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Xue Dinglu began to inherit the legacy of the Seventh Apostle and considered how to make use of the strange things He had created.

Whether it's to use it as a tool for generating electricity, or to set up these independent areas that come into contact with the consciousness space, preparing these places to become spaces for students to experiment in the future, and to make use of the few remaining values, Xue's Law is making arrangements for everything.

Even those death cruise ships and terror buses were originally created by the Seventh Apostle to receive humans extradited from the real universe.

However, due to financial constraints and the increasing need for more humans to exploit fear in order to satisfy His power to suppress fear, these original means of transportation all became places where He settled those reincarnated beings.

It can only be said that if it weren't for this impoverished mode of transportation, Xue's Law and the Mimic King wouldn't have been able to so easily find a handle against this apostle.

As the original means of transporting these reincarnators, these vehicles themselves are also considered "strange," and even of a higher level, because they all have a unified function: to travel back and forth between the real universe and the subspace.

This is an ability that would leave the Mimic King speechless and Xue's Law in tears. It seems to be a special technique and authority that can bring people from the real universe into the subspace created by the Seventh Apostle.

Xue's Law absolutely loves this thing, so the last piece of the puzzle for the academy has been completed: the school bus.

Now, Xue Lude's magic academy truly possesses the ability to cross dimensions and bring people into the school. Congratulations! Finally, Xue Lude no longer needs to worry about how to send students to his school.

Furthermore, Xue's Law can even establish a fixed path from Earth to one's own consciousness space, as well as from the masquerade ball to one's own consciousness space.

It would also allow those suffering from nihilism to see the academy they will build together, giving them a basic sense of participation.

Imagine these trains, buses, cruise ships, and the like appearing in deep forests or unnoticed seas. Students waiting in these places will witness ships flying in the sky, or buses that travel through space will take them back to a magical high school that is both fantastical and fairytale-like.

This is magic!

Thinking about this, Xue Dinglu suddenly felt incredibly excited, and even wanted to stab his temples hard.

This was also the most comfortable meal Xue Dinglu had ever had, because many of these things completely filled in the missing parts of his consciousness space, making his consciousness space more and more like a real world.

Even Xue's Law only requires a sphere of holy light that moves like a sine wave with a 24-hour cycle, hanging in the sky, to become the light source in this area, rising and falling once every 24 hours.

This follows the convention of Xue's Law, since Earth's day is 24 hours long, and in all the worlds Xue's Law has experienced, the fastest day is about 12 hours long, and the slowest world has about 42 hours long.

Perhaps the habitable zone of a star, where life can arise, has a limited range of rotation speeds.

At the same time, Xue's law also needs to drastically renovate the college's infrastructure, adding transformers, wiring, and other functions.

Xue Dinglu suddenly became a very busy person.

Even the good-for-nothing Su Su was forcibly dragged by Xue Dinglu to learn electrical engineering so that the school could be electrified sooner.

The sentence, "Susu, if you don't want your phone to run out of battery while you're playing with it, then you've finally managed to get this reluctant little witch to start reading electrical engineering books."

"Left neutral, right live, the phase angle of three-phase four-wire is fixed at 120 degrees... the frequency of alternating current... the calculation process of voltage and current... the impact of higher harmonics on the power system..." The sound of reciting echoed in her dormitory.

"How did you end up memorizing such advanced content? Don't mess around. I'll be grateful if you can just learn how to wire; I don't expect you to become a proper electrician."

"Once you've learned enough, try connecting the power cord to your dorm room," Xue Dinglu quipped.

After a few minutes……

"bump!"

A violent explosion came from Su Su's direction. Xue Luding rushed over to check and found that Su Su's hand and half of her face were charred black, and the air switches in the entire dormitory were blackened by the explosion.

"What the hell? How come you caused a phase-to-phase short circuit the moment I stopped looking at you! Oh no, my newly bought transformer!" Xue Dinglu immediately ran to check on the transformer he had just bought from the power grid. This thing was ridiculously expensive, mainly because it had a lot of rectifier compensation devices added.

If Su Su really messes things up, then Xue Lude will definitely have to teach this troublesome little witch a lesson.

As a result, chaos erupted throughout the entire consciousness space.

The Mimic King silently observed all of this. In fact, when Xue Law came to Earth, the Mimic King had quietly invaded Earth's network and silently copied everything on Earth's network.

He has a thorough understanding of everything on Earth, from culture to technology, and has made a copy of it. There are many things that He finds interesting, such as how a world without any magic could give birth to such a brilliant civilization that is now centered on electricity.

In the future, they may even discover more efficient and usable energy sources, thus freeing themselves from electricity and moving towards a more distant future.

The Mimic King silently watched Xue Lude troubleshooting the power outage, while also observing the power lines that had been climbing up from afar. Xue Lude had installed some strange electrical systems in a residential area, allowing them to generate and store energy, then convert the stored energy into 10kV AC power and transmit it here, where it would then be converted back into AC power by a transformer...

This forms the basic path for the bizarre power generation. As for the excess electricity, it will not be wasted. Xue's Law has prepared a huge power storage device, which was purchased from a bankrupt tram manufacturer. At least for now, it is more than enough to supply the school.

These days, even his family members are very surprised by Xue Dinglu's whereabouts.

He moved all sorts of electrical equipment into his house day by day, but soon all that electrical equipment would disappear.

Even bundles of cables, wires, and all sorts of parts were moved into the yard and quickly disappeared. After that, even Fafnir realized that Xue's Law might be doing something they didn't know about.

However, Xue Dinglu only brushed these things off. Recently, he spent some time at home with his daughter and Fafnir, and at the same time, he secretly obtained some medicinal materials from other civilizations in the universe through the situation of the Mimic King, and made a medicinal soup for his aunt to drink.

