Immortal Mihun, the one who provided the stage for this game, honestly didn't know how to manage the world.
All he knew was how to become strong. How to walk the path of cultivating immortality, the path that would allow a so-called insignificant creature to ascend to the same level of truth as himself, and even further, to attain immortality.
The world he was in, the environment he fought in, was one where it was so easy to become strong, and everything could be solved just by being strong, so civilization did not develop.
A world where technique solves everything with the only mysteries represented by construction methods and magic.
That's why he was surprised to learn that these worlds, which grow with a lack of mystery and strength, are the 'standard'.
When he reached the True Realm and realized the existence of another dimension, he was very surprised, but I was even more surprised that the world could be built around civilization.
To be honest, he never thought that such a thing as civilization could possibly match the true nature of the people.
Anyway, Mihun was in a position to learn about civilization and the providence of the world in this world.
He was just a player who could play around with 'power slightly greater than the permitted power' and knew how to become stronger better than anyone else among the billion players.
In his sixth victory, Mihun handed the opposing world over to the Bisar tribe, a race that was transformed from the Bisyakheet of Vein's world, and forced them to confront the existing world.
One player, but two civilizations at odds! Without competition, he would have to give each other instructions to grow.
Even if Mihun synchronizes his perceived time with the world time and observes all the world's events with his soul, it is a very burdensome task.
To be honest, there is a high chance that you will ruin it if you touch it wrong.
And with a strategy centered on cooperation, the seventh opponent, who had been using an ironclad defense strategy rather than military force, was unified by breaking down the barrier with the level 12 monk Yeon Dan-woo. Now, there were three districts in Mihun's world.
First, let's call it the seventh world of the enemy. It's a world of humans with a properly established civilization. They have understood the principles of cultivation, but they are weak.
Secondly, the world he had originally raised until his fifth victory was a world of power ruled by the Sudomun sect and strong monks.
Thirdly, the world of the Bisar tribe, obtained through the sixth victory, is a world overflowing with monsters, the world of the Demon Tribe. These tribes are also monks.
By dividing it like that, the three compete with each other, share each other's methods, and the human race provides resources to the monks, the demon race kills anyone and plunders resources, and if the demon race attacks the human race, the monks repel the demon race to maintain balance.
And there is Yeon Dan-woo, a neutral yet transcendent monk who belongs to neither side. He is the only monk who recognizes Mihun's existence.
That's right. To put it another way, the ordinary citizens of this world are unaware of Mihun's existence.
Even the gods of the conquered world thought that Yeon Dan-woo was the opposing god himself, so that says it all.
Mihun didn't reveal himself to that extent. He believed that if great beings were to observe his actions, it would only hinder his practice. He had experienced this himself.
So, they only divided the souls and looked at the fates of the world's ordinary people one by one and intervened to the extent that they could become monks or guide them to further development.
Or, he could directly manage his own ruins, the grandly named "Fragments of God", and work to raise the terrain level. That was also Mihun's specialty.
He was raising it with a feeling that was no different from training his own body.
"It's good that the monks' level has risen. At this level, they won't be pushed back by any world."
"Yeon Dan-woo is the most powerful entity among all entities currently participating in the game. Whether in terms of
"Oh! I see. It's a bit disappointing that only Dan-woo is this strong. It would be nice to have a powerful monk to match him."
Mihun learned the art from his assistants. It was almost like reaching the realm of the art of immortals.
He refined the world by looking back at those other techniques.
The mystery of life. He had the talent to maximize the world's topographical potential by simply creating a few lives.
A god of the spirit world, Seisaisa. He was introduced to the spiritual entity. He possessed the talent to fundamentally fix the spirits and even create more fragments of god. By learning some of his techniques, Mihun was able to refine his own world.
And the first helper he met. Thanks to that peculiar race, he was able to build houses, make clothes, and achieve something called civilization, despite knowing nothing about the development of civilization.
