Although I myself, as the Ultimate Wisdom of God, can grant temporary consciousness to Divine Objects.

But that is temporary wisdom.

However, in front of me, this is a Divine Object of Life that can think inherently...

This is fundamentally different in the form of the Divine Object.

"It seems to be an independent intelligent entity."

"It seems that this Divine Object doesn't need to find a host... it itself is its own host, it is a natural terminal God of Life!"

Liu Jun found the characteristics of this thing very interesting.

"Its ability seems to be to devour other series of Divine Objects..."

From this perspective, it's quite against the heavens.

You have to know, an ordinary tenth level is to devour Divine Objects and evolve randomly.

Just like those evolution games that start with a kun, madly swallowing to evolve.

But the evolution of an ordinary tenth level has a limit, it can only evolve ten times.

But this guy...

Seems to have no limit on devouring.

An unlimited appetite, able to consume anything.

And it can gain the power of the corresponding Divine Object series.

"It looks very powerful."

"I just don't know if it can devour my Mushroom Divine Object?"

Liu Jun speculated that it probably couldn't.

His Mushroom Divine Object is unique, with an extremely high status.

The other is just a Terminal Divine Object, why can it devour a Divine Object of the same level series as his?

It is estimated that it can only devour wild Divine Objects.

But that is also very amazing.

"In this era of great garbage civilization where one eats garbage."

"I would like to call you the King of Garbage!"

With a sigh, Liu Jun gave absolute affirmation to this Divine Object.

Of course.

The moment the opponent had intelligence, this Terminal Divine Object constantly lowered in Liu Jun's mind.

This is no longer a matter of side effects...

The opponent itself is a God of Life with self-awareness.

If he chose a Divine Object with self-awareness, what would happen?

Moreover.

If he lets it go unchosen, the disturbance caused by the opponent will be beneficial to him.

That Black Sword Queen, wiped out the entire upper echelon of the Kingdom of Waves, then became the new Emperor.

As long as Ying Qing suffers a bit and becomes a scapegoat...

Then he would be kept by a rich woman, taking over a civilization of mighty nations.

Isn't this a good thing?

Avoiding these messy thoughts.

Liu Jun turned to the next Divine Object.

[Thread of Causality]: People can cut off physical connections, but they can't sever the endlessly entangled love and hate of causality.

"Tsk, has an advanced Divine Object for phone scams appeared?"

With just a glance, he saw through the trick.

And also guessed the approximate ability.

First it was the phone, then the bankbook, and then the telephone line?

Introduction:

Parents were sailors.

When I was young, I was on the shore, and my parents were at sea.

"Sorry, we're going diving."

"Yes, for our family, for our children to have better resources in the future."

"Alas, Divine Objects are never enough."

"I picked up another stinky slipper; it can be given to my child later to bolster their foundation."

When I grew up, I was at sea, and my parents were at the seabed.

"Sorry, your parents... as teammates, we really..." The sobbing sound came, and the entire family wept bitterly.

"Their bodies have sunk to the seabed."

"What? Child, you want to salvage your parents' bodies? That's impossible! They have long since decomposed, only their Divine Objects float somewhere in the seabed."

"Don't go crazy, becoming a diver is too dangerous! Salvaging your parents' relics? You're simply being foolish!"

But I still resolutely set foot on the path of underwater diving.

Diving time and time again, undergoing numerous adventures, joining countless famous diving teams.

Also experiencing many near-death experiences.

I met a fellow diver who became my wife, had our child, and also took the path my parents took back then.

"It's our child's hundredth birthday again, shall we go back to see him this time?"

"I'm afraid not, every surfacing is too troublesome, decompressing in various depths is highly consuming..."

Growing older, nostalgia becomes a water pressure that isolates us at both ends.

Another hundred years.

A deep exploration once more.

A sudden deep-sea turbulence disrupted our diving plan, forcing us to stay on the seabed for ten more days.

"Our diving oxygen tank is not enough for us to return."

"Have we also reached this day?"

"This is the fate of us divers, as long as we dive enough times, accidents will always happen in the unpredictable sea."

My wife said to me: "Take my oxygen tank, if only one of us can live, I hope it will be you."

I watched my wife sink into the chaotic sea depths, carrying her Divine Object after death, bearing her expectations to keep moving forward.

Ascend!

Ascend!

I deeply understood, even if I had my wife's supplies, I might not be able to ascend.

"Hopefully, the rescue and reception team is on their way to me."

"But the turbulence misled the eternal pointer's direction, they can only determine my approximate location, can they actually find me?"

In this life-or-death moment with less than ten meters visibility, even if the other party knows their approximate location, they might pass by within just a dozen meters.

This distance of a dozen meters could be the separation of life and death.

"No, no... I can't die here." I thought of my child, remembered my childhood.

I absolutely cannot let tragedy recur in the next generation.

