Human Brain Farm

To be honest, the opponent was too fast.

Too fierce.

Although it's unclear how long it will take for them to develop this core technology, which allows carrying the Power of the World and projecting it into other worlds, once it's out, it will be a devastating blow.

This is an arms race, but my speed is clearly lagging behind.

"So, do you plan to stay in our Land of the Demon God for a while, or do you want to descend to the mortal world?" Soon, the Zhenzi Demon God asked with a smile.

Zhu Zhengwei said, "I will stay here for a while to nurture one of my just-returned Seven Spirits, then descend again to collect my other Seven Spirits."

"That's very good."

Laozi smiled and said, "As for the wars in the mortal realm, we cannot interfere. The agreement has been signed, and you have to reclaim your belongings yourself, but I believe you are sufficient for the task."

"At the same time, please be lenient with Hongyan."

"Although stubborn, he reminds me of our younger selves. He is a rare man with the potential to become one of us. If he gains enlightenment and forsakes the mundane world, he has the chance to join us."

Zhu Zhengwei listened to their words and nodded.

Soon, he settled here and lived with the Seven Great Supreme Demon Gods of this world, engaging in discussions.

He wouldn't be intimidated.

If he showed fear, it would only arouse suspicion.

Was it not hard to infiltrate the upper echelons of the enemy?

How could he back down?

Subsequently, every five years, Zhu Zhengwei descended to the mortal world once to retrieve one of his Seven Spirits.

As he continued this process, he gradually fused his soul, which gradually began to recover, and his power continued to rise.

During this period, Zhu Zhengwei also engaged in strategic battles with the human emperor Hongyan, experiencing various wars, leaving even Zhu Zhengwei speechless.

That crazy person deemed him as his sole lifelong adversary, doing everything to target him without concern.

As the soul kept gathering, Zhu Zhengwei's strength continued to grow, and his mindset transitioned from human to divine!

On this day, while discussing with Fellow Daoist Zhenzi, he had a vague premonition, "I have already collected five spirits. Once I have gathered all seven, it will be the moment I break through to the eighth level and become the Curse Spirit God."

"Then congratulations, Fellow Daoist."

Zhenzi nodded, "Those who can cultivate Yin Qi like you are welcome to join our world family."

Zhu Zhengwei nodded, having blended in for so long, finally achieving success despite some setbacks!

And after a few more years.

Zhu Zhengwei heard joyful news from the neighboring Ancestral Witch world.

Professor Zeng Ciwen, hidden in the Secret Realm ruins, successfully stepped out into the eighth level Divine Realm and began publicly sharing his power Dharma Gate worldwide.

Zhu Zhengwei felt deeply moved.

I delayed for so long, year after year, contributing unfathomably to their research of an epoch of civilization systems, rising to a high-level enemy strongman, and you finally succeeded.

It wasn't easy.

....

Boom!

The Ancestral Witch world is now truly experiencing a discourse session.

"In the past, the Ghost Witch Doctor opened the gates of the seventh level for the world, then the ancient Immortal opened the universal Nascent Soul Skill for all Cultivators."

"Now, I shall open the Divine Gate of the eighth level for the world!"

An elderly white-haired man was giving a lecture, the audience below consisting of countless seventh-level Emperor Realm experts, all listening attentively.

"Now, our Ancestral Witch world is making further progress, entering the ranks of eighth-level civilization!"

The civilization of the Ancestral Witch world underwent a great explosion.

A brand new eighth-level Divine Realm era emerged.

In just a short span of seven or eight years, three Divine Realm powerhouses appeared.

However, people also discovered a problem.

"In the Red Moon world, the ratio of the seventh to the eighth level is that one Divine Realm emerges from three thousand Emperor Realm.... Whereas for us, it's tens of thousands of Emperor Realms for one Divine Realm."

"This is not because we are weak, but due to the cultivation method!"

"In their world, Emperor Realms are rare and break through normally, while our Emperor Realms are as numerous as cattle, but they all rely on Nascent Soul power for breakthrough cultivation, making them Pseudo Emperor Realms. It's natural for such a qualification not to break through."

Their joy turned into heaviness.

Even though the Red Moon world only had a few tens of thousands of Emperor Realms, what about them?

They had a full tens of thousands of Emperor Realms, but the number of Divine Realm powerhouses was far inferior to the other side.

Even though they knew that their seven were the result of historical accumulation, they still felt unwilling.

"The ancient Immortal King has yet to emerge. Perhaps he will continue the Nascent Soul Skill to open the next step of the eighth-level universal Dharma Gate, making our Divine Realms as numerous as cattle." Someone was full of hope.

"No, this is not realistic. The seventh and eighth levels are completely different grades...The universal method of the eighth level is too difficult." Someone expressed pessimism.

