My Bottle Cosmos

Chapter 785

Rustle!

The car continued driving, while the dense fog in the long corridor around kept retreating.

Meanwhile, Nokron and others listened to the "radio station" in the car.

"They are arguing again."

On this day, Sylvie heard the public debates and lectures of various Ancient God factions, feeling that this Golden Core made sense, and that Crystal Core also seemed reasonable.

In an instant, it was as if she saw a world of wonders, bewildering the eyes.

"Wow! These reformists of the Crystal Core Universe are so fierce! They scold other factions mercilessly, even tearing down a few Crystal Wall Worlds, parading them to show that the Crystal Wall is an unreasonable cosmic structure!"

Li Qing shook his head, "These are all madmen, radical lunatics, don't mind them."

"Indeed."

Sylvie sat in the car and changed to another station.

After all, with the times advancing rapidly, the various Thunderbolt information networks were becoming more advanced.

No one would really think the era is still so primitive, right?

Do you really think the Mythical Universe has been developing tribal city civilizations with slash-and-burn agriculture for billions of years?

They have integrated Wizard, technology, Martial Path, Apocalypse... various world essences.

The current network means are countless times more advanced than Earth times.

And Li Qing had the most say, because it was also him, the Light Ancient God, who perfected the new light-speed transmission, turning the universe into a cosmic village.

His contribution is undeniable.

"Sigh, the more I think the greater I am, should be remembered in history, truly the greatest Sage in the universe."

Li Qing joked a bit, stopped the car, let Sylvie hold up a sunshade, while Sylph set up the table beside, taking out ingredients for the barbecue.

Yet, he was living like a rich capitalist, enjoying the service of two women, crazily enjoying a corrupted life, as he got out of the car and came to a world, starting to swing a fishing rod.

Rustle!

The fishhook passed through the glass window in front of him, plunged into the ocean of this world, rolling with waves, vaguely seeing red sub-dragons, huge whales, and mysterious octopuses within.

Yes.

He was fishing.

"My god, there is an Ancient God out there! Our torchlight detected the shadow outside of Chaos!"

"What is he doing?"

"Help!"

"During this period, do not ascend, do not go out."

The divine spirits of this world looked incredibly terrified at the three phantoms in the dense fog outside the Crystal Wall, a sports car, and a black shadow outline resembling a table.

Li Qing was used to fishing.

Although he somewhat missed the days of fishing on a tree, sitting directly on a branch and casting the hook below into a world, unlike now so troublesome.

Still needing to drive a sports car, travel the world to find the suitable worldly fishing pond to fish.

Sigh.

Ultimately, people have become smaller, turned into bacteria.

"Your Majesty, which type of Godhead do you say is the future?" Sylph on the side was still listening to the broadcast, full of curiosity, couldn't help it.

Li Qing found the fishing hook moved a bit, pulled it up, found nothing, cast it again, "I also do not know what type of Godhead, no matter how smart a person is, they can't predict the specific structure of the era, seeing a glimpse of the future is already good enough."

"But I can guess, this universe is accumulating depth, both sides of Celestial Dao, increasingly on edge." Li Qing exhaled.

"Is it going to fight?" Sylvie asked.

"It's going to be a fight." Li Qing nodded, holding the fishing rod with one hand, taking a fruit with the other, biting into it and the juice oozed, "At most we could sleep for another forty-five million years, and when we open our eyes we would see heaven and earth exploding, widespread blood."

"That fast." Sylvie knew that this was a sleep-over-time for the universe-scaled fast.

From the time flow of the Supreme Realm, it is just about 30 years or so.

It means they were exiled to the Lower Realm, if still above it, it would pass by in a blink.

On the current time scale of the Supreme Realm, it's almost like tomorrow, the war breaks out.

"Can the reincarnation you pushed win?" Sylvie asked suddenly.

"I've helped all I could, they know it themselves." Li Qing shook his head, "The rest depends on Atabia, if they can perfect their diagram."

Sylph beside had been silently listening.

Atabia has always been missing, no one knows where his research has reached.

But if he catches up with the timeline of the war, becomes a complete first-level Ancient God, building the time-axis Divine Artifact of the entire universe...

Also producing a Great Tao Divine Artifact not weaker than reincarnation.

That battle scene, would be terrifying, right?

And the Emperor would probably take longer!

Compared to proactive evolution, passive evolution is countless times slower, no one believes the Emperor would catch up.

He is definitely the last one among the three major first-level gods to complete the diagram.

"Speaking of which, this Atabia and Emperor Herodotus, really played hide-and-seek for many eras."

"I wonder if their flowers can actually bloom?" Sylvie joked, "Don't underestimate the poor youth, don't underestimate the poor middle-aged, directly fast-forward to... the deceased is greatest?"

"Hope it doesn't come to that." Li Qing was too lazy to pay attention to Sylvie's mischief.

He was just thinking if Atabia could perfect his Time Immortality Technique, he would get a second complete Time Diagram.

He should really be able to break free from the shackles of lifespan then.

"The Time Diagram should be able to save me." Li Qing felt very calm inside.

Thirty years later is not too long.

Hope Atabia can give him a surprise.

If he can't...

Well, don't blame him to stir up some trouble.

Li Qing sincerely hoped they could defeat the Light Ancient God.

As long as it succeeds, after all, that bunch was just some cloned people playing around, dead is dead.

The Elf Ancient God, Dream Garment's vests have also cooled off one after another, wouldn't miss a Light Ancient God's vest.

If he solves the lifespan problem, wouldn't the sky be high for birds to fly?

Next, Li Qing started to sleep again, the ghost car drifted, occasionally waking up once to fish.

During the process, he found that the various voices of debate in this era grew louder!

Even the stars of the two Supreme Realms were frantically shining, madly flashing screens, debating and discussing.

If "headphones" are fully on, it would be found that the whole universe is like a marketplace, a bunch of mad dogs red-faced arguing their ideas.

However, someone called this prosperous age the: Golden Debate Era.

They were destined to lay the foundation of this universe, leaving behind a variety of whimsical ideas for later generations.

And Li Qing continued waiting, continued to sleep.

He truly didn't want to care, really didn't want to listen!

Even though this era is brilliant, these five million years, should be the reincarnation era's most prosperous and interesting period.

Countless young Great Emperors emerged, each seizing Godheads from each other, and also breeding various new high-tier Dao ideas.

But he loathed the noise!

Why bother to watch the mythical waves of each era, heroes singing high songs?

Now, he was long used to it, and didn't enjoy watching daily, they had their own lives.

"Go to the future!" Until ten years before the theoretical outbreak of war, Li Qing finally woke up completely.

When he saw this Crystal Wall Universe Era, he found it incredibly mature, as if transformed over eons unnoticed, almost unrecognizable.