From Godhood to the Heavens

Watching that figure flap its wings and fly into the sky, it gradually disappeared from sight.

Fang Ping slowly exhaled, finally feeling a little relieved. He realized that there was something wrong with his mindset.

Although I was cautious in the past, I was never as timid as I am now. I sat on the bed and thought about it carefully for a long time.

He sighed, perhaps because of the apocalyptic experience of the previous month, he had never had a good night's sleep, with zombies everywhere, ready to pounce from any corner at any moment.

Even though the bed blocked the door, the constant wandering footsteps, like a roar squeezed from a throat, echoed in the corridor, keeping Fang Ping's nerves on edge.

They dared not relax their vigilance in the slightest, fearing that one day they might be infected or die.

Upon arriving in this world, although the threat of zombies is gone, various aliens still hang overhead like a sword of Damocles.

Fang Ping had never experienced war, but the world was full of zombies, and he was the only one experiencing fear, with the constant threat of death. Perhaps that was all there was to it.

Buildings that are easily destroyed, cities that are arbitrarily erased—before he transmigrated, Fang Ping thought he would be a citizen of the motherland standing in the sky, a superhero wandering the city, but after being hit hard…

He felt like an animal in a destroyed building, an ordinary person gazing at the sky.

However, with the Gate of All Heavens present, he has the potential to become a god standing in the heavens, a god who reigns supreme over all living beings, so he must be cautious and careful.

If one were to die prematurely, even the waters of the Yellow River could not wash away the regret in one's heart.

The thought arose, then subsided, and finally transformed into a firm resolve. Fang Ping clenched his fist, his eyes revealing a resolute look.

It's worthwhile to play it safe and develop cautiously now so that you can do whatever you want in the future.

So what if I'm being spied on? So what if I'm being monitored? I don't care if I just step into the house and sit on my bed without a care in the world.

'Once I get stronger, I'll grab them all and spank them. Then we'll see if you dare do it again!'

Fang Ping made a fierce decision in his heart, and after ensuring his own safety, he set his next goal.

Even though enough supplies have been collected on the island, and even if enemies are continued to be killed, the improvement to the special forces template is not significant.

But Fang Ping still stepped onto the island without hesitation and began to hone his skills.

Wait, wait for the new world to open, or maybe we'll be able to enter other modes in Peacekeeper Elite. If we could enter Ultraman or Transformers-like modes, that would be amazing.

At the same time, I subconsciously glanced at the Gate of All Heavens in my mind and saw that the surrounding halo was much brighter than before.

Not long ago, the light that had been anchored to the Super God Academy had already reached nearly half its original brightness. Fang Ping was immediately startled, his expression somewhat incredulous.

Observing the Gate of Heavens anytime and anywhere has long been a habit for Fang Ping. If it were just a slight change, he might not be able to notice it immediately. However, when the progress bar suddenly increased by half, it seemed difficult not to notice.

How is this going?

A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and a moment later a flash of inspiration struck him—perhaps it was related to the meeting between the angel and the rose.

Is it about the plot or the level of participation?

After pondering for a moment, I realized that guessing was not very meaningful; we should wait until it was verified before we could be certain.

Therefore, Fang Ping no longer hesitated and directly threw himself into the battlefield, beginning a new round of training.

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye. Apart from eating and drinking every day, Fang Ping has been fighting in Peace Elite.

Despite the fact that supplies had already filled an entire room, with all sorts of max-level backpacks crammed full, Fang Ping still didn't stop.

The constant sense of urgency and the relentless pursuit of progress leave no room for relaxation, but eventually, one will feel exhausted.

Over the past three days, Fang Ping has been continuously synthesizing weapons, giving all the guns purple attributes, and even enchanting the bullets.

The game features three types of bullets: highly toxic, explosive, and penetrating. Each type is carried in a level 10 backpack. In Peacekeeper Elite, no matter what the enemy is, even if they have a level 3 helmet and level 3 armor, they can be taken down with just one shot.

It has reached its limit. Even the special forces' experience points seem to have stopped increasing, as if they have also reached the character's limit.

Aside from lacking Captain America's 50/50 advantage, Fang Ping felt that his special forces template was definitely no worse than Captain America's in terms of physique.

These past few days, Fang Ping has been like an extreme homebody, his extremely low-key behavior has even made Dukao a little depressed.

He absolutely did not believe Fang Ping's words, or rather, he instinctively doubted them; such is the inherent weakness of politicians and fighters.

Those things that cannot be fully controlled should always be guarded against and viewed with great malice.

However, Fang Ping's actions left him completely helpless. Forget about all sorts of conspiracies, the other party would even thank the vendors when he went downstairs to buy things.

If you accidentally get bumped into, a simple "sorry" or "it's okay" will suffice.

All behavioral logic and subconscious actions, after analysis, perfectly match the behavior of Earthlings who have undergone modern education.

He was even more polite than Ge Xiaolun of Galaxy Force, but unfortunately, neither Skynet nor Deno 3 had any information about his past.

In the modern information society, a person may not appear in online information and may not be monitored by Skynet, but it is absolutely impossible for them not to be discovered by Denuo 3.

Unless there's a giant celestial computer like a giant clock to cover up and erase all of this, which Fang Ping obviously isn't.

Then there is only one possibility: they are outsiders, just like them.

It's just that whether it's outer space, a parallel dimension, or something else, there are speculations, but no one can be sure.

What is their purpose and intention?

Fang Ping didn't care what they were thinking.

He was sitting at a barbecue stall in the night market downstairs, listening to Liu Chuang's loud and excited singing, his face flushed.

Not long after, he collapsed onto the table and fell fast asleep.

He waved his hand, signaling his underlings to take Liu Chuang back, then got up and walked towards the street.

Wandering aimlessly, pondering in his mind, the God of War of Nostar has been activated, proving that the Light of the Sun, Lena, has arrived on Earth.

The great battle is drawing ever closer. Although it's still unclear why Liu Chuang wasn't taken to the Super God Academy, it's probably related to his own butterfly-like nature.

Previously, I always felt that the search links of the Zhutianmen to other worlds were random, but now, looking back, I suddenly realize that after arriving in this world and coming into contact with Liu Chuang and Qi Lin, I immediately completed the energy recharge and connected to the new world.

It shouldn't have been this fast. Even if it was random, the fact that it linked to the next world right after the previous one ended is still a bit too lucky.