"We know nothing about the Lord God, and there is still a huge risk in doing so." The white clone analyzed it without any emotion as usual: "Unless we have no contact with the Lord God and remain in a latent state."
"It's inevitable that we won't be detected in someone else's territory. It doesn't hurt to talk to the Lord God. We can't defeat him anyway, but we can still escape. The key point lies in the ninja world." Lei Luo thought about it and lowered his head.
Talking to oneself.
"The Ninja World..." The white clone pondered for a moment, understanding what the main body really wanted to ask, and then reported: "One hundred and five years have passed, chakra technology has developed rapidly, and the Dyson Sphere Project has been successfully completed."
"Except for a small number of old people who are nostalgic for the old land, most people have moved to the shell-shaped orbit outside the sun. By borrowing some unique alien technology, I can amplify my own power and shrink the space in that area."
Dyson spheres originate from human civilization's need for efficient energy. To put it simply, they use technical means to build collection devices around stars, and at the same time they are used for colonization to avoid the depletion of the earth's resources. They are similar in nature to a space city.
Wrap a shell around the sun to form a larger planet. Humans living there no longer need to rely on external energy and can be self-sufficient. This is the essence of the Dyson sphere.
Why build such a space city? To have more energy? To have better living conditions? That is just a superficial reason, used to fool the Luohu peers who have been hiding in the dark and watching.
The real purpose is that at the critical moment, the white clone can use the space shrinking ability to pack up the entire Dyson Sphere, including the entire ninja world civilization, and follow Lei Luo to the main god space, or other places.
Completely out of sight of... the Otsutsuki clan.
"Have you practiced it?"
"With that guy Luo Hu around, I wouldn't dare."
Lei Luo frowned slightly, showing displeasure, but the white clone was unmoved and continued to talk to himself: "Having said that, after countless simulations, I can ensure that the ability is 100% successful."
Lei Luo still had no doubts about the reliability of the dialogue clone. Since the other party had said it to this extent, he had no need to doubt it anymore and simply moved on to the next topic:
"In three days, the Jidu Group will officially launch an attack."
"Ok, I know."
"If the time comes, we may be able to seize the key."
“Really worth a try.”
The brief conversation ended. The white clone took back the isolation power that was scattered in every corner of the room, and slowly walked towards Lei Luo, disappearing instantly like a stone thrown into the lake.
"The next thing to do is to wait..." Lei Luo felt the energy in his body for a moment, murmured to himself, took a step back, sat on the velvet mattress, lit a cigarette, and tasted it silently.
Smoke was lingering and ashes were falling. In this medieval-style aristocratic room, Lei Luo was making final preparations and adjusting his mentality. He no longer needed to practice. After three days, life and death, success or failure, would be determined by himself.
…………
"Kozuki Ichiro..."
In the Japanese-style shrine, Brahma was sitting on the throne of God, waving his hands slowly. A string of red characters floating in the air in front of him immediately turned into a thick fog and slowly dissipated.
He has a Chinese character face, a beard, a middle-aged appearance, a tall figure, long white hair draped over his shoulders, a set of golden dragon-patterned clothes that cover his feet, and exudes the style of an emperor. The image of Brahma seems to be no different from the emperors of the mortal world.
Big difference.
However, everyone knows that this appearance and clothing are just due to the nature of the patriarch. After experiencing foreign culture, ordinary people can neither see nor dare to guess the true image of Brahma.
"Master Patriarch, this Kozuki Ichiro is really not simple. I think the relationship between Luo Hou and him is not like a normal superior and subordinate." Below, Brahma Chiguojian stood up impatiently and said after reading the "report"
.
"What do you want to say?" Brahma pressed his neck noncommittally, his eyes seemed to be closed, as if he was half asleep, and his body was very relaxed and leaning on the back of the chair, looking lazy.
"Luo Hou has always been very close to the great elder. The festival is coming soon, and now there is a very powerful foreign master like Kozuki Ichiro appearing. I'm worried..." Chi Guo frowned and spoke slowly:
"Something bad will happen in the next few days."
Brahma didn't speak. He tilted his head slightly and looked at the woman on the other side. She was a mature and charming woman, one of the two guardians of the Otsutsuki clan and his wife, Shiva.
Noticing her husband's gaze, Shiva nodded and looked at Dhritarashtra: "As far as I know, this Kozuki Ichiro comes from a colonial planet under the hands of the Lord God, but he is not a reincarnation."
"As a native, you can grow to the point of suppressing you in the territory of the main god. This is indeed a problem." Hearing Shiva confirm his guess, Dhritarashtra nodded repeatedly, but then the other party changed the subject.
"But..." Shiva paused, his pretty face full of seriousness: "Without any clear evidence, you just speculate about your own people, and even want to draw fire to the great elder. Dhrita, what are your intentions?
?”
"Great Elder? No, no, no, I'm not..."
Chiguo's face changed slightly, and he was about to defend himself, but unexpectedly, another person present suddenly spoke: "Jidu has always coveted the treasures of the clan leader. I don't know how many times I have offered to lend him a favor, but he never got it. I think..."
"Chikuo's speculation may not be unreasonable."
Shiva's expression changed, and unexpectedly she turned to look at the speaker, a tall, dark-skinned man with bare arms. She frowned and asked, "Vishnu? Are you serious?"
"It's hard to say..." Vishnu's head hung slightly, his face was full of thought, and he said to himself: "In the past thousand years, Jidu has neglected political affairs and has no intention of making progress. Its energy and spirit are far less than before, and it is even worse than me.
The appearance is incompatible with the spirit.”
"With Jidu's ability and ambition, if one day he finally loses control of his desire and uses violence against the patriarch, then I wouldn't be surprised at all." After saying this, Vishnu remained silent and only looked at him.
Throw yourself to Brahma.
"Kozuki Ichiro..."
Unexpectedly, Brahma, who was being watched by the three people, was still drowsily mumbling this name. After a while, he opened his eyes slightly and said slowly: "This is a fake name."
"Fake name?" The first person to show doubts was Shiva. She looked at her husband in confusion: "The manpower I sent clearly obtained the detection results of the main god through the reincarnation. How could it..."
"What is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true." Brahma shook his head, closed his eyes again, and said indifferently: "The festival will continue as usual, and all speculations and doubts will be left until afterwards."
"That's it, you all can leave and let me be alone."