After a while, my aunt's complexion improved a lot, at least she was no longer in a state where she could die at any time.

Life went on like this, with the construction of the magic high school's power grid system underway while also enjoying the peaceful daily life with family. ...

Meanwhile, the real King of Mimicry frowned after absorbing the Seventh Apostle.

The Seventh Apostle is exactly the same as the Evil Eye, or even another Evil Eye. As part of the King, it can be easily absorbed by the King and instantly become an external organ like the Evil Eye.

However, after absorbing the Seventh Apostle, the Mimic King discovered many secrets, including the location of the Mist Council.

The location of the Mist Council is of interest not only to the Starfleet and the Mimic King, but they have also tried to track it down without success.

Even the other apostles were curious about the location of the Council of the Mist and tried to find it.

Even Xue Lude, who has been an apostle for nearly half a year, only knows that the Mist Council is located deep in the subspace, or even near the King's subspace barrier.

Only here can they feel the distinct energy tides, which occur every seven days when the true King is reinforcing the subspace barrier, and also when the energy tides leak at the edge of the subspace.

This energy tide is a force that even the apostles cannot ignore. Thus, they developed the habit of coming here every God Sunday to immerse themselves in this energy tide from the Venerable King. Over time, this has evolved into the council that is held every seven days.

The main activity is being immersed in the energy tides; the meeting is merely incidental.

This is roughly all that Xue's Law knows about the Mist Council. Where exactly is the council located? Where at the edge of the subspace? Why didn't the Venerable King destroy these things while repairing the subspace barrier? Xue's Law has no idea.

However, the Mimic King who devoured the Seventh Apostle was as if he had discovered a new continent.

The Seventh Apostle, being an apostle who basically only stayed in the warp, was naturally very interested in the location of the Mist Council. The Seventh Apostle even tried to move his own warp to the same location as the Mist Council, preparing to let the energy tide directly fill his warp.

However, he gradually gave up on it, but the information he left behind may reveal the true location of the Mist Council.

“Perhaps I can go and take a look at these places, with Hassan along… It’ll be safer for us to look after each other, Hassan…” The Mimic King suddenly paused for a moment, and then realized that Hassan was already dead.

Before Him, he could no longer control the erosion of nothingness within his body, transforming into a monster of nothingness and merging with the nothingness itself at the edge of the warp.

Thus, the idea that had just arisen was extinguished in an instant. In fact, He was an absolutely rational being. Relying on computing power and understanding of the essence of the universe, He should be the most rational being in the entire universe.

But now, for no apparent reason, He sighed once again, "It's just me left..."

"Now I'm all alone..."

He had no intention of summoning Xue Lude, after all, even Xue Lude in his final beast form was still too weak for Him, even though he was also an "Apostle" and even controlled more than one authority.

But this was still too dangerous. The Mimic King instinctively didn't want his old friend's chosen successor to take the risk with him.

As for the rest of the Starfleet, they might have a chance against a single Apostle, but when facing the entire Mist Council, the Mimic King would not allow these talents he had painstakingly cultivated to die like nameless trash in the Naya Space.

"When did I become so indecisive and hesitant?" The Mimic King suddenly found his own thoughts amusing.

He is the strongest being in the entire universe. He now believes that he has at least 70% of the strength of the King in his previous life. He is not afraid of even the evil gods at the end of the subspace, let alone the real universe.

Those apostles who could only use a portion of their authority were simply outmatched by Him, who was clearly a "6th-order" according to Xue's Law. Crushing over those apostles was as easy as crushing over a speed bump.

The power gap between the Mimic King and the other apostles may be much greater than the gap between the First Apostle and Xue's Law.

A being like Him, capable of distorting a galaxy at will and sealing a black hole with a single hand, would probably fill the apostles with despair, like seeing a ghost.

What's there to hesitate about?

If the Apostles want to fight him at the edge of the warp, then the Mimic King is even less of a threat, since there is a true god there, and the real King is still building walls there to block out the void and other evil gods.

If they really get there, the real King might not stand idly by, even though, in the eyes of the pseudo-King, his own father seems to have become a bizarre evil god composed of pure concepts and philosophy.

But it doesn't matter. Judging from how He protects Himself, even if His own father has turned into this horrible state, He still recognizes Him.

Without hesitation, after splitting off another avatar specifically to maintain the interstellar column, the main body prepared to search for the Mist Council. This time, it was determined to wipe out the Mist Council as soon as possible and bring some peace to the universe for the time being.

The universe is in such a chaotic state that even if interstellar corps can protect some civilizations, it is only a drop in the ocean compared to the overall situation of the universe.

If the Mist Council were to be dismantled, perhaps the current disasters in the world could be temporarily averted.

At the very least, it won't get any worse than it is now.

The Mimic King naturally knew that even after the Mist Council disappeared, many people would still want to take the same path and use this shortcut to get closer to the King. There would definitely be no shortage of such dogs in the entire universe who wanted to gain without effort.

At the very least, these newly formed dog breeds will be suppressed by an entire interstellar column, unlike now, where, when facing the Apostles, these other Tier 5 interstellar columns, unable to control their authority under the demands of the Mimic King, are hardly able to intervene in the war between the Apostles.

Having the merit of eliminating the Fog Council, am I already doing a better job than my own father?

Soon, He ventured deep into the subspace and, following the location given by the Seventh Apostle, began a large-scale search in this area very close to the subspace barrier.

"You slipped up as expected, I found your location!" The Mimic King laughed. He had finally found it—the true location of the Mist Council! (End of Chapter)