: A New Era

Qiao Yuan continued to wander around and soon made a new discovery: he saw tiny emerald green specks on the whiskers of the other people around him, mostly showing only one or two specks.

At first, he thought they were just patterns on the whiskers, but he gradually discovered that these spots could change.

Because he had just seen a man in black robes disappear the moment he chose to remove his mask, and the only star on the beard behind him went out.

"Do the star marks represent the number of times? The number of times you traded with the tentacles, or something else?"

"No, if it were the number of transactions, it should have changed immediately after he completed the transaction. But in reality, it only happened when he left this realm. In other words, these star points actually represent... the number of times he entered this place, that's right!"

After some thought, Qiao Yuan suddenly understood.

He had just been wondering why Caesar hadn't carried this place with him, but instead left it in the freight station, if there was no limit to how much he could come and go.

There are indeed limitations.

Moreover, these opportunities seem quite precious, as these people all came in carrying something, and even those who didn't were whispering something to the tentacles.

He examined the black fragments he had obtained from the tentacles more closely this time; they were all rhomboid, jet-black stones, exuding a strong aura of darkness, as if they could devour the light around them.

"Interesting," Qiao Yuan murmured, gazing once more at the extremely distant black hole.

It looks very similar to a black hole.

He also made a discovery, which should be the only gain in this place, because no matter what these black-robed men gave, they ultimately received only these stones.

They all treasured it as if it were a precious gem, and it must have been extremely valuable.

at the same time.

Qiao Yuan turned his head and saw his future self. He gradually came to a tentacle. It was not a random tentacle, but a tentacle that resonated with his future self.

On his whiskers, four diamond-shaped emerald green stars are displayed.

"So I did it four times..."

Qiao Yuan murmured to himself as he continued to look, and discovered that the tentacle was quickly drawn to the demon ring on his future self's hand, but his future self refused it.

Seeing that it could not devour anything, the tentacles naturally gave nothing more and gradually fell silent.

"These tentacles do indeed like relics, but it seems they're not just interested in relics," he flew around to look at other people's belongings, and gradually realized, "Anything with a spiritual quality will be devoured."

There are many substances that possess spirituality. Besides relics, spiritual helium-6, the essence of monsters, physique potions, enhancement fluids, etc., all possess a certain degree of spirituality, just to varying degrees.

It is certain that relics and spiritual helium-6 energy are the best, followed by monster essence, and medicines are the worst, as they don't bring many people.

The few available were all high-end, special medicines, which must have been very expensive.

He only knew of one top-tier potion called Hera Substance, which was priceless. Drinking it could prolong life and was the favorite of those immortal beings who had lived for hundreds of years. It was said that even money couldn't buy it.

However, as long as one can reach a higher level of sublimation, or even ascend to godhood, one can continuously extend one's lifespan and even reach the realm of immortality.

However, in terms of difficulty, Hera matter is much easier than sublimation, making it a veritable elixir of immortality in the interstellar era and a favorite of the powerful and wealthy.

Qiao Yuan suddenly thought of Tu Shanlin.

The mysterious Tushan family must also have that.

Tomorrow, the 23rd, is the Golden Globe Cup final. He's going to use the remaining 7.8 to make a killing.

Then just buy lots of medicine.

As Qiao Yuan thought this, he suddenly realized that Caesar had put a bunch of enhancement fluids and physique potions in the suitcase, could it be for the purpose of exchanging them?

It's possible that this is the case.

Furthermore, physical transactions weren't the only option. He also saw some black-robed figures whispering, yet they could still obtain black jade and even increase their star points! Even their whiskers grew a bit taller, and their growth rate accelerated.

He suddenly appeared beside a figure in black robes, and heard the figure mutter under the mask, "Great Mother of Night, I am your most devoted servant. Witness the calamity I have created for you..."

"Mother of the Night?" Qiao Yuan thought to himself, and it was as if some will heard him.

But the next moment, he felt the influence of the Eternal Great Luo position, and in an instant, everything returned to zero.

It was as if nothing had happened, and no matter how much I thought about it, nothing was wrong.

But Qiao Yuan was still deeply moved.

This truly is His world; these men in black robes are all cultists…

Caesar was a cultist too!

Qiao Yuan suddenly understood everything. Caesar must have only recently entered the main city and obtained it, and the End of the Day was his pledge of allegiance!

They gained the Church of Night's approval through devastating blows to the world; that's most likely how it happened.

This man in black robes can gain star points simply by recounting the disasters he has caused; in other words, creating disasters is the only way to increase the number of times one can enter.

Qiao Yuan finally understood why Caesar had put the mask away and hadn't used it for the time being.

