Myriad Paths

After that, the worms took over the planet and their own 'god' civilization.

They were able to develop quickly and understand their situation quickly.

They have unique advantages, such as long lifespans and dormant periods, good physical strength, and the ability to survive in harsh environments. They are also adapted to areas with abundant resources, and can even obtain sufficient energy by relying solely on isotope decay.

Their deep space vehicles don't even need to consider protection and sealing. Anyway, worms can survive in outer space. The only weakness is probably that they have a slow metabolism because they don't need to breathe.

Slow metabolism means that the speed is even slower. They cannot move as quickly and quickly as life with aerobic breathing, but are very sluggish.

But this is not a bad thing. This slowness allows them to have more time to cross the void even if their speed is not enough.

There's just one problem, that is, because it's too slow, their development speed may be severely limited.

However, this problem was solved after absorbing the remains of his own 'god' after its death.

The previous civilization left its own seeds, but failed to wait for its own race to sprout from them. However, the worms raised by one of their detectors accepted everything they left behind.

The worms are growing by leaps and bounds.

They traveled between galaxies, they modified their bodies so that they could greatly speed up their thinking through aerobic breathing, they began to upload their consciousness into machines, they had the ability to manipulate matter between galaxies, they Becoming the 'star-making gods', they can easily achieve immortality for all people and destroy planetary civilizations single-handedly.

They can easily stir up gravitational points in the nebula, create star cores, and then fuse them into stars.

They circulate among the galaxies until the end of the universe, when the last batch of black holes will evaporate and dissipate, and everything will seem to fall into heat death.

The magnificent history of his own civilization emerged in Babar's mind.

And now, before his eyes was the magnificent background, the universe he was familiar with, those large-scale structures, those galaxies, the endless planets and the civilizations born in them.

As Babar said, if all this scenery is not a dream, it can only be something seen by God.

When Babar raised his hand to touch it, he found that he had no body.

"Energy body?" Babar thought, is it the world where you can see gods after death, in the form of energy?

He is quite accustomed to acting in an energy body, after all, he has long mastered the ability to shuttle between different bodies.

For ordinary races, the problem after being energized is that they cannot feel their own organs, and therefore cannot use the functions of the organs. For example, in terms of speaking, they are actually the mouth, tongue, lungs, and other organs. It is the result of the joint action of muscles and vocal cords. Without these, young people who have just transformed from physical life into energy body life will not know how to speak.

They can only try to make a sound, even if it means humming, exhaling, or trying to contract a muscle to spit out what they want to say, but that is actually impossible because you no longer have organs and muscles.

At this time, it is necessary to explore the essence of sound, that is, "vibration". As long as the vibration is simulated with an energy body, the sound can be naturally produced without being constrained by the vocal cords and breath.

Babar skillfully manipulates the energy body to vibrate and make sounds.

However, there is no sound.

Huh? Are you not an energy body?

Only then did he realize that although his illusory body had the same form as matter, its composition was completely different.

If it is a life from the world, you can recognize it at a glance. It belongs to the state of 'divine soul', but Babar cannot recognize it.

But he was not frightened, but rather curious, what was going on? Did he really come to heaven after death, or was all this an illusion before death?

But at this time, a voice came: "If you want to speak, just think."

This voice had a completely different rhythm, a different way of pronouncing it, and weird vowels. It was not any language that Babar was familiar with, but strangely, Babar found that... he could understand it.

"Are you?" At this time, his thoughts also made a sound.

It was just thoughts, but those words really popped out. He heard his own voice, absolutely yes, it was his voice, and the words he said were very clear.

There was obviously no vibration, but he heard a sound.

How bizarre.

But Babar did not panic. As a thinking engineer, he has always been known for his excellent and calm mind.

So, he asked: "Is this the world after death? Are you a god? Is there really a god in this world?"

However, the voice replied: "This is not any place you know. There is indeed a God in this world, but God is not what you think."

This answer made Babar a little embarrassed, but he felt that this question was a must-ask under the current situation, so he said: "Well, although I don't know who you are, please forgive me for asking a stupid person. The question is, are you the 'god' you say you are?"

The sudden voice did not suppress his emotions to maintain a certain perfect mysterious tone, which made him sound a little more human.

He was obviously interested in Babar's question. He said: "It's interesting. People always ask me this question. Of course, they ask it in different ways. But, I'm sorry, I can't give you an answer that you can understand." , I can only say, you can call me whatever you like, because no matter what honorific title you give me, there is no honorific title that I cannot bear within your imagination."

"Hey... there is no honorific title that I cannot bear, so did you even create the universe?" Babar was very interested, and he didn't seem to be afraid of this voice.

"What if I say yes?" the voice replied.

Babar was not shocked by such an answer. He continued: "Then what am I? If you created the universe, then I should also be created by you. So what form am I in now?"

The voice was unexpectedly patient. The voice answered Babar very frankly: "Your existence is easy to explain. You are a 'spirit'. In fact, you don't have to worry about what's wrong with you. Your current combination The method completely imitates the structure of the brain in your body, and it is the same even in the smallest details. In other words, your thoughts, memories, and personality have not changed. To you, you are the same as before. "

"So, every life is like this?" Babar asked.

