Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The trilobite was about to die.

tt wouldn’t have died so early. As one of the few dominators of the Cambrian Ocean, there were few creatures larger and more ferocious than it in the primitive and chaotic ocean. Even if it encountered a strong

enemy, its solid shell was enough to provide enough protection. Besides, near the ancient corals where it lived, there were all kinds of food such as sea lily, sponges, gastrointestines, and plankton. It was quite

abundant.

if it wanted to, it could have continued swimming in the seawater comfortably, hunting plankton, and living a life exactly the same as its billions of companions. Its structure and the rules of operation of the world

determined that its species could live hundreds of millions of years in peace in such a form, at the very least, so that it would not be killed by a global extinction.

But since three days ago, the adult, healthy, and strong trilobite had given up eating and simply let its hard body float in the seawater without doing anything.

it was as if… it was pondering, meditating, and exploring the meaning of life.

Of course, it was absurd.

tt would take hundreds of millions of years and enough luck for all the creatures in this world to be born who could think for themselves. The simple nerves of the trilobites could not even be called ‘systems’. How could

they produce sparks of wisdom and thoughts?

However, through the complex eyes made of calcite, rays of wisdom were flowing out and illuminating the chaotic world, exchanging endless information with the primitive ocean.

For three days and three nights, the trilobite did not move at all.

Some of the brachiopods, cephalopods, and gastrointestines were cautiously wandering around it. They thought that it was already dead and could not wait to devour its rotting body tissue.

ight then, the seawater was fluctuating. The animals were running in all directions, only to be discovered by a tough shrimp.

The Anomalocaris were one of the largest carnivores in the Cambrian Ocean with the most ferocious habits. The largest Anomalocaris could be more than one meter long, which was even larger than the trilobites.

aturally, the krill was not scared of the trilobites, but the two kinds of dominators of the ocean usually had enough food, and they rarely confronted each other.

However, a trilobite that was barely breathing and unable to fight back was a different matter.

The krill shook its eyes and charged at the dying trilobite, waving its giant forelimbs and sharp thorns.

This was supposed to be a sure-fire attack, but the shrimp that he was so confident in had missed.

tt turned around and captured a splendid scene with its eyes. In the dirty seawater behind it, the body of the trilobite gradually turned translucent, until it was completely transparent. Then, thousands of brilliant

colors beamed out of the transparency and dispersed into one, two, and countless rainbows, dispersing in the entire ocean and the entire world.

Different from the trilobites, the archaea only had one day to live.

They lived in an extremely extreme environment in the depths of an ancient primitive ocean, near a high-temperature, high-pressure volcano.

n just one day, they would have to absorb the nutrition and heat spurted out by the undersea volcano crazily, produce polymerized peptides and proteins, and divide themselves crazily so that they could pass on their

life information and discover the most precious possibilities amid the endless changes.

Every second was precious. Every division represented a new possibility. It was even possible that a new species might evolve into a real ‘civilization’ billions of years later.

The methane mushroom lived in such a harsh, mysterious, and sacred environment. It meditated and meditated every 0.1 seconds.

Finally, when it sensed the restlessness of life, the division and dissemination of information, and the origin of civilization, in the blink of an eye, the methane bacillus emitted mystic rays that were even more dazzling

than undersea volcanic eruptions before they turned into rainbow ripples and vanished.

ot just those worlds.

it was not just monks, generals, beggars, cave dwellers, trilobites, and archaea.

Many other worlds and identities seemed to be connected to something in the darkness. Living, meditating, meditating, training, understanding, turning into a rainbow, and ascending at the same time…

n some worlds, he was a licentious emperor who lived a life of luxury for decades, only to be enlightened and freed when the rebels marched into the imperial city.

n some worlds, he was a giant tree that had been standing on the peak of a mountain for thousands of years.

n some worlds, he was a plankton, a plant, an amphibian, a snake, a lizard, a dinosaur, a troglodyte, an early Homo sapiens who killed and ate troglodytes, a bluestone on an old street, a bright moon in a gentle

breeze…

Endless worlds and rainbows soared into the sky one after another, breaking through the barriers of the worlds and ascending to a higher level, where they gathered together with new insights, experiences, and scraps

of their beliefs. Or in the terminology of the ancient Cultivation world, they reconstructed a brand-new existence that was as innocent as a newborn child and as strong as a god or a devil.

ight now, there was only one last world, one last rainbow.

tt was also the world floating in the ‘virtual data ocean’. It had been deduced to the extreme, evolved to the most advanced level, and produced the most developed civilization.

There were many criteria to determine the evolution of a civilization.

On a macroscopic level, could the civilization jump out of their home planet and march into the endless universe?

Microscopically speaking, had the civilization developed super computational tools similar to ‘crystal processors’ that could create their own virtual worlds, even the simplest virtual games?

In this world, the intelligent creatures who called themselves the ‘Sky Sea Civilization’ had already analyzed the mysteries of the stars and tried to explore the universe with the energy of the stars. They had also

developed super computational tools known as ‘super brains’ that could calculate tremendous data and information and perform simple virtual deductions.

