Returning to the room where he was now living through the spatial crack, Zheng Shu lay on the bed and thought quietly.

He readily agreed to Femto's request, and although Femto didn't elaborate on what his plan was, the results of the experiment weren't too precious to Zheng Shu.

He believed in Femto's talent, so he also believed that this guy would definitely not suffer.

Therefore, Zheng Shu is not thinking about what Fei Muto proposed, but about his future path.

Now that he already knows the existence of authority, Zheng Shu must of course make a corresponding choice and find the direction and type of his main research in the future.

Zheng Shu has a lot of choices in this regard, and the authority that is rare for others is very simple for Zheng Shu to obtain, after all, there are two kinds of Oalter alone.

In addition to Aort's "predation" and "mimicry", Kaos, the god of chaos, should also have authority.

Moreover, Zheng Shu and Zhen also obtained each other's strengthened templates after meeting before, and he can also start from the invisible ability of human wolves, and then study complete authority.

By analogy, if a new and similar reinforcement template is obtained in the future, Zheng Shu will also be able to continuously obtain new directions of choice.

In addition, Zheng Shu can also choose a research route.

Whether it is the resurrection series of techniques researched based on Medea's god resurrection circle, or the magic of the Moon World, or the alchemy of the Dragon World, or technology, Zheng Shu can follow these paths to study and eventually sublimate them to power.

All in all, for Zheng Shu, he does have a lot of choices, but it is precisely because of this that Zheng Shu can't make up his mind immediately.

"Or ...... Just follow the example of Phimtor and Aricila and let it be. ”

Scratching his head, Zheng Shu began to have a tendency in his heart.

Strictly speaking, the way in which Femtor and Arikila gained power was not the best shortcut, but rather a coincidence.

According to Dermor, he started out as a magician who studied magic, and although he was very talented, he was not much different from other warlocks.

It's just that because I like to study magic very much, I feel that my lifespan is too short in the face of the vast ocean of knowledge, so I will study technology that can extend my life in middle age.

There are many techniques in magic technology about longevity, but even if all methods are exhausted, the limit of how much magic can extend life is only about two hundred years.

This was naturally not enough time for Phimtau, who liked to study, but fortunately, by chance, he discovered the existence of cells, and it was also this discovery that greatly extended his lifespan.

However, at this time, Femto no longer cared too much about his lifespan, and was instead full of curiosity about the new things he had just discovered.

He was so obsessed with discovering the secrets of his newfound cells and deeper genes that he had forgotten about the study of magic, and the magic technique had changed from an object of study to a tool to assist in research.

In the process of research, in order to understand these things more accurately, he will even apply some research results to himself.

While Fermto was studying without sleep or food, his lifespan had far exceeded the limit of what could be extended by the magic channeling technology, and even he himself had long since lost the limit of his lifespan.

The main direction of his research has long since ceased to be magic, but has turned into biological genetic technology.

By the time Phimtor came to his senses, he had been feared and revered for thousands of years, and had become one of the thirteen kings of another world.

Alexella's experience is similar to that of Phimtor, except that due to the difference in race, she does not have to worry about her lifespan, so she does not give up the magic path technique and focuses on it.

What sustains her research is not the addiction to knowledge, but the pursuit of power.

When no one dared to challenge Arriquilla again, she also became the Thirteen Kings.

Unlike the Human-Wolf, the Tyrannical King, or Ort, who have fairly clear authority over categorization, Phimtor and Alikira are more akin to the Immortals under one person.

Although the authority of the two of them also has a certain tendency, the scope of their authority is much broader than that of the others.

Both kinds of authority have their own advantages and disadvantages, and for Zheng Shu, who can't make up his mind now, this kind of broader authority should also be a good choice.

"Forget it, let's take a step at a time, I don't have to worry about life anyway."

Zheng Shu was in a good state of mind, and after thinking about this matter clearly, he immediately stopped thinking about it, and instead lay on the bed and fell asleep.

After all, in order to catch up with the schedule, he has not slept for more than ten days, although he will not be tired, but who would not like to have the opportunity to sleep comfortably.

……

……

Zheng Shu slept peacefully here, but Stephen couldn't do it anymore.

