It was the most glorious era, an unprecedented prosperity.

Countless individuals living on this planet can receive unprecedented resource support, whether it is technology, raw materials, magical knowledge or others, it is easy to obtain, the difference is whether the individual's life level can control the power beyond their own specifications.

Resources, for Cybertron at this time, is already a very ridiculous word, with many high gods in charge, the materials that can be produced to supply the two billion inhabitants are endless.

There is a wealth left behind by many geniuses.

There is a great deal of freedom of choice, depending on the interests of the residents.

Even if you make the wrong choice and want to start all over again, don't forget, in the current stage of technology and magic, soul transfer and limb reconstruction are simply pediatric things, and lifespan has long ceased to be an obstacle in the process of sublimation.

Even if because of the extremely long time, some residents really failed to reach the level they should have, and have always been hovering at the low-end life level, and when the information accumulated over a long period of time has become a burden that cannot even be shaken off by replacing their bodies, they only need to pay a small price to let the fifth-level or even higher existence take action to help clean away some of the unwanted information.

This is easy to understand, in the perception of the individual is no longer limited to a single mode of Cybertron, those who change bodies or even change from carbon-based to silicon-based, from silicon-based to carbon-based, are common. The only thing that cannot be changed in this process is the soul, more precisely the will and spirit of the individual.

For a living being, after constantly experiencing many large and small events, the vision, experience, cognition, and preferences formed are the only criteria to distinguish between different individuals, no matter how they transform themselves as if they were dead, and transform themselves from flesh and blood to mechanical bodies, this individual is still himself.

Otherwise, if two clones come out, can it be said that these two clones are one individual?

When the long life passes, the life that is still at the low level will continue to accumulate more information, and eventually his spirit will be overwhelmed, become dull and sluggish, this is the most dangerous time, his too low life level has become a major burden to receive information, and when it is overwhelmed, it is up to those more powerful residents to help clean away the information that is not needed.

An era of unprecedented prosperity has arrived, and dozens of powerful high gods have sat on it, jointly creating a new era.

Now, Downey's favorite thing to do is to sit on the highest spot and look down on his planet like an ordinary person.

Although there was no need for him to do this, although, the backward visual organ of the eyes was essentially just one of the channels for receiving information, and it was no longer necessary for the ninth-level Almighty God.

Although Donnie only needs to know everything that is happening on Cybertron from anywhere and with his thoughts, he still likes to look down on his planet with his eyes as before, silently watching the joys and sorrows of the countless inhabitants.

It was not a task, but a necessary enjoyment in his already endless life.

In this rare silence and stability, Donnie greedily bathed in the countless words and expressions, and a smile appeared on his face.

Sometimes, Donnie himself doesn't want to be so desperate all the time, but there is no way, this damn world, this cheating world, there is the rise of powerful and terrifying rookies at every turn, and there is the revival of old things that have lived for hundreds of millions of years at every turn, threatening to destroy the world, and there are some freaks who don't know where to run out of nowhere, and their concepts and abilities are obviously illogical.

At the ninth level, Donnie's gaze and perspective on the world of American comics have changed drastically, and after killing the ghost and the phantom stranger, he has enough opportunity to think seriously about everything and integrate everything he has been in the past and now.

Downey keenly discovers that the world of American comics is full of contradictions and irrationalities.

It's like a sieve leaking everywhere, with madness and sickness growing everywhere. What's even more terrifying is that this kind of world-class madness and pathology is always covered up by all kinds of reasonable factors, just like a crazy mental patient, but he is dressed in a large number of words called "reason", "wisdom" and "reasonable", and the insaneness is simply packaged as an established existence.

It is as if these crazy patients themselves are like this, no matter what they do or what they have, they are the way they should be, and no one and God should be surprised, let alone explore the truth behind the scenes.

You just need to accept this reasonableness and find a way to solve it.

This is the feeling that the American comic world gives Donnie.

Once again, Donnie remembered all the things he had gone from weak to powerful, especially when he had the One God Person, to when he officially became the One God, until he had eaten the Supreme Man and now became the only Almighty God of the ninth level.

"I seem to have guessed a little bit of the 'truth'...... No, it's not appropriate to describe it as the truth, because that's what people are......"

Downey squinted, looking down on everything, at the joys and sorrows of the countless inhabitants.

The most special thing about Donnie is that he is a time-traveler, before he crossed into the world of American comics, he had a good understanding of this world, plus he became a member of this huge and vast world, constantly growing, constantly struggling, and finally became one of the ninth-level giants.

In terms of vision, it seems that apart from those ultimate beings who are truly omniscient and omnipotent, only Downey is the most remarkable.

These seemingly reasonable and unreasonable are clearly ...... A different kind of disease......"

Donnie's gaze drifted and he muttered in a low voice.

He remembered his earliest knowledge of the One God, a group of people with extremely high authority: the donkey conjecture.

A carrot hanging in front of it can prompt the donkeys to run wildly until they die.

The nobility and power of the One God Personality have attracted countless gods to be obsessed with it.

The people who are hungry for the only Godhead are a bunch of donkeys who are madly chasing carrots, constantly standing on a path that can only be used once at the cost of their past and future, and nailing it to death forever.

They succeeded, including Donnie himself, becoming the only gods, locking a line away forever.

They have become a permanent "patch" in the world, filling a path, even if the only god who put the patch on it dies, the patch still exists, unless the entire American comic world collapses due to uncontrollable factors, this patch will always exist.

