Concept editor!
The great creation at the thirteenth level comes from the highest technological civilization and is materialistic in the heavens.
An indescribable narrative of love.
Master of Truth.
Yan Xing slowly woke up from his trance, his dull eyes regained their divine light, and he unconsciously clenched his palms, but the colorful ball of light had already disappeared.
He looked at his skinny body, jumped a few times, frowned, and found no change, he was still thin.
"Were some concepts about me played around by the editor?"
The moment Yan Xing touched the ball of light, he inexplicably learned some brief information engraved on the editor that vaguely explained its origin and function.
A creature that can organize concepts.
Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, thought carefully, and felt the changes within himself. The answer was in his body or subconscious.
"To adapt?"
"Why would that be..."
Yan Xing didn't know what he was thinking, his expression changed and he turned to look at the figure on the throne, his eyes uncertain.
After a long while, Yan Xing's eyebrows slowly relaxed, he let out a foul breath, and indifferently fell to the ground.
"That's right. Just looking at the introduction, I see that this concept editor is something very unnatural. How can I, a mere mortal, control something like this?"
"And luckily, it changed my concept of adaptation."
Yan Xing's eyes lit up, his tone became more and more determined, and he became more and more confident in his guess.
"There's only one answer." Yan Xing looked at the figure on the throne, then looked at the countless dead gods and demons under the high platform, and continued: "Senior boss encountered a terrifying enemy here. In desperation, this A leader took out his concept editor and tried to interfere with the concept to reverse the situation."
"It's a pity that it was so costly. Right after activating the editor, he was instantly killed by a terrible force before he could activate it. This situation and scene will remain here forever."
Yan Xing smacked his mouth, and through a few hints, he seemed to have seen the battle that had taken place endless years ago, with blood-soaked gods and demons, the corpses of immortals, and the heads of saints piled up like mountains.
"The editor, fully active but not initiated, was running continuously until I touched it, and my consciousness was the spark that ignited the guide wire."
"Adjust, adapt!"
"The idea that I pursue so persistently is the foundation of my worldview, the deepest desire and ambition in my subconscious..."
Yan Xing's eyes were shining, his mind was turbulent and at the same time, he was relieved. At this moment, he was truly shocked by this "coincidence" and thought that there was someone behind it who was controlling all of this. This was not the case, it was just the concept editor capturing the most important things in his subconscious and making them happen.
Unlimited and adaptable, born of his own will without the intervention of external forces.
In this way, Yan Xing felt relieved.
"Everything in the world evolves from weak to strong, and the essence of evolution is adaptation!"
Cultivation is to accelerate the evolution process. Yan Xing had clearly understood this truth in his previous life.
As can be understood from Blue Star's theory of evolution, the origin of life, from the first "replicable protein" to the first single-celled organism, only then did human beings and all kinds of living things come into existence after billions of years of long evolution. biology.
How does an ordinary mortal differ from an immortal in the eyes of the first single-celled organism?
Likewise, if you were to put a mortal in the place of a single cell and look at those omnipotent "immortals" from his perspective, wouldn't there be just a long evolutionary process between the two?
But it is impossible for a mortal to survive through the long years of evolution by reproducing in a group. Until then, what does it matter to me whether I am immortal or not?
So whatever the system, whatever the method used, there is a theory of spiritual practice whose sole purpose is to shorten the time of evolution to reach the conclusion, "I will be immortal before I die."
This theory can be extended to other scenarios, such as the creation theory of gods and demons. They created all living things, but erased the short billions of years of evolution from single cells to "humans".
If the pattern continues to expand, aren't these innate gods and demons born from chaos "single cells" of a higher level? They just have a very high starting point, which doesn't negate the fact that they can continue to evolve!
Evolution never ends.
"Unlimited adaptation allows me to greatly shorten the evolution process or even skip it directly, saving a lot of time and arduous practice, and I can get the results directly!"
"Hiss, this is so scary! I just wanted to find a way to go on this journey, but I didn't expect to go straight to the road!"
Yan Xing reached out and caressed her cheek to confirm that she wasn't dreaming. A moment later, she was unexpectedly anxious that she would have the strongest capital to win the championship.
"Ahem! Don't get carried away. This ability is truly incredible, but it is missing the most critical link between adaptation and evolution: stimuli from the outside world."
Yan Xing had a strong will, and in a short time, he suppressed his turbulent emotions and became completely calm.
Why does life evolve?
At first it was necessary to survive, and the harsh natural environment outside made this necessary.
Until life has conscious thought, seven emotions, and six desires, the goal of evolution is no longer one: neither power, nor immortality, nor continuation of the race.
Whatever the reason, evolution requires interaction with the outside world. Yan Xing had done a lot of research on this subject in his previous life, but due to the limitations of civilization and technological level, he could not reach a definitive conclusion.
This can only be inferred from the fact that the Blue Star world lacks some important things, which means there is no future for cultivation. It can be concluded that martial arts cannot only remain at the flesh and blood level, or even at the cellular level.
"Perhaps I will know the answer to these questions when I officially exercise the extraordinary power of this world."
"There are gods and demons in this world. There is no doubt that the path to evolution is smooth."
Yan Xing woke up from his thoughts, slowly stood up, and bowed to the figure on the throne.
"Thank you!"
When you receive benefits from others, you should naturally be grateful and respectful.
Yan Xing saw the pile of gravel on the ground with his eyes lowered and an idea came to his mind.
"Senior, in my hometown it is a tradition for the dead to be buried in peace. I took your treasure but I have nothing to pay. I am very sorry. I will bury you to express my gratitude!"
