Human Brain Farm

A multitude of entities overlook the entire earth, obscuring the sky and covering the sun.

They take the quantum form, the smallest particles in the cosmos float through the universe, forming massive shadows.

"What is that?"

"My god!"

The strongest warriors of the Sen Civilization branch of the Bo'er Civilization look up at the celestial stars, their bodies instinctively trembling violently.

That is a super ultimate terror that weaker beings cannot even sense!

Only they, the few strong ones, know the fear within.

It seems to observe unmentionable objects in the cosmos, transcending the universe's ancient, magnificent entities, enduring eternal tribulations, unsullied by causality, possessing super-dimensional perception, observing the cosmos's past and future, endless immortal existence.

"Oh, billions of years later, a genius who understood 74% of this universe appeared, he would also be considered a genius back in our time."

"Yes, but unfortunately, in this barren universe, there is no way to communicate, stuck in a well, gazing at the sky... If he could collide with other geniuses, it would be far beyond this..."

"What a pathetic cosmic era."

"That's why back then, they wanted to change these things."

They made an exchange that was incomprehensible, a chill voice emerged.

They released the second most terrifying ultimate civilization in the cosmos—Sen Civilization technology, letting it spread throughout the universe, widely available, civilizations implementing 80% of their technology everywhere, naturally not generous.

But in their eyes, it is merely trash-tier power.

The strength they now hold has long surpassed the narrow limit rules of this universe, possessing terrifying rules not belonging to this universe, power beyond the universe's extreme limits.

However, the destruction of the original universe subjected them to the oppressive rules of this reality, forcing them to sleep, resisting the overwhelming tide of reality's rules.

"But today, everything ends."

"Don't look at the little guys down there."

"Why can't we look? I almost want to destroy them, with just a finger!" a turbulent voice bubbled with eagerness.

"Don't do foolish things, although we can't perceive specifics, some of the civilizations below, the masses, should be cosmic miners, the new forces for digging..."

"This reminds me of the glory days of Bo'er Civilization, where everyone was digging the new cosmos."

"Wait until we kill that little guy and seize authority... These miners will serve us, don't act recklessly."

"After all, creating a new universe, a massive cosmic miracle, requires countless labor to..."

"Bah!"

After softly exchanging words, their gaze slowly turns to the embryonic dream cosmos in the sky.

It is an embryonic cosmos continuously colliding in the spiritual world of all living beings, constantly breeding and growing, with various divine scenes, flowing and revolving.

"Its true authority lies within."

"Let's go, enter and kill him."

...

They softly spoke.

The next second, a rift rapidly opened in the four-dimensional cosmos.

"Begin entering the Dream Cosmos, start dreaming."

"This surely will be a good dream."

"Everyone be cautious, as we enter the Dream World, we'll surely be rationalized by the world, given a reasonable dream identity, and might lose our self-awareness... we might dream of becoming someone else, not remembering who we are in reality..."

"Does that matter?"

"Entering it, no matter who we dream of being, will instantly break the balance between the 'Yin-Yang Camp' engaged in combat."

"We are the strongest beings of the Dark World, upon joining the war, we can instantly destroy the Yang Side universe and kill the Creator God..."

"Kill him and consume him, it's our instinct."

"When we succeed, we will wake up from the dream... and upon waking from the long night, we will see the true dawn, holding everything we've longed for."

"The final act of Bo'er Civilization should end."

...

Boom!

They tore through the cosmic membrane.

They slowly stepped in, entering the entire Spiritual Dream Cosmos.

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhengwei is in the new Women's Country, late at night, in the female soldiers' dormitory building, repeatedly transforming the dreaming female soldiers, opening dream bubble after dream bubble, "One, two...."

Suddenly, he feels as if something pierced through his world.

Yet the speed was so fast, even he couldn't perceive it, leaving him somewhat confused.

"What happened?"

Zhu Zhengwei felt puzzled, "It seems something has entered my body?"

"Wait, how can outsiders come in? Only creatures from the Primordial Chaos can go out... outsiders need to sleep to enter." He was perplexed, with his limited knowledge failing to comprehend.

Boom!

Primordial Chaos.

The entire Dark World vibrated intensely.

The stars in the sky rapidly condensed into entities, endless dark powers surged, crushing everything.

Certain entities gathered in a void to form the ultimate world map preemptively!

Above the Celestial Dao, an ancient being holds the Creation Jade Butterfly, his eyes slowly open, revealing a timeless ancientness, "I'm called... Hongjun, is this a rationalized identity?"

His lips curl into a slight taunt.

"This world is too weak, but the worldview is fine, this level of ultimate power suits me, I'm also a teacher to other entities, master to the Saints... If it continues to form, it might take at least tens of thousands of years to generate this local Hongjun?"

"Indeed, we must come a bit early, otherwise the local one, the so-called Hongjun, growing to the same level with us, would be quite tricky..."

"Engaging in another battle with local final decision-makers would be troublesome."

His demeanor is relaxed, yet extremely cold, his gaze sweeping with an intention to instantly obliterate the warring Yang Side world.

After all, the struggle between Yin and Yang is the destiny of this dream-soul cosmos.

The creative analytical power of a universe must accompany chaotic dark residue analytical garbage.

This predestines a long battle, mutual contention, emerging strong figures from both sides, heroes clashing, ultimately ending in their pyrrhic victory...

Yet, in every aspect, the Dark Side cosmos holds an absolute advantage, a victory for the Yang Side is extremely difficult!

Even the Bo'er Civilization of the past, that fervent civilization where powerful figures constantly emerged, roaring aloud, also succumbed to them...

Recalling the past, he felt a bit melancholy, "Yet those fervent heroes were indeed terrifying... but now, these newborn heroes, they're merely vulnerable."

"Our strength diverges too greatly."

"In the long ages of Yin-Yang strife, I've seen too many heroes, they've roared, shouted, once carved out an era alone, once an incredible demon emerged, even arose able to shatter and suppress us dark beings, but ultimately, they could only weep before me..."

He shakes his head leisurely.

But the next second, his expression reveals disbelief.

Where did the Yang Side cosmos go?

"Where are those heroes?"

"Those roaring ones, intending to clear evil residues for a glorious cosmic age, those great civilization heroes?"

In a cosmos with Yin and Yang opposition, there cannot be a lacking Yang Side cosmos!

Here it turned out to be all dream residues, randomly generating the Dark Side cosmos?

Rumbling!

His Divine Sense instantly sweeps across the entire Dark Side cosmos, all world's strong ones and all living beings felt the descending Celestial Dao Saint's will.

"Impossible."

"How can it not exist?"

He was dazed for a few seconds, suddenly realizing something.

"To think... it could be so... shameless..."

But his last conscious awareness gradually dissipated, completely entering the dream, conforming to the world's rule setting, forgetting who he was.

"But the enemy from heaven... even in dreaming other roles, forgetting who he was awake, once unveiling himself, he instinctively kills him instantly..."

"Sacrificed the dignity of the strong, lived like ants, trembling with fear from the shadows, he is only, trying to delay some time... a desperate struggle, after all."