If you don't work hard, you have to go home and inherit the throne

The Sea Empire, the main star, the palace.

The citizens of Xiya who followed Zhong Yuchen stopped outside the palace gate and watched as they passed through the gate of the palace and gradually disappeared from their sight.

【Your Majesty will be immortal forever. 】

[Willing to go through life and death for His Majesty! 】

[Wish to conquer the galaxy for His Majesty and bring back the vast land. 】

[Your Majesty's strength is awe-inspiring. 】

After Che Jilu's compliment, Xu Shi was sure that Yuchen and the others had gone far enough that their conversation changed silently.

【Your Majesty and Your Highness...are they going to have an heir? 】

【Are those strange creatures brought back by His Majesty his new favorite? 】

【Will Your Highness be willing to become a female? 】

[This is His Highness's glory, if it were me, I would definitely do my best to give birth to the best child for His Majesty! 】

【I really envy Your Highness, Your Majesty is so nice...】

The conversation was still full of respect and admiration for Zhong Yuchen, but it diverged a little...

Zhong Yuchen walked through the long corridor, looked back thoughtfully, and the mountain scenery that was integrated with the scenery came into his eyes.

Finally Chengyun noticed his extremely subtle movement changes, turned his head to look at Zhong Yuchen, and asked softly: "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

Zhong Yuchen shook his head, retracted his gaze behind him, squeezed Zhong Chengyun's hand, moved it slightly, let him go, and took two serious steps to the side, widening the distance between them, before letting go some heart.

He was a little surprised at the transformation from a loyal puppet without self-will to a living individual full of vitality and even gossip when the Sea creature was not in front of him. At this time, the unreasonable racial characteristics of the Sea creature first appeared It looks very abrupt.

"Your Majesty?" Zhong Chengyun glanced at Zhong Yuchen who suddenly pulled away, and asked again suspiciously.

Huaixin and the others quietly followed behind, as if they didn't exist, but when Zhong Chengyun spoke, they slightly raised their eyes for a look, and then quickly looked away.

"Don't get me wrong." Zhong Yuchen subconsciously cleared the sentence, and was afraid that the other party would deepen the misunderstanding, so he carefully considered his words and said, "I mean, I..." No matter how you say it, it will feel very strange.

Zhong Yuchen paused for a few seconds, and the undead who had been quiet for a long time shouted, "Do you like him?"

"Like it? Do you like it as much as we like you?"

"No, no, his liking should be the kind of breeding. We can't breed."

"Can they inbreed? It's amazing."

Now I don't need to think about how to explain it, because...

"No, no, I like him as much as you like me."

Zhong Yuchen found the steps, and said to Zhong Chengyun solemnly: "When I see my brother, I can't help but want to get closer, but..."

He omitted some words and went straight to the point: "So, I'm afraid that after you have misunderstood, you will behave abnormally, so I still need to explain clearly."

Zhong Yuchen said solemnly: "The premise that I like you is that it is not reproductive."

What did His Majesty learn in the Alliance?In the end, puzzled thoughts floated through Chengyun's mind, he nodded slightly, expressing that he was aware of this point, and then emphasized: "I have always been aware of this point."

Then there is no problem, finally Yuchen felt relieved and walked towards the place where the spiritual force field he felt was the most majestic.

The undead worms didn't think there was any problem, and they communicated on their own: "The words at the bright end of a piece of jade seem a little weird."

"Like an irresponsible villain who gave birth to a child."

"But the Empire is the biggest."

"So he's a villain, and no creature will say anything about him."

"Then let's not talk about it."

They floated on Zhong Yuchen's shoulders, turned their faces inside, and pretended that they didn't say anything.

But I have already heard that in the silence, Zhong Yuchen reached out and flicked their chubby little heads silently. They were soft, and a crater was slightly sunken when touched. This feeling is hard to think of them. High temperature is not afraid of the characteristics of sharp objects.

The small black ball blinked at him secretly, and met each other's eyes randomly, and a series of laughter sounded, floating far away in the empty corridor.