Regardless, the path to the eighth level in the Ancestral Witch world was truly underway.

...

At this time, in the New Red Moon World.

Zhu Zhengwei had also completely broken through to the eighth-tier Divine Realm, becoming the eighth Demon God of the Red Moon World!

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist."

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist."

Voices echoed one after another.

Zhu Zhengwei nodded, and at this moment, looking at these Demon Gods, he finally felt the gap between them and himself.

They could crush me with just one hand.

He felt the surging power within him, with the circulation of his inner breath flowing like breathing, becoming as dense as a stream, and the efficiency of energy utilization was simply a qualitative leap.

Indeed, it's the difference between gas and liquid.

"I just broke through, there's a significant gap in foundation, even in the same realm there's a world of difference, not to mention they are in the Great Perfection Realm." Zhu Zhengwei silently sensed, then spoke directly to the Demon Gods, "May I test my strength?"

"Of course."

"Over the years, all the major Demon Gods have always been sparring with each other."

These Demon Gods took action, and Zhu Zhengwei was instantly defeated.

Zhu Zhengwei also felt the gap between them, knowing that stepping into the eighth tier was merely the lowest threshold to come close to them.

These historic figures, the geniuses and elites gathered from all beings, their wisdom was astonishing, having entered the eighth tier early on, they were already unfathomable.

...

On the other side.

"Hmm, my first avatar has broken through to the Emperor Realm, with self-circulating Inner Qi and gained experience, the real me can also break through now."

Zhu Zhengwei's real self, standing above the Ancestral Witch World, gazed at the neighboring New Red Moon World, a slight curl at the corner of his mouth, "The real me, has been in the seventh-tier Emperor Realm for so long... finally going to take that step."

It wasn't easy.

The seventh-tier era lasted so long, finally stepping into the next era.

"However, this opposing world, even placed so far, still makes me uneasy."

Zhu Zhengwei sighed lightly.

He knew that although he had entered the eighth-tier era, he was still far behind the other side. Once they developed this Dharma Gate and could use their World Rules in other worlds, his world would truly face its end.

They could retain all their strength to attack his side.

But such technology?

Zhu Zhengwei wasn't foolish. Although they spoke so confidently, with a heavy-handed approach, such technology is extremely difficult to conquer, definitely not something accomplished easily.

"A conservative estimate: another five hundred to six hundred years."

Zhu Zhengwei estimated a rough timeline.

"Headache! While they research their 'Projection World Skill,' shouldn't I be researching my own foundation? I must turn my gaze towards the new enemy world, the Science Fiction World." Zhu Zhengwei muttered to himself.

This was his only chance to win.

To surpass the Red Moon World in a short time, the Witch World must absorb the achievements of another counterpart—the Science Fiction World from the realistic world.

In the Ancestral Witch World, appear the Space Ancestral Witch, Machine Gun Ancestral Witch, Spaceship Ancestral Witch... to battle the Red Moon Magic World!

However, this Science Fiction World has just been born, and with realistic parameters, how could it develop to that extent so quickly?

"Miners, I need a large number of miners to speed up the excavation! Miners specialized in physics, chemistry, mathematics, biology, mechanics, using their subconscious..."

Zhu Zhengwei took a deep breath, "The foundation of the world has already been established by that core group of scientists. What I need isn't much."

Zhu Zhengwei looked at the neighboring New Red Moon World, "Since they use their own world system to descend upon us... I will use science to defeat magic!!"

Zhu Zhengwei knew he had to race against time.

He wasn't hesitant.

Those mere seven Demon Gods, I uphold the banner of materialism, would I be afraid?

They dare to use the carrot and stick approach to threaten me?

"Currently, there are already eighty thousand miners at the perfect quantity."

"However, my plan is also proceeding normally. If I break through to the eighth tier in reality, my core power will explode, leading to a qualitative change, and I'm afraid I can recruit tens of thousands, or even millions of miners all at once!"

As his realm and power increased, the miners he could absorb grew exponentially.

Last time it was three thousand, then twenty thousand, after that eighty thousand, and now he estimated the next realm breakthrough could allow for hundreds of thousands of miners.

He already had a plan.

Break through to the eighth tier in reality, then take a leave of absence and fly everywhere.

He would envelop each school one by one, pulling everyone inside to become miners!

Sweeping through like the wind, covering various halls of knowledge, universities included, countless students, teachers, their dream residues, merging into a real science fiction world!

"Just do it, and it's done." Zhu Zhengwei was very assured.

"Middle school teachers, high school teachers, university teachers...."

Zhu Zhengwei weighed in his heart, with a fierce determination, "Pull them all in to mine! Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands... countless materialistic warriors' dreams to build the future of Earth, a Science Fiction World!"