Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 205 The Possibility of Transmigrating Through Multiple Worlds

"Why do you think I would understand this..." On one side of the bronze table, Russell from Love Apartment's lips twitched.

He is indeed on the comedic side, but it doesn't have to be this outrageous.

Rather than believing he can figure out these individual, unrecognizable characters strung together, it's better to wish the next Russell is a character like Grey Wolf or Bald Qiang.

“Let me do it.” At this critical moment, the disheartened general Russell stepped forward and volunteered, “When I get back, I’ll give this technology to the Academy of Sciences. Dr. Zhai should have a solution.”

Since the disheartened warrior Russell defeated the principal and the Book Sword Immortal, Star Planet has found it increasingly difficult to mount an effective resistance against the disheartened planet. It was recently annexed, and Dr. Zhai was recruited by Russell to become a nine-to-five worker. Well, his salary is from Peach Sister, whom Dr. Zhai has been longing for day and night.

These days, PhDs who stay at home are full of energy!
"If we can find outside help, then I can do it too." Russell from Love Apartment patted his chest and agreed.

He dared to say that because he had the confidence to do so.

Not to mention the all-powerful little black guy downstairs, the two alien henchmen recruited by the club at 2:30 in the morning were enough to solve the initial calculation problem.

“Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts. I suggest that each of us plant one, no, ten puppet talismans, to prevent them from harboring ulterior motives and plotting evil.” Black Myth Russell looked seriously at Love Apartment Russell.

"They're all friends, is it really necessary?" Russell from Love Apartment, who had never experienced the harsh realities of society, scratched his head. He felt guilty about harming his friends.

“It’s absolutely necessary.” Warm Snow Russell explained earnestly, “It’s hard for any civilization not to be tempted by this technology that can mass-produce low-end superhumans. And don’t forget that you have Skynet, the company that’s trying to exterminate humanity. You might as well guess whether the aliens have any contact with them.”

"I think so."

Russell from Calabash Brothers even shared his personal experience:
"I used to think that humans and demons could live in peace, until my fellow disciples were ambushed and seriously injured by demons because I held back for a moment. It turns out that demons are demons. The premise of peaceful coexistence is that you have to subdue them. You don't have to use them, but you must put down the restrictions. This is the most basic guarantee. Demons and aliens are essentially different races. For the benefit of their respective races, friendship and verbal promises are bullshit."

"I understand." Russell from Love Apartment nodded sheepishly; it seemed that was indeed the case.

"It seems that the God Realm has similar technology. Once I conquer the God Realm, I'll see if I can help you." Kuiba Russell continued. He had already formed an alliance with Manji and the Twelve Kuiba Demons, restarted the Lingshan Army, and was currently in a good position, controlling the actual territory including the Dragon Kingdom and the Tree Kingdom.

In the world of Kuiba, the technology of the divine realm and the earthly realm are completely different concepts.

The gods are already battling cosmic behemoths in space with their spaceships, while the mortal realm is still wielding spears and daggers.

It's only because there's an unreasonable guy like Russell that the chances of the Kuiba succeeding in their counterattack against the God Realm are almost nonexistent.

“Speaking of which, after a while, will we be able to visit each other’s worlds?” The sorcerer Russell stroked the patterns on the bronze tabletop. Since this space was upgraded, they have been able to share more and more abilities.

Take Russell the God of God as an example.

If it were back when even bloodlines couldn't be shared, do you think he could have pulled off these outrageous maneuvers in Super God Academy?

Even Erlang Shen, without super genes or a supercomputer, is limited by the rules of the universe and can at most be a crude martial artist who can't even open the dark dimension.

But now.

Not only does he cultivate immortality himself, but he also inflates his Xianxia (fantasy martial arts) index in the technological world.

Everything points to one thing.

This mysterious space is altering the fundamental rules of their respective universes. Although it hasn't elevated the level of their worlds, at least their abilities can be shared.

Someday in the future, after Russell enters a brand new world, they might actually be able to travel between different worlds, visit each other's worlds, and perform some kind of miracle in front of everyone.

"I'm really looking forward to it." Russell from Zhu Xian sighed softly. With the blessing of various Russells, he was already invincible in the world of Zhu Xian. Whenever he couldn't sleep at midnight, he would get up and say to the moon, "Life is truly as lonely as snow."

"How's it going on your end?" Da Feng Russell asked. His voyage was going smoothly. Along the way, he passed by Mermaid Island, saw the Feathered People of the Dome, and discussed the future of the Dragon Clan with the Dragon Lord, the leader of the Dragon Clan. He had a very enjoyable time.