It seems to be here.

Zhong Yuchen raised his head and looked forward. To his surprise, the so-called mausoleum was neither a solemn room nor a solemn garden, but a fantasy world located deep in the palace.

Fantastic to the point of being incompatible with other antique decorations.

In front of him is a layer of blue light film, showing a semicircle, covering the space in front of him. His spiritual power easily penetrated into the blue light film, and he glimpsed the increasingly fantastic scene under the light film.

Under the blue light film, there are small light balls floating in mid-air, exuding blue light, which can be said to be crowded, illuminating this independent space with a fluorescent light.

This scene fell in Zhong Yuchen's eyes, and there was a sense of unexpected familiarity. It seemed that this kind of small light ball had been seen somewhere before...

Zhong Yuchen, who hadn't recalled where he had seen it before, turned his gaze to the bottom of the light ball again.

It was a piece of silver ground, as if there was a layer of wonderful silver substance accumulated, with a soft and flowing feeling visible to the naked eye.

In addition, at the end of this space, there are bright crowns floating one by one, as if they have seen the vast universe with the king, conquered countless races, witnessed the surrender and rise and fall, and finally accompanied the death of its master And sleep here.

Countless crowns, like the countless Xiya emperors, are buried here.

Other than that, this space looks extraordinarily empty, with no extra decorations, and no breath of creatures.

Some things were restless in front of him, and some things quietly cast a glance at him, like a gaze, or some kind of mark.

There were some ripples in Zhong Yuchen's calm mental force, and under the control of No. [-], there was still some unavoidable reaction to that self-contained mental force field.

No. [-] tried his best to calm down the restlessness of his mental power, so as not to let it affect Zhong Yuchen, but obviously he couldn't do it.

After seeing the appearance of the mausoleum, Zhong Yuchen said to Zhong Chengyun and the others: "I feel what you said, the protection of the remaining spiritual power." He calmly commented: "It's quite interesting."

Finally Chengyun raised his eyes lightly, took in the unchanged blue halo in front of his eyes, then lowered his head, and said respectfully: "Does Your Majesty want to enter the mausoleum?"

"The protective cover of the mausoleum is very strong, do you need to let the gatekeeper come over?"

Watchmen?This sounded like the role of a sweeping monk, and finally Yuchen realized from the memory that he didn't know where he came from, shook his head lightly, stepped across the blue light screen...and was stopped.

The undead worms tried their best to drill into the light screen, but they couldn't get through. The light screen was like a very tough membrane, blocking them outside, not giving an inch.

Because of too much force, the body of the undead insect changed from a round shape to a flat shape, clinging to the light screen.

And the Tuoye tribe on the other shoulder was even worse. They didn't even get a chance to stick to the light screen-the light screen shone ominously in front of them, flashing and flashing, like some kind of warning.

Zhong Yuchen silently reached out and picked off the undead worms that were working hard, put them on the ground, and put the silver mask on the other side beside them.

"We want to go in." "Let's go in and play."

The undead insects made a loud noise, and the Tuoye tribe couldn't help but opened their eyes, pretending that they hadn't done anything, and peeked at Zhong Yuchen's expression.

"It won't let you in." Zhong Yuchen spread his hands to comfort them: "Wait a moment, I'll come out right away."

"I think it's fun inside." "Try again and bring us in." "I want to go in."

Undead Worm didn't mean to compromise at all.

"I'll go in first, if you can come in, come in by yourself, how about it?"

Zhong Yuchen calmed down the undead worm casually, quickened his pace, passed through the light screen without any hindrance, and entered the mausoleum that might help him recall how to operate the unique talent of each Xiya emperor after he came to power.

Fang passed through the protective shield, and finally Yuchen felt some pressure, which came from this unique spiritual force field.

Unlike the majestic and self-contained appearance he saw when observing, the interior of the spiritual force field is full of repulsive and opposing free spiritual power, which comes from the spiritual power of different Xiya creatures, gathered in a small In the space, while maintaining the calmness of the mental force field, they also maintained their respective independence.

