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The brain focused its gaze on Su Li and the others, its intense gaze even triggering a loss of control over its supernatural abilities, causing streaks of lightning to erupt around its vision.

The light shield Ivan created trembled slightly, dispersing the lightning.

The brain is thinking at lightning speed.

He comes from a viral community, in which each person is a viral aggregate.

According to their tribal history, they were born from the divine power of the God of Life, and they possess unique talents in matters of life.

Unfortunately, their world was destroyed because it encountered a natural disaster while in the void.

Next, this race, like the Blue Star civilization, entered the Eternal Game.

This brain's name is Mo, a child born into that civilization after the Eternal Game began. In his youth, he indulged in pleasure and did not choose to become an explorer. Later, their civilization's development stagnated, and they chose to wage war against other civilizations. They were defeated, and their standard of living plummeted.

He used his connections to go out and explore with others, and as a result, he encountered some extraordinary adventures and found this real world.

Next comes the story of how, lacking strength, they were suppressed and defeated by the natural forces of the local area, endured humiliation for a thousand years, and were carried away by their incompetent teammates.

As someone who almost participated in the Eternal Game, Mo knew a great deal about it. After all, he was an explorer of his race, holding a transcendent status. From a young age, his school would tell stories about the players.

Mo knew perfectly well what the fragments of the world and the illusions of the past created by the system were all about. What it was now was merely an illusion recreated by the system from the history of this world. It was not a real entity.

However, since he is now perceiving the world and contemplating his own existence, he assumes that he is real. His feelings and memories are exactly the same as the previous Mo, therefore he is Mo.

Now there is only one thing to do: reverse your own existence and transform from a phantom back into a living being.

He had heard similar stories before.

Mo silently plotted his plan. He could think of two methods. One was to force them to buy the item that would allow the phantom to regenerate. The second was to defeat them, then erode their brains, replacing them as a symbiote and reborn in its place.

However, both of these methods face the same problem—how to defeat the opposing team.

Thinking of the theory of elements he had just identified, he felt a chill run down his spine. The series of books on the theory of elements was a household name for them.

This series of books is practically a must-read for any elementalist. However, the entire series is extremely rare. Many elementalists only begin studying it after reaching the legendary level.

As the saying goes, "The Dharma is not to be passed on to six ears," such profound knowledge cannot be disseminated casually. It is said that the god of wisdom has placed restrictions on this series of books, and only those with the right affinity can unlock them.

The criteria for being destined to meet someone remain a mystery. Peace-loving heroes have met them, as have scoundrels with dirty hearts and lungs. Some even say that this concept of destiny is just a hoax, a purely random event.

[Just let it go like this? No way! This is an opportunity I must seize! I have to make a decision.]

Mo made up her mind and her will became firm.

He closed his eyes, and his whole body turned into a ball of black water.

"They ran away?" Su Li looked at the pool of black water. "It doesn't seem like it. That frenzy just now didn't seem like an act."

Su Li looked up at the sky and noticed that a large amount of white fog had appeared again, constantly battling with the pollen in the air.

Meanwhile, in more distant places.

Many of humanity's high-ranking officials had by this time finished reaping the benefits of their cities. Due to the varying populations of the cities, the power they ultimately gained differed. Intrigue and intrigue were also involved; some high-ranking officials didn't even have a chance to absorb power before being murdered by their enemies, their cities devoured by different schemers.

At this moment, apart from the four cities protected by Song Mingyu, the other cities are only inhabited by the virus monsters that devour humans and the wandering zombies.

Humanity in this world has become extinct. In this world, there are only cannibals who devoured the human race, thinking themselves gods but actually becoming high-level meat pigs, and outside invaders who watch with satisfaction as their pigs grow up.

According to the original plan, Mo would slowly absorb and digest the life information of the humans in this world. At the same time, after a period of infighting, the pigs he raised would open human ranches to continuously provide Mo with life information, helping him grow to a higher level.

At the same time, silence will continuously erode the planet's vitality, until it is completely drained of its life force.

According to the original history, at this time, the planet would be consumed by rage. This fierce natural will would directly detonate the entire small world, destroying it along with the invading alien. The world fragments would then drift in the void, captured by the various creations of the gods, and placed into various facilities to help the survivors gain experience.

But now, plans can't keep up with changes, and Mo knows he must now give up the future in exchange for immediate combat power.

Damn it, if we keep developing, all the world fragments will be gone, and we'll all be finished!

In the fragmented world, across thousands of cities, the remaining zombies collapsed one by one as if their power had been cut off, the last traces of zombie virus in their bodies being completely drained.

Meanwhile, those original humans who were either laughing wildly as they experienced their power or pondering their next move began to tremble.

Screams erupted from their mouths as they watched their bodies turn to ashes and fly into the white mist in the sky, their eyes bloodshot with rage.

They were even worse than zombies, because at least zombies retained their bodies, while their entire bodies, except for their brains, had been replaced by the GX virus. When the virus's owner recalled his power, their bodies betrayed them, turning into the virus and merging into the white mist.

In the vast, boundless sky, countless wisps of white mist, as if drawn by some mysterious force, slowly swirl, forming a gigantic eye of a hurricane. This mist stretches for thousands of kilometers, seemingly covering the entire horizon, yet at its center it coalesces into an invisible vortex. At the center of the vortex, the eye of the storm is deep and tranquil, as if time and space have stood still.

As the white mist continued to gather, a blurry outline gradually appeared in the center of the eye of the storm. The outline was initially like a phantom, but as the mist condensed, it gradually became clearer—it was a human.