Millions of spoons were knocked at the same time, and Sanjiu was quickly covered in bruises.

The unlucky guy who brought the spoon before was knocked to death in a short period of time.

High-dimensional creatures also need life structures. The form of physical ascender is difficult to achieve in high-dimensionality. Although everyone can also swallow more matter and energy to strengthen themselves, they must be constructed according to certain life forms.

It is never possible to treat a neutron as the body as before.

It can be said that when a physical ascenator can be realized in a high-dimensional state, he should be a final producer.

What's more, the spoon is hit by an absolute real injury. No matter what species it is, it will inevitably be damaged and cannot be cured.

Sanjiu was upset and went crazy for a while, and then felt that his body had been damaged by one percent.

If this continues, you will die soon.

"The damaged body tissue must be abandoned." Sanjiu of course wanted to get this out and remove the 'dead flesh' to repair the damage with energy.

But... he has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

I saw that he finally removed all the damaged parts of his body, and after removing one percent of the substance, he did not repair himself.

Instead, he anxiously caters to the spoon and let it hurt some undamaged areas.

The spoon does not have obsessive-compulsive disorder. If a million spoons are smashed, it may not be covered every inch of the body. Often, some places are repeatedly smashed, and some places are not smashed.

This made Sanjiu feel extremely uncomfortable. If you want to smash it evenly, how can you not smash these places?

In this way, every time he had to wait for every inch of his body to be injured before he could directly "molt" and let his unharmed body shrink away from the damaged skin.

This is also tiring.

"This level can't kill me. I just need to keep changing my body." Sanjiu gradually became familiar with the spoon. Whenever the spoon fell, he could skillfully replace the 'incurable' molecules.

"How much energy do you have to survive? As far as I know, each of you high-dimensional strong people has a limited share of energy." Bai Ge said.

The high-dimensional strong men are all determined to become end-producers, and their high-energy experiments are being done day after day.

I don’t know how many billions of years I have done more experiments than the number of atoms on Earth.

But personal energy is limited. Once it is exhausted, it is almost impossible to become a last-time owner. Except for someone who is killed or reduced in public anger and can divide the energy into another wave of energy, I am afraid that the only way to use his own life as the last energy.

That is, ignite yourself, get energy, and do your last dream-chasing experiment in life.

If you fail, you will be successful.

Sanjiu, some energy can support his experimental consumption for at least one billion years.

But... when he heard Bai Ge mention this, he suddenly felt a little crazy and ferocious.

"My tens of billions of years of hard work is ruined. You don't know what a person who has lost his dream will do..."

Bai Ge was stunned, and then he realized what Sanjiu, who had suddenly gone wild in the center of the earth, had done something to regret for the rest of his life: he destroyed the experimental data himself.

If he starts over with so many precious data, the remaining energy will only be enough for him to recover the progress he has already walked.

But it is almost impossible for those who want to make progress and pursue their dreams of being a last-birth child.

Sanjiu, lost his dream ahead of schedule.

"Did you delete your research data?" Bai Ge said with a smile.

Sanjiu looked at Bai Ge hatred, and he knew that this inexplicable anxiety and inexplicable obsessive-compulsive disorder must have been caused by Bai Ge.

If the enemy attacks, he has countless ways to protect the data.

But he was not afraid of his own weakness and deleted the database.

This is a sad story.

"I, Sanjiu, give up research. All property belongs to the public. Please help me." Sanjiu suddenly said loudly.

This sound, under the control of mathematical weapons, appears in the residences of all high-dimensional creatures in the universe.

For a moment, it resounded throughout the high-dimensional world.

"What happened? Sanjiu." A voice quickly appeared in this space and time, stirring up the infinite sub-foam.

Immediately afterwards, more and more high-dimensional powerhouses paid attention to this place.

"The three nine stars are gone?"

"You are willing to give up, this is not like you."

"What happened that made you give up on your own way?"

All kinds of sounds are filled with incredible things.

What is your own way? I will sacrifice my life and pursue my dreams no matter what. I will do anything for this.

This is put into the fantasy worldview, which is to implement the original mind's obsession with seeking the truth.

But now, Sanjiu has cut off his future and is no longer pursuing his dreams.

