My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 588 - 550: Building the 4th Mental Hospital

Chapter 588: Chapter 550: Building the 4th Mental Hospital

On the other side.

The Power Council’s Interstellar Cross Square, known as the center of justice in the entire cosmos, where all allied civilizations exchange ideas and work together to protect and maintain the natural environment.

This is considered one of the most bustling locations in the cosmos.

Located at the very center of this cosmic egg, this central position not only facilitates handling emergencies from all over but also exudes undisguised confidence.

In the cosmos, the highest realm can only be the Divine Level, and for them, they have mastered Divine Level to the point where those outside dark matter civilizations dare not attack their stronghold.

But now, alarms are blaring across the entire square.

The atmospheric screen overhead displays some images; one by one, the wormholes begin to appear as holes, and some civilizations that have been locked out for a long time are bursting back in, like beggars who have been starving for countless years, storming a supermarket for a wild shopping spree, carting off all kinds of matter.

The entire land is spreading the breath of freedom, leaving these cosmic peacekeeping forces stunned in shock.

"What is happening?"

"Are the wormholes accelerating again?"

"What kind of organization is able to have so many traitors among us?"

"It’s not the number that’s the issue, but their speed is too fast, their distribution too wide..."

"An unprecedented variable, a cataclysmic change throughout ancient and future eras."

...

All perceptive individuals sense a storm brewing.

The initial batch of one hundred million pits at the beginning turned out to be just test subjects, and now that bizarre evil organization is truly starting large-scale destruction of the natural environment.

Many people recall that eerie flesh-and-blood life discovered outside the cosmos, and the succession of strange occurrences makes everyone feel completely uneasy.

In chaotic times, malefactors inevitably arise.

"Cruel, savage, in those actions I feel full of malicious intent... Is it going to spawn cruel, evil villains...?"

A mysterious voice echoes in everyone’s ears.

...

Subspace Sea.

Someone’s father, Barro, is fleeing.

These days, both sides are urgently hunting each other down, trying to capture the other.

Barro’s father is fleeing with a group of council strongmen, navigating subspace, unable to return to the Main Universe, they can only endure on the opponent’s turf, continuously hiding and escaping.

"You can’t escape."

"Luckily this guy can’t enter the Main Universe, otherwise if you took him back, we’d really have no way against you, because within the cosmos, your combat power as Divine Level is indeed too strong."

A cold, indifferent voice rises behind them.

In recent days, both sides have been increasing strongmen and mobilizing vast military forces, vying for this unprecedented colossal change.

A blade capable of killing at the Undying Level.

With this person, dark matter can return, dispose of those bodies, replenish the lost matter of the cosmos, and bring it back to life.

But in the next moment, the pursuing strongmen on both sides simultaneously receive a transmission.

"This is impossible..." Luo Xu suddenly exclaims: "Could this be a diversion, drawing away a large amount of our forces, attracting our attention."

Now that it’s considered, it’s very likely.

Because when they started investigating who was frantically opening space wormholes, suddenly this guy appeared, drawing their attention away, reducing the investigation of that criminal, deploying vast military force here.

Now, continuing to open wormholes on a large scale, it leaves them suddenly bewildered.

"If we return to support the main cosmos, and capture that criminal mining wormholes, wouldn’t that mean giving up this mystifying individual that’s just within reach?"

For a moment, they develop hesitations.

...

Swoosh.

Planet after planet is rapidly crushed, vast amounts of debris, water flows, magma, are swiftly absorbed out of subspace.

Boom!

A giant earthen hand reaches into the cosmos, continually scooping up planets.

It is indeed the true Earth God Geb, only seven years old, after his father lured everyone away, he secretly left and now discovered the opened wormhole, starting to eagerly extract matter from space.

"Can’t I go in?"

"Those guys in mecha, if they take off their clothes and go bare-bottomed, can enter the cosmos, it is truly enviable."

Geb shows a bit of longing, deeply fascinated by the world inside the cosmos.

"Wait, what’s that?" Geb suddenly sees the guys digging far away.

They are not technology-sided mechas; rather they are flesh-and-blood beings similar to himself, walking in the void cosmos.

A punch.

A punch.

A punch.

Their fists are remarkably large, like Peacock Mantis Shrimp, swinging bubbles, crazily punching holes into space.

"Hey, friends over there, are you from the same race?" Geb gets excited; although he was born with knowledge, his extremely high intelligence still makes him essentially a child, feeling isolated facing those technological alien races.

"I’m here!" Geb reaches through a hole, wildly waving his hand at those kindred.

Those extraordinary creatures ignore him and continue moving forward.

A punch.

A punch.

"How infuriating, do you not understand me talking?" Geb grows frustrated, considering crushing these damned weaklings if he could get in.

Those guys keep moving further away.

Geb ultimately loudly asks: "I can’t get in, can only develop outside, but at least tell me your name?"

Their figures in the starry sky grow more distant, a series of holes continue appearing, but eventually, a voice arises.

"Fist."

...

...

"Not bad."

In the endless Star River, Li Qing stands firm upon a sun.

Blazing flames envelop him entirely, igniting surroundings, forming waves of fiery undercurrents, yet having no effect on him.

This is his first time creating worlds outside the Crystal Wall chamber, building civilizations, creating races.

The feeling is not bad.

But is this truly outside the Crystal Wall chamber?

Li Qing’s lips curl into a slight smile.

If the cosmos keeps shrinking, isn’t it just another Crystal Wall chamber?

That cosmic membrane, isn’t it just the Crystal Wall?

"From today forward, this place will be the fourth mental institution in the future."

Li Qing slowly opens his eyes, revealing a strange glint: "The fourth map...and encompassing the previous three mental institutions."

Here, opening holes everywhere to develop his Divine Level civilization, is like a celestial calamity in the cosmos.

Within the Incomprehensible Level realm, he certainly is not their match, but if limited to mere Divine Level, restricted in combat power, isn’t it worth trying to confront this map?

At least, flourishing everywhere.

If he can’t beat these environmental organizations, why not run?

Making holes everywhere, destroying the environment, as the cosmos slowly shrinks, they can only fume helplessly!

"Continue to propagate single-cells, spreading creatures one by one." Li Qing takes a deep breath, gallivanting with numerous Ancient Dragons in the Star Sea, crazily creating life.

Swoosh.

In the Star Sea, white dragons soar from all directions, nurturing countless lives.

Not long now, this brand-new Crystal Wall chamber will greet an original civilization, and continually develop into a truly epic mythical era.