133: Chapter 133 The Chosen One, the Zerg Virus

Name: Li Xiang. Realm: Mortal. Special Fate: [Pseudo-Son of the Plane].

To tell the truth, Chen Mo did not expect to run into an existence with a special fate in such a remote little mountain village.

Although it was just the most common Pseudo-Son of the Plane, it was definitely the biggest harvest for Chen Mo since entering the Sub-Primordial Era.

There was no need to doubt it; Chen Mo had already marked Li Xiang as his own meal.

It was a pity that the Death Bell had not yet produced a second Concept Bullet.

And even if there really were one, Chen Mo would most likely use it for himself, rather than using it to enslave a Pseudo-Son of the Plane who had not yet grown up.

"Let's use this village as the origin point and expand outwards!"

Chen Mo scanned this mortal village, and the gate of the divine domain had already appeared before him.

In the blink of an eye, over a thousand people, or rather, over a thousand Jikai Race, knelt before Chen Mo.

"God Lord!"

The thousand people spoke in unison, while not forgetting to activate their built-in detection units to observe this strange world.

"Hmm."

Chen Mo nodded slightly, then looked at X110, who was dressed like an old Taoist priest behind him.

Without Chen Mo needing to say anything, X110 had already begun connecting to the Digital Pan-Will.

In a few microseconds, the various intelligence he had collected over these days had already been transmitted to the Digital Pan-Will, and from the Digital Pan-Will, it was passed on to these Jikai Race.

Jikai Race!

Intelligence sharing, information sharing, high-level simulation.

Coupled with their nearly absolute rational way of handling things, there was no one more suitable for infiltration than them.

Looking at the Jikai Race, each transformed into the appearance of a cultivator, Chen Mo thought for a moment and slowly uttered a sentence.

"Let's call it the Dao Thief Sect!"

"Yes!"

X110 immediately responded, a glint of sharpness flashing in his eyes.

According to the God Lord's plan.

They would attempt to join major cultivation families or small sects as rogue cultivators. As for how the Jikai Race would deceive those cultivators, Chen Mo was not worried about that.

Ordinary Jikai Race indeed could not fully simulate spiritual power, but the Analysis Body, created specifically for simulation, could pass off the fake as genuine.

"A mortal village of nearly a thousand people only added less than 0.001% to the interference value. To satisfy the activation conditions of the 'Dao Thief', I still have to take action against cultivators or large mortal cities."

Thinking this, Chen Mo could not help but curl his lips into a cruel smile.

He dared not think about slaughtering a Mortal Domain, but if it were just to stir up conflict within a Mortal Domain from behind the scenes and fish in troubled waters, that was still achievable.

"Begin."

"Yes, God Lord."

Nearly a thousand Analysis Body responded in unison, and then, relying on the basic intelligence transmitted to them by X110, they flew off in all directions.

"God Lord, over at the cave..."

After all the Jikai Race had left, Aaron said with some concern.

His current rank was limited; although the Mycelium Lord domain could continue to grow, the speed was extremely limited.

This village was a full hundred miles away from that cave, and he simply could not cover such a long distance in a short time.

"Rest assured, I have other arrangements there."

Chen Mo chuckled, a yellow-brown halo flashed under his feet, and his figure had already returned to the cave.

The gate of the divine domain opened again, and two figures slowly walked out from within, kneeling on one knee before Chen Mo.

"Phantom Dream {Soul One}, pays respect to the God Lord!"

"God Lord, you have returned!"

In the Longevity Blessed Land, Chen Mo, who had fallen into a deep sleep while leaning against the longevity immortal stone, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Little Plague, who had been silently guarding him by his side.

"Hmm!"

Chen Mo smiled, stood up, and prepared to go to Mech City.

The time flow in the Sub-Primordial Era was the same as the Main World. He had spent nearly a day in the Canglan Mortal Domain, and nearly a hundred days had passed in the Divine Domain.

And according to his estimates, this amount of time was enough for those "insect eggs" to hatch.

Not long after, in Mech City, beside that imitation Zerg brood nest.

Chen Mo carefully observed the insect eggs in the brood nest that already showed signs of cracking, and nodded gently.

"It's about time!"

Purple light bloomed, and the godhead crystal appeared abruptly.

Without Chen Mo needing to do anything, a "star" with a faint silver light flew out from the Plague Godhead, headed straight for a certain insect egg in the brood nest, and instantly merged into it.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Time passed second by second, and Chen Mo and the Jikai Race were also waiting quietly. Finally...

"Click, click..."

A crisp cracking sound came.

That insect egg covered with dark red blood-colored patterns was already covered with cracks.

"Crack!"

Accompanying the crisp sound of the shell breaking, an insect leg resembling a sickle reached out.

In the blink of an eye, a "fierce creature" about a meter long appeared in the artificial brood nest.

Those blood-colored insect eyes collided with Chen Mo's gaze at the first moment, and then it knelt devoutly on the ground.

In the cognition of the vast majority of people, the Zerg were one of the most difficult kin to tame; this was the "anti-faith mechanism" that the Zerg Queen engraved into the genes of her "subjects".

Therefore, there were very few gods who truly regarded the Zerg as their main kin, but Chen Mo was an exception.

Because the virus he injected into the Zerg could also rewrite genes, and it was even superior.