"The giant hat jellyfish is very huge, with a length of over a hundred meters. In fact, strictly speaking, it is not a jellyfish, but a group of jellyfish."

"In this group, some jellyfish are responsible for eating, some are responsible for swimming, and a group of creatures live like a creature, but they can separate themselves when they need to reproduce."

“I think we can try to learn from them too.”

Hearing Charles' words, someone asked, "Our flesh and blood can be shared, and even consciousness is not difficult, but do you think it is helpful to deal with 002 and Ftan in the center of the earth? We are not their opponents at all."

"I didn't say I wanted to deal with Fotan. Can you listen to me first?" Charles looked at the man with dissatisfaction. Only after contacting so much of himself did Charles realize that he was so annoying.

"When some knowledge cannot bear too much, we need more people to share it at the same time."

"What knowledge? What knowledge do we need to share?"

"All the knowledge we have after becoming God is the key to our dealing with Fotan." Charles finally expressed his purpose.

"What did Charles, the God-becoming God, think and what his purpose is. We can try to thoroughly analyze one to fully understand him."

"I have thought a lot and calculated a lot during this period. No matter how many filings I have, the final success rate is pitifully small."

"We must understand what He is, what God is, and blindly avoiding is useless. We must master higher-dimensional power to have some vitality, otherwise we will not even be able to protect ourselves."

"Of course, a knowledge of existence in the gods can easily make us become gods in an instant, so we need to divide it into many portions, each person takes one portion, and then gather it when using it. In this way, we will have much less pressure."

This method is very dangerous. No one knows how strong he is after becoming a god.

Capturing and thoroughly dissecting a god-becoming self, the worst outcome is likely to be wiped out.

No one spoke on the long table, they silently calculated gains and losses.

"I know this plan is dangerous, so I came up with it later. After all, the other filings that can be thought of are almost ready, right? This is the only thing we do now."

"Vote now, the minority obeys the majority." After Charles said that, I was the first to raise my hand.

"I don't want to live until the moment when the end of the world comes. If I die with hope in the confrontation with myself now, it might be a good thing, I agree." A Charles raised his metal left arm.

He raised his hands one by one. When he saw that half of the number was over, Charles gently slapped the table, and different planes quickly appeared on the table. Charles, who had become a god, quickly became a god.

They look roughly the same, both of them are strange meat balls floating in the sea.

Black soft scales, pumped blood vessels, tilted internal organs, wriggling tentacles, and slightly opened yellow eyeballs, these things form the body of Charles after becoming a god.

Since they all looked almost the same, there was nothing to choose from, and soon there was only one plane left on the desktop.

That was the Charles who became a god when he tempted Fotan.

"How do we get over? Everyone's subjects are blocking the hole." Suddenly, one person asked the most critical point, and now all Charles can't move.

Charles knocked his brain. "We don't need to stay there when we split, block the hole. I've tried it before. We'll do it for one fifth, and the remaining four-fifths can be used for something else."

"Will the consciousness be divided?"

Charles looked at him, "It's time, what's the matter?"

All the divisions of Charles began. The flesh columns that were supposed to be standing on the rock formations and the sea collapsed one after another. The pool of flesh and blood at the entrance of the cave blocked the entrance like a door.

Soon, in the plane of Charles, who had become a god, everyone gathered. The piles of flesh and blood islands in the deep sea were almost spread into a continent.

In the center of them is the Charles who has become a god.

Although he had been surrounded, He seemed to have not seen it, floating there without moving.

Facing himself as a god, Charles and others did not dare to be careless, and their flesh and blood began to merge, and their consciousness began to connect together.

"Let's be connected, but don't be too close. If you swallow another one, you will know what the outcome will happen." Charles said to others in his consciousness.

Soon they eventually formed a huge flesh and blood pocket that was hundreds of kilometers long, and their mutual fusion even caused the instability of space. Some space-time cracks appeared and disappeared around them.

After a little accustomed to it, they began to move, slowly wrapping the entire meat ball in their huge pockets.

As they thought at the same time, the densely wriggling flesh and blood began to grow on the meat ball, trying to replace the positions of the things above.

However, an unexpected thing happened. Tentacles squirmed on the flesh ball but did not sense any entity, as if it was just an illusion or projection.

Various sensory organs began to grow inside the pocket and began to observe the situation of the meat ball.

"This is just its appearance, its real body is deeper in the angle. Who learns to control the angle from Tuba? Try another angle."

With Charles' command, the angles began to switch. Charles at each level looked different, and the only thing that was the same was that they had no entity.

The incredible and even terrifying darkness was invisible, the shining ball of light and the laughing winged objects kept appearing and disappearing around them.

Perhaps these things are very dangerous to others, but for Charles today, they are the ones who want to escape.

Finally they came to the bottom floor, which was difficult to describe in human language. The only thing they could say was that it was very bright, so bright that they could clearly see each other's internal organs.

The Charles, who could change the angle, reminded him: "Don't think about it, this place is very strange, and you can dream of anything you think here."

No one was thinking about it, because all Charles were stunned, they saw that the ball of meat wrapped in them was still there, but it only turned into one eye, a yellowish-brown eyeball,

The eye stalk that grew under the eyeball continued to spread behind the flesh wall outside.

"Flesh wall?" All Charles grew eyes on the outside of their pockets at the same time.

They saw a layer of squirming flesh walls that had surrounded them from the outside.

What made Charles even more confused was the yellow eyes scattered all over the flesh wall, and those eyeballs were so familiar.

After quickly searching for the memory, Charles saw the same eyeball the moment he arrived at the surface.
Chapter completed!