Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 114 - Embarking on the Dream of Creation
The meeting is over.

An invisible undercurrent was gathering within the crowd.

Those who can join the Celestial Team are all captains, either exceptionally talented or possessing unique fortune. And precisely because of this, everyone knows how much of that conjecture might actually become the truth.

Some are eager to try, while others are worried.

However, regardless of their thoughts or intentions, everyone needs some time to allow for a buffer period after this wake-up call.

Not bad either.

Si Ming returned to his personal space.

He spent an extra twenty-seven minutes in the Source World, but in the Reincarnation Plaza, he generated an extra six or seven hours of time flow. From this perspective, the Main God probably didn't gain much advantage in his communication with the initiator of the 'Conquest Request'.

He glanced at his wristwatch.

"Just consider it a part-time job...tsk, working two jobs, at least pay me some wages."

The complaints were deliberately made.

Unfortunately, neither the main god nor the one who initiated the conquest answered. When Siming returned to his lakeside cottage, Eve was still there, quietly waiting for him.

"You're back." The dishes she had prepared were as delicious as ever, and the warm wine smelled wonderful. She was unaware of everything that had happened outside, and simply waited quietly for him in the villa, just as Si Ming had instructed.

"How did things go?" Eve asked gently as she poured him a drink. "You seem to be in a good mood."

It's very good.

It's a pity that the wine, originally meant to bid farewell to the past, has lost that touch of parting.

"It went fairly smoothly," Si Ming replied, swallowing the liquor. A warm sensation appeared and disappeared quickly; after all, his body, with 2500 points in all attributes, was simply too powerful. Even a high-purity craft brew from a god-tier brand, a mere mortal product, couldn't shake his digestive system.

think.

Eve quietly served him food, then took care of some miscellaneous tasks during the meal. As a celebratory banquet after a victory, it wasn't actually that bad. After tasting the exquisite dishes, Siming casually shifted his gaze and asked...

“Eve, do you want to get out of here?” he said. “To see the outside world, to experience what the real world is like?”

He did indeed have this plan. From the moment the Celestials were formed until now, his comrades had no idea that he had a progenitor placed in this secret location. And now, perhaps letting Eve meet with her comrades was a good option.

but……

He saw the gentle woman and simply shook his head slightly.

“My duty is here, my mission is here.” Eve lifted Simin’s hand and gently placed it on her chest. Her heart beat rhythmically, unwavering and steadfast. “I look forward to the day I fulfill my mission. And you are too, aren’t you?”

Si Ming looked at her without answering. He had indeed made arrangements for Eve from the very beginning. And Eve's ultimate fate had always been part of his plan.

The closer one gets to death, the more the divine power surges. Undoubtedly, when he finally completely devours and assimilates that wisp of divinity, the final assimilation ritual will naturally be the death of the divine vessel—Eve's mission is to live for this, and ultimately to die for it. That's why Siming has always kept her in his personal space, never intending for anyone other than himself to know or come into contact with her.

but……

A dark, lifeless aura flowed deep within his body. The art capable of resurrecting the inanimate was now firmly in his grasp, offering Si Ming a new option. So…

He thought about it.

There should be one or two more chances, and the timeframe is relatively long. Perhaps in the future, things will still undergo some unexpected changes. But since that moment hasn't arrived yet, there's no need to worry or overthink it.

"I understand," he replied.

Then he got up, picked Eve up with a soft cry, and carried her into sleep.

This dream was deeper and longer than I had expected.

But deep within his dream, he saw a completely different plan for the future.

He saw his achievements in developing the Gate of Night applied to other areas. He saw that he had not only mastered the simulation of the universe's decay, but also explored the creative power within it. The evolution of the energy of life and death thus presented a unique and wondrous appearance, and his research into power was no longer limited to the application of power.

—I unlocked the potential of the summoning space…I modified it.

—I created a world that can be called the underworld, and in this world, I can freely arrange life and death.

Eve helped me a lot. She deserves to rest in that world as a reward. And that world itself can provide me with even greater power.

The details of the dream gradually became clearer. It was as if he had actually done it. A great deal of knowledge and inspiration arose spontaneously in his mind and then manifested. And finally, a sentence flashed through his mind for no apparent reason.

[To create and govern all power is the way of primordial transformation.]

………………………… ——“Certification reward has been issued.”