Zhong Yuchen didn't go too deep into the mausoleum, and stopped after walking a few steps.

He looked up at the light clusters floating in mid-air. The light clusters, which were originally floating randomly, stopped their movements and directed their spiritual power to the suddenly powerful spiritual power.

They don't contain reason, but the light clusters contain certain memory fragments and skills, and have a kind of ignorant wisdom, which makes them more and more familiar to Zhong Yuchen.

The little light groups didn't stay calm for too long. After they confirmed the attraction of the other party to them, they reacted quickly.

Unrelated thoughts were still floating in Zhong Yuchen's mind, and the next second the opponent swooped down, thousands of light clusters rushed towards him, as if they were going to bury him alive.

Before Zhong Yuchen reacted, he glanced at No. [-]. No. [-] and No. [-], who were in the sea of ​​spiritual power, shrank in the corner of the sea of ​​spiritual power, and moved slowly when they received Zhong Yuchen's gaze. It moved—like bad signal, communication delay.

It seems that the mausoleum with the remaining spiritual power of countless Xiya emperors does have some wonderful functions.

The mental power condensed into a blue light film in front of Zhong Yuchen, the composition of which Zhong Yuchen referred to part of the structure of the spiritual power barrier on the satellite star area, and some were affected by the blue light film wrapped on the mausoleum he had just seen. Inspired, a protective shield constructed by taking the essence of the two structures together—although Yuchen Yu doesn't know what effect this mixture will have in the end.

But at least the function of protection and isolation should be... yes?

The small light clusters hit the light screen one by one, making substantial sounds, and couldn't stop for a while.

Zhong Yuchen looked out, and the small light balls that hit outside the light screen surrounded him densely one by one, like a super bright light bulb.

So, what are they rushing to do?

With the spirit of seeking truth from facts as a scientific researcher, Zhong Yuchen reached out and fished out a light ball from the outside. The light ball dangled in his hand. Before he could start researching, it softened into a puddle of liquid, which penetrated in the next second. into his skin.

Before Zhong Yuchen's frightened emotions could emerge, as the other party disappeared, some of the remaining memories and skills of the other party quickly surfaced in his mind - the little tricks about giving birth to the most powerful heir...

There are... a little hot eyes...

The dislike of this technique made Zhong Yuchen quickly clear out a storage area separated by mental power in the sea of ​​mental power, stuff this little trick and the remaining messy memories into it, and completely empty it from his mind.

But at least he understood the situation, and now the next question is...how to find the little trick to modify the gene sequence.

Zhong Yuchen watched as he stayed, attracting more and more Xiaotuanzi, his smile gradually disappeared.

This space is not large, and of course it is not small either. How many small light balls are there floating in midair? Perhaps it can be compared with another description: there are countless stars in the sky.

A sense of crisis emerged in Zhong Yuchen. He looked at the empty starry sky visible to the naked eye. He had no interest in turning himself into a super-sized light bulb, and of course he was even less interested in the idea of ​​absorbing all the light clusters— —He has inherited the will of the original body anyway, so he can't really destroy the entire empire.

As a responsible adult, Yuchen Yu decided to rely on his own efforts to slowly find the tricks to modify the gene sequence.

After a few minutes.

After trying to shout "The technique of modifying the gene sequence comes out" - to no avail, instead a bunch of small light balls rioted, smashing the protective shield with a bang.

After trying shit luck "maybe I can touch it at once" - there are a bunch of little tricks with their own characteristics in the storage area of ​​the spiritual power sea.

Finally Yuchen began to reflect on his original decision, maybe there are other ways?

He struggled to move a few meters towards the light screen, and the little light spheres followed him closely. Not only did he have the illusion of following him to the death, but he even had a desperate guess that they would follow him out of the mausoleum.

Zhong Yuchen stopped, thinking about life in the surrounded light screen.

The starry sky in the middle of the sky was missing a large area, and the small light balls around him were so densely packed that it was easy to cause psychological discomfort.

