In the Treasure Hall.
Zhang Wei once again posed a question to the ancient gods: "How can I strengthen my teleportation abilities and obstruct the stars' tracking power!"
These gods, being exceptionally intelligent, immediately understood the cause and effect.
Bilmis said, "I have an impression of the riddles you just asked me. They should be riddles about the Golden Apple Tree on Earth."
Normally, while in a state of Food Luck, one would be devoid of all reason, only able to follow primal instincts to chase delicacies and hosts.
It was only by entering the Treasure Hall that they could regain their long-lost consciousness.
When they first emerged, these ancient gods were a bit disoriented, as if just waking up, their intellects not yet fully online. Bilmis still retained his instinctual talent for riddles.
Now that they had been in here for a while, memories of Food Luck drifting in the mortal realm occasionally resurfaced.
They instinctively paid more attention to top-tier ingredients. Therefore, the familiar riddles and the sheer number of their arrivals all pointed towards the Golden Apple Tree!
Bilmis continued, "You went to steal apples and are now being pursued by the Olympians, aren't you?"
Zhang Wei's expression darkened.
These beings were too clever, too cunning, and had already given Zhang Wei the thought of getting rid of them. However, the pursuit capabilities of the Olympians were truly formidable. Zhang Wei teleported to over a dozen places consecutively, but the sky was invariably filled with a myriad of stars, a testament to Olympian divine power!
This also indicated that Zhang Wei had not escaped the Olympian pursuit at all!
Warm Harbor relentlessly activated its teleportation abilities, but it was itself only a Camping Beast of around level two hundred. These actions had already pushed it to its limit.
The more he concealed, the more mistakes he made!
Zhang Wei directly and openly admitted, "That's right, exactly. So, do you have a way to help me?"
"Yes, we do."
"What do I need to pay or promise?"
"Nothing is required."
Bilmis said, "As you seem to have realized, we only maintain sufficient rationality within your spiritual world. We need you, and any promises should be built on the foundation of mutual equality. Instead of making promises, let's establish a relationship of mutual need and equality."
"I believe that as long as we demonstrate a value greater than mere sustenance, we can live here peacefully. Do you agree?"
Zhang Wei was suddenly startled.
These old beings were so perceptive, grasping human nature with such precision.
They disregarded sentiment and promises, going straight for the most fundamental interests. Furthermore, they understood that since he could harm them, he also had the ability to consume them.
And what these beings currently had to offer was their unparalleled, immense wisdom!
Zhang Wei stated directly, "I need your sustenance, but I have more Golden Apples. I can only guarantee the safety of the current number of individuals. You are not allowed to interfere with me consuming the ancient Food Luck that subsequently arrives!"
"That is already sufficient."
Zhang Wei added, "You have witnessed my secret. Therefore, I will only release you when I no longer care about the exposure of secrets. Until then, you will remain in a state of servitude."
Bilmis replied, "I believe that when you reach such a great realm, you will not care about this small bit of flesh and blood on us. We are also willing to assist in the birth of a new King of the Universe. We will use the remaining time to express our loyalty!"
As he spoke, Bilmis exchanged a glance.
Another god, like swirling mist, emerged. Within the mist, a human head coalesced.
"I am the traveler who traverses universes and dimensions, the fountain of faith for all void hackers, I am Kassadin the Void Walker!"
Zhang Wei was somewhat surprised.
This was the first one who did not refer to himself as a god.
Kassadin the Void Walker explained, "I am different from these foolish fellows. I am not a native being. I have a clearer understanding of the universe and worlds. The word 'god' is merely a symbol of ignorance, as foolish as calling oneself a native."
Kassadin continued, "I am an unlucky traveler. When I journeyed to this world, I happened to arrive at the end of the previous epoch and was caught in this disaster."
Traveled to this world?
Zhang Wei exclaimed, "Can you traverse the macro-universe? Travel between universes? Not just between star fields?"
"Of course not. Different universes have entirely different physical rules and elemental compositions. This is very obvious and irrefutable. Furthermore, for me, exploring the differences between universes is precisely what I pursue."
"So, you can cross universes?"
"As easily as you walk out of your room."
How incredible!
If that were the case, then with his methods, it might even be possible to return directly to the universe he came from!
"I don't need to do anything as extravagant as crossing universes right now; I just need to escape the pursuit of the Olympians."
Kassadin stated, "If you yourself do not possess the talent for transcending distance, the fastest method is to find a spellcasting medium and use it to cross space."
"Can Warm Harbor do it?"
"How many levels?"
"Less than two hundred."
"Too low. If we used it, even burning it to ashes wouldn't allow for a transmission of great distance, not even the distance of a planet."
Zhang Wei pondered, what else could be a medium for traversing space?
Kassadin hinted, "I am familiar with all the spatial mediums on the current planet, and you are also aware of the strongest one."
"What is it?"
"The Golden Apple Tree."
"The Golden Apple Tree?"
Zhang Wei fell into a reverie.
Indeed, the Bronze Apples and Silver Apples from before were all roots of the Golden Apple Tree, which had taken root in various places by crossing eternal spatial gates. This was how the Golden Apple Tree's roots absorbed nutrients from the earth to grow strong.
"Tell me how to utilize it."
"Alright! Time is short, so I'll be as brief as possible."
...
Leaving the Treasure Hall, Warm Harbor lay on the ground, listless and exhausted. The sky twinkled with starlight, the Milky Way seeming to pour down.
"Pull yourself together, Warm Harbor."
Saying this, Zhang Wei cut off a small piece of Golden Apple meat and tossed it into Warm Harbor's mouth. Although Warm Harbor was of low level, its body was massive. It could digest these nutrients without issue.
Starlight poured down; it was a prison forged by the stars. Forget spatial movement; even walking was extremely arduous.
Zhang Wei's expression darkened, and he began to summon Endless Yuan Water!
First layer Yuan Water, second layer Yuan Water, up to seventh layer Yuan Water!
These heavy, high-density waters manifested from thin air like tsunamis, forming oceans. Due to collisions, they gradually transformed into ordinary water, expanding rapidly in volume!
Every second, Zhang Wei could summon a small lake, and these Yuan Waters instantly swelled a thousandfold, ten thousandfold!
"Break the prison of the stars with the endless water! I'd like to see how much water your cage can hold!"