Chapter 96: Map Design of the Land of the Gods

The gods from another world actually dismembered us.

While they were acting chaotic, they weren't fools. A mere few minutes of their disconnection, during which they furiously complained and cursed "Akina Mountain Speed," was equivalent to several weeks passing in the wizarding world.

After being unconscious for such a long time, it was very likely they had been killed, their limbs scattered across the wizarding world.

It was not surprising that various situations were now occurring.

"As expected of Hermes, the God of Wisdom from ancient times, who granted truth to mortals—he's incredibly powerful! He wiped us out with just one move. What kind of powerful divine art or super ultimate skill was that?"

"I'm already a fan girl! He's incredibly handsome, isn't he?!" (Image: worshipping the strong)

"He certainly is handsome. That Mercury, standing in the clouds of the gods' realm, the moment his divine power descended upon the earth, reminded me of when we used to raid dungeons, when our guild group was wiped out by the Lich King's ultimate move. It was so awe-inspiring!"

"It seems our equipment isn't good enough, and our level is too low."

"Could this god also have a tragic backstory? Perhaps he's the son of an aging king who sacrificed himself to become a god, pulled out Frostmourne, and vowed to become the Hokage, protecting this world!"

"This villainous boss has a lot of charisma. Next time, let's ask him for his autograph!"

A group of people, despite being killed by the God of Wisdom, bore no irreconcilable hatred. Instead, they were all discussing on the forum how handsome he was when he killed them, and even planned to ask for his autograph.

Player: "Oh mighty deity, the way you killed us last time was just too cool! Could we get your autograph?"

God: "???"

What strange creatures are these?

They are simply incomprehensible.

"By the way, that ultimate skill that instantly wiped us out was so strange! Guys, did anyone see his skill casting bar or wind-up animation?"

"No, the screen just went black suddenly."

"An instant cast skill? So, do you think his skill has a cooldown, or a cast time cooldown?"

"It should have one. No wind-up means it's uninterruptible. If it also has no cooldown, how are we supposed to fight?"

They started to get serious and conscientiously summarize their experience.

As veteran online gamers, every time they were wiped out in a dungeon, they would certainly gain useful information, such as the boss's skill release sequence, or at what health percentage it would enter an enraged state and transform into a second phase.

The Creator God couldn't be fought, but the native gods of the other world were probably just powerful creatures. They might not necessarily cower before him!

He was likely the final boss of this world. They needed to seize the opportunity to study how to defeat this boss.

Getting wiped out was fine, but revenge was necessary.

"You know, with our god-making plan, for a magnificent Cthulhu evil god, an Old One, the Unifier of All—such a grand and imposing cosmic being—to end up in such a miserable state! We are evil gods! The moment we entered the wizarding world, we were dismembered and scattered everywhere. We were made into book pages, turned into bird nests, used as teething bones by giant beasts..."

"Look at Master Primordial Chaos Thunder Hand; how awesome was he the moment he entered?! We're utterly humiliated!" (Wailing)

Humiliated?

Xu Zhi was speechless. "You're not humiliated; you're just six of one, half a dozen of the other."

The moment Li Shengjiang entered, his own species in the otherworld was reduced to being sold as X-rated goods, farmed at ten Rose Coins each.

And the moment you entered, you were scattered. Some were used as teething bones, some became bird nests on the spot, some were made into book pages, and some were struggling to survive in the desert.

Despite all the fuss, as a group of hardcore veteran players, they had ample experience dealing with party wipes. While everyone was reporting back on the forum, someone quickly organized a headcount to see if anyone had unfortunately died.

"Reporting in."

"Reporting in."

Fortunately, even though everyone was suffering greatly, no one had quit the game.

"Good thing the gods in the sky don't know our structural characteristics. All one hundred and seventy-three 'core cells' are still intact. As long as the king is still alive, each can reproduce its own species and reform."

Countless people breathed a sigh of relief. Although this outcome was hard to accept, it was better than dying.

