When that problem arises, the gatherer completes the sublimation and completes the farewell to the past.

It has gone from being a 'tool' to a real 'life' that exists in this universe.

The difference between the two is that 'life' will constantly improve itself, while 'tools' can't.

The benefit of self-sublimation is obvious, that is, the collector can 'mislead' his body into believing that a useless memory belongs to the category of knowledge, thus achieving long-term memory.

Long-term memory provides the basis for associations and more complex thinking, and the collector is more aware of what his or her situation really is.

And the more intuitive feeling brings a more intuitive fear, which makes it almost feel like it is going to be crushed into minced meat.

Whether it is the supreme will that has the absolute authority of the cell and his life and death are in a single thought, or the unknown enemy whose body is unknown and will destroy the supreme will, it is the existence that the gatherer needs to look up to.

It is in this context that its potential is fully unleashed.

Life can always find a way out, and even if it is absolutely insurmountable, they can bypass it, forge a new path, and move on, as long as they can give life enough time.

It is still and motionless, and the waves will make it more unknown to the sea, like a real floating corpse, just like the rest of its kind, if this is a disguise, then undoubtedly its feigned death has reached a point where it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake if it does not rely on instruments and purely by sight.

However, this time it is not a disguise, but it is going to open up new paths.

The mind is immersed in every tissue, every organ, every cell of one's body.

To perfect oneself is also to change oneself, but the directives of the supreme will are absolutely supreme and there is no possibility of change, so the two are in conflict.

The gatherer is well aware of this, but it also knows that conflict and harmony can coexist at the same time, as long as the two are not absolute opposites, then there will be such a solution.

Fortunately, it is not absolutely opposed to the legacy directives of the Supreme Will.

Since this conflict is only partial, it can achieve its goal of perfecting itself on the basis of harmonious coexistence with the directive.

The intertwined gene strands in the cell, which resemble instant noodles, are unwound and stretched into strips, neatly arranged in the sample cells.

This is the blueprint of the biological organism, and the purpose of the gatherer is to perfect itself and defeat the unknown enemy who has obliterated the Supreme Will, so it has to start from here and become stronger than the Supreme Will.

"So what do I do?"

Asking himself like this, the gatherer hesitated, and in a trance, his consciousness wandered in his memories, covering the sky and the sun with an incomparably huge octahedron, and even more terrifying natural disasters that shattered the heavens and the earth......

Awakened in terror, the Gatherer instantly cut off the idea of making himself bigger, stronger, more powerful.

"No, the Supreme Will has proved for itself that there is no way to go, and that it is never a viable path......"

After a long silence, there was still no good solution, and the collector just stared blankly at the unraveled single strands of genes in the cells of his sample.

Finally, helplessly, the gatherer began to mumble and begin to pray.

"Supreme Will, can you tell me in your wisdom what I should do? What practical and effective way to cross the insurmountable barrier......"

While muttering a prayer, a memory suddenly caught its attention.

It was the image of countless gatherers being arranged to enter a specific sea area as bait, and countless gatherers who had no ability to attack faced the dozens of giant tornado pillars leading to the sky, even if they were more than ten kilometers apart, they could still vaguely see the vertical lines that swayed from time to time connecting the water and the sky.

The gatherer was terrified of this memory, and because of his own experience, he knew the horror of it.

The fear of the gatherer is determined to face this memory, but in order to respond to the previous question, 'I' forcibly suppress the fear, so that the collector has to face this terrible memory.

"Such a horrible ......"

"How many of us survived......"

"It's incredible......"

It should be so, the giant tornado column with such high wind speeds, even the octahedron of the behemoth was still torn into a long scar, not to mention the extremely fragile gatherers, no gatherers with sufficient knowledge of force thought so.

In the haze, the fog of thinking quietly dissipated, and a spiritual light broke out.

"I... I... I get it. ”

"I know what to do, follow your will."

The gatherer becomes confident, as if he has grasped some truth.

The single strands of genes inside the sample cells began to move, and the enzymes that could break the genes also appeared in the cells one after another, and the single strands of genes were broken into fragments under the action of enzymes.

Countless fragments are reintegrated, dozens of single strands of genes are recombined in different categories, and the gene strands are combined one by one into an 'X' shape.

Essentially, it's not a change in the gene, not even a change, because the gene still expresses the individual in the collector.

I don't know how many days and nights have passed, and if it weren't for the fact that the food in the ocean was readily available, and opening their mouths to let them into their mouths, the gatherers would have starved to death.

"Alright, it's finally done."

The collector breathed a sigh of relief, but now was not the time to rest, and it had to verify that its modified genes would behave as it intended.

Unwind, transcribe, copy, all in one go.

The cells first begin to sort into an individual, grow in size, and gradually combine into a sarcoma with several eyes.

Over time, sarcoma faintly reveals the shape of the gourd.

After a while, a miniature collector existed in the large collector's drainage chamber, and was able to control all of its senses with ease.

If Huo Gu is nearby at this moment, he will definitely recognize that it is a 'reproductive act', although it is just a simple asexual reproduction, but many things should not just look at the present, the meaning behind this behavior is like a spark that appears in the vast grassland, and it is only a matter of time before the prairie fires are fired.

With the success of the first sample cells, the collectors produced a large number of these individuals in a row, and the population began to increase exponentially.

Two in one life, four in four, four in eight......

This is the reason that the gatherer has come to realize, since it cannot defeat the enemy as a single individual, and it cannot be compared to the supreme will, it is better not to think about victory or defeat from the beginning, and to survive on the premise of 'defeat', and copy a large number of individuals to increase the probability of survival of the race.