“Wan Xiaotian, you are here again. Are you kidding me? Four-dimensional space jumps are impossible. Get out of here now!”

In the stellar research institute of the most prestigious ‘Sky Ocean University’, a young man with red eyes and messy hair was kicked out of the office and fell to the ground.

Then, his paper, which had been filled with formulas for super space jumps, was thrown out and scattered everywhere.

BAM!

The door of the second-to-none expert of stellar studies in the Sky Ocean Civilization was closed in front of him.

The senior brothers and sisters in the corridor were all pointing at him with contempt.

“He is Wan Xiaotian, the lunatic who does nothing but think about space!

“I’m told that he used to be a top student of our department. He published seven formulas about the structure and flow of stars before he was even twenty years old. He was a once-in-a-lifetime genius. That’s why he

was specially recruited to our top stellar research institute. I didn’t expect that he would be so crazy as to abandon the promising stellar studies and focus on the studies of hyperspace. He failed his professor’s

expectations and wasted his career. He is almost a cripple now.

“It’s been three months since he failed the examination of the institute. According to the rules, he is not qualified to stay any longer. My professor gave him one last chance out of the kindness of his heart, but he still

gave up on himself and dwelled in the ‘superspace formula’ for too long. He wasted countless precious resources. How pitiful and hateful. He can only pack up and leave now!”

The academic circle was not pure. For the funding, resources, and time of use of the laboratory, all the researchers had to compete with each other. Wan Xiaotian was too distinguished in the first place, and he had

been doing whatever he wanted recently. Naturally, he was not welcomed.

However, ever since he made up his mind to explore the mysteries beyond space and even the universe, he had come to realize that he did not need to care about the cold words. He simply bit his lips and picked up his

papers and drafts.

At this moment, a pair of rough hands reached over and helped him clean up.

Naturally, they were not his senior brothers and sisters who wanted him to leave immediately.

It was Old Li, the janitor of the stellar research institute.

While cleaning up, he gave Li Yao an innocent and honest smile and even read Li Yao’s paper with great interest. The janitor, Old Li, acted as if he could really understand Li Yao’s paper.

The laughter around them grew louder and louder. Everybody was amused.

It was because this cleaner, Old Li, had a round head and a fat body. He had a naturally stupid appearance. He was a person with slight mental disability.

“Look, Old Li can understand Wan Xiaotian’s calculations. They are good friends!”

There was no telling who said that, but brisk laughter burst out again, relieving the researchers of the tremendous pressure in the vast world of computation.

Wan Xiaotian frowned. He was not scared of being embarrassed, but he did not want Old Li to be ridiculed. Maybe everyone in the stellar research institute looked down on Old Li and even regarded him as a tool to

flush the toilet. But he was different. He was an orphan. In the orphanage where he grew up, many children who were disabled like Old Li were his family.

The moment he saw Old Li, he thought of his brothers and sisters.

To a certain extent, he and Old Li were in the same boat. They were both outcasts in the stellar research institute.

“Old Li, let’s go.”

Wan Xiaotian packed up the calculations and papers as quickly as he could. He pushed the silly Old Li out of the corridor while everyone was sneering at him.

Now that he was out of the corridor with nowhere to go, he was at a loss. It was Old Li who pulled him into the toilet.

At the end of the toilet was a small tool shed. It was sort of Old Li’s “office”.

Other people despised Old Li for being dirty. But Wan Xiaotian had seen all kinds of dirty and stinky scenes in the orphanage, and he didn’t care about that. Occasionally, when he saw Old Li, he was willing to come and

talk to him.

“Old Li, I’m leaving tomorrow!”

Seeing that Old Li was smiling like a 200 pound child without the slightest bit of worry, Wan Xiaotian was both envious and distressed. He sighed and said, “I’m afraid I won’t have the chance to come back to visit you in

the future. They won’t let me in.”

“Why? Why?”

With a leather duster in his hand, Old Li asked in a slurred voice, “Why are you leaving?”

“It’s still my draft. They don’t understand it. They say it’s garbage.”

Wan Xiaotian shook the paper and smiled. “Forget it. You won’t understand anyway. I’m not going to talk about it anymore.”

“I understand. Really. Your drafts are garbage in the first place.”

Old Li still had a silly smile on his face, but his voice suddenly became clear. “You want to use the superstring theory to infer the existence of the entire universe and then find the gap between the three-dimensional

universe and the four-dimensional universe. This is not wrong in the first place, but you have wrongly chosen the ‘Density Cloud Algorithm’ that is used to calculate the structure and operating pattern of a star. As the

foundation to run the superstring theory, it is simply impossible to count the number of sand in the desert one by one. You are indeed wasting your time and resources. If you are not trash, then what are you?”

“However, garbage is garbage, but you are a young man with creative ideas. You are better than them, but you are not completely hopeless. Have you ever thought of introducing the ‘discrete cloud algorithm’ into your

hyperspace formula?”.