The rock pillar forest has disappeared, leaving only a smooth layer of glazed soil at the original site. Now Shen Cong has already figured out that the remnants of the rock pillar have long been destroyed by a huge storm.
As for the body of the rock pillar, several magma elves have long since died and lost their bodies. All the fire energy and fire particles absorbed by the magma have been collected by the collector installed by Shen Cong and condensed into a ball of black material. This ball The substance is somewhat different from the fire fragments, more like a ball of powder.
After all, the fire fragments are directly stripped from the fire of the Raging Starbreaker, and the materials collected by the collector are only transformed fire particles, and their properties are different.
"Yes, the weight of a magma elf is equivalent to a fire fragment the size of a basketball. It is an excellent supplement for me. If I collect it at this rate, it won't be long before I can break through the nine-level talent standard and enter the over-ten talent standard." Shen Cong collected the tinder powder and prepared to find a stable place to swallow it slowly.
In this desolate foreign world, loneliness always lingers in his heart.
Only by constantly hunting, collecting, becoming stronger, and evolving can he maintain his true feelings towards himself and avoid going crazy, or completely losing his emotions, and becoming a walking zombie.
The goal of evolution allows him to endure all loneliness safely.
However, he often thinks about what he will do in the future and what kind of existence he will become.
The lifespan of the cosmic fire is not counted in years. The Violent Starbreaker does not know how long it has lived, nor does it know how long it has lived since it was created by the source of parasitism.
In their long lifespan, they have lost many things that represent "human nature" in Shen Cong's opinion.
Through Phantom Wing's memory, he knew that these powerful star-level cosmic fires were the kind of "madmen" who were stripped of their emotions and devoted themselves to the pursuit of eternity.
Shen Cong doesn't mind becoming such a madman, because he has completely broken away from the shackles of human beings and is ready to be obsessed with eternity.
However, if possible, he still hopes that he can have some of the joys and sorrows that a human being has.
"If there are no emotions, there would be no difference between me and a robot." Shen Cong left the underground magma chamber that had been exhausted.
Search for the next location.
He now occasionally looks back, takes a look at the pictures taken on Earth, and reviews everything he has encountered along the way. He finds that he has indeed overlooked many beautiful scenery.
People and things, right and wrong.
Time has changed too many things, including concepts, principles and other deep-rooted thoughts.
However, he does not regret this change. Those fragile "human natures" are certainly the things that distinguish whether a person has a sound personality, but they are only relatively weak.
"I have now become the fire of the universe. I have escaped from food and become a predator. I have evolved from a predator to an observer. In the future, I will attack the Creator... My identity is changing, and my vision will naturally change. The earth can no longer accommodate me. The universe is the background I need.”
Shen Cong once hoped that he would not be polluted by the world and be his original self.
It's just that some changes are inevitable. Besides, it's not that he is polluted by the world, but that he wants to change other worlds. Although he didn't expect it, after choosing this path, Shen Cong no longer thinks about whether he made the right or wrong choice. , I just want to go on and reach the end.
To witness a future that only exists in imagination.
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Work hard.
There are no seasonal changes in the spirit ball, and the temperature is constant. The thick atmosphere is the best insulation measure, and the night is just as hot as the day.
The number of life forms is scarce and the terrain changes easily.
This has brought considerable convenience to Shen Cong's work. Facing low-level life forms, he can hunt them without any hindrance. Collectors and catalytic converters are constantly being installed all over the spirit ball, and patches of life forms are being destroyed. As he hunts, the fire seed resources are constantly collected into his hands.
As a result, his fire is changing very quickly, and the internal combustion effect is getting stronger day by day. Judging from his talent, it is increasing every day.
Three months later.
Most of the simple and easy-to-hunt life forms in the spirit ball, such as magma elves, pus elves, rock elves, and quicksand elves, have died in large areas, and no living individuals can be found on the surface.
There are only storm elves left that are constantly migrating with the storm, and there is no good way to hunt them on a large scale.
However, as the storm elves cannot obtain food, they will become extinct sooner or later. When the time comes, they will release fire particles and return to the earth.
"Having said that, the speed is too slow and I can't wait."
Shen Cong, who had already collected a large amount of fire seed resources and had no time to digest them, built a huge steel base in the crater where the sublight speed spacecraft crashed.
To be precise, it is a laboratory.
The laboratory can verify the issues he wants to think about in his evolutionary path. In fact, even for star-level cosmic fire, parasitic source manufacturing, and causal research thinkers, they still need to build a laboratory. On their Death Star home planet, Phantom Zhiyi was caught by the causal research team that was conducting experiments and became a guinea pig.
With the power of fire, computing power has exceeded that of supercomputers.
Hosting experiments becomes very easy.
In the field of evolution, he is more authoritative than any scientist on earth, and the technology he masters far exceeds the limits of what scientists can master.
"Based on my preliminary judgment, I have already collected more than 80% of the remaining shares of the Violent Starbreakers in the Spirit Ball. Of the remaining 20%, the Storm Elves account for about 10%, and the other 10% or so are scattered. , which is difficult to collect in a short period of time.”
He raised his head and glanced at the "spiritual ball calendar" he designed himself, which showed that the time was 482 days.
This date is based on the sidereal day of the spiritual sphere and converted into earth time. The total is about 321 days, which is almost one year.
"My talent has now exceeded the 10h standard. The remaining fire seed resources are enough for me to accumulate to 11.676h. The dwarf star level is no longer far away."
"When I kill and collect all the storm energy, it's time to leave."
"I no longer want to stay in this monotonous, boring gray-black spiritual ball. I want to go to the Tianyuan Four Star System and start searching for the second planet!"
"Since you don't want to wait, let's speed up the death of the storm elf." Shen Cong's blue mask flashed, his mechanical palm opened, and a black plant in the palm slowly took root and sprouted, growing into a tentacle-like vine.
This is a variant of particle poison touch.
A parasitic plant that can release metal viruses, to be precise, has become a part of Shen Cong's body and been infected by his fire.
"Planet poison touch..."
"It's time to put the super Hedingjin you have cultivated to use."
Thinking of this, Shen Cong walked out of the laboratory, his body mechanically deformed, and transformed into the shape of a missile. He sprayed out a stream of particles, rushed into the thick clouds, and fired towards the stormy place. r