Pirate Kingship

Matter and energy are conserved. The spiritual substances that were sealed in this world by the brain-eating demons are just inactive, not disappeared.

Where did they go? Obviously, they were deposited in the oil under the seabed!

Byron raised his hand and a drop of dark golden oil broke through the sediment layer and fell on his fingertips.

By the way, he borrowed Violet's [Equivalent Exchange, Origin Vortex] to accurately analyze its composition.

"A few months ago, when I saw the Star-Moon Empire take out the weapon "Water and Fire", I told Amita and others to gather people to dig underground on the west coast.

During this period, they have dug up many large oil fields with considerable reserves.

A group of whale oil mechanics sent over for field research also sent back test reports and dozens of research papers, proving the value of this substance."

The report said that when used as fuel, oil has a high energy density, which is not inferior to whale oil in the sea.

And after refined distillation or catalytic cracking, these two fuels can actually obtain a light blue high-energy liquid with exactly the same composition.

So the whale oil mechanics still call this purified substance: whale oil.

The previous whale oil power furnace does not need any modification at all, and can directly use this new fuel.

Anyway, the best thing about Standard Whale Oil Company is standardization. It is just a piece of cake to mix petroleum and whale oil into oil products with uniform grades.

As for why Byron is so concerned about oil when there is already May's Leviathan whale oil that can be continuously regenerated and is equivalent to unlimited energy?

That's because in his time, oil is not only an important power fuel, but also the basic raw material of modern chemical industry!

The value is far from being comparable to the guano stone on Nauru Island.

Hundreds of very useful chemical products can be refined from oil, such as plastics, synthetic fibers, synthetic rubber, detergents, dyes, medicines, pesticides, explosives and fertilizers, etc.

These products are widely used in daily life and industrial production, and oil has naturally become an important material for modern industry, agriculture and national defense, and is called: "the blood of industry"!

This is irreplaceable by whale oil.

Not only that, this kind of oil, which is decomposed by a large number of extraordinary creatures and contains strong spirituality, is different from ordinary oil.

The ingredients are more complex and more useful than those in the world without magic.

Since oil is transformed from the remains of ancient creatures, it contains a large amount of spiritual residues, hatred and resentment that are precipitated and compressed after the death of organisms. These things are widely used in mysticism.

It is especially loved by magic-based undead creatures such as liches like my cousin Edward.

It can serve as an excellent spellcasting material, and can also be used as the main material for strange weapons such as ghost cannons, soul explosion bombs, soul borers, etc., giving wings to the conquest war on the edge of the world.

If these residues are further refined, one of the ingredients called "life tar" can be used to industrially refine low-level red liquid and philosopher's stone.

If it is used to make medicine, no one dares to eat it, but if it is used to enlighten substances, it is undoubtedly a treasure.

So this is not only the chemical industry, but also the blood of the extraordinary industry!

Even if it is non-renewable, it doesn't matter. In the future, there will be plenty of worlds and extraordinary races that can use it as "human mines" for them.

Byron quickly read out the composition of the oil in this world, and his face was full of joy:

"The brain-eating demon reached the peak with a much stronger posture than us, and fell into the sea like a comet.

After closing the entire material world, except for the mythical submarine named [Nautilus] that may have been driven to my world by Kraken, all other essences are here.

The quality of oil is much better than that of the West Coast, so we don't have to worry about our world not being able to upgrade.

I have the ability to make the cake bigger and draw energy from the outside world to benefit the whole world.

And what can the world will, which was born because of the prosperity of mankind and has not made any contribution to the world, rely on to compete with me for dominance?

This trick is called equity dilution. I want to see if you will follow or not?"

Only developing resources within the world, no matter how much is developed, it is an internal energy and material cycle, and it is impossible to jump out of the control of the world will.

According to the law of inertia: "When the external force acting on an object is zero, inertia manifests itself as the object maintaining its state of motion unchanged, that is, remaining stationary or moving in a straight line at a uniform speed."

With the anchor of correct history from the outside world in Byron's body, plus the energy input outside the system, it is enough to turn the operating mode of the material world upside down.

Byron no longer hesitated, and immediately opened his kingdom of God, took out the materials and began to build a space beacon.

The improvement of civilization will attract the flood of destruction in advance.

The resources accumulated by an entire planet for countless years are definitely enough for the First Empire of the Sun Never Sets to take off its industry in a short period of time and beat the life and death line!

At this time, another Byron also successfully arrived at the first world downstream.

As the water of the Styx continued to flow downward, he did not encounter any undead in advance.

"Squeak"

"Ah——!"

Compared to the deadness of the upstream, this side is full of vitality, some of which are similar to the biological populations in their own world, and some are completely different.

When Byron passed through a world barrier that was not very strong, and then jumped over the edge of the world into the "sunny side", it was like he had rushed into an ancient era that was even more barbaric than the Paleozoic Era.

Falling lightly in the breeze onto a large bluestone in the middle of a clear stream.

Looking up at the yellow sun in the sky that was similar to his own world, it cast endless light and heat, and the air was full of restless vitality.