I think there is only one way, no, my noble moral sentiment will not allow me to do this!

Zhong Yuchen glanced at the air idly, and suddenly had a new question——wait a minute, wasn't a large area already empty just now?

Why does it seem that there are more small light balls when I raise my eyes?

With difficulty, Zhong Yuchen's mental power stretched out some perception from the pressured mental force field, trying to find out what happened in it.

After a few seconds.

He stared at the direction of the crown and fell into deep thought, isn't this a one-off?Is it renewable?

In his perception, the crowns seemed to trigger some strange switch, and new small balls of light emerged one after another, drifting unsteadily into the midair, filling the gaps in the starry sky.

This miraculous sight aroused a little curiosity in Zhong Yuchen, and he deepened his mental power a little, trying to analyze what was contained in the crown that caused it to behave like this.

Crown refused his spiritual power to go deep, and gently but firmly pushed him away.

This may be the first time that Zhong Yuchen has been rejected spiritually.

This made him brave the pressure of advancing in a swamp, move his mental power, and tried one by one on the group of crowns, but was rejected one by one.

The crown itself does not have any wonderful technology beyond the imagination of the creatures. They are just ordinary crowns, just like the crowns worn on the heads of every Xiya emperor. Impact.

Zhong Yuchen was very curious about the other party's structure and principles, but obviously there were always some little secrets in the ancient empire, judging from their rejection of him, this belonged to that little secret.

The small light balls outside the protective cover were still making "bang bang bang" impact sounds, reminding Zhong Yuchen of their existence.

Maybe I should let them in?

Zhong Yuchen glanced at the big light bulbs that were getting brighter and brighter around him, and his mental power hovered on the crown that slowed down the production of small light balls in the distance. Since it was not a one-off, he absorbed all these small light balls It shouldn't matter, right?

Zhong Yuchen hesitantly withdrew the mental power covering him, the blue shield disappeared without a sound, and the light spheres swarmed up to completely cover him.

This is a very strange feeling.

Countless liquids surrounded him, and they rushed towards his body. Fortunately, Yuchen's mental strength was wide enough to accept the stream that kept pouring in.

Zhong Yuchen clearly knew that he was in a state of stillness, but at the same time, his mental power was far more busy than before.

Because of the temporary bad signal on No. [-], he had no choice but to do it himself. After the inexplicable tricks and memories kept pouring out of his mind, he diligently opened up the storage area of ​​the spiritual power sea, and removed them from his mind respectively. Stuffed into the ocean of spiritual power.

The space used by the human brain is limited. After being filled with things, it will not open up new space, which will only cause the brain to run slowly or even crash. But compared with this, his mental power is almost unlimited.

After eliminating all the sources of pollution from his mind, Yuchen Yuchen had no time to heave a sigh of relief. The small light spheres that followed were almost endless, leaving no time for him to breathe.

After Zhong Yuchen mechanized the entire process of receiving small light balls-opening up a new space of spiritual power-throwing into skills and memories, the speed of the small light balls finally slowed down, allowing Zhong Yuchen to take time to look into the distance Eye.

The bright starry sky became sparse, and the little balls of light slowly approached him listlessly, then slowly bumped into him, and then slowly melted into his body.

Only now did Yuchen have time to search for tips for modifying gene sequences in the sea of ​​mental power he had messed up.

The huge consciousness swept across the sea of ​​mental power, but couldn't find the target, and went back to scan again, but still couldn't find it.

Zhong Yuchen fell into deep thought, could it be that he was wrong from the beginning?

This is a place where the skills of every Xiya emperor can be obtained, but it may not be the place where the real core secret of the Xiya race is passed down.

Zhong Yuchen pondered hesitantly, and noticed a trace of strangeness, which was mixed in the light cluster that was slowly rushing up, and disappeared in a flash.

