For the entire afternoon, Ling Ping'an stared at the author's backstage, waiting for the review.
As he waited, he started to fantasize.
He was sought after by thousands of people and became very popular.
After publishing the book for ten days, he swept through all the rankings.
With this beautiful vision, he waited until about five o'clock when he finally received a text message that he had passed the review.
Ling Ping'an was overjoyed. He began to look forward to it.
At 5: 15 pm, 15 minutes after the review, he refreshed the backstage.
0 favorites, 0 recommendations, 0 messages.
At 5: 30 pm, he refreshed it again. It was still 0...
At 5: 45 pm, it was still 0...
He scratched his head, not quite able to understand.
"What's going on?" He asked.
Thus, he clicked into the book page and took a look. Everything was normal!
But why didn't anyone collect it?
He didn't quite understand!
Meow...
The kitten, Bastet, walked up to him gently and rubbed against his arm as if she was comforting him.
"Little Darling..." But Ling Ping'an didn't need to be comforted. He touched his pet. "Don't worry, even gold will shine there!"
Meow!
The kitten meowed softly, as if saying that its master was right.
Thus, Ling Ping'an picked up the little guy and gently stroked its soft fur.
After waiting for about five minutes, he refreshed the backstage again.
Finally, he saw a number that made him excited.
Favorites: 1!
Ling Ping'an immediately whistled and said to his pet, "Little Darling, look!"
"Big Brother said so..."
"Gold will always shine..."
"Even a thousand-li horse will definitely wait for its own Bo Le!"
Meow!
The kitten meowed softly, as if it agreed with this very much.
Ling Ping'an immediately updated a chapter happily.
Then, he said happily, "Let's have an extra meal tonight!"
From 0 to 1, this was a great victory worthy of celebration.
Thus, he picked up his phone and ordered the most expensive supreme meal at Michiko's house.
Then, he thought about it.
He had already posted two chapters today, and there were only about 30,000 words left in the manuscript.
Well, he had to start writing the plot.
"By the way, I wonder how the ant colony in the Blessed Land is doing..." As he spoke, he clicked on the clan tribe indicator on his phone.
As soon as he clicked in, a series of system notifications appeared.
They were basically information about his clan tribe.
Ling Ping'an took a look and realized that his clan was really fierce!
They had already conquered the capital of the Demon Rat Empire.
For this, the Spawn Tribe had paid him more than fifty thousand Dimensional Stones as tribute.
This allowed the Gangba Tribe to be successfully upgraded to a God's Chosen Tribe.
He activated a state called 'Starry Sky Green Skin'.
From the description, it seemed that his spawn tribe would gradually have the ability to survive and fight in the starry sky environment!
Ling Ping'an was puzzled when he saw this.
"Is fantasy really turning into science fiction?"
He thought of those expensive green-skinned flagships.
Any one of them was worth tens of millions of nightmare points and clan tribe points!
"Probably …" he said.
However, this was not the focus of his attention at the moment, so he only skimmed through it briefly before clicking into the Blessed Earth interface.
Then, another series of notifications popped up.
"Dear player, your creation [Unnamed Insect] has completed the Super Adaptation Evolution …"
"Dear player, your creation [Unnamed Insect] has completed its cryptic growth …"
Looking at these notifications, Ling Ping'an was stunned.
After taking a closer look, he realized that the ant colony had found the tardigrades from the Blessed Earth and then fused the genes of the tardigrades into their bodies.
Thus, his ant colony could not only actively hibernate, but also adapt to countless harsh environments.
They even had the ability to survive in a vacuum.
"Is it that strong?" Ling Ping'an scratched his head.
However, these were not the key points. The key point was that the system told him that because his creation already had a certain degree of survival ability.
Therefore, it had already opened a passage to a trial world for him.
He could choose to use 5% of the Blessed Earth energy to send the ant colony into a designated world.
He could defeat the enemies in that world and obtain more genes to strengthen the combat strength and potential of the ant colony.
"Is that so …" Ling Ping'an thought for a moment. "After I finish eating, I'll let the ant colony fight …"
Coincidentally, this was a good opportunity.
