While Others Cultivate, I Use My Unique RPG Leveling System to Cultivate Smut Romance With Their Girlfriends! Chapter 632
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It was hard to speak about the time in the state that I was in. What appeared to be ages to the living beings under the watch of my endless clones, was nothing but a heartbeat for me. The only reason that allowed me to more-or-less keep up with the constant development all over the universe was the fact that I delegated more than half of my entire consciousness just to processing and saving the information forwarded by my clones to the hive's hub.
In the end, no matter how enormous my consciousness grew due to the constant splitting and regeneration of it, it was still something that few from the seed of what my soul originally was. Even if it was slightly special due to my transmigration to another world in the first place, there was still the limit of what I could wield mind-wise at a single time.
In the end, rather than focusing on developing the life that would solve my problem in my stead, I had no other choice but to leave this task to my offshoot clones while focusing on another task with the central hub of my consciousness.
Bit by bit, I continued to assimilate all the knowledge that constantly poured deep into my mind. Bit by bit, the findings of all sorts of civilisations about the magic, its nature and potential uses continued to fill my non-physical brain.
While most of them were on the pretty primitive level of using external means like magic stones or spells, some of the more lucky worlds actually managed to nail their guesses pretty close to what I considered to be the true nature of the magic myself.
That was the only problem that I didn't consider in advance when filling the worlds with life with my bloodlines. Even without any of them activating, a smart part of my real self was still enriching those beings, making them come up with theorems that were weirdly close to what I discovered myself, even though they didn't really have any basis to come up with those ideas.
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Unlike me, who sustained the brunt of the entropy in order to learn about its nature, beings born to my bloodline would just randomly happen upon a moment of enlightenment, shedding a bit of light at a single, small element of the magic theorem that I was using myself.
But it didn't matter in the grand scheme of things.
While some of the worlds had their technology forcibly altered by those enlightenments, it wasn't the case for everyone. With just a single scan through all the insane list of the worlds where someone managed to transmigrate to another world, hardly any of the destination worlds had anything to do with the magic sourced from me.
Given how the algorithm behind the transmigration was completely random, as random as a thing could be in a perfectly orderly world of physics, something had to prevent the living beings under my care from transmigrating to the worlds where my influence was already too great.
As interesting as this topic was, I wasn't willing to waste my time on it. Rather than that, while the main mass of my consciousness continued on its work of assimilating all the knowledge that this entire universe managed to come up with, a small part of me turned its attention to another task.
With nothing more but a simple wish, I found a planet that had perfect conditions for the life to sprout on it. What the scientists that would happen upon it would consider as nothing more but an extremely unlucky set of circumstances that prevented the life from budding on it, was actually nothing else but my personal intervention, killing all the beings that had a chance of developing sentience the moment they appeared.
This kind of action would be scorned upon on earth. Killing entire species just to achieve a simple objective was nothing short of genocide… That is if any of those being actually managed to become self-aware. But despite my earthy origins, I couldn't see this action of mine as anything more but preparing the staging ground for the last step of my grandiose plan.
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Once the life on the planted finally managed to explode and bloom without any of the species on it evolving to the point of obtaining intelligence, I could finally start taking more serious steps.
With most of the knowledge produced by the universe already safely stored within my magical synapses, I took on the greatest task that any being in any universe could ever fathom. With the endless numbers of all sorts of living being populating my universe…
I started to combine them.
Bit by bit, different forms of different lives continued to merge. Due to my personal bias, while the true structure of its inner self was nowhere close to being human, its outer appearance ended up exactly as the intelligent life that I knew from both of the worlds that I got to experience.
Once this part of the work was done, I gazed upon this insane creation of mine.
Looking exactly like an average human one could find on earth or back in that cultivation world of mine, just the aura that this lifeless body that I created had around itself made it clear that both on earth and in the other world where I lived if a living being with such body were to appear, it would take only a shortest of the moments before it would attain the level of godhood.
With all the preparations now finished, I finally descended upon the surface of the planet that I prepared.
A single order to the enormous cloud of magic that made up my hive-mind later, an apocalypse dawned upon this planet. The density of the magic that instantly surrounded it was beyond anything that any of the living beings across the entire universe ever got to experience. And from that extreme condensation of mana, I, at last, took a step that seemed to be so obvious and rational that it was strange that I didn't do it already before.
Out of the pure mana alone, I created a physical body for myself. Now, only one thing was left for me to do. Only one thing, before I could finally start turning the wheel of the last mechanism that I created, in hopes of the solution to my problem finally appearing.
I started calling forth the exceptional beings that I noticed all across the universe during all the centuries and aeons that passed ever since the first intelligent life started settling in my universe.
All of which, would be granted this godly form that I came up with upon arriving in this paradise-like world.
It was time to start the last part of my grand plan.
Looking up with my physical body, I stared at the pristine, blue sky of this paradise planet. With the wind gently rustling my hair while carrying the sweet scent of the local flowers, a small grin appeared on my face.
Raising my head, I could feel all the mana in the universe responding to my wishes.
"Good…"
Uttering this single word, I stopped the magic disaster from wreaking havoc on this perfected world of mine, before using the leftovers of the magic energy that I brought forth with that single wish of mine to create the crafting sphere that I obtained all those ages back, before ascending to the true godhood myself.
It was time for all those exceptional children of mine to prove their worth!
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