He knew that the Styx was the embodiment of death, and it would only connect to places where there were living things or where there were living things in the past, and would never lead to a desolate world without life.

This is the quality assurance of "Styx Selection".

Byron released [Divine Vision] again to read the information of this world, and soon came to the conclusion:

"The water level here is obviously much lower than that of my world. According to the records in the collective subconscious of mankind, it is roughly equivalent to the level of the early Paleozoic era.

That is, the period when the Mother of Monsters, the Mother of Creation, the God of Abundance and Nova became conscious.

With the emergence of intelligent creatures, primitive civilizations began to be established, and the source tide gradually approached here. The upper limit should allow a very small number of elites to grow to the level of low sequence equivalent to the second-level professional level.

I came here in a similar way. Except for the power of the flesh itself and the unity of all things, other powers have been weakened to the low sequence.

There is also a benefit, that is, the source of the mysticism of these worlds is the sea of ​​source. As long as they are within the radiation range of this spiritual sea, all systems can be compatible with each other."

As soon as Byron finished speaking, blood flashed in his palm, turning into a scarlet rapier, and swung it in the air to cut a mosquito-like creature with a sharp mouthparts and larger than a human in half.

At the moment when the bloody smell spread from the giant mosquito's body.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Leeches bigger than pythons in the grass by the river were shooting like crossbows, and countless white lines were flying in the water. They were a large group of piranhas with red bellies.

Byron was not surprised, and did not even blink.

The overall environment of this world is equivalent to a tropical rainforest. The restless vitality will swallow all nutrients into its stomach at lightning speed.

This ecosystem looks prosperous on the surface, but it is actually a green desert. Except for the bodies of various creatures, no nutrients will be left outside.

Byron raised his hand and twisted it towards a yellow sun in the sky that was bigger than his own world. He twisted billions of rays of sunlight between his fingers, and then flicked his fingers towards the attacking leeches and piranhas.

Buzz——!

The buzzing sound piercing the air became one, and each target was accurately pierced through the body by the golden silk thread transformed by light energy. Before the blood flowed out, even the whole body was burned to ashes, without causing more violent riots.

The foundation of Byron's authority [One is all, all is one] is "all things return to one", and it is not affected by the lower demons in this world who are lower than the lower demons.

When imitating the sky, imitating the earth, and being on an equal footing with the will of the world, it is nothing more than a question of the upper limit of power.

Anyway, no matter whether the upper limit of the world is high or low, the opponent will not be higher than Byron.

He now has the qualifications to speak arrogantly:

"In this world, all individuals are suppressed, and even the true gods can only exert insignificant power.

So here, I am invincible below the true gods, and I will exchange one for one above the true gods!"

As the ashes drifted away, the hissing of snakes in the forest beside the stream gradually subsided.

Byron could clearly see through [God's Vision] that in the tall forest that covered the sky, there was about one poisonous snake for every five square meters, some in the canopy layer hundreds of meters high, and some hiding in the grass on the ground.

It is said to be poisonous snakes, and many individuals are more than 10 to 20 meters in size, and it is easy to swallow a person in one bite.

Walking in this kind of forest will definitely bring you surprises every moment.

"The oxygen content is high, the climate is generally warm, and the land here is probably still dominated by various insects and reptiles.

Intelligent creatures should also appear among these two."

Byron was about to find the intelligent creatures in this world that caused the sea of ​​​​source to descend, and examine whether the other party is worth saving.

Suddenly, his steps stopped and he laughed dumbly:

"I seem to have become the 'creator' in mythology, and by examining the character of humans on earth, I decide whether they will live or die in the world-destroying flood.

This damn sense of fate."

At this time, Byron noticed a sneaky figure in the forest next to him, which suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was like an invisible electric current interacting, stimulating the body to respond to stress, causing the skin pores to bulge slightly, forming goose bumps.

The next moment, a figure that almost perfectly integrated with the forest suddenly pounced in front of him, and the insect-like mouthparts bit towards his throat.

While attacking the enemy, a long tail behind him arrived first, and the awl-like tip pierced his chest.

Byron frowned and shouted:

"Fix!"

The attacker was only equivalent to a second-level professional superhuman. He had no power to resist him and was immediately fixed in mid-air.

A correct version was found in the 16-9 book forum!

Then the light and shadow on the attacker flickered, and some superhuman ability used for camouflage collapsed, finally allowing Byron to see the true appearance of this "jungle killer" with his naked eyes.

"Is this the intelligent creature in this world? I was just about to go find you, but you took the initiative to come to me.

But looking at the appearance, is it a snake man? Lizard man? Or some kind of insect? It's too abstract."

The intruder was at least two meters tall, and the main body looked like a green reptile with long limbs, covered with patchy scales, and a long tail trailing behind its hips.

It only has the characteristics of insects on the basis of reptiles. The mouth is completely like the ferocious mouthparts of an insect, and there are also chitinous round carapaces growing on the head and shoulders.

There are hundreds of small braids hanging on the back of his head. I don't know whether they grew by themselves or were specially braided. They are not hairs, but look like nerve protrusions.

