wind, even more dilapidated.

He calmed down his mind in time so that he did not lose his mind due to the manic ravings of these millions of clones.

"Who is this?"

Plato was surprised in his heart, but at the same time, he captured another will.

Compared to the chaotic will with millions of clones, this new will is obviously more rational.

Plato did not invade rashly this time, but tried to explore it bit by bit.

Soon, Plato discovered that this will was not as chaotic as the previous one, but it still had a strong spiritual shell, enough to resist most spiritual invasions and pollution.

However, for Plato, this is all breakable.

Countless illusory symbols appeared in the saint's eyes, and the world in his eyes suddenly changed drastically.

All forms are deconstructed, all concepts are revealed, and in this new world, the essence of things is revealed at a glance.

This is the ideal world, the real world where all wills gather.

In this world, everything has only conceptual distinctions, but no differences in entities, individuals, or personalities.

This is the most real world, and the real world that people live in is just a projection of illusion. Due to the limits of human cognition, most people are unable to access the ideal world and can only indulge in the false world and cannot extricate themselves.

In this false world, the only thing that humans can truly have access to is knowledge.

Pure knowledge can help people gradually get closer to the real world and sublimate themselves.

But in the eyes of people in the real world, these human beings who are close to the real world appear weird, crazy, and hopeless. This is the tragedy of human beings and the limitations of human beings who have been limited in their cognitive scope.

But Plato was able to peer into such a world.

After countless things that obscured his vision were swept away, Plato discovered exactly the core of that will.

In an instant, a giant of thought rose from the ground and stood tall on the earth.

He flows towards the shining will and wraps it up.

Then, the sharp edge emerged.

At the same time, in the rainstorm.

Ulukruk felt a throbbing in his heart.

As if a vague premonition of crisis lingered in his mind, Ulukruk's eyes glanced around, looking for the source of the crisis.

The next moment, Ulukruk's whole body trembled.

He trembled as if something had grabbed his lifeblood, his whole body began to lose energy, and the past appeared in front of him like a revolving lantern.

A strong sense of sleepiness hit Ulukruk. He wanted to take a rest, close his eyes, and no longer care about the troubles and sorrows of this world.

But soon, the well-trained octopus man discovered the conspiracy.

As a well-trained warrior, he was naturally exposed to many mental attacks. Therefore, after a brief period of confusion, he found that his consciousness had been invaded.

Ulukruk immediately activated his defense mechanism.

In an instant, a projection appeared in his mind, and several different thoughts were separated and became independent parts. Among them, the core self was hidden in the deepest part of his consciousness.

This is a passive self-defense mechanism developed by the octopus people to deal with mental attacks. It cuts off the mind. In this way, even if part of it is contaminated or invaded, the other party will only stay in this isolated area and cannot destroy Ulukruk. All contaminated.

At this moment, in Plato's view, a huge mental maze stood in front of him.

This maze has countless rooms and roads, and there are countless dangers hidden in it. Going deep into it rashly will not only take a lot of time, but also easily encounter dangers. Once you enter those areas full of traps, you may even lose your own spirit. Subject to wear and tear.

However, with the attack and defense of Plato and Ulukruk, the octopus man's body also fell into a state of near dormancy.

Surrounded by a thin but hard shell that could withstand the impact of a nuclear explosion, Ulukruk sank into the water and quietly struggled with the unknown visitor.

While he was focusing on this, a bit of flesh and blood gathered next to Ulukruk.

The flesh and blood quickly formed a human form, but when it condensed into certain parts, it would gather and disperse from time to time, as if it was arguing over which flesh and blood should form the corresponding parts.

Soon, these flesh and blood formed the appearance of Lu Jian.

Lu Tan looked at the "eggshell" in front of him and knocked it first.

I found that the surface made a crisp sound, like a stone.

Lu Jian tried normal methods and found that the hardness of this thing was a little ridiculous and the flexibility was quite good. If this material could be reproduced, I am afraid that many technologies in human society could be greatly developed.

Although biochemical environmental materials are a specialty of Tiankeng, we have to admit that what currently restricts the development of most technologies is materials.

Lu Tiao thought for a while and decided to try something new.

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