"It's a feeling...... It's terrible......" Donnie sighed softly.

The more patches, the more durable a tattered and leaky cloth will be, and the more patches, the better the patches, the better the fit, and the longer the rag will last longer, with a longer service life.

In other words, there will be a little longer life.

"Although my conjecture may not be correct, combined with all my knowledge and experience before and after the crossing, I can only come to this conclusion...... At the very least, my speculation should be close to some real 'truth', a truth that I can think of other than the ultimate being. ”

Except for those ten levels, of course, only Donnie could think of it, because for other ninth-level and even countless existences that are less than ninth, no matter how nonsense things happen, no matter how weird and unbelievable they are, the birth of a guy who shouldn't exist at all, is something that should exist in the first place.

Only Donnie, a traverser, can observe from a more peculiar perspective, and can be as little disturbed as possible by this kind of "supposed to exist" thinking in the dark.

The innumerable catastrophes, the stark contrast between the staggering solidity and the astonishing vulnerability...... The freaks who have risen one after another, no matter how you look at it, are unreasonable and should not exist at all in any case, but they are dressed up as freaks who should be reasonable......

I always feel that they are an unreasonable outlier but a reasonable outlier who appears is clearly a virus that comes out of a hole...... No, it may not be called a virus, and their own subjective will cannot say what they want to harm...... But their birth, their existence, is a real super unreasonable virus.

From the holes in the leaky rags, there are outrageous paths and paths to enter the world where the cloth is located...... Freaks in the truest sense of the word.

"I have not been to a world beyond the Origin Wall, so I cannot further evaluate the entire American comic world from the most powerful perspective and experience. To put it bluntly, no matter how special or bizarre the world is, it is just a small place that is insignificant than cells. ”

"My inference may be correct, or I may have guessed the outermost thing correctly, but now I have exhausted all my mind to think and deduce that's all I can......"

Donnie slowly got up, and his expression became unprecedentedly calm.

"If I want to confirm my inference, I can only go through the blockade of the Wall of Origin and see the Almighty Universe of the world beyond the wall, and only after I have seen the entire Almighty Universe can I really determine some of the most terrifying thoughts......"

"It's only a matter of time, the Wall of Origin can't stop me now, as long as I want to, I can explore the world beyond the wall."

"Sooner or later, I want to confirm that the so-called One God, such a high-authority group, the so-called donkey conjecture and patching deduction, and the so-called leaky air everywhere are comparable to the rags of the American world...... This is clearly a meticulous bottom-up system, bringing together countless of the best groups, guiding these few strongest, luckiest, smartest, calmest and craziest very few who have emerged from hundreds of millions of lives, so that they can become the only gods, and become patches to make up for their shortcomings......"

"It's not enough, it's also necessary to use layers that seem to be distinct but are actually full of confusion in many places, select these patches layer by layer, and then hit the most suitable position to fill in the most urgent need to solve, especially the loopholes that are being torn apart and expanded......"

"It's really amazing, although I'm also one of the many patches, and I'm also acting as a duty to fill the loopholes, but this meticulous system is really remarkable, if my guess is true, then, we are clearly using ourselves as a bet, using hundreds of millions of lives in the billions of multiverses as nutrients to continue life......"

"Extend the life of the whole huge world!"

"Survive the world within the walls that is so small that it is insignificant!"

"Renew the life of the Almighty Universe!"

"Even for ...... An unknown continuation beyond the specifications and scope of the omnipotent universe! ”

"The more I think about it, the more frightened I feel...... This bottom-up Gu cultivation system, this kind of forcibly divided at different levels, three, six, nine, etc., just to select the best patches...... And with a large amount of so-called 'nutrients' that cannot be used as patches, feed these patches ......"

Donnie's eyes deepened, his brow furrowed, and a complex look of wonder and apprehension appeared on his face.

"If you think about it carefully, an eighth-level ant only needs to spend a little time and energy to destroy a vast and endless multiverse, wipe out and plunder all the hundreds of millions of lives in this multiverse, and bless himself......"

"And this kind of extinction catastrophe must be happening all the time in the countless multiverses in the entire omnipotent universe, and the world inside the walls is so small, it is actually chaotic like this, I don't believe that the other multiverses in the omnipotent universe will be peaceful and stable?! In this way, every instant, there are geometric multiples of the multiverse destroyed, and every instant, there are astronomical multiverses that are restarted, waiting for the next time to be destroyed......"

"That's really ...... I have to admire!! ”

Downey was genuinely amazed from the bottom of his heart.

This kind of heroic handwriting makes people feel trembling from the heart, I don't know if there is a driving force behind it, or if everything is just an instinct in the dark.

Downey, on the other hand, is actually more inclined to the second speculation, this kind of chaos and madness is just a rag in order to repair itself, as much as possible from other intact parts of the cloth, frantically mobilizing resources to fill the hole......

This is easy to understand, just like the human body does not hesitate to greatly increase body temperature in order to cure diseases and create an internal environment that kills viruses. Isn't the so-called fever phenomenon a self-warming deliberately created by the body's immune system to kill the virus?!

As for the things that the brain feeds back to "I'm uncomfortable" and "I want to vomit...... I'm sorry, but the immune system coldly said that you are almost killed by the virus, why am you so uncomfortable that I am fighting the virus so hard to save your life? It's very, very, very, very reasonable for you to be uncomfortable for a while, right?!!

And now this rag, how complex is it that a mere human body can match? The gap between the two sides is simply incalculable, and the gap in its logic and scale is even more incalculable.