The most important thing is that the visitor is holding a short knife polished from stone, which truly proves his/her identity as an intelligent creature.

Byron was at a loss for words about the image of this intelligent group, but he did not make a hasty judgment. Instead, he used telepathic communication to ask this creature:

"Who are you? Why did you attack me?"

It is difficult to lie in spiritual conversations. The natives of this world probably have not developed similar psychic abilities. When the other party roared out a local language, Byron also learned the true thoughts in his heart:

"I am the insect warrior Bibabu.

Attacking you is for reproduction! You are my chosen mother.

The fact that you can easily kill those piranhas and leeches shows that you are powerful.

And if your head is so big, the child you give birth to will not only be powerful, but will also be smarter. This is the experience left by our ancestors in blood inheritance. "

"Mother? Me??!"

Now Byron finally understood why an extraordinary native who was obviously not too strong gave him goosebumps all over his body.

His eyes fell back on the insect-man's tail fixed in mid-air.

The sharp tip opens and closes like petals, revealing a translucent fleshy egg inside that is about to be emitted.

You can clearly see a small bug curled up inside the egg.

It has some resemblance to the bug part of this native, but not much of a reptilian look.

There is no doubt that this is an insect parasite.

Hermaphrodites, as long as there is one, can continue to reproduce until a large population is produced.

Their tail is both a weapon and a reproductive organ. As long as the tail burrows into the body of other creatures, it will leave its own eggs.

These eggs develop rapidly by absorbing the flesh, blood and genes of the host, and eventually break out of the body after they are fully developed, becoming a brand new individual that combines the genes of the insect and the host.

Having the advantages of both groups, they can also accumulate advantageous genes and pass them on from generation to generation, such as being smarter, stronger, faster, and more talented.

Just imagining the scene of himself being parasitized by the "mother body", Byron couldn't help but turn blue, and a thought echoed in his heart:

"You already have a way to die!"

After thinking for a while, he raised his hand and put it on the other person's head, using the individual in front of him as a medium to touch the collective subconscious of this group.

The most convenient way to understand the collective character of a group is to look at the collective consciousness.

The collective consciousness is equivalent to the "animal nature" of the individual, and it is clear at a glance what the nature is.

Just after the contact, Byron's expression suddenly changed.

Because the collective consciousness of this group is completely different from the collective consciousness of primates [Alaya].

When Byron accidentally came into contact with Alaya, he had no curiosity, intimacy, or hostility, the most basic emotions that all animals should have.

They don’t even have the wariness of strangers that all living beings should have to survive.

There is only one pure pan-consciousness.

The consciousness of this group is completely different.

Although it is thousands of times weaker than Alaya, and must have just been born, it is highly unified, and there is no sense of chaos in the minds of a motley crowd.

Although he is still sleeping and growing, he is gradually showing signs of self-awareness.

After realizing that the aura on Byron's body was inconsistent with his own, he immediately made a strong stress reaction and let out a piercing scream towards every individual at the end of the collective consciousness:

"Destroy the invaders! Destroy the invaders!"

It also provided the coordinates of the current individual, allowing all other nearby bugs to come over and hunt Byron.

Not only that, Byron also discovered that this parasite is not only parasitic on other species in the real world.

In the spiritual world, their collective consciousness is also parasitic on the collective subconscious of other ethnic groups, absorbing nutrients from the entire world's biosphere to support themselves.

If this continues, this world will not have its own world will at all, and the collective will of the insects will be the will of the world!

Or to put it another way - the hive mind.

It will naturally become the only god in this world, God above God!

“The most important thing is to see how it reacts.

The nature of this ethnic group is to fight, devour, and reproduce. They regard everything in the world as nourishment to strengthen themselves. In essence, they are a group of 'gene bandits'.

Relying on this ability, they were the first to evolve into intelligent creatures with brains in the primitive era equivalent to the Paleozoic Era.

Once they grow up and form a hive consciousness, they will definitely be the most terrifying killing machine and a military group with unparalleled organization.

As long as they reach other worlds, they will quickly plunder an entire world's biological resources.

And since their favorite recipe is ‘big-brained creatures’, they are destined to be the enemies of all intelligent creatures in the world. "

Byron's eyes flashed fiercely.

As a qualified [Human Emperor], the laws of the dark forest naturally appeared in his mind:

The universe is like a dark forest. Each civilization is like a hunter with a gun. In order to survive, they must hide themselves carefully. Once exposed, if they do not shoot first, they will be destroyed by other civilizations.

Does he dare to bet that the other party is a pacifist and will have good intentions towards humans?

He dare not!

Risk is the product of the severity of the consequences and the probability of occurrence. The severity of this matter is infinite. Even if the probability of occurrence is only one in a billion, it is unbearable.

Byron looked at more insects jumping out of the nearby forest at a rapid speed, and coldly issued a doomsday judgment to this group:

"The world does not allow such a powerful existence. I am enough for the pirate nation.

We will not drink the world-destroying flood, and you will drink it all!"

Just like a naughty child preparing to pour boiling water into an ant nest, destroying you has nothing to do with you.