The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

With a heavy heart, Artie wanted to grab a pot sticker to eat, but found that there was nothing left in the five-meter-wide iron pot.

He pointed at the iron pot, dumbfounded.

"So much stuff, and you two ate it all?"

The bear-man held the last pot sticker and took a bite.

"Who told you to only ask questions and not think about eating? If you don't want to eat, then we won't be polite. The ingredients were great, and your cooking skills were also great."

Although Artie was preoccupied with the secrets the Storm Giant and the bear-man were deliberately revealing, and only ate a little, he quite liked the taste of the terror bird meat.

"This terror bird is so rare, and it was raised for so long, its meat is full of magic power. I actually missed out on it. I also raised a batch of magical colorful chickens."

The Storm Giant looked over curiously.

"Is the meat of your colorful chickens delicious?"

"The colorful chickens are much smaller than terror birds. A fully grown ordinary chicken is about the size of a terror bird's claw. As for the taste of the chicken meat, I can only say that the colorful chicken's feathers are indeed beautiful."

"Of course, colorful chicken eggs are also very good."

The Storm Giant understood what Artie meant.

"It's okay, it's not easy to cultivate a high-quality broiler. Terror birds are indeed delicious, but they reproduce few offspring at a time, and they grow very slowly."

"It takes at least five years for them to mature, but through my cultivation, the number of times terror birds lay eggs has changed from once a year to twice a year, from three to five eggs at a time to about ten at a time."

"The maturation time has also been shortened from the initial five years to two and a half years. This tenfold increase in growth rate took me nearly a hundred years. How long have you been cultivating colorful chickens?"

The cultivation time of colorful chickens is only three or four years. They were originally domesticated by Artie from a wild chicken with brightly colored feathers and weak magic power in the forest.

I believe many friends who have eaten wild chicken know that wild chicken meat is very tough and there is very little meat. It is impossible to chew and needs to be stewed for a long time before it can be eaten.

The colorful chickens have only been domesticated for such a short time. These excellent genes that help wild chickens run and fly quickly in the forest cannot be changed in four years.

Broilers do not need to fly, so they can grow more meat.

Wild chickens can't do that. Wild chickens that can't fly or fly fast would have been eaten by the excellent predators in the forest long ago. The wild chickens that have been screened out are all difficult to catch and don't have much meat.

"A hundred years! Wouldn't it take that long for my colorful chickens too?"

The Storm Giant shook his head.

"In these hundred years, I have spent half of the time building this cloud magic farm. To cultivate excellent magic ingredients, a magic-filled and stable environment is essential."

"The colorful chickens you cultivated were originally selected from the Druid Forest, which Gaia spent two hundred years building. After generations of screening, they already have certain characteristics of magical animals."

"Otherwise, before you can cultivate them, they would have been eaten by the jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards in the forest. To cultivate ingredients with the desired taste, you need to create a corresponding magic environment."

"Later, I will take you to visit the growth environment of various ingredients on the farm, especially the Scaled Feather Chicken. Although they are not products of the same era, they are still somewhat related."

"You can refer to the habitat of the Scaled Feather Chicken, which should make your colorful chickens more delicious."

That seemed to make sense. Artie realized that he was only screening the magical parts from the wild chickens he caught to cultivate colorful chickens, but he did not improve the living environment of the colorful chickens.

"It seems that the reason why the cultivation progress of colorful chickens is so slow is all because of me. After I go back, I will increase my attention to colorful chickens and strive to cultivate excellent magic broilers as soon as possible."

The bear-man just said lightly:

"The arrangement in the forest cannot be changed at will. If you also want to build a similar magic farm, it must be placed in the wilderness you have opened up."

"Consider it an assessment. Before I leave, I want to see if your management of the natural energy veins can reach the level of a god. If you don't meet the requirements, I won't feel relieved to hand over the forest to you."

Artie knew this. The energy network of the forest is a channel built artificially, and things that are not naturally generated are prone to collapse over time.