After Yan Xing said this, he walked towards the throne and reached out to grab the man's body, trying to flatten it so that he could easily stack the rocks.
As for the countless gods and demons below, it's no wonder Yan Xing is biased. It's not easy to put them in their graves.
"Fortunately your body proportions are still normal, or else... huh!?"
Yan Xing was stunned for a moment, then tried his best but still couldn't push the man away even a little, no, not even his clothes or hair could move.
Too heavy!
"Golden Light Talisman Armor!"
He reached out and took out a few talismans, pressing them into the flesh and blood of his chest, and his strength suddenly increased.
"İç! Ha——"
After a while, Yan Xing chose to give up and helplessly shook his head. He was truly a god and a devil. Even if he was just a corpse, this was not something he could shake as an ordinary mortal.
In a place that Yan Xing couldn't detect, the extraordinary aura emitted from the talisman armor triggered an object in the man's arms, and the clothes inflated slightly, rolling towards the ground through the void.
Blow it up!
It is a finger ring made entirely of jade that is blue and flashes with a strange light.
Yan Xing slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at the ring. Instead, he picked up the pebbles and began to pile them up around the man's body.
After half an hour, all the gravel on the platform was collected, the man was finally completely covered, and a pointed stone tomb was erected on the throne.
Yan Xing nodded in satisfaction when he saw this, then bent down and picked up the sapphire ring on the ground, and very naturally put it on his thumb.
"Ashes turn to dust, dust to dust, and the soul to nothingness. Elder, please rest in peace. I will continue to make these worldly things shine in the world and benefit all souls..."
"tıslama!
Before Yan Xing could finish speaking, he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his thumb. When he looked carefully, the blue jade ring on his finger had strangely disappeared.
'to bite--'
The clear voice echoing in his mind caused Yan Xing's pupils to shrink sharply. Maybe... the system! ?
Ha ha!
Yan Xing's face darkened. He didn't want something as miserable as the system. He didn't want to constantly live under the prying eyes of some beings.
'Self-test module 10001 has been loaded and the first self-test has started.'
A pale blue divine light flashed deep within Yan Xing's pupils, and a screen that only he could see suddenly appeared in his consciousness.
A large number of strange characters flowed on the screen like a waterfall. After a while, the characters condensed into Yan Xing. Even the smallest pores gradually became the same shape.
——
Self-examination topic: Yan Xing.
Age: 12.
Race: Human (perfect purebred).
Body: 0.6.
Strength: 0.7.
Sensitivity: 0.8.
Meaning: 2.9.
The subject is in a weakened condition, devoid of sap and blood, and suffering from developmental delays resulting from prolonged malnutrition.
Foreign objects contained in the object:
1. A low-level "pigment generator" is implanted under the scalp, changing the hair color from black to silver.
2. There is an incomplete life essence embedded in the flesh and blood of the left shoulder, which has a strong life breath.
3. The heart in the left atrium hides the left eye of a saint of the eleventh degree.
The above self-check is complete.
——
Yan Xing's expression froze after reading the information on the screen. He also understood that the so-called "self-test module" was not the system he had imagined.
The self-testing module also comes from the materialistic world and is a helpful tool for powerful people in that world.
Its function is very simple, namely to detect and list the physical condition of the owner. Apart from that, there is nothing else.
Well, to make a simple analogy, it's the same electronic watch that was able to detect heart rate and blood oxygen from the Blue Star in its previous life, but it's countless times longer.
"Fortunately, fortunately, as long as there is no system, I can't stand the voice in my head all day long, even shit and piss are under the surveillance of the system."
Yan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned and looked at the pillar filled with foreign objects.
"When did my body become a dump?
Everything is stuffed inside it!"
Yan Xing knew about the hair color reversal device. It was something Uncle Lan had implanted in him, and he had told him seriously that no one should know that his eyes and hair were black, or else disaster would definitely befall him.
'Uncle Lan, why don't you change the color of my eyes? This silver hair is so ugly, like an old man!'
'Hey! Stupid kid, eyes are the window to the soul, do you really think that even the slightest abnormality can't be hidden from others? I'm just a city slave!'
Uncle Lan didn't say why he had to hide the fact that he had black hair and black eyes. Yan Xing thought about it carefully and found that it was true, although there were very few black-haired people he had ever seen. There was no one left with black eyes in ten and ten thousand.
The two had something in common that had never been seen before.
"The eyes of a saint? Broken life essence? What are these? And when did they enter my body?"
The self-test module only checks the subject itself and internal intrusions that are not included in the test scope, such as the talisman in your hand.
Yan Xing frowned, and the locations of the three external objects on the screen were clearly marked. His heart was currently unable to move him, but his left shoulder…
His eyes turned cold, and blood suddenly appeared. Yan Xing used the power of the talisman crystal to cut the skin, inserted two fingers, and played with it for a while. After a while, he took out a glass bead the size of a fingertip.
"Hmph! The old thief Xue Kong?!"
He finally understood why he was so unlucky. Soon after he escaped, many lords became strange.
This old Yinbi nearly killed him.
Yan Xing cast aside his life essence and began to walk under the high platform without pausing for long.
As for the corpses of the gods and demons, Yan Xing had no intention of attacking them. First, the throne was suspended in the air so he couldn't get up, and second, if they were there, he might not be able to take the treasures. There. Most importantly, unlike the boss on the high platform, these gods and demons didn't look like humans, which naturally made him cautious.
After coming out of the misty pit, Yan Xing did not feel hungry at all after not eating for a long time, and his metabolism seemed to have stopped.
There seems to be a "matter" between the sky and the earth that actively flows into the body to maintain its consumption in order to conserve energy.
Is this the power of adaptation?