In reality, it was natural that their cores were intact. Xu Zhi wasn't truly attacking them; he merely made them disconnect and instantly fall apart. There was certainly no damage. He then had the witch blow these body tissues away.

Akina Mountain Speed, who had previously been trembling from everyone's criticism and had been too scared to say a word, hiding in the forum, now couldn't resist speaking up: "Come on! Let's collect the one hundred and seventy-three Dragon Balls scattered across the world and save it!"

The others hadn't yet reacted.

Akina Mountain Speed: "Everyone, hear me out! We must rise again. We will reassemble from all corners of the world and crush Mercury, the God of Wisdom in the sky. Even if he's a god, we'll show him we can kill him! Don't look down on the young and poor; fortunes can change! Everyone, repeat after me: We, the organization of evil gods, fear no battle!"

"We, the organization of evil gods, fear no battle!"

"We, the organization of evil gods, fear no battle!"

Soon, a group of people fell into Akina Mountain Speed's trap of changing the subject, instantly forgetting their plans to criticize him. They even chanted slogans with him, their blood boiling with excitement.

Many couldn't help but complain again.

"Those above, are you getting on Akina Mountain Speed's car again? His car is poisonous! He drives recklessly, and you still haven't learned your lesson?"

"There are so many fools, scammers can't keep up (laughs)."

"Changing the subject is useless. I'm going to beat him to death anyway!" (Angry)

The forum was bustling.

As long as they didn't die, anything was acceptable. This game was too hardcore; they were already used to its hardcore nature!

At this moment, the forum was infinitely more active than during the assassination of Emperor Li Shengjiang in his later years. This kind of fantasy adventure was simply too thrilling and exciting.

The evil god had been dismembered. Each player was scattered across different locations—skin, bones, hair—each undergoing different difficult fates. The main quest was clear: reassemble and restore their body.

Some started from a bird's nest.

Some started from the bottom of the sea.

Some started from a book.

Some started in the desert.

While making some simple food in the kitchen, Xu Zhi sat down at the table to eat, secretly observing the "enemy camp" on the forum. He couldn't help but wear a strange expression. "A bunch of idiots," he thought, "they're in such a terrible state, yet they can still have so much fun, finding joy in suffering."

"I like people like you."

Xu Zhi sat in his room, briefly observed the forum, then, feeling full and satisfied, he went to wash the dishes.

He didn't pay any more attention to them.

After washing the dishes, he began his real work. "Pretending to be the realm of the gods isn't a permanent solution," he mused. "The map design for the aerial islands in the wizarding world should be put on the agenda now."

"In fact," he thought, "I originally set up a genetic lock that restricted their tiny size. Now, I could completely open the genetic lock and evolve a bird of normal or even gigantic size to serve as an aerial island."

But Xu Zhi felt that since he had taken the path of micro-sized biological evolution, he shouldn't disrupt it. He should look for solutions within this evolutionary system.

Moreover, they genuinely found a solution and developed a new biological structure—the "combination creature mode"—which broke through size limitations.

In fact, these aggregated creatures were infinitely more powerful than ordinary creatures of comparable size.

"Since they can create a giant god, or a fish made of flesh," he mused, "then I might as well follow suit and create a landmass creature made of flesh that can then evolve wings, or even propellers, and fly."

"They used a wooden boat as a base template. What if I used a drone as a template?"

Xu Zhi thought of his DJI drone, but then shook his head.

Too intricate a structure might not succeed.

The difficulty would be too high. He was well aware of the limitations of his evolutionary knowledge. Besides, it was really too expensive; he couldn't bear to use his drone. He had been spending lavishly, even splurging tens of thousands on an electric fan, and was currently broke.

Currently, there were two structural approaches for aerial islands:

One was for the island to develop biological wings on its sides; this type of aerial island would essentially be a giant bird.

The other involved a giant aircraft structure, like the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, or a helicopter with its own propellers.