The forest of rock pillars had disappeared, leaving only a glazed layer of flat soil at the original site, and now Shen Cong had already figured out that the remnants of the rock pillars had long been destroyed by the huge storm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As for the body of the rock pillar, several magma spirits have long since died, their bodies have been lost, and all the fire energy and fire grains absorbed by the magma have been collected by the collector installed by Shen Cong and condensed into a black mass. This mass is somewhat different from the shards of tinder, more like a mass of powder.

After all, the Tinder Fragments are directly stripped from the Tinder of the Raging Star Breaker, and the materials collected by the collector are only converted Tinder grains, and their properties are different.

"Yes, the weight of a magma elf, the size of a basketball, is an excellent addition to me. Collect at this pace, and it won't be long before I can break through the Super Nine Talent and enter the Super Ten Talent Standard. Shen Cong collected the powder of the tinder grains, preparing to find a stable place and slowly devour it.

In this desolate world, loneliness has always haunted his heart.

Only by constantly hunting, collecting, being strong, and evolving can he maintain his true heart for himself, so that he will not go crazy, or completely lose his emotions and become a walking corpse.

The goal of evolution is to allow him to endure all loneliness in peace.

But now he often thinks about what he will do in the future and what kind of existence he wants to become.

The lifespan of the cosmic flame is not counting years, and the Berserk Star Breaker does not know how long he has lived, nor does he know how long he has lived for the creation of parasitic sources and the study and thinking of cause and effect.

In their long lifespan, they have lost a lot of things that represent "human nature" in Shen Cong's view.

Through the memories of Phantom Wings, he knew that these powerful stellar cosmic sparks were all "madmen" who were emotionally stripped and bent on pursuing eternity.

Shen Cong didn't mind being such a madman, because he had completely freed himself from the shackles of human beings and was ready to be obsessed with eternity.

It's just that, if he can, he still hopes that he can have some joys, sorrows and sorrows that he has as a human being.

"If I don't even have emotions and emotions, I'm afraid there is really no difference between me and a robot." Shen Cong left the underground magma reservoir that had been collected.

Scavenge for the next location.

He now occasionally looks back at the images he took on Earth and looks back on what happened to him along the way. I found myself really overlooking a lot of the great views.

People and things, right and wrong.

Time has changed so many things, including concepts, principles, and so on.

However, he does not regret this change, those fragile "human nature" is certainly the thing that distinguishes whether a person is sound or not, but that is only relative to weak human beings.

"I have now become the spark of the universe, breaking free from food to becoming a predator, evolving from a predator to an observer, and I will attack the Creator in the future...... My identity is changing, my vision will naturally change, the earth has long been unable to accommodate my mind, and the universe is the background I need. ”

Once Shen Cong hoped that he would not be polluted by the world and be his original self.

It's just that some changes are inevitable, and besides, it's not that he's polluted by the world now, it's that he's going to change other worlds. Although he didn't expect it, but after choosing this path, Shen Cong no longer thought about whether his choice was right or wrong, he just wanted to go on and come to the end.

To witness a future that only exists in the imagination.

……

Hard work.

There are no seasonal changes in the spirit ball, the temperature is constant, the thick atmosphere is the best heat preservation measure, and the night is as hot as the day.

The number of lifeforms is scarce, and the terrain changes easily.

This has brought a lot of convenience to Shen Cong's work, and in the face of low-level lifeforms, there is no hindrance in hunting. Collectors and catalytic converters were constantly installed all over the spirit ball, pieces of lifeforms were hunted, and the resources of the fire grains continued to gather into his hands.

As a result, his fire changes quite quickly, and the internal combustion effect is stronger day by day, judging by talent, it is climbing every day.

Three months later.

Most of the life forms that are simple and easy to hunt in the spirit ball, magma spirits, pus spirits, rock spirits, and quicksand spirits have died in large areas, and it is no longer possible to find living individuals on the surface.

Only the storm spirits are left who are constantly migrating with the storm, and there is no good way to hunt them on a large scale.

However, with the Storm Elves unable to obtain food, it is only a matter of time before they become extinct, and when the time comes, they will also release the Tinder Grains and return to the earth.

"That being said, it's too slow, I can't wait."

Shen Cong, who had already collected a large number of fire grain resources and had no time to digest them, built a huge steel base in the pit where the sub-light speed spaceship fell.

A laboratory, to be exact.

The laboratory can verify the questions he wants to think about in his evolutionary path. In fact, even if it is a stellar-level cosmic fire, the creation of parasitic sources, and the study of cause and effect, they also need to build laboratories. On their home planet of the Death Star, Phantom Wings have been captured by the causal research thinking that is being experimented on, and they have become guinea pigs.

With the power of Tinder, the computing power has surpassed that of supercomputers.

Hosting an experiment has never been easier.

In the field of evolution, he is more authoritative than any scientist on earth, and his mastery of technology far exceeds the limits of what a scientist can master.

"According to my preliminary judgment, more than 80% of the current share of the Raging Star Breaker's remnants in the spirit ball has been looted by me, and among the remaining 20%, the storm spirits occupy about 10%, and the other 10% or so are relatively scattered, making it difficult to collect them in a short period of time."

Looking up, he glanced at the "Spirit Ball Calendar" of his own design, which showed 482 days.

This date is based on the sidereal day of the spirit sphere, which is converted to earth time, which is about 321 days in total, that is, almost a year.

"My talent has exceeded the 10H standard now, and the remaining Tinder Grain resources are enough for me to pile up to 11.676H, and the dwarf star is no longer far away."

"When I've killed all the storm energy, it's time to leave."

"I don't want to stay on this monotonous and boring gray-black spirit ball anymore, I'm going to the four star systems of Tianyuan to start the search of the second planet!"

"Since you don't want to wait, let's hasten the death of the storm elves." Shen Cong's faint blue mask flickered, the palm of his mechanical hand opened, and a black plant in the palm of his palm slowly took root and sprouted, growing into a tentacle-like vine.

This is a variant of Particle Poison Touch.

A parasitic plant that can release metal viruses, to be precise, has become a part of Shen Cong's body, impregnated by his tinder.

"Planetary Poison ......"

"The super crane top gold that has been cultivated is time to come in handy."

Thinking of this, Shen Cong walked out of the laboratory, his body was mechanically transformed, turning into a missile shape, and he spewed a stream of particles into the thick clouds and shot towards the place where there was a storm.