I was just about to go to bed last night, when I was woken up by an urgent message from two of my subordinates.

Knowing that the monitoring target he emphasized opened up the space and left the monitoring sight, Stephen almost exploded, thinking that Zheng Shu finally couldn't pretend, and planned to go out and destroy the world.

So Stephen didn't sleep anymore, and hurriedly got up from his bed, quickly arranging for men to patrol the city, and himself sitting in the middle of the city, so that he could act quickly if he noticed any great changes.

As a result, nothing happened overnight, except for four gang fires, twelve shop robberies, and two mass riots.

Given the level of chaos in Hersharemz, such a thing happened in one night, and it could even be called peaceful tonight.

But Stephen's heart became more and more uneasy, and he always felt that the city was so quiet, it must be a big suffocation.

But he couldn't find any clues in a short time, so after daylight, Stephen could only disband the patrol team and drag his tired body home to catch up on sleep.

As a result, as soon as I got home, I received two more news, one was that Zheng Shu had returned to his room and was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

As for another piece of information, it was discovered that a cult of evil gods was planning to transport a virus from another world to the human realm outside the city to cause great chaos and celebrate the resurgence of their evil gods.

After hearing these two news, Stephen felt a dull pain in his liver.

The good news, his instincts are right, and there are indeed people who hold back a lot.

Bad news, last night was in vain.

It's a pity that no amount of grief can change the facts now, so Stephen can only use a pair of panda eyes to quickly gather people to deal with the order.

By the time all the enemies had finally been dealt with, the time had come to the afternoon.

Stephen, who had not slept all night and had been busy all day, stood in front of the window with a tired face, looking at the red eyes reflected from the window, silent.

"Mr. Stephen, tea, please."

Gilbert's voice woke Stephen from his self-pity, and he reluctantly pulled a smile and took the black tea from the old butler's hand.

"Thank you."

"You look very tired, do you need to lie down on the couch and take a break? While it's important to save the world, it's also important to be mindful of your body. Gilbert asked with concern as he looked at Stephen's face.

Stephen didn't take it anymore, but nodded: "I really need to take a break." ”

"Then I'll help you get a blanket...... By the way, if you plan to rest, then don't drink black tea, I'll help you warm a glass of milk. ”

Taking the cup of tea from Stephen's hand, Gilbert pushed the cart out of the room.

It wasn't long before the dutiful old butler returned to his room and handed Stephen, who was already lying on the sofa, warm milk and blankets.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Gracefully saluting, Gilbert quietly left the couch and went to the greenery in his office to take care of it.

Lying on the couch, Stephen didn't fall asleep immediately, but thought about something.

When he first received the news of Zheng Shu's disappearance, he only thought about whether the other party would cause any great harm, but ignored a very important piece of information.

If the news from his subordinates is correct, the way for that person to disappear is to cut a spatial rift and leave?

Thinking of certain possibilities, as well as the recent predicament of Lebra, Stephen had some thoughts in his mind.

"However, it is not yet certain that he is safe...... No, it's my mistake that Klaus has already exposed the information......"

Squinting his eyes and thinking for a while, Stephen suddenly turned his head to look at Klaus, who was constantly operating at the computer in front of his desk:

"Klaus, do you think that Zheng Shu is safe?"

"Huh?"

Klaus was stunned for a moment, his eyes briefly left the computer, and after thinking for a while, he nodded affirmatively:

"I didn't feel any malice from him, I think that person can be trusted."

"You've only been in contact with him once, do you believe him that way? Klaus, you trust strangers too easily sometimes......"

Stephen's voice grew lower and lower, and finally disappeared.

Klaus poked his head out from behind the computer and glanced at Stephen lying on the couch, and by some point, the cold man had closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

After a busy night, plus a day of fighting with the Cult of Evil Gods, even an iron-clad person can't bear such fatigue.

Gilbert smiled silently at the sight of the scene in front of him, and the sound of pruning the greenery unconsciously lowered.

Klaus behind the computer shrank back again, but the sound of mouse clicks became quite soft.

The whole room fell into an inexplicable quiet atmosphere.

(Today's update, there is another chapter.) ）

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