Human Brain Farm-Chapter 474 - 459 Strategy

This has indeed become a card drawing game.

Zhu Zhengwei looked at his lifebound exclusive magical treasure: the Creation Staff.

On the staff, which twisted and rotated like tree roots, were embedded crystal orbs, each containing worlds of the All Heavens.

This is the level above the Primordial Saint.

Pangu level of the Celestial Dao.

"Just like how a Saint has their own exclusive lifebound magical treasure, the Creator God also has their own exclusive magical treasure. Previously, as a half-baked Creator God, today, I finally start down the proper path."

"My exclusive magical treasure."

Zhu Zhengwei held this Creation Staff, knowing this treasure would accompany him throughout his life, and his mouth twitched slightly, "The most ridiculous part is there’s no guaranteed S card...."

In a sense.

Perhaps, I am indeed the most reckless of the Creator Gods.

Other Creator Gods personally build each All Heavens World they desire, to converge into a universe.

"But I rely on randomness."

"This has a great deal of uncertainty; it might perform remarkably or it might malfunction."

"It all depends on the hard workers under my command."

"The harder they work, the more likely they are to perform exceptionally."

"I should use my long-standing specialty to secretly supervise them and encourage them to work hard."

Zhu Zhengwei took a deep breath; it’s better to stay in familiar territory, this has always been my battle style. Not learning the upright battle from my master was the right choice.

He felt like he was playing a virtual business sandbox game, managing a bunch of employees like a boss and having them work hard.

"Secluded for hundreds of thousands of years, one could say it was longer than my previous life." Zhu Zhengwei mused, striding out, "I’m no longer that half-baked person from before.... It’s time to head out."

Zhu Zhengwei left the planet and came outside.

The leader of the Dark Side Cosmos, Saint Xin Tu, was quietly waiting for him.

"Your demeanor is completely different now..." Xin Tu sized up Zhu Zhengwei with a glance and smiled, "You used to seem like a flamboyant guy, now you have the aura of someone with truly matching strength."

Zhu Zhengwei couldn’t be bothered by the other’s mockery.

After all, he had ambushed her too many times and she held a grudge, always thinking of him as a pervert who crazily attacked women’s boudoirs.

"How much time has passed?" Zhu Zhengwei asked.

"Eight hundred years have already passed," Xin Tu replied directly.

Eight hundred years?

Inside, I’d been devil-trained for hundreds of thousands of years.

No wonder it’s the legacy of a former Creator God, such a ridiculous time ratio.

"During these eight hundred years, how have our ’Main God Space’ reincarnators fared invading the Primordial Chaos universe?" Zhu Zhengwei directly asked the most crucial question.

"Not too much upheaval, everything as we expected."

Xin Tu said, "Our strategy succeeded; their Primordial Chaos universe has become too colossal, making it difficult to detect the covert infiltration and possession by Outer Celestial Demons... Over these years, we have constantly been at war, capturing one hundred seventy-three Yang Side worlds."

"How many in total do they have?" Zhu Zhengwei asked.

"They currently have three thousand eight hundred new All Heavens Worlds," Xin Tu said.

Zhu Zhengwei sighed.

Sure enough.

They have over three thousand, and we’ve only captured a hundred or so.

Hongjun’s philosophy is simple and direct, also the most effective: he used a terrifying layout prepared over countless billions of years to establish a universe-spanning devouring formation, Bo’er broadcast tower, and Sen civilization army, building numerous new Yang Side worlds. How many can you capture?

"If this continues, the Dark Side Cosmos is doomed."

Zhu Zhengwei murmured, "No wonder the previous Dark Side leader had such tact, knowing precisely where their weaknesses are."

"Indeed, if we continue like this, we face chronic death. You have to intervene as the Creator God and engage in a fierce battle with him," Xin Tu said, looking at Zhu Zhengwei and sighing.

"His army of All Heavens will only grow larger; the current situation requires you to carry out a decapitation strike to take the enemy leader from amidst a myriad of troops." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

This plan is quite normal.

Even Zhu Zhengwei’s inexpensive master thought the same; can’t let him expand further, face him in a formal duel, and defeat him using the combat experience of a Creator God.

Disregard the All Heavens Worlds under command; the two Creator Gods duel one-on-one.

"But unfortunately, I’m not good at fighting."

Zhu Zhengwei gave Xin Tu a glance and said, "I’m not planning to engage in a frontal battle with him; I’m not cut out for that.... Plus, I think that guy is so insidious, his calculations are so meticulous he might not expect us to become desperate and attempt to assassinate the leader?"

"If the opponent thought of it, we can only do so. Are you still planning machinations and schemes?"

Xin Tu widened her eyes and shook her head in dismay, "That’s simply impossible; the opponent’s power is growing larger, and playing tricks against them would just be seeking death."

It’s not that they weren’t smart enough.

The opponent clearly knows the best way to deal with smart people is to use open, straightforward power to crush, leaving no option but to wait for death.

This is military skill.

Breaking the unexpected with righteousness.

No matter your cunning schemes, I directly use absolute strength to punch you to death alive!

"By the way, have their saints already fought with us, constantly evolving?" Zhu Zhengwei asked.

"Yes, their saint forces have also started becoming death squads, constantly exploding themselves, keeping us oppressed to the point our heads can’t rise. The fact we captured those hundred plus worlds is entirely my credit," Xin Tu said.

Over the years, they had it tough.

The master indeed treated his universe’s saints as consumables just like before.

And the first to suffer were figures like Nuwa and the Three Pristine Ones, who now already lost a batch, replaced by new ones.

And this inhumane tactic, she actually also wanted to emulate, treating saints of Bo’er Cosmos as tools.

Unfortunately.

She isn’t like her master, wielding absolute control over the universe, to treat saints as expendable, to go explode and self-destruct.

If she sent other saints to their deaths, they’d surely unite against her, causing internal division on her side.

"I see."

Zhu Zhengwei felt a bit contemplative.

Hundreds of years have passed, and have the Three Pristine Ones, Nuwa, and others died already?

Though it was just a dream at first, the dream shattered, leaving a bit of surrealness.

"No need to panic; we are still ambushing the opponent’s universe." Zhu Zhengwei thought a bit, "I have a new plan, called the great unity of the working class."

Xin Tu looked at Zhu Zhengwei with a look as if seeing a lunatic.

"He who wins people’s hearts, wins the world...." Zhu Zhengwei smiled and said, "I want you to become the overt Creator God, to completely expose yourself."

"What? You want me to be both the Dark Side Cosmic Leader and the overt Creator God?" Xin Tu was quite surprised.

Zhu Zhengwei casually tossed his lifebound treasure, the Creation Staff over, "Take it! From today on, this Creation Treasure is yours."