Mythological origin

Chapter 140
"..."

Seeing Farel who was taking out a large amount of spiritual materials from the space ring and starting to form the formation as if no one else was there, Bai Mo stood quietly aside, not knowing what he was thinking.

During the period, players logged in to this "instance" world from time to time, but they all turned a blind eye to the existence of the two of them.

Even if the curious Li Lingxiu went online again and wandered around the place where she was killed, she still couldn't find the blond girl who had eaten her entire head in one bite, but was actually right in front of her all along.

They seem to be in two overlapping worlds.

It's just that Li Lingxiu always feels that her neck seems to be a little cool.

He searched for a long time, almost searched all the plants and trees near the player's birth point, but still couldn't find any clues, and finally he could only leave disappointed.

……

Ever since he was vaguely aware of the high-dimensional game between the spirit and the spiritless, Bai Mo had a feeling that perhaps the spirit of good fortune was driving the spread of spiritual tides in countless worlds.

They may be competing for the authority to shape the rules of the universe.

Every time a world is promoted to revive the spiritual energy, the spirit of good fortune will gain one child.

And Wuling, at present, seems to be a purely passive counterattack. Apart from using the power of Taoism to forcibly cut off the top-notch psionic system transcendent, there are no more tricks.

With the recovery of spiritual energy, will one day usher in the end of the Dharma era?
He was suddenly a little curious.

On the premise of not wantonly destroying, at least the monks in the late stage of the seventh level have to do it themselves. It took a hundred and eighty years to basically suck up a small world at the level of the Yuanyang world and turn it into a soulless cultivation jedi.

"The so-called spiritless, does it really represent the spiritless rule, or does it mean that only He can have spirits? Maybe a spiritless world like the earth is the residue that was once sucked dry?"

Such a thought flashed in Bai Mo's mind, and then it was immediately stuffed into the bottom of his heart.

Thinking about such issues rashly before you have enough personality to protect yourself will only attract unnecessary attention.

……

"In the small city over there, I found an interesting acquaintance." After Bai Mo lightly dropped a sentence, he turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the wilderness.

Farrell glanced at the direction where the white smoke dissipated, and hesitated for a moment.

Not long after, another Farrell separated from her back and disappeared in the direction of Bai Mo.

……

The Third Reproductive Service Center of Luoxing City.

A ghostly figure appeared in the center of the third block of Luoxing City.

The reproductive service center is essentially the trusteeship point of the artificial womb of the empire. Most families who do not have the financial resources to maintain it on their own will entrust their artificial womb here until the fetus is fully mature after they have fertilized eggs.

During the process of hosting, because it is in a completely sterile environment, visits are not allowed, so I can only watch a few small cameras outside for 24-hour recording.

Only when the embryos are healthy and mature enough to be released from the artificial womb can the parents come here to take the babies home.

"What is he doing here?" Following in Bai Mo's footsteps, Farrell's avatar also came to the reproductive service center.

She had never been here before, nor did she know anything about this place, she just knew it literally.

Because she doesn't need it.

Those who can enter her social circle don't have this need.

A decent noble family would establish its own artificial uterus management center, and all descendants of the bloodline clansmen would be born in their own management center.

Those who were not born in the management center of their own family would even be regarded as wild species in many cases.

Especially the families under the Blood Alliance, they are even more persistent in this aspect.

Bai Mo walked in slowly all the way. The walls, fences, and security were all ignored. He walked in a straight line, so even though it seemed that he was not walking fast, the room changes were extremely fast.

Farrell chased after him, also walking in a straight line.

It is impossible for a reproductive service center in a small city to have any noble-level security, and it is only a fourth-level guardian, which is equivalent to non-existence for them.

"Will there be your acquaintance here?" She didn't hide her figure, and asked in front of Bai Mo.

Generally, only non-nobles who can't afford a private management center will choose to come to this kind of place to breed offspring. At Bai Mo's age, how many people below the fifth level can know him and live to this day?
Dao Yuan Era is 500 years old...

"It's not really an acquaintance, just a little guy with a little impression back then."

"Shao...Tianming?" Farrell froze for a moment, and said a name unskillfully.

She didn't know this person, but because Bai Mo walked in a straight line, it was easy to confirm his target.

Then Farrell used face recognition to access the citizen management database inside the empire for comparison with his own authority, and obtained the name and information of the white ink target.

"Fourth-level early-stage monk, 540 years old, the most recent strength evaluation was level 42, the empire's C-level retired intelligence personnel, identity confidentiality level A..."

Farrell looked at the information found, and there seemed to be nothing special about it.

"Wait, C-level retired personnel, why is there A-level secrecy..."

A-level confidentiality means that only some people at the sixth level have the right to inquire.

"More than 500 years old, a retired intelligence officer with special secrecy... He used to be a spy sent by the Federation to the White Land?" Farrell reasoned and used the power of ghosts, and quickly found the answer.

"Yes, he was once a spy sent by the Federation to me, but he was caught."

"..."

"A little spy, what is there to impress you?"

Farrell wanted to continue to use the power of ghosts and immortals to obtain information, but because it was related to Bai Mo, all the clues were forcibly interrupted.

"It's not a big deal. More than 400 years ago, when he was imprisoned in the virtual prison of the White Earth, he carved novels on the ground with stones out of boredom."

"At that time, I said something casually, saying that I would send him a good fortune after writing two thousand chapters."

"The result?" Farrell suddenly became interested in such a short story.

"As a result, he couldn't bear it until the fifth chapter of 850, and his spirit collapsed..."

"..."

"Later, he was sent back to the Federation along with other spies, but he never thought that he would survive until today and leave behind a fifth offspring."

"Then you came here to..."

"Since we met, I will give him half-time luck."

"..."

At this point, Bai Mo emerged from nothingness.

"Excuse me, my lord is..."

Shao Tianming, who was holding a baby, was a middle-aged man with two gray beards. Beside him was not only his wife, but also the only fourth-tier guardian of the trusteeship center.

(For the content of this chapter, please refer to Chapter 578 of the original Taoist)
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