Reality cosmos.

Endless seas of stars surround.

This is the true material aspect cosmos.

Only by ascending dimensions can the virtual information state universes 1 to 10 in the trial universe become real entities.

At this very moment.

On a planet of golden beaches and oceans.

Wah wah wah~~

A newborn child emerges into the world.

Several golden-armored lifeforms joyfully walk inside and outside the house.

“What should we do?”

“What should we do? The child is about to be born!”

“It’s over, our civilization has just researched how to break through to the Sixth Tier and give birth to a Sixth Tier infant… why has the world suddenly changed?”

Everyone present appeared extremely anxious.

The world has changed dramatically, the old and new are transitioning.

In this change of two orders, who knows what will happen to the first Sixth Tier child born of their civilization?

Previously, reaching the Sixth Tier was only possible through birth.

Now, it seems Sixth Tier cannot be born.

In the hybridization of these two systems, what will happen?

The infant opens its eyes, and a gleam suddenly appears, floating into the air out of thin air.

“It’s flying?”

“Born knowing how to fly?”

“This is terrifying, is this the might of a Sixth Tier existence? Clearly so small, yet without recognizing words, is born at the pinnacle we all dream of!”

Countless people gazed at the floating infant, full of emotion, yet unaware they were in danger.

Many civilizations just breaking through to the Sixth Tier, when the first Sixth Tier infant emerges, just one instinctual cry could kill all life on the planet’s surface.

Sixth Tier, an interstellar class life!

But they were completely unaware they were in danger, still surrounding and studying the infant.

“The Sixth Tier?”

Suddenly, the infant opened its eyes and mumbled to itself: “I, Siris, reborn, have returned to this Sixth Tier realm, but it’s alright.”

It turned its head, looking at the weak life of this civilization, suddenly realizing it hadn’t seen a Fifth Tier being for a very long time.

In their World of Gods, even a dog on the roadside was Sixth Tier.

Fifth Tier was only seen in low-level planetary civilizations not yet enlightened nor emerged from the starry skies.

“Fragile beings only living on the surface?”

“Below Fifth Tier, it’s been a long time.”

It thought.

At this moment, a few women couldn’t help but pinch its cheeks, “Why isn’t he crying? A newborn not crying doesn’t work, is he sick?”

Leaving Siris silently in place.

He dared not cry, nor even utter a sound.

Because they were too weak, and in his newly born state, unable to control his powers, he might inadvertently kill these ants with a single move.

After a full three minutes.

Siris finally adapted to the new cosmos’s environmental settings and his new body.

Then, he spent a second softly infiltrating the planet’s network with subtle mental waves, another three seconds learning all textual knowledge and history subjects.

Only then did he slowly open his eyes and speak to this planet’s civilization:

“Mortals, I am a Divine Envoy descended from the heavens.”

As soon as he spoke, the surrounding powerful figures were shocked.

The infant spoke.

A reincarnation of some entity?

In this world, are there truly gods?

Before this, they had sensed the world suddenly tremble violently, some unprecedented force pouring out, spreading throughout the cosmos.

And they had seen faintly two gods…

Shang

Ma

These are their names, who worked together to perfect the new realm of the cosmos, imprinting their exclusive Divine Power into it.

Creating a unique system infused with their Divine Power.

“Gods truly exist.”

Siris floated slowly in midair, his voice as cold as ice, overlooking the living beings:

“I have descended here, bearing the mission of the gods, entering this transformed reality cosmos.”

A dark yellow gold-armored elder hurriedly stepped forward, “I wonder, what is the god’s mission?”

Siris didn’t conceal either,

“This cosmos is perfecting, gradually gaining a sky.”

“I am reborn here to become the new sky in this Zeroth starting reality cosmos at the proper time.”

He was originally the most outstanding, powerful member of the Celestial Will Race in the World of Gods.

Thus, God appointed him here to take charge, becoming the cosmic sky boss.

After all, if he didn’t assume the role,

This reality cosmos would also produce a new Celestial Will Race, but unpredictability would also arise from it.

No one knew the nature of the new celestial power, whether friend or foe.

So, he came, to occupy this cosmos’s position first.

However, how to deceive this cosmos’s rules and order, and let the power of the sky manifest upon him was another vast knowledge.

Therefore, he chose reincarnation, further assisting with other means.

“You, are the sky of this cosmos…” the people were somewhat puzzled.

“You can think of it as the king of this territory.” Siris had quite a favorable impression of the homeland nurturing his current life.

“Next, my mission is, Rolling Stone.”

“Pushing a massive stone up a mountain summit, with the stone rolling down time after time.”

The scholars were somewhat puzzled.

What kind of mission is this?

Pushing a big stone? Push it up the mountain, then it rolls back down?

Isn’t this torture?

“Of course it’s not torture.”