"Having just arrived at Liubo Mountain, I hope those bald monks won't cause any trouble," replied Zhu Xian Russell.

If you look at Jade Dynasty from Zhang Xiaofan's perspective, you'll find that the righteous sects are full of grand theories, but none of them are human.

If you look at Zhu Xian from Dao Xuan Zhenren's perspective, you'll find that the sect's most prized disciple actually has unclear relationships with Buddhism and the demonic path, and the most trusted junior brother is actually a spy from the demonic sect. The mortal world is not worth living in.

It can be said that, from their own perspectives, neither Zhang Xiaofan nor Dao Xuan made any wrong choices.

Only Tianyin Temple is different; those bald monks can't be cleansed at all—they're pure bastards.

“The differences between worlds are like the differences between monks.” Warm Snow Russell shook his head.

The Divine Might and Wrathful Vajra lineage boasts high attack and defense, making it both resilient and capable of dealing damage. It also possesses area-of-effect (AOE) damage skills, making it a mainstay in the fight against evil gods.

"By the way, I might be absent from the next few gatherings," the enigmatic Russell said after the others had finished talking about their own affairs.

"Is the plot about to begin?" Blue Arc Universe Russell looked at the enigmatic Russell. This was the only possibility that could make them miss several gatherings in a row.

“I can feel something reviving,” the enigmatic Russell nodded.

Recently, he has been increasingly able to sense a colossal entity gathering beneath the Earth's core.

Fortunately, he is no longer the same person he used to be. As a flawless Sequence One, he now has a way to deal with the impending catastrophe without relying on any external objects.

During this period, he set up formations on Mount Tai, Mount Hua, Mount Song, Mount Heng, and Mount Hengshan, using the earth veins of the five sacred mountains as energy to protect the blessed land he had created at the junction of the earth veins.

He will slumber in the blessed land until the end of this era and the beginning of the next.

"May you have sweet dreams," Warm Snow Russell sincerely wished.

The two share roughly the same worldview, but what the enigmatic Russell is about to face is something the warm-hearted Russell has already experienced.

The only difference is that the enigmatic Russell is not as helpless or desperate as he was back then.

Warm Snow Russell did not feel psychologically unbalanced by this; on the contrary, he believed it should be so.

He has struggled through the sea of ​​suffering to this day, seeking clarity amidst chaos, and holding fast to himself amidst confusion, all so that those who come after him can walk a smoother path.

For the enigmatic Russell, becoming a player from a pawn was another way of realizing his ideals.

……

In the dark, cold, and distant depths of the universe, massive black iron ships, gleaming with a metallic sheen, slowly approach the Milky Way. Within them, a group of humanoid beings clad in blue mechs constantly moved among the ships' sophisticated instruments.

"My King, according to the known intelligence, there are at least three gods in a broad sense on Earth, and that team called the Super Soldier Corps also has the combat power to kill gods independently."

On the command ship, the Fang of the Styx, the commander of the Third Fleet of the Taotie Legion, Long Diao, was reporting relevant intelligence about Earth to the Taotie King, Shihao.

Judging from the combat strength ratio of the two sides, the gap between them is too large.

Even if all ten fleets of their Taotie civilization were to be deployed this time, it would be difficult to gain a sufficient advantage against the "gods".

"My god Karl has bestowed upon me unparalleled glory." Shihao stood up, his height exceeding four meters, and his blue and white mecha body gave the dragon mink an immense sense of oppression.

At the bottom of the spaceship, a purplish-black cocoon lay dormant in the cultivation chamber. Fine nerve veins rose from the surface of the cocoon, which slowly contracted like a living thing, and the outlines of the curled-up limbs inside were faintly visible.

……

After the angels left, the earth returned to calm.

Russell didn't care how the demons were causing trouble outside of China. Anyway, Russell had warned Morgana that no matter what she did outside, if her demons offended China, he would go over and rip her head off to use as a football.

As for China, he has no immediate plans to teach cultivation techniques. Instead, he will do his best to use Lena to mobilize the stellar energy of the Milky Way and even more distant galaxies, so that the knowledge from Lieyang and Deno can be materialized into weapons in the hands of the warriors.

While the simplified version of the black armor cannot significantly boost combat power like the original version worn by the Super Soldier Corps, it can still greatly reduce casualties when the army faces extraterrestrial civilization fleets.