But perhaps the most unique aspect was his perspective on flow. It was quite daunting to have to teach him powerful techniques, but it was also a good thing, because it allowed his world to develop beyond that.
"As the number of monks increases, there will be no one who can dare to conquer the world of this great one."
There is only one legendary entity.
But there are as many as 11 epic-level individuals.
The world of Mihun, where there are nearly 50 hero-level individuals.
The fighting power of civilians is weak, if not pathetic, but they are an elite force of the military.
Mihun had amassed nearly 200,000 points. With the expansion gained from his seventh victory, he could be reborn into a greater world.
"Mr. Mihun, which world would you like to expand to?"
"Please, to {The Great Dream}."
A space that evokes life force, the most important source of spiritual energy for learning and practicing the art of water meditation. Connecting with this space would significantly elevate the level of monks.
Compared to the unlucky Vein and Seisaisa, Mihun was cruising along without a hitch. So far.
The monks' momentum overpowered and defeated all who opposed them. Mihun, who controlled them, considered himself to be the "Maseon of the Fierce Dragon."
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This is Terracion, the previous rank number one.
The sixth collision with the hellish disaster phase and the poison-armed world had catastrophically destroyed his ecosystem, so the seventh world had to be somewhat better.
And the world that was confronted in the seventh world conflict was a political-industrial-centered military state armed with a powerful military.
"Oh! Please! Oh God!"
"Excuse me, but Terracion is that god."
Although his
As a result, the existing
And fortunately, the opposing world seemed to have no other plan than to strike with military force.
Because of its defeat in the asymmetrical power, Terracion's world easily conquered the opposing world, and he accepted the surrender of the opposing god who was once ranked number one in the internal affairs and made him a lower god, actively utilizing the abilities of the opposing god, and succeeded in raising the world's weight class back to the top tier.
"To escape these terrible worlds, I must go far away. Please, I choose the Material Realm, please go to the Great Sea!"
"Yes. If you choose {Great Ocean}, the world will no longer be round. You're aware that it will expand outward, creating boundaries, right?"
"I know... Wait a minute. But I have a question. If it expands infinitely sideways like that, what's the point of expanding the no-man's land with each subsequent collision?"
"Ah. It can extend infinitely, but any expansion beyond its designated area will be destroyed when the next world collides."
"Destroyed?"
"To be precise, the world's bonds weaken and fall apart. If there's a place you like among the areas you've explored and you absolutely don't want to abandon, you can spend divine power to hold onto it. The same goes for the {Great Underground}, which expands infinitely downwards."
"Hmm. I see."
"For reference, only the {Material Realm} that was separated like that, but other players may put it into their own world during the expansion process. So it won't be completely destroyed."
"Is that so?"
"Yes. The area of the {Material Realm} in the game is limited. In other words, it's finite. So, someone could obtain the world that fell away."
Terracion just let it slide. The organizers seemed almost omnipotent. It would be pointless to get into the details.
He was not obsessed with creating his own ideal world. It was strictly orthodox. He played efficiently to score more points and win.
He is truly the 'Holy Emperor of Utopia' who has accepted the surrender of all his opponents and ascended to the top.
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Immediately after winning the seventh clash, one of my clones went to deliver a message to Tademoira, while the others were adjusting the world transformed by {Great Nature}.
This task is taking a very long time. As a community representative, I'm about to embark onto the 8th round.
In other words, I was looking for something to earn points for because I wanted to collect 2,802,314 points in the shop section to buy the second mythical trait.
One of the clones is already being dispatched externally to consult on other player ecosystems.
However, since everyone is paying points with a certain limit instead of unlimited divine power, it falls far short of the target amount. Especially since everyone wants to purchase advanced traits in the shop section.
"How many points do I have?"
"1.32 million."
"It's not a lot."
I'm actively working on sales, but will I get over 1 million points? My ecosystem score will increase with my next win.
This is tough. It's okay if the opponent is easy. But if I face a strong opponent, my score will plummet, and my income will plummet. Even consulting has its limits.
"How's the trade?"