Therefore, it needs to be repaired frequently.

Artie's eyes widened. He suddenly thought of a possibility: the reason why the grain production in the wasteland and wetlands has started to decline in the past two years may be because the energy veins he had arranged superficially a few years ago have collapsed.

He had been blindly busy these days, but he had not carefully inspected his territory, otherwise he would not have failed to discover this problem.

Judging from the appearance alone, the kingdom's land, which had become lush and green, was peaceful, but the internal energy veins might have gone astray.

"Do you understand?"

The bear-man asked lightly, but Artie lowered his head in shame.

"Disciple, I have indeed encountered many problems these days, to the extent that I did not grasp the root of the matter. The result of acting in haste is that I took the wrong solution."

"Now that you understand, after you go back, sort out the land you have opened up. Turn those places suitable for living creatures into farmland and cities."

"Turn those places that are not suitable for human habitation into forests. Similarly, your magic farm can also be built in such harsh and energy-deficient environments."

"Ah?"

Artie was dumbfounded.

"If it were a natural treasure land, do you think it would still be waiting for you to occupy it? Would staying in such a place help the Druid's cultivation?"

"When I chose the yellow sand land of the Bearman Forest, was it because I couldn't find other more suitable places?"

"Cultivators must learn to challenge difficulties. Only by overcoming difficulties can they be sure of progress. This is also why I went to the Moonlit Forest to find natural relics."

"He hoped to obtain a method of immortality that did not rely on the mountains, but the Heavenly Palace established by the gods in his world had strict rules and did not allow the emergence of such desolate god figures."

"Even the monks who mastered the immortality of the mountains were not restricted in number. Powerful cultivators must serve the Heavenly Palace, otherwise the only end is death."

"Chen's world calls the desolate gods who are cultivated the day after tomorrow Immortals, which are actually freely moving Immortals of the Mountains. It is said that it all started with a monk who mastered the Immortality of the Mountains, who absorbed all the power of that mountain into his body, thereby transforming into an Immortal."

"Then, this immortal was killed by the God-King because of the Collapsing Mountains. What do you understand?"

Atilan looked at the bear-man in confusion.

"Huh? What should I understand?"

The bear-man angrily grabbed a chicken leg and threw it at Atilan.

"No matter where you are, mastering the quasi-god's immortality requires absorbing vast amounts of energy to sublimate the body and soul. And the Moonlight Glade just happens to have the energy we need."

"You can't mess with the external energy. Once you break the balance of the world, all the resentment from the creatures who die because of it will concentrate on you."

"The reason the Council of Death is like rats in the sewers, unable to see the light, is because killing them brings benefits. Righteous acts win the favor of the world."

"Conversely, it will also lead to the world's disgust. This will be reflected in an individual's fate. The reason Deathclaw was beaten so badly by us is because he slaughtered mortals and devoured souls."

Atilan widened his eyes and asked:

"Master, does the world also have its own will?"

The bear-man nodded and said:

"It's not just the world, the entire universe also has a set of wills. Have you ever thought that since the faith of mortals can create gods, is it possible that the faith of mortals can create beings even greater than gods?"

"When mortals encounter injustice, the last thought before they die when they are killed by unjust acts, what do you think it would be?"

"Hoping that the person who killed them will be punished?"

Atilan nodded knowingly.

Just like in his previous life, when those poor people without power encountered injustice, they would always say, 'May God open his eyes.'

The power of faith in his previous life would not produce any changes, but in this world where faith has power, these thoughts, when combined, can form a world will, or even a great universe will!

"These universe wills, do they operate according to the moral concepts of the general public?"

The bear-man nodded.

"In the beginning, it was indeed like this, but after a long time, the world will may become more intelligent and develop its own ideas. Of course, there hasn't been such an intelligent world will yet."

"But the emergence of the world will has still placed certain restrictions on the actions of the gods. Many gods who didn't care about mortals and slaughtered them randomly have fallen for various reasons."