The other party will definitely wait until the next time they cause a disaster before bringing it along.

Not only will you be able to trade, but you can also instantly travel here to avoid harm.

The other party may have already come, but just didn't use up all of these points.

To his surprise, the place was desolate, with even black holes and stars seemingly imprisoned.

Where is the Mother of Night?

Qiao Yuan was puzzled for a moment.

The good news is that this mask doesn't seem to discriminate based on who wears it; whoever gets it can enter, find their own tentacles, and make a trade.

Just like how he could enter even with Caesar's mask, and it didn't have any effect.

Caesar had previously mentioned Simon and the Night Project, which must be related to this place.

Only five or six minutes have passed. He needs to take a closer look to make sure there are no problems before bringing in a bottle of potion to complete the transaction.

Qiao Yuan activated his jetpack and wandered around. He flew into a huge ravine in the distance, an endless blackness that flowed slowly like mist.

But it became increasingly difficult to go any further, and the surrounding space became more and more solidified, as if it were about to be imprisoned.

He returned to land and flew back and forth three or five times, gradually revealing a thoughtful expression.

Although this fragmented land was desolate, it still retained some signs of life, as evidenced by the movements of these black-robed men and their tentacles.

In contrast, the area of ​​the massive ravine was completely desolate, assimilating everything.

It seems I won't be able to go to many places.

Qiao Yuan then turned his gaze to the three towering black towers ahead and flew away again.

This time, the journey was unimpeded. Along the way, he saw many enormous tentacles that were tens of meters, even hundreds of meters tall.

When Qiao Yuan arrived at the tower, he found that although the door was open, he could not get in at all, as there was a powerful barrier around it, as were the windows.

At the same time, the images inside are not clearly visible.

However, the vitality here is much stronger, far exceeding the tentacles that are several meters or even tens of meters high around.

"The tentacles here mostly grow continuously as long as they are fed," Qiao Yuan gradually realized.

Further ahead, there was an even larger black mist. From what we could see, there were hundreds of black tentacles in this area. Apart from the three largest black towers, there were seven tentacles that were over a hundred meters long, ten that were tens of meters high, and sixteen that were over ten meters long.

The next few are ordinary whiskers that are two or three meters, five or six meters, or about ten meters long.

At that moment, a man in black robes appeared nearby. After acquiring several black stones in the transaction, he chuckled to himself, "That's enough. With these, my Eternal Night Technique will be enhanced once more. Then I'll make them die!"

Qiao Yuan frowned: "Eternal Night Technique? What is that? Are these black stones from the trade for cultivation? Tsk..."

He thought and thought, and soon remembered the wordless book in the black hardcover!

"The book is all blank paper, but if you wear a mask to look at it, can you see it?"

Qiao Yuan murmured to himself, preparing to go and check it out after the trip. This trip was worthwhile; he had gained a lot.

Half an hour later, Qiao Yuan returned to his bedroom and called out to Yan Baobao in the living room, "Baby, I'm going to sleep a little longer. I had a bit of insomnia last night, so I'll get up later."

"Okay, go to sleep, go to sleep. If you don't feel comfortable, I'll ask for leave for you. It's just military training, it's okay if you don't go." Yan Baobao walked barefoot to the bedroom door, smiled, and finally closed the door for him.

Phew, all done!

When he was little and sick, that's how it was with the baby; they would even give him medicine.

It was 7:30. Qiao Yuan took out a black mask, two bottles of physique potion, and a black hardcover book. After he was ready, he decisively put on the mask and instantly stepped into this world belonging to the cultists once again.

Thanks to having been there for half an hour, he was performing with exceptional skill.

At this moment, he opened the book and finally saw the words on the pages of white paper. As he turned the pages, a wonderful moving picture formed as the paper jumped rapidly. It was the record of the Eternal Night Technique, as well as a basic power called the Night Breathing Technique!

Qiao Yuan looked at the gleaming eyes; this was the real gain.

That Eternal Night Technique is still a forbidden technique!

After gaining some insight, a smile appeared on his lips beneath the mask. He was very strong and excellent.

Closing the book, Qiao Yuan looked at the imprisoned black hole at the end of the sky and gradually had an idea: he had to go and see what had happened in the past.

In an instant, he transcended time and space, returning to a full thousand years ago. The intense reversal of time made him feel the vastness of time for the first time.

Before his eyes... it was as if two universes were colliding, and the scene before him was completely beyond his limits...

During this time, he gradually discovered that it was not the universe, but an infinite sea of ​​stars, which was attacked by other stars in this catastrophe and suffered heavy damage.