"Not necessarily. Although everyone has a soul, only a small number of people can be promoted, just like you now, and get the opportunity to talk to me." The voice replied.

Babar said: "Then you chose only a few people? Why did you choose me?"

"You were chosen because of your superior thinking ability." The voice replied: "You are a smart person who realizes the possible truth of the universe, so I chose you, of course, not just you."

"It seems I am important to you," Babar said.

The voice replied: "No, you as an individual are not important to me, but 'you' are very important to me."

"In other words, you have not only chosen one being like me, but who is I? So what is your purpose? By the way, you said you are a god, do you have any proof?" Babar was a little confused. Convinced.

Babar was proud of himself and was unwilling to accept his status, so he chose to question the other party.

"You are the last one in this universe." The voice said.

This answer satisfied Babar's pride.

However, he immediately saw an even more terrifying scene.

He found that he saw his own universe, a small universe that could be held in one hand.

It was obviously so vast, billions of light-years long, but it was fragile at this moment. Just the other party's touch caused the universe to shatter, like a bubble, and disappeared with a pop.

Countless living beings originally in that universe were annihilated.

At this moment, Babar was horrified to see that the original galaxy, the large-scale structures of the galaxy that seemed to be nerve fiber networks, began to move at this moment.

That was a hypothesis he had during his lifetime, namely: "Galactic Intelligence Theory".

In fact, it means that the fiber networks that connect the universe through gravity are so similar to nerves in structure. Maybe these networks themselves are intelligent, but their reaction speed is too slow.

It turns out that this hypothesis is true.

These large-scale structures of galaxies really have their own intelligence, but their own civilizations cannot communicate with each other.

The large-scale structures of these galaxies became active. They exuded terrifying power and rushed out of the slowly destroying universe. The villain was only about the size of a gravel, but in that small universe, his gravel-sized body was enough There are tens of thousands of galaxies.

This villain must have become the overlord of the universe. He can easily extinguish the stars in the universe, and crush the entire galaxy into crumbs with a wave of his hand.

But at this moment, this strong man in the galaxy who could dominate the universe was panicked. He looked at the great existence in front of him. He didn't know what kind of existence he was facing, but one of the opponent's fists could fill his entire universe!

The little people make chirping sounds, which may be their language.

Strangely, Babar found that he could understand this language. He could hear the villain screaming in despair: "Who are you?! Why do you want to destroy my universe?"

But he saw the weird appendage with five fingers below moving. He reached out and pinched the villain with two appendages. The villain immediately used some mysterious ability to try to break free, but to no avail. His lifelong cultivation Because, the experience of poor calamity was crushed to death by those two fingers.

The mysterious voice from before also said at this time: "To you, I am not a human being. I am God, the Lord of Creation. Moreover, this is not destruction, this is rebirth."

The voice said so and threw the corpse of the strong man who once dominated the universe into the basin behind him. There were already forty or fifty similar corpses there.

Babar was so horrified that he could hardly describe what he saw.

The universe was destroyed. Although the universe was indeed on the verge of destruction, after all, even the black holes were about to evaporate, he never thought that the ending of the universe would be like this.

However, after the destruction, the corpses of these large-scale galaxies were kneaded back together.

So——there was a cosmic explosion.

A brand new universe was born.

This universe is so young that it is so beautiful. Nebulae are spraying colorful springs like fountains. Countless stars are lit up, and light and heat fill the entire universe, unlike the old and dying before.

Babar was shocked and speechless.

He now believes that the existence in front of him may indeed be God.

In addition to "God", what other words can describe such an existence?

"So... God, why did you choose me?" Babar put down his pride and humbly faced the voice in front of him.

"You are playing the role you should play-you can think." The voice said so.

"What?" Babar was puzzled.

"Just like now, you can'think', as I said just now, you are a smart person."

"In other words, you need me to help you'think'? Great God, you should be smarter than me. Can my wisdom compare with yours? How can my thinking help you?" Babar couldn't understand.

The voice replied: "I don't know, as you can see, I am not omniscient."

"Then how do I need to think?" Babar asked.

"That's what you have to think about." The voice replied.

"Thinking without a purpose... How long should I think?" Babar continued to ask.

Babar seemed to have realized something. The other party needed him to think, and did not set a goal. He just needed him to keep thinking.

So why should he think aimlessly?

Could it be that the other party just felt that thinking and exploration itself had considerable value? Didn't he think that thinking needed other purposes?

Babar couldn't help but think.

The voice seemed to be able to see through Babar's actions, and he was very happy: "Look, that's it, you did a good job, when you start thinking, that's what I want you to do."

Babar shuddered.

He realized a very terrifying future. The existence in front of him wanted to drain all his thoughts and inspiration. When he "couldn't think", he would be destroyed.

"Are you only talking to me?" Babar tried to keep his tone calm: "How long should I think?"

"Of course not, I am also communicating with many lives like you at the same time. As for the time limit for your thinking..."

"I think the answer should be 'forever'."