Atilan asked curiously:

"Who created the world will? If no one specifically guides mortals to believe in the existence of the world will, wouldn't it only give birth to gods like the God of Justice or the God of Righteousness?"

"Compared to a God of Justice with its own thinking ability, wouldn't this kind of world will be more easily exploited by those with ulterior motives?"

The storm giant smiled and said:

"If you can control the consciousness of all the living beings in the world, it will indeed affect the world will's code of conduct. As for who created the world will, it was the Elemental Dragon God who created you elemental dragons!"

"He shouted the slogan of 'acting on behalf of heaven,' bringing the concept of 'heaven' into the sight of mortals. With the fall of the Elemental Dragon God, the world will gradually became uncontrollable."

"Once the world will generated by the planets and material world of this universe transforms into a god, the great universe will absorbing the power of these gods will probably become an omniscient and omnipotent God above Gods who rules the universe."

Atilan widened his eyes.

"Then wouldn't these worlds that have given birth to a world will be destroyed by the gods!"

The storm giant shook his head.

"Do you think the gods wouldn't understand things that I can understand? Once this kind of god who controls various rules is born, the gods will steal his power at the moment of his birth."

"In the end, they are all gods who control rules, but the rules that these gods who run the world control are even rarer and more comprehensive. Which god doesn't want to master stronger power."

"The gods are already plundering each other. They worked together to stop the Elemental Dragon God who was climbing to become the God above Gods, but that doesn't mean they don't want to become the God above Gods."

"Gods also have ambitions. It depends on who acts first. Acting first can lead to success first, but it can also become the prey of the gods who act later."

"The power that our universe carries is constantly growing, and it has initially possessed the possibility of giving birth to a God above Gods. A God above Gods is desireless and selfless, which can instead allow the entire universe to develop in a better direction."

"Once the gods start a war and interrupt the operation of the universe, perhaps our world will be destroyed along with it."

Atilan understood this. It was like the world before he transmigrated. The global grain production every year was enough for everyone to eat, but for various reasons, some people still starved to death.

The gods are like countries that eat more and take more. If they want to live a good life, they can only let some weak countries starve to death. Those countries that eat more and take more will start wars in order to become stronger.

A God above Gods is similar to the entire planet only having one country left.

Everything will naturally become harmonious and stable.

"Master, does the initial condition for the birth of a God above Gods mean that some gods have already started fighting?"

The storm giant shrugged and said:

"The Natural Council occupies some desolate worlds, so even if the Natural Council shouts arrogant slogans, not many gods come to punish them."

It's like a tribal chief in a remote mountain valley shouting that he wants to be the emperor. The real emperor wouldn't care.

"These worlds have too few living beings, and can at most support the existence of a demigod with weak divine power. For example, the number of humans in this world is several million."

"But because human faith is scattered, it has only given birth to some guardian spirits with power similar to legends. Unless the human countries are all unified, and the guardian spirits absorb the power of other guardian spirits, they may be able to transform into a demigod with weak divine power under the emperor's sacrifice."

Atilan asked curiously:

"Master, if I unify this world entirely under my rule, can I use the faith of my subjects to become a god?"

The storm giant looked at him playfully.

"Unless you can control the number of deaths to below 10%, but unfortunately, most forces in this world have supporters. The only way to subdue them is through killing."

"You must complete this plan before becoming a quasi-god. As long as the number of killings in wars between mortals is not too exaggerated, it will not arouse the world will's hatred."

"Of course, it's different if the survivors curse you to die. It will have a certain impact on your fate. Therefore, my suggestion is not to leave behind enemies who resent you."

"Once you reach the quasi-god stage, the quasi-god itself will arouse the world will's hostility. If you kill a lot again, and don't have the power as strong as a god to resist the backlash, who else but you will die?"

Are there so many tricks in this?

In just the time it took to eat a meal, Atilan felt that his horizons had been raised by 108,000 miles, like turning a somersault cloud.