A strong impulse seemed to create a miracle.

Suddenly, I saw it.

I saw a magical thread.

It passed through the immense water pressure and crossed over homesickness.

A thread swiftly spread, crossing hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of meters... connecting me on this end with my child on the other.

Connecting me with those rescue diving teams.

"They... heard... my cries."

In the moment I passed out, I heard someone rescuing me.

When I woke up, I was already lying on the hospital bed in a city five thousand meters deep.

The rescue team said to me, "Hey! You're lucky, you created a miracle!"

In a trance, they seemed to hear me calling them, guiding the way.

But I knew it wasn't a trance.

There really was some powerful Divine Object capable of spanning the Chaos, allowing me to create indestructible... telephone lines.

This transcended their inherent logical understanding.

The more powerful a civilization, the clearer their understanding of the world, and the more likely they are to make one mistake:

They believe in science.

That incomprehensible superstitious affair is excluded by them, preferring to believe it was an illusion.

A year later, I was discharged from the hospital.

But I dared not dive again; my wife's death and surviving against all odds made me fearful of the deep sea.

"But what about the child's resources?"

"And what about the resources I need for cultivation in the future?"

I understood clearly that my guiding wire ability was extraordinary.

It could enable people to establish extensive telephone lines in the uncontactable Chaotic Sea Water.

I would become an unprecedented telecommunications merchant.

Everyone would rely on this ability.

But I also understood clearly.

"I can't use this power because if I do, I will be killed by the many strong ones with envious eyes. I'm doomed!"

"So, how should I profit from this power?"

"Since I dare not use it in the kingdom of waves, I will try to drop the lines down to the ocean depths at millions of meters!"

So, I began laying down one telephone line after another.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.

Just when I was utterly out of resources, contemplating whether to brave my fears and risk my child losing a father by diving again.

There was a response from the other end of the telephone line.

"Hello, hello?"

In the endless depths of a million meters, an unknown creature's voice emerged.

I attempted to communicate with the other end of the line.

"So, you are an ancient civilization from the seafloor, having adapted to the immense pressure, becoming deep-sea creatures, needing tens of thousands of years to decompress when rising?"

"So, you've almost given up rising?"

"You command a massive fleet of boot Divine Objects?"

"My telephone line is your only means of contacting the land under the million-meter water pressure?"

I discovered the truth of the world.

Some mightier beings had long submerged even deeper into the seabed.

In the dark depths of the sea, they became more reclusive, refraining from rising, salvaging more precious treasures in the depths.

Now, the other party contacted me with:

"Yes, I want you to lure a few Supreme Tier Ten to the million-meter mark, so I can kill them."

"Yes, I need to turn these Supreme Tier Ten into my boot Divine Object series... to supplement my Divine Object subordinates!"

"Yes, rising is too difficult for me, luring them over is most convenient."

"Once, I crouched and waited for them to dive, and by chance, I managed to kill one!"

It turns out.

Some supreme beings suddenly fell deep in the sea, having accidentally encountered these deep-sea creatures fully adapted to the pressure?

Their realm could already create large amounts of Heaven-Opening Divine Power, enabling permanent survival on the seabed using it as oxygen tanks?

Listening to the provided terms, I was tempted.

It's inconvenient for me to establish my network on this seabed because they would certainly catch me.

But if it's on the seabed...

Their communications rely solely on me.

I am the only telephone channel for these imprisoned individuals to contact the outside world.

I couldn't help but say, "I can't lure them to the million-meter level, but I can trick them to a depth of 300,000 meters! And provide their coordinates?"

The other party said, "300,000 meters? I can't rise to that position, but my Divine Objects are not restricted by water pressure, I will let my boots ambush them at that place!"

I said, "Pleasure working with you."

The other party: "Pleasure working with you."

In fact, that boot Divine Object was still a bit worried.

Because, without his guidance, their boot Divine Objects were very simple-minded, only having the wisdom of two or three years...

Easily deceived and ambushed.

To avoid being wiped out, this time he dispatched only five hundred boot Divine Objects to ambush that team of divers.

Undoubtedly, they succeeded!

"Great, we've reached a collaboration."

Thus began a vigorous cooperation.

Because of interests, I finally became the ugly form I hated in my youth, becoming a fraudster, using false treasure information to lure them to dive.

Like an insider, I sent them into the deep-water park, where they were skinned and their Divine Objects dismantled one by one.

"I am guilty."

Five thousand years later.

The abnormal deaths of many strong ones finally aroused the suspicion of the Black Sword Majesty.

I was thoroughly exposed as well.

But I am not afraid because I also raised my Divine Object guard force by intercepting and killing one Supreme Tier Ten after another...

A great battle erupted.

"I won't lose!"

...

Liu Jun, seeing this, massaged his temples.

With an expression of early anticipation, he knew that fraudulent Divine Object likely came up with another scam tactic.