The mausoleum has his own spiritual stance and does not accept the leadership and influence of other spiritual powers, which makes it difficult for Zhong Yuchen's spiritual power to walk in the mausoleum, as if he is slowly moving forward in a swamp under heavy pressure. Every step of investigation is very sloppy, and it is completely impossible to achieve the efficiency of knowing what happened at a glance in the outside world.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Yuchen's mental power, which was slowly swept through, could not find the source of the flashing strange feeling. He diverted his attention, glanced at the light ball that was slowly approaching in mid-air, and suddenly turned to face it. walk around.

He walked extremely fast, almost reaching the edge of the light screen in three or two steps.

Before leaving the mausoleum, Zhong Yuchen paused slightly, and once again caught a slight fluctuation that was almost imperceptible, hidden in the chaotic mental force field, it disappeared in a flash, like the most common fluctuation.

Sure enough, there was something.

Zhong Yuchen turned his head sideways, and slowly glanced around the peaceful mausoleum. Except for the small floating ball of light, the whole space was so dead that it fit his perception of the mausoleum.

hide.

Zhong Yuchen withdrew his gaze and stepped out of the light screen. The light screen fluctuated. He didn't notice any abnormality and left this independent fantasy space smoothly.

no offence?

Zhong Yuchen lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds before he noticed all the eyes on him.

He was also a little surprised. He glanced at the people who were waiting quietly, and his tone turned into doubt: "How long have you been waiting?"

Finally Chengyun calculated the time and quickly answered His Majesty's question: "About an hour."

On the [-]st, it finally recovered from stuttering to smooth [Master, when we were in the mausoleum, there was a huge barrier of consciousness that isolated us from communicating with you...]

No. [-] is also scrambling to unfold the screen: I judge that it is a defense measure that comes with the mausoleum, perhaps to preserve the inheritance contained in the mausoleum.

One doesn't share his point of view 【This consciousness is alive, and it is an extremely powerful force that can easily isolate us from your connection in the mind. 】

His tone became cautious [Master, it is currently impossible to find out what he is, and it is also impossible to determine whether he only covers the mausoleum or the entire palace, or the entire main star. In this case, I suggest you better Get out of here first.For your safety. 】

It seems that their reaction was much bigger than mine. Zhong Yuchen glanced at the peaceful mausoleum behind him, didn't express any opinion on it, and turned his attention back to Zhong Chengyun.

He nodded, didn't point out the difference between the passage of time outside the mausoleum and the passage of time inside the mausoleum, but calmly led them away from the scope of the mausoleum without making a sound.

The undead worms hopped around his feet for a long time, found a good time, slithered onto Zhong Yuchen's shoulders, returned to the shape of the pendant, and said loudly: "I can't get in."

"It's strange, I can't get in anyway."

"Sia's creatures are amazing."

Zhong Yuchen stopped, hung the silver mask that secretly opened his eyes to see him on his shoulder, and then continued walking forward.

"By the way, did Your Majesty find the inheritance?" Finally Chengyun followed him a few steps before asking softly.

On the land outside the mausoleum, Zhong Yuchen felt the feeling of spiritual power flowing on the ground like an arm commanding him. The powerful ability returned to him, and the cognition of birth and death reappeared, and he seemed to break free. The restricted bird spreads its wings again under the free sky.

Compared with the feeling of moving forward in the difficult swamp just now, this feeling is really enjoyable.

"I didn't find what I was looking for, but I found a bunch of messy things." Finally Yuchen threw his mental power back to No. [-], leaving a handful for himself before muttering: "I don't think this is very good. .”

"Ah?" Finally Chengyun continued with some doubts.

"Let me think of other ways." Zhong Yuchen turned back to the topic, his thoughts still stuck in the mausoleum just now.

"What does Your Majesty mean?" Finally Chengyun realized something, looked up at Zhong Yuchen, not sure: "Your Majesty already has an idea?"

"A rough idea." Zhong Yuchen paused for a few seconds, and added: "A small attempt."

In fact, this is not trivial at all, and it is even enough to make history.

But at present, for Zhong Yuchen, this is really just a superficial idea.

How shallow is it?

So shallow that he only had one thought, but no specific plan at all.

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