For scientists, this behavior is equivalent to the sudden disbandment of the Jie Sect by the leader of Tongtian and saying: I have given up on that great way, and I want to join the Acharya Sect.

It was shocking and puzzled by everyone.

Of course, this kind of thing is still possible. After all, one of the cohesions of the Truth Society is that any of the forty-two people will be able to benefit from it, and at least you can take a look at the ultimate truth and die before you die.

This makes it possible for one of them to give up and give the energy to the others in the society, increasing their chances of success.

What you give up is your own success, and what you get is still the truth.

Faced with everyone's surprise, Sanjiu Chen Ning said: "If I continue to work hard, it will only waste energy and half the result with twice the effort."

After he talked about the characteristics of the spoon, the strong men were in an uproar.

Because the spoon hurts him in equal proportions, no matter how much energy his body has, it will be the same time to die. Since this is the case, it is better to give up a strong body and live with a weak body.

In this way, you only need to spend a little energy to change your body from time to time, and you can live for a long time.

Just like a body worth ten yuan or a body worth ten billion, it goes without saying which one can replace it with a lower cost.

If you want to continue pursuing your dreams, you won’t be able to do without a good high-dimensional body, but the existence of the spoon has broken his thoughts.

There is only so much energy, and we have to start over and keep a strong body from being killed by a spoon. The possibility of his own truth has become infinitely zero.

It can be said that giving up on yourself and achieving everyone is the best choice at this moment.

"There is such a thing..." Everyone couldn't help but feel sad, but no one persuaded them, because everyone's energy was evenly divided, and it was still a big number.

"From now... I'll ask everyone."

I saw Sanjiu transforming his body into energy without hesitation and depositing it into the mirror.

His towering body as giant evaporated, and replaced it with a cheap body composed of dozens of molecules like an ordinary tribe.

As his body became microscopic, the spoon became extremely small after it was broken and reshaped, and it hit Sanjiu with crackling sounds.

The damage has also become smaller. Now, just a little energy is needed to survive for a long time, and survive until the day when you can see the ultimate truth.

Not only this energy in the body, but also his savings in the vacuum were also sent to other people in the society.

"This person is a low-dimensional invader. He has unprecedented technology, violates common sense and rebellious rules. He is an enemy of high-dimensionality and must not be left alone. Be careful."

Sanjiu made the best choice, and he was determined to bet with great vision.

He could see Bai Ge's threat, and other congressmen could naturally see it.

It is obviously impossible to be a joke to force a high-dimensional strong man to give up all his opportunities and just live.

Even if it is impossible, it will be enough to attract everyone's attention.

"Brush..."

Suddenly, seven strangely shaped high-dimensional creatures appeared beside Sanjiu.

Some are like hexahedrals, some are covered with antennas, some are like pig's brain flowers, and some are just like thousands of lightning bolts, with strange forms of life.

But there is no doubt that they are all high-energy bodies.

The ontology of third-order creatures of causality can be considered as an independent multidimensional small universe, at least in terms of identity, just like a country, China, a separatist force in an objective universe.

Only in this way can they achieve fruitless cause.

Each of these creatures contains countless protons, and each proton is a low-dimensional universe.

It reminded Bai Ge of Azathus, and everything was just its dream. Annihilation of a proton on his body was extremely simple, and birth and death were only in a single thought.

In a sense, these high-dimensional powerhouses can all be called the scientific side Aza.

"Low-dimensional invaders... If I hadn't seen you miserably, I wouldn't have believed it..." said Lightning Bio.

Another brain flower creature said: "Sure enough, three-dimensional should be restarted from the beginning."

They each took out their own unique style of mathematical weapons and were about to take action.

Bai Ge sneered, "Do you want to follow Sanjiu's footsteps?"

Everyone was stunned and saw another tribe member in Sanjiu who suddenly woke up, and then hundreds of millions of spoons appeared.

This scene made seven high-dimensional strong men instinctively attack Bai Ge with mathematical weapons.

If the spoon that forced the high-dimensional powerhouse in a three-dimensional posture is locked by it, it is not a joke. Even if you don’t give up your dream, you will be destined to waste a lot of energy.
To be continued...