Siris, this ruthless member of the Celestial Will Race who pushed through various Divine Eras, now shows remarkable kindness to his future subjects,

“I once charged through parallel Divine Era worlds, slaughtering toward the front… The gods were impressed by my deeds, thus they assigned me this task.”

“And the stone I have to roll is certainly not a mere pebble from the Human World.”

His gaze turned to the sky, suddenly pointing upward with his hand, “But this cosmic stone.”

Cosmos, stone?

None present were foolish. In an instant, a terrifying image flashed through their minds.

Pushing this cosmic stone again and again towards the mountain peak, only for the cosmic stone to fall back down?

“If the stone is the cosmos, then what kind of mountain is this?” a young child suddenly shouted.

The parents nearby hurriedly pulled him back.

Siris didn’t mind, answering:

“The mountain doesn’t exist in reality, but in concept and in void. If I were to make a comparison, then the mountain would be the Mountain of Gods.”

“My mission upon arriving in this world is to push our cosmos beneath our feet up to the Mountain of Gods time and again.”

An uproar arose at the scene!

This myth is more preposterous than their civilization’s Mythical Story.

“Then what is the path of pushing the giant stone up the mountain?” the child shouted.

“The path has twelve tiers, each with different cosmic landscapes: desert, ocean, verdant forest, raging wind…”

“But those are merely sights along the way; our cosmos will not stop.”

“Though on the path, each tier harbors entities akin to inner demons who, using various ways such as seduction, pleading, crying, or combat, try to make us stay in their cosmic landscape, to halt us.”

“But we must continue upwards without abandoning halfway.”

Siris’s words became more mystical.

At the very least, for this Fifth Tier lower civilization, it was incomprehensible.

Even the present cosmic reality could not clear up what exactly a god was.

That child, free of an adult’s concerns, saw it merely as a game of pushing stones:

“Siris, you keep pushing the stone upward and it keeps falling down. When will it end? When will you push the stone thoroughly to the mountain peak?”

“I’m not sure, perhaps there’s no end.”

Siris sighed softly.

The cosmic twelve trials, time and again Seventh Tier civilization trains rush upward, then fall back down. How many times has it been?

Many, countless!

Anyway, after numerous fallbacks and returns, the cosmos has undergone various versions of modifications.

But Siris believes, with each time the stone falls, it becomes more unique, increasing the chances for the next push.

“Opportunities are accumulated through repeated failures.”

Siris smiled, feeling a large amount of celestial will traits pouring into his body.

Mingtushan is the boss of the Tenth Universe, while he is now the boss of the Zeroth Universe, standing at the start and forefront of the thoughts.

“Hmph, Magaras?”

“Previously ambushed me, stole the gods’ possessions, then went to the front lines?”

“I will develop well here and see what my fellow of the 165th Divine Era is capable of!”

…

On the other side.

God received news of Siris becoming the celestial will of the real cosmos, showing a gratified smile: “Not bad!”

Fortuna scratched her head,

“Next, the God of Merchants and Ma joined forces at the front lines to modify the cosmos repeatedly, I fear Siris will have to push the stone from the base many times.”

Indeed.

The version needs constant updating.

The Sixth Tier [Divine Format realm] newly opened currently is merely a prototype they initially created.

An embryonic form!

A demo of a roguelike cosmic universe game trial version!

Requires many people to help refine through trial and error.

Different races from various universes are like different computer systems…

Possibly, due to race differences, various BUGs emerge when cultivating this realm.

Fortuna couldn’t help but ask: “They’re continuously expanding their power, should we not stop them?”

“How to stop?” God retorted, “The torrent of the era is vast and sweeping, stopping this like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.”

“As one among gods, we should be propelling this wave, leading the cosmic update.”

“The cosmic worldview is too dark, too pitiful.”

“We should do something for them.”

Fortuna paused and asked, “Then if they turn the cosmos into a merchant-style cultivation system, how will they deal with us then?”

“It’s meaningless.”

God chuckled, “Don’t be so narrow-sighted, can I not use the system they devised?”

“I am an omniscient God.”

Fortuna suddenly realized.

That Magaras probably already anticipated God’s pride wouldn’t deter them from cosmic dimensional promotion.

God disdains such despicable acts of monopolization.

God’s first reaction is:

Since you’re going to perfect the cosmic structure, go ahead and do it, I want to see to what extent you can achieve!

Fortuna was taken aback:

No good!

It seems Magaras already guessed this point; he understands God better than I do.

“It’s over, it’s over.” Fortuna covered her face,

“When they come attacking, I wonder how you’ll deal with it then!”

“Last time Magaras suffered a loss, this time he directly makes such a big deal at the front lines!”

“If it truly succeeds, bringing the strongest from the entire Tenth Universe front lines through the parallel gate to besiege you in the first trial, that would truly be terrifying just to think about.”

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