The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

Having been in seclusion for a long time, Scarlet began to miss her sister and the children.

Getting together after hundreds of years, they finally had fun and talked about everything that had happened while she was away.

From the simulated eruption of dark disaster, the tier 13 treasures, to every improvement and creation they had made.

While talking about the past, they didn’t forget to celebrate her advancement to the Absolute Realm.

With another Absolute added to the Shadowcrest family, they felt happier than ever.

As Scarlet laughed with them, she suddenly remembered the memory that resurfaced after advancing to the Absolute Realm.

“Maximus, I finally remembered the coordinate of the Universe Plane.”

“Oh? Where is it?”

Maximus promised himself that once he had enough strength, he would rebuild the Universe Plane.

The first step was knowing its last known coordinate.

Although he didn’t have the strength yet, it was better to prepare early.

“It’s beyond the endless chaotic void, in another chaos void region.”

“Huh? Not in the Planar Chaos Region?”

Maximus remembered they had only wandered in the chaotic void for a few hundred billion epochs, then arrived in the Aeon Plane.

Such a short time wasn’t enough to cross the endless void.

After all, even Mira, who had traveled the endless chaotic void hoping to reach another chaos region, had failed after trillions of epochs.

“I’m sure. It’s in another chaos void region. It seemed we got lucky along the way and passed through multiple chaos vortexes, finally reaching the Aeon Plane,” Scarlet explained with a sigh.

It looked like it would still be long before they could rebuild their old homeland.

“I see…”

“Can we still go back there?”

“Don’t worry. Someday, once we’re strong enough, we can go there as we please. Even if we don’t have the time, we can send our descendants in our place,” Maximus said with a comforting joke.

“That’s fine…” Reassured, Scarlet’s smile returned.

Back in good spirits, Scarlet continued to have fun with the others.

—

Three hundred thousand years later…

After celebrating Scarlet’s advancement, the entire Shadowcrest family got to work.

Especially Maximus. As he fine-tuned the newly created Ether Device, it began to churn, generating pure origin energy out of thin air.

Unfortunately, the device broke down before it could fully condense the plane origin.

“Failed again,” Maximus sighed.

During these few hundred thousand years, he had finally completed the microchip for the Ether Device.

However, fine-tuning it to work with the device was another problem.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a major issue. He estimated it would be done in about 20 thousand more years.

Initially, he could have finished optimizing the Ether Device long ago, but something else delayed him.

Tossing the broken Ether Device into the junkyard to be recycled later, Maximus went to meet up with his wives.

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Arriving at another experimental room, where his wives were extracting plane origin in the chaos grass, Maximus began to ask about their work.

“How’s the extraction of the chaos grass?”

“Thanks to you, husband, we finally stabilized a 30% extraction rate!” Hazel muttered, excited.

From barely 10%, the chaos grass extraction had reached 30%.

It might seem low, but this was the extraction of plane origin, an energy even an Overlord couldn’t handle.

“That’s good. Our work hasn’t been in vain.”

Most of their time had been spent researching how to extract energy from chaos grass.

Now that the extraction rate had stabilized at 30%, they could finally begin the next phase of their plan.

“What about the automated extraction machine? How’s it doing?”

“It’s already done! Thanks to the ether chip, it can run fully automated without losing any efficiency!”

The ether chip Maximus created was a miracle wonder, containing a miniature version of himself.

Carrying his power, it could do nearly everything he could, as long as it had the right external systems.

With it, producing a few automated extraction machines had gone off without a hitch.

“Then we can begin the extraction of plane origin!” Maximus said with a wide arc on his lips.

Over the past three hundred thousand years, the chaos grass had reached full saturation.

Growing on the edge of the Aeon Plane, it could directly absorb the chaos energy flowing in from outside.

As a plane, the Aeon Plane passively absorbed chaos energy like it was food, fuel, and sunlight for its growth.

Although this was harmful for the creatures living inside it, it was top-grade nourishment for the plane itself.

Unfortunately, for that very reason, Maximus couldn’t let the chaos grass grow unchecked.

If there were too much chaos grass, it would siphon away the chaos energy the Aeon Plane needed to survive and grow.

Like weeds choking a garden, too much chaos grass would become a cancer to the plane.

As for planting the chaos grass outside the plane to directly absorb those seemingly endless chaos energy?

Much less the dark beast that would ravage anything, the chaos grass itself couldn’t survive without the laws of the plane.

This harsh truth immediately crushed his dream of earning trillions of units of plane origin every day.

Following the rate at which the Aeon Plane passively absorbs chaos energy, they could harvest about ten million chaos grass every day.

In a thousand years, it could support the multiplication of about 3.6 quadrillion chaos grass.

With the current efficiency of the automated extraction machines, they could harvest around 3 million units of plane origin daily.

“Too much! Too much! I couldn’t imagine such a large amount of plane origin!” Skye muttered, eyes wide with excitement.

They knew Maximus could only produce about 700 units of plane origin per day.

Harvesting 3 million meant over 4,000 times more than before!

“Oh my~ imagine what we could do with all that!”

Used to rationing Maximus’ pitiful 700-unit daily output, they were already fantasizing about life with 3 million.

“You guys…” Maximus scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Although he admitted he didn’t give them enough plane origin, they still received far more than the Overlords.

The Overlords only got about 1,000 units of plane origin per year, while his wives were getting 3,000 to 5,000.

“We’re just dreaming about what we could use it for.”

After all, who wouldn’t be dazzled with 3 million flooding in their pockets every day?

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