Witnessing the battle of the insect swarm could be written into a plot.
… …
The Blessed Earth world.
The Queen mother seemed to have sensed something.
Its huge body slowly trembled.
Pheromones formed from psionic power spread throughout the entire Blessed Earth.
Countless worker ants received the order.
They quickly returned.
In a short period of time, tens of thousands of worker ants returned to their Queen mother's side.
Then, these worker ants crowded onto the mossy ground that was formed by the mucus secreted by the Queen mother.
One by one, they began to commit suicide.
Their carapaces, tissues, and flesh quickly dissolved and were recycled by the Queen mother through the mossy ground.
This was the current situation of the ant colony.
As long as the Queen mother needed it, then the ant colony would unconditionally sacrifice themselves.
Everything was for the sake of the insect colony.
As long as necessary, the Queen mother could also be sacrificed.
Just like now, with tens of thousands of worker ants committing suicide.
Everything about them was recycled.
The Queen mother's body began to be covered with a faint layer of psionic power.
Under the cover of this layer of psionic power, the Queen mother's body, which had expanded to the size of a bison, rapidly shrank.
A moment later, it was only the size of a hare.
It was the talent of slow-moving creatures: Cryptic Life!
This talent allowed the tardigrade to adapt to almost all harsh environments.
However, slow-moving creatures had no intelligence, so this talent could only be used for survival.
However, the Queen mother was different.
It already had a certain level of basic intelligence.
Under the pheromone network formed by psionic power, the Queen mother and her insect colony were like a distributed computer.
A single individual was stupid.
But under the psionic power network, all individuals were connected.
This allowed the Queen mother to have the thinking ability of a four-year-old child.
Therefore, it began to crawl slowly.
It crawled toward the factory where its ancestors were born.
However, it crawled very slowly.
Moreover, as the worker ants all committed suicide.
Its ability to think was also limited.
It only had one instinctive awareness, to crawl over... crawl over and wait for its master.
… …
At a little after six o 'clock, Michiko Chiba came to the shop with a large takeout box.
"Ling-san, this is your supreme set meal!" She put the box on the counter with all her might and looked at Ling Ping 'an gratefully.
She knew that this customer was actually a sage who lived in seclusion here.
A true gentleman.
A saint-like figure!
Just the basic requirements for the first dish recorded in the book "Spirit Food" made her look up to him.
Ling Ping 'an took the food box and opened it to take a look.
The first was sliced peony shrimp!
The second was sliced pufferfish!
The third was steamed eggs with sea urchins!
The fourth was his favorite caviar!
Ling Ping 'an looked at it and rubbed his hands. He couldn't help but start eating.
Michiko Chiba watched from the side. She felt extremely happy.
"To be able to serve a great sage like Ling-san..." she couldn't help but think, "It's really my blessing!"
A thousand years ago, the Tang envoy, Abei Zhonglu Ma, was friends with great sages like Li Bai and Wang Wei in this country.
Therefore, his statue still stood in the capital.
Then, what about her?
The little fox girl couldn't help but feel her heart pounding.
Ling Ping 'an raised his head and found that Michiko Chiba was still looking at him.
"What's wrong?" He couldn't help but ask, "Michiko, what's the matter?"
Michiko Chiba immediately bowed and said with a blushing face, "Ling-san, I want to thank you again..."
"The book you gave me last time was really too valuable..."
"This makes me not know how to repay your great kindness!"
Ling Ping 'an listened and laughed. This was the bad thing about Fusang people.
Even a trivial matter could become a big matter in their mouths.
"It's just a small matter..." Ling Ping 'an ate the sweet and springy sliced peony shrimp and said vaguely, "If Michiko really wants to repay you, then work hard to become a good chef and use delicious food to cure the people of the world!"
"This is also your wish, Michiko, isn't it?"
Michiko Chiba was extremely touched when she heard this. She bowed and said, "Ling-san is really a gentleman!"
Ling Ping 'an smiled. He happily accepted this praise.
The men of the Federal Empire all boasted of being gentlemen.
The country of gentlemen and the country of etiquette were not just words!
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