As for why, one can only say that Russell observed that the magical power born in this world is extremely violent, and only a divine body can withstand the impact of magical power on the meridians.

As for other systems, it goes without saying that magic power is similar to mana power, internal strength and qi need time to be honed, pulse techniques are too directional, and different energies and innate qi have too high requirements for aptitude, none of which are suitable for large-scale popularization in a short period of time.

If he wants to establish his own school of thought, he should at least wait until after the war and when things have calmed down.

Aboard the Grand Canyon.

"How is it?" Russell asked, looking at Sun Wukong and Reina beside him.

Before them lay the fruits of his and Lena's tireless efforts over the past month.

On the deck, rows of well-organized, square-shaped secondary black-armored companies were training in an orderly manner.

"Well, it's alright." Lena put one hand on her hip. Although she had been forced to be a power bank for a while, she wasn't dissatisfied. After all, in terms of her status, she was now a prisoner.

Don't even mention using her as a power bank; even if you treat her like a sex slave, she wouldn't complain.

Losing a little energy is better than being stuffed with cream puffs.

So she was telling the truth. In her opinion, Earth's current military is just so-so. The eight legions of the Blazing Sun, oh no, now there are seven, any one of them could easily break through Earth's current military defenses.

"You can't say that. After all, it's just the beginning. What I, Old Sun, see is a scene of vibrant life and everything thriving."

Unlike Lena, Chinese civilization has grown up under the watchful eyes of the monkey, and the monkey is quite satisfied with the achievements China has made today.

“This level of armor will be available nationwide in three months at most.” Russell nodded in agreement.

The battlefield that the ten-man Super Soldier Company could cover was ultimately extremely limited. Most battlefields still needed to be protected by ordinary soldiers like them. Therefore, after the military obtained the data on the Lieyang basic equipment that Russell had given away at half price, they had been frantically increasing production capacity, wishing they could split every minute into eight pieces.

Then, the Deno survivors could no longer sit still.

They used to be arrogant because they possessed technology far superior to that of Earth. Earth's rapid development depended on Denor's funding, but things are different now.

To make his own god more comfortable on Earth, Lieyang went to great lengths, providing a lot of equipment data to reduce Earth's trial-and-error costs, and also transporting large quantities of rare minerals to Earth.

Suddenly, the Deno survivors realized that Earth no longer seemed to need them.

They began to proactively express goodwill to the top management of China through Ducati.

However, some things don't yield results just because you take the initiative.

What does it mean that yesterday you ignored me, but today you can't afford to associate with me?

They used to be quite annoyed by the attitude of these Deno descendants. No matter what the project was, a bunch of strange things would always happen when it got to the most crucial point.

Now that the roles of offense and defense have shifted, they are not going to let these guys off so easily.

The Chinese leadership began to manipulate the descendants of the Denu people, showing them what it meant to speak in official jargon and to put on airs, a tradition passed down from their ancestors.

"Russell, Monkey King, Sister Na! Something's happened!" Just then, Ge Xiaolun descended from the sky, landing in front of Russell and the other two, pointing to the sky and saying, "Taotie! Taotie is here, right in the sky, more than a dozen giant cross-shaped ships!"

"A dozen or so ships? Looks like the entire army has been mobilized." Lena's lips curled into a smile.

The Styx Galaxy is only so big. After so many years of fighting, they've exhausted all their resources to gather just a dozen or so Cross ships, and now they've brought them all to fight Earth.

Oh, it's worth mentioning that the story of Russell and the monkeys breaking through the blazing sun only circulated within a small circle. A spacefaring civilization like the Taotie had neither the right nor the means to know about it.

"What do we do now?" Zhao Xin asked.

"Inform General Du that the war is about to begin. Make preparations in advance," Russell said, looking up. His eyes reflected the entire Taotie fleet, which was about to approach Earth's orbit and would land on Earth in three days at most.

"Understood." Rose nodded and quickly disappeared.

"I wonder how many people will die this time," the monkey sighed softly.

“It’s also possible for no one to die,” Russell said, referring to their operation to intercept the Taotie Legion outside Earth’s orbit.

The monkey shook its head: "The rise of civilization requires war, and war inevitably involves bloodshed."

"Then let's prepare for a tough battle. Karl has prepared a big surprise for us."

"A surprise? Is it an illusion?" The monkey chuckled. "Then let's give it a try. My old Sun's golden cudgel has never been ineffective."

(End of this chapter)