Chapter 927: Prince Mosen

"Where do I go from here?"

Now Mawson is more confused.

He only had one soul left, no body, and the spatial abilities he mastered were not enough to break the cosmic barrier alone.

All he can do now is wait.

Wait for any of the four to be sent on a mission.

The time here is so different from the outside world that Mawson doesn't even know how long he has to wait.

Decades, centuries?

Or thousands of years.

At this time, the consciousness of the Adventist left, and the young Nizam fell to the ground, and Mawson's heart moved, and his soul burrowed into Nizam's body.

He effortlessly erased the traces of the other party and took complete control of the body.

Raising his head, Seraman's corpse was torn and bitten, and the beast still did not stop after the feast, staring at Mawson slowly and slowly walked towards Mawson.

At this moment, the voice of the guard was heard in the distance, and someone noticed the situation here and was walking quickly.

"Your Royal Highness!"

"Get out of the way!"

A young child and an adult beast, almost without thinking, everyone can guess the next outcome.

The beast pounced.

Mawson hesitated for a moment, then chose to dodge to the side.

The beast's claws slashed through Mawson's shoulder, and blood gushed out, but Mawson knew he wasn't badly wounded.

The depth of the wound and the degree of bleeding were within his control. With these few seconds of delay, the soldiers not far away finally rushed to the front.

Mawson was protected and a group of people surrounded the beast and attacked, and soon the beast was killed and he was taken back to the palace.

"That's fine."

"It's just a good time to really experience ordinary life."

Seraman's death shocked the kingdom, and although Mawson was not seriously injured, he was constantly visited, and he also saw his father and mother in this body.

Mawson was naturally in no mood to play the role of father and son, he deliberately showed that he was frightened.

The expression was indifferent and he didn't say a word.

As time passed, his wounds healed little by little, but gradually, rumors of Prince Nizam being frightened and turning into an idiot began to spread.

Gradually, some strange things were discovered, and Prince Nizam was not at all interested in the astronomical calendar, or the knowledge of marching and fighting.

Instead, he soaked in the workshop every day and studied some strange things.

The mighty Persian Empire, where there was a problem with the heir, was enough to be fatal in this era.

There is no way, the old king can only accept favored concubines.

Soon after, Mawson had two younger brothers and a bunch of younger sisters, which was a rather peculiar experience for him, but at this time, Mawson focused all his energy on the study of technology.

The world is too backward.

Even in the industrial age, there is something worth looking into.

But now, modern technological civilization is almost completely disconnected, and if Mawson really wants to create something, then he is almost single-handedly developing the entire discipline.

"It seems like a challenge."

For him now, the most important thing is time.

Although this is Persia, the surrounding geography is completely different from the earth in Mawson's impression.

It can be said that this is an unknown universe.

Now that he has plenty of time, the first thing Mawson wants to do is explore the planet, and he always remembers what the engineer said.

A weak cosmic civilization does not mean that a weak origin treasure will be born.

The combat power level of this world is relatively low as far as it is currently understood, but the Blade of Time and the Sand of Time that are born here contain the origin of time.

But it can be regarded as the top rules in the universe.

Perhaps there are other secrets hidden in this world.

Moreover, he didn't know when the next teleportation would come, so it was impossible to be idle for such a long time.

Limited by this world and his body, Mawson's personal strength improvement is very limited, but he still has countless years of accumulated knowledge in his mind.

Perhaps in just a few hundred years, he can single-handedly push the technological level of this world to the level of Earth in the Marvel Universe.

At that time, he will be able to leave the planet with the help of a space battleship and go to explore other places.

"This may be the Lord of Time and Space." Mawson thought.

Once again, he was glad that he had chosen to leave the Marvel Universe, and if he only stayed there, he would probably not be able to fight against the unknown existence when the final time node came.

Whatever the next world is, Mawson has a plan for it.

The body of sand itself has no combat power, but Mawson feels that this is the strongest ability he has ever acquired!

"Did you hear that?"

"Prince Mawson selects talents in front of the palace."

"As long as you can answer his question, you can receive a gold coin and join the scientific ...... he founded."

"Scientific Society!"

"Yes, that's the name!"

"By the way, there is another question, why did the prince suddenly change his name?"

"I heard that a magician told His Majesty that the prince's previous name was prone to bad luck, so he changed his name."

In front of the palace, a group of people were talking.

Some people came for a huge bounty, but when they saw the strange questions on the notice board, everyone shook their heads.

"What's the problem?"

"Is there really an answer to such a question?"

"Isn't it rumored that the prince was stimulated and therefore had a problem with his head......"

"Isn't this going to be ......?"

Everyone looked at each other, and everyone felt as if they had found the answer.

"Talent, power."

This was the first thing that came to Mawson's mind.

Giving priority to the development of science and technology is the first goal, and only when the level of science and technology is developed can he expand his sphere of influence more quickly.

Otherwise, he alone does not know how long and what month he will explore.

On the whole, the old king and queen still love Mosen, and they don't ask the reason for many questions, and they support Mawson unconditionally and let Mosen develop.

There is even a large area dedicated to so-called scientific research.

In this way, 10 years have passed, and the body occupied by Mawson has grown from a child to a teenager.

It's just that as he gets older, his appearance has changed a lot, and although he still retains some Persian characteristics, he is generally getting closer and closer to Mawsen's original appearance.

What makes Mawson even more peculiar is the physical fitness of this body.

His current footprint only radiates into the territory of the Persian Empire, and although there are some strange creatures, they are still in a relatively low stage.

However, the body he occupies is growing, but it is breaking the limits of human beings little by little.

Genes are the most important reason for affecting the upper limit of the body when the soul level is not increased, but once the soul level is increased......

Would that ignore the genetic hierarchy?

Mawson felt as if he had discovered the root of evolution.