Chapter 665 - Chapter 665: Chapter 369 The Arrival and You Cai Weirdo_2 (1/2)

Chapter 665: Chapter 369 The Arrival and You Cai Weirdo_2

On the contrary,

he couldn’t wait for someone to master this cultivation technique, and even hoped they’d be more powerful than himself.

In future battles against his subordinates, he might just have some help.

With that thought,

Chen Sheng’s fingers flew over the keyboard.

He directly edited the Breaking Limit Technique into a document and sent it to Li Wuji.

The message had just been sent

when it showed that the recipient had accepted it.

It seemed Li Wuji was always watching his mobile phone screen, waiting for Chen Sheng to share the techniques.

But merely a few seconds later,

another message came in.

[Li Wuji: ….Can this technique actually be practiced?]

At that moment,

Li Wuji sat in his office, his expression extremely odd.

Chen Sheng’s Breaking Limit Technique… wasn’t that it was unfeasible.

But to be honest,

he ran through the strong individuals he knew in his mind.

It seemed that besides Chen Sheng himself,

this technique was the kind that would kill anyone who tried it.

To let one’s body continuously endure nuclear fusion and fission twenty-four hours a day, with the power increasing over time,

who the hell could withstand that?!

[Chen Sheng: I managed to master it though.]

[Maybe someone else will be able to in the future.]

Maybe there will be.

But I probably won’t live to see that day,

Li Wuji mused silently.

He felt that being able to meet a freak like Chen Sheng in his lifetime was already extremely rare.

He dared not hope for anything more.

Just like that,

after expressing his thanks,

the two of them chatted idly for a bit.

Soon,

Chen Sheng cut off the chat.

“Huh—”

He took a deep breath.

Tucked his phone back into his pocket,

Chen Sheng was about to close his eyes.

Hmm?

Suddenly,

he seemed to sense something.

He looked up at the sky.

Chen Sheng’s gaze pierced through the endless distance,

all the way to…. beyond the planet.

————

Outer space.

In the boundless pitch-dark expanse floated one planet after another.

Some were entirely ochre, with rings formed by planetary debris and cosmic dust all around.

Others were a mixture of yellow and white, massive in size and clearly layered in color.

At a glance,

there were eight planets, orbiting around the central sun that resembled a blazing fireball.

This place,

was the Solar System.

The world where Chen Sheng lived,

was one of these eight planets.

Serene,

vast,

such was the main theme of the universe.

Since the dawn of civilization, and even earlier times,

the Solar System had always been as it is now, with little change.

But at this moment,

the unchanging starry sky,

was experiencing a slight alteration.

Near the sun,

space suddenly became extremely distorted.

It was as if a black hole had formed there, devouring everything around it.

Even light couldn’t escape its endless pull.

But this scene did not last very long.

As the twisted black hole continued to shrink,

a figure abruptly appeared out of nowhere.

It was a comical being clad in a coat, and thick with layers of oil paint from head to toe.

It kept glancing behind itself, in a clear state of panic.

The mouth covered in oil paint kept opening and closing.

Although no sound could be heard, one could roughly distinguish the message from the shape of the lips.

“Going to die, going to die, going to die.”

That was the phrase the oil paint alien repeated over and over.

This clone of his was already seriously injured.

He had just hidden in a world, planning to heal his body while simultaneously looking for some fun.

But,

before he could find any amusement,

the subordinates’ squad had already caught up.

They pursued ceaselessly as he fled.

And now this clone, with scarcely any strength left,

would certainly be overtaken and killed by the subordinates if he continued to flee.

To die would be to die,

but the key issue was,

he hadn’t had enough fun yet!

The civilizations he encountered were either extremely boring or too fragile to endure his modifications.

Plus, the thing someone asked him to find was nowhere to be seen.

To die now,

would be too much of a loss.

“Think! Get your brain working at full speed!!!”

The oil paint alien flailed about, repeatedly hitting his own head.

Suddenly,