One of the fingernails fell and was swallowed by the black hole in the area, at the cost of everything around it becoming desolate and imprisoned, including the black hole itself.

It was as if He were not to be profaned!

And this is none other than the Mother of Night!

He didn't know any Mother of Night, but at this moment the universe was filled with her aura.

Everywhere, at all times.

The shattered continent beneath our feet was merely a few flakes of skin detached from the Mother of Night's fingernails...

Tsk! So I'm a bacterium then?

Qiao Yuan quickly noticed something strange. Since the entire black hole and the entire starry sky were imprisoned by the power of the Mother of Night, a thousand years had passed and she had neither taken it back nor cared about it.

This is not normal.

Either the other party has already perished, or fallen into some kind of slumber, or they simply haven't paid attention.

Therefore, what is currently on that piece of skin is the residual power of the Mother of Night?

interesting.

Caesar's "Dark Night Plan" was probably just an attempt to use his power to cause trouble.

Qiao Yuan gradually understood everything, but he still chose the third anchor point.

He wants to see what the future holds!

This area is within the range of black hole absorption, so there are some potential risks.

……

Meanwhile, in Chang'an District, East Second Ring Road of the Third Main City, there is the God Project First Experiment Building, which belongs to the Spiritual Research Department of the Twilight Group.

From the outside, it is a huge floating building shaped like a cross, over a thousand meters high, with a bright silver-white metal exterior. At the center of the cross, there is a replica of Jesus nailed to the ground, hundreds of meters in size.

However, the Jesus on the surface of the skyscraper is a 100% mechanical prosthetic body.

In Jesus' eyes, a thin stream of solidified golden liquid flowed, covering his cheeks.

This landmark building, with its retro-futuristic feel, reshapes divinity and technology, making it extremely eye-catching whether viewed from afar or up close.

This is the department researching the cyber god. At the beginning of the year, they conducted an experiment in Joyful State outside the city, which ultimately failed, causing uncontrollable and disastrous consequences.

At this moment, on the top floor of the Cross Building, in the office of the senior director of the research department, a refined-looking man with black hair and a round face was being sternly reprimanded by the pale blue holographic old man in front of him, while wearing a casual plaid suit. The refined man lowered his head, remained silent, and was extremely respectful.

After a long pause, the holographic elder coldly snorted, "I know you won't listen, but do you really think the company doesn't know about your little schemes? Caesar will be publicly tried tonight. This is a one-time exception, otherwise you'll be stuck in Haitang forever! You unlucky thing!"

The refined-looking man, looking embarrassed, repeatedly agreed and bowed deeply to the old man in apology, as humble as a dog. He then left the large office in a low voice.

After leaving the house, the man immediately raised his chin arrogantly again, his lips twitching slightly as he muttered under his breath, "You old geezer, how could a moron like you, who only knows how to sit in an office drinking tea, possibly understand my grand goals? Foolish, mediocre, utterly useless!"

"This position of senior director in the R&D department will belong to me sooner or later, and it can only be mine! Only I am worthy to restart the Cyber ​​God Project..."

He cursed under his breath, then strode away, walked to the airport near this floor, and got into his dark blue hovercar.

Sitting in the car was a blonde woman wearing a leopard-print bikini. Her skin was snow-white and shiny, her chest was voluptuous, and her waist and hips were like an inflatable doll. At this moment, she leaned close to the man with seductive eyes, biting her red lips and blowing on him, saying, "Who has angered Lord Simon this time? I'll kill him for you."

Simon wrinkled his nose slightly and slapped the woman's cheeks hard several times. He then pinched her impressive bust hard, causing her to scream in pain, but she managed a smile: "Lord Simon, I've found out. It was a brat named Qiao Yuan who took Caesar's suitcase."

"I'll kill him for you!"

The woman laughed through her pain and pleasure, her snowy body twisting and turning, as if she really enjoyed it.

Simon pinched him a few more times, then shook his head and said, "No need, he's my friend!"

"Friends?" the woman asked, puzzled.

"Nonsense! He took care of Caesar for me, and even got rid of Lina along with him. How can he not be a friend? I'll have to find a chance to thank him properly."

"He should have already obtained the Mask of Night, which is a good thing. He will become a thorn in my side with the Embers, and he will be of great value."

The woman gradually realized: "Then?"

"What? You idiot, if he ever gets into trouble in the future, you have to help him, understand?"

"This is a new era, my era. Caesar died without understanding that even if he could instigate a war between the Twilight Group and the Legalist Heavy Industries, it would still be part of my plan!"

"He was right when he said something: those old fogies should step down; they're all a bunch of useless people. This era needs a new order, my order!"