I have nothing to sell but my own abilities. Information about the Dessert Army would be fatal if it were to leak outside.
But if you sell nectar, the magic power of the world will gradually decrease.
Selling raw materials like metals is better, but now they are also resources for creating living things.
"What if we sell trash?"
"What?"
"That's what it is, in short."
What did he mean? The world was filled with the remains of living things that had been lost in the struggle for survival.
The husks of bread and jellies—those that had died of old age, been beaten to death, or been eaten—were strewn across the land. Some were crumbling, but because they were so sturdy, quite a few remained.
Some of them looked like clams, some like ammonites, and some just looked like they were covered over... Anyway, there were a ton of shells made of metal and precious metals. There were also quite a few glassy and mineral shells.
"More than half of those are metals. Isn't that quite a few points?"
"There's still a lot left over even after the dams are used for building houses, for sure."
I posted the bread crusts that were being generated in large quantities in the community and had no way to be disposed of...hmm...bread crusts.
Looking at the resource components, I thought it would be useful, so I set a high price, but no one was buying it. I was thinking that maybe I should lower the price even more...
「Player [Wahwando] has purchased the product posted for 20,000 points.」
「Player [Wahwando] has requested a
There are signs of further trade. Should I accept it?
「The 'conversation' of the player [Wahwando] has been accepted.「」
[Wahwando: Hello.]
It felt polite, so I answered normally.
[Vein: Yeah. Hello, hello haha]
[Wahwando: I'm extremely interested in the materials you posted, and I'd like to ask if I could receive additional supplies. I'm not sure how they were mined, but they're quite pure and refined mixed metals. I'm very impressed, and I hope to continue to supply and exchange them.]
A very neat and polite request. I hesitated for a moment.
[Vein: Hahahahaha thank you thank you. Then how many points do you think you can give me? I can give you quite a lot of this.]
[Wahwando: Instead of points, how about exchanging goods between our worlds? My world's
[Vein: ㅠㅠ I don't really have a specific product I want. It seems like it would be difficult to trade without points.]
[Wahwando: Then how about maintaining a non-aggression pact while maintaining business with me?]
What the hell are you talking about? Then why should we sign a non-aggression treaty?
[Vein: Okay? I don't understand. Could you please explain how that benefits me?]
And that bastard named Wahwando gave a ridiculous answer.
[Wahwando: My
For a moment, I felt as if my mind had been completely emptied.
What?
"Now that we've made contact, I can tell you that at every point of conflict, the [Wahwando] player has never been less than first in
[Wahwando: In my hometown, I was called the "Overlord of the Asura Way". If you don't trade with me, I will designate you as the opponent in the next world conflict and plunder the necessary supplies.]
The player with the strongest military power in this game recognized me.
The appropriate response is...
[Vein: Try it lol]
[Wahwando: What confidence?]
[Vein: Funny. Seriously. I don't think my
'Overlord of the Asura Way?' Yeah. I admit it. You're strong.
But who are you threatening? I am the Demon King, the 'Master of the Great Extinction', to you.
It means that I am not a joke.
There was a moment of silence. Wahwando seemed to be considering his answer.
[Wahwando: I apologize for coming off so harshly. You deserve respect. Are you willing to engage in a more constructive dialogue that leads to tangible gains?]
[Vein: Okay, okay. I don't have the heart to fight to the death with someone strong either.]
You're bent.
What could the number one in military power in the game possibly give me? Consulting that ecosystem might yield some pretty good results.
I shifted my consciousness to the public chatroom, just as I had when I spoke with Mihun. As I sat in the chair in my avatar's form, a moment later, [Wahwando] appeared, scattering its legs.
The reason I use the expression "split legs" is because it had many legs and they moved around diligently.
Wahwando, who looked like a 'hero' wearing a luxurious shell with 11 splendid medals on it, extended its claws towards me and stared at my avatar with its eyes.
"Just in case, do you know the elephant mystic and the tyrannosaurus immortal...?"
"Oh. Are you that guy???"
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