Chapter 1909


    Philip’s thoughts were in a mess right now because what Fennel told him was too inconceivable.


    ‘God Creation Project? Was there really a god in this world?’


    ‘What constituted a god? Was it being above everything else?’


    Seeing that unpleasant look on Philip’s face, Fennel walked over and gently patted his shoulder while


    saying, “Don’t think too much. Your current strength is not enough to reach that level yet. I’m telling you


    about it now just for you to be mentally prepared. After all, the potential of having 100% XD factor level


    is unprecedented.”


    Philip looked up at Fennel and continued to hold his head. At this time, there was a ringing in his ears


    and electric currents surged through him from time to time. It felt as if there was a strange but


    wonderful voice calling out to him.


    That voice was very mysterious and peculiar.


    It took a while before Philip recovered. He looked at Fennel and asked, “The God Creation Project you


    mentioned, is it really to create the so-called god of all living beings?”


    Fennel frowned and thought for a while before saying, “You can put it that way, but that’s not exactly it


    either. This God Creation Project may be a little different from the so-called god you have in mind. It’s


    not the kind in myths and legends, rather more like a leader in a broader sense or a prophet.”


    “Of course, it’s not wrong if you treat the God Creation Project with the mysterious color of fairy tales.


    After all, this ancient and grand n has never seeded. We don’t know who proposed this n in


    the beginning, let alone when this n will end.”


    “Perhaps it’s just a legend, a fantasy that motivates human civilization to keg) moving forward.”


    Fennel looked a little despondent when he finished speaking.


    Philip nodded. A few minutester, he left the lounge with Fennel.


    “The next step is to develop your potential. Since you have 100% potential, it should be quick,” Fennel


    said as he walked ahead, leading Philip to a spacious room. This room, covering an area of about


    hundreds of square meters, was a circr structure divided into eight areas. Each area was filled with


    people in discussions or training.


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    Surprisingly, Philip actually saw mes sprouting from some people’s hands, as well as the look of awe


    and excitement on their faces. Some people could also levitate metal objects with their hands. Others


    held a javelin in a separate training cabin and threw it at the holographic projection of humans!


    “The ones over there are all modeled after the training module of the first zone in the Nonagon. It


    teaches them to control matter and energy.”


    Fennel walked while exining to Philip, whose face constantly flushed with amazement.


    Philip was surging with excitement right now. Such scenes seemed to have only appeared in


    Hollywood blockbusters. It was certainly out of this world.


    The modern version of the Avengers or Fantastic Four?


    “Over there is the physical training. Some people are not suited to control matter, but they’re born with


    special physical abilities, high mobility, agility, or perhaps explosive power.”


    Fennel pointed to the person who kept throwing javelins in that training cabin and exined.


    Philip continued to follow Fennel. Everywhere he looked, astounding scenes appeared.


    Soon, Fennel led Philip to a cabin. Standing in front of


    them was a middle-aged man wearing a ck robe and sses. He looked very refined, like a teacher


    in a magic academy.


    The other party folded his hands and bowed slightly to Fennel while saying, “President Leigh.”


    Fennel nodded and patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder. He turned to Philip behind him and


    introduced, “This is the instructor here. He’ll teach you what to do next.”


    Philip nodded slightly toward the other party before he pulled Fennel to the side and dated suspiciously,


    “Why are you President Leigh? What exactly is this ce? Didn’t you say that the disciples study and


    train at the Nonagon and behind the door? Why is this ce…”


    Fennelughed and shrugged as he said, “This is an institution I founded. I recruited some pretty


    capable guys. Who told you that only the Nonagon can select disciples in this world? Any king of


    disciples can have disciples. We just need to cover them with the power of kingship.”


    Philip was dumbfounded. He swept a nce at the nearly 20 to 30 people around and asked, “Are they


    all your people?”