Si Ming blinked; he seemed to hear something. But no one nearby seemed to be speaking. The day's self-adjustment period was over. And now, the reincarnators of the Celestial Team had once again gathered around the circular table.

He looked around in all directions.

"Looks like everyone slept well last night." The opening line, as always, was rather uninformative.

His companions burst into laughter.

"Captain." Luo Yinglong looked at him with a tense expression. "We are the Celestial Team, with an average enhancement level of at least B and a lock-picking level of at least 2. Even if we don't sleep all night, our appearance and complexion can't possibly change."

"So you didn't sleep last night?" Si Ming glanced back at him.

The energetic young man immediately straightened up.

"I slept soundly, not at all!" Luo Yinglong shouted. "In the end, all this talk about 'another main god space' and 'apostles' is still just a pipe dream. It's not like we've only just had this idea and we'll encounter it in the next battle. Putting aside whether this conjecture is right or wrong, even if it were, it shouldn't happen so quickly or so coincidentally!"

"What if it's really that fast, that coincidental?" Song Tian asked abruptly from beside him.

Luo Yinglong was initially cautious, but he immediately straightened up when he saw that the spokesperson was Song Tianhou.

"If that's true, I'll eat this table in one bite!"

The words fell.

The shadow stretched out and swallowed the stone circular table that Si Ming had recently destroyed and repurchased. Luo Yinglong turned his head in disbelief and saw Yu Zhiwei looking at him innocently.

"I'll keep it for now." Yu Zhiwei blinked. "Don't try to get away with using the chocolate table."

Luo Yinglong's neck cracked as he slowly turned it.

"Song Tian! You tricked me!"

He lunged forward, baring his teeth and claws.

He was sent flying by the snow drink with a 'pia', falling towards the horizon like a golf ball.

Si Ming shook his head, too lazy to bother with him. He looked up and connected with the main god. The third new ring table city... without a city, was successfully distributed under the main god's radiance.

Things look good.

The sudden news did not frighten the reincarnators of the Celestial Team.

Si Ming nodded, outlining the details of the meeting. Although information about the next world hadn't been released yet, the direction of his companions' enhancements would likely remain largely unchanged. But before that—

"Liesel." He looked at the psychic girl sitting relatively close to him, who was trying hard to adapt to the atmosphere of the Celestial Team but couldn't quite get a word in edgewise. He nodded and smiled at her.

"Although you have already introduced yourself, let me still briefly explain the general direction of your enhancement and the effects of your abilities. After all, mental users are the core of most tactics, and it's always good to be clear about many things."

His guidance was effective; the psychic girl's eyes lit up immediately—she stood up abruptly, her long, soft, milky-white hair sliding down her thin shoulders. Meanwhile, Luo Yinglong, who had just been knocked away, unknowingly returned to his original position, thus ensuring the entire Celestial Team was in place.

“Yes!” Liesel said loudly. “My core enhancement is Stand user, currently at BB level, which allows me to unleash ripple power similar to a solar storm. I also train in B-rank Ripple Kung Fu. In addition to common Ripple skills, I have created the ability ‘Mercury Ripple Dash,’ which allows me to use the power of my Stand in both mental and physical combat.”

"In addition, I have enhanced my C-level mental scanning, B-level mental link, B-level mental storm, and CC-level mental control—the current rough scanning range is 930 kilometers. The precise scanning range, including the shielded zone, is 9,300 meters. I can control up to three hostile targets who have unlocked their first-tier gene lock at the same time. If it is an ordinary person whose gene lock is not unlocked, I can control up to about ninety at a time. I also have a crystal headband that can enhance mental power, but I am not wearing it at the moment."

"And my six-dimensional attributes, which are..."

She spoke very quickly.

She spilled all her information, down to the smallest detail, as if pouring beans from a bamboo tube. Her candor left everyone else speechless. Valentina, in particular, stared at Liesel with a growing sense of kinship.

She might pounce on him right now.

But this simpleton was ultimately a person who valued manners, so he maintained his composure and elegance.

On the other side, Yu Zhiwei, resting her chin on her hand, sighed silently. She murmured to herself—

"I don't really like cats..."

She glanced at Liesel in the filter; although she wasn't furry, her figure was still petite and elegant. After all, Valentina would see her as one of her own kind, so the difference wouldn't be too great.

"But fantasy or something... that's fine too."

(End of this chapter)