"How wonderful and terrifying. The Feast of the Gods and Demons."
Tang Meng looked at the souls of the animals floating beside her, as if they were delicacies on a plate, flowers of souls.
In a trance, she saw an immortal demon that was as vast as an ancient star, using the planet as a plate and the people as the dishes. He raised his knife and fork and was eating slowly.
And we, as servants, are preparing the side dishes for this ancient demon.
Creating new delicious and powerful species is a new dish!
The existence of different space-time enriched the dessert of this ancient demon, adding some fun to his long and boring life.
"Is this the truth of the Feast of the Gods and Demons?" She was secretly surprised.
Such an existence could perhaps be called the God of Death, the Lord of the Underworld.
Even the humans on Earth, the various transcendent beings that she had seen, the Maya Angel, and the mechanical species, were all snacks offered to him by the servants of the Feast of a certain era, right?
"Using the planet as a plate and the people as delicacies, this is the truth of the Feast of the Gods and Demons."
She was shocked.
This was a sect that believed in gods and demons, perhaps it was actually a sect that cooked?
However, these new dishes were the soul flowers that created new species.
She sighed and did not dare to think too much.
She began to study how she could create the sand table of the Eastern mythological civilization.
It sounded simple, but in fact, it was extremely difficult.
If you want to revive the civilization of the Daoist of Eastern mythology, the first mythological species must be the dragon.
After all, we are all descendants of the dragon.
And according to legend, the dragon is a divine beast made up of nine animals, rabbit eyes, deer antlers, cow ears...
Not to mention that it was extremely difficult, the biological adaptability and activity of the DNA gene sequence, just the practicality alone was not very optimistic at the moment.
"Although I don't want to admit it, with my current level, it is flashy... Maybe in the future, when my level is high, I can make the most exquisite and incredible gods!"
She did not think too much about this at the moment. She focused on practicality.
After all, she had to quickly improve her level and make herself stronger during the end of the earth.
"It is best for the first reincarnation. The reincarnated creature must have a lot of power."
"And the power I want is not physical combat power. It must have high potential and weak combat power at the beginning... Because that sister said that in the second life, I have to face a thousand creatures created in the first life."
This was a little harsh.
In order to create a thousand species that could not fight at the beginning, they had to be very weak, and species that were very weak at the beginning would generally not be strong when they cultivated to the second, third, or fourth realm!
That's because it's constantly tempered and improved with your life as the foundation.
"Time doesn't wait for me."
She sighed and continued to organize the information in her mind.
She had countless top biological scientists on Earth to provide her with information, templates, data, and suggestions, but she could only carry out her own practical research.
There are a few inevitable characteristics:
1. Small size, many reproduction, short lifespan, and fast iteration. These were the necessary conditions. If not for these, it would be very difficult to quickly reach the civilization of Daoists.
2. Great potential.
Currently, there were only a few species with the most potential on Earth.
The Lighthouse Jellyfish's alternative immortality meant that its lifespan was theoretically infinite.
The Tardigrade's undying nature was so strong that it could be found almost everywhere in the world. It could be found in the extreme cold, the deep sea, and boiling springs.
…
"I've eliminated all of them."
She looked at the mysterious crystal worm in front of her. "Flatworms are terrifying. Chopped into hundreds of pieces, they can become hundreds of flatworms again. They are simply enhanced super earthworms."
This creature's entire body was made up of versatile stem cells.
It meant that cells could become any kind of cell, as if every cell was a fetus that could grow and differentiate into a complete body.
What was the most important thing?
Its memory was stored in the DNA of every part of it.
Every piece of flesh and blood that fell off and split itself had the memory of the mother.
"Only by rapidly developing catastrophes can a civilization of Daoists be created," she said softly. "Throughout the Maya civilization, the entire race is like this … I have to be like this too."
She took a deep breath.
These days, she had been constantly cramming knowledge at seven times the speed and receiving the teachings of various scientists, but it was still a little difficult.
"However, it's going to be soon. I'm a genius graduate student, even though I'm in chemistry." She sighed in her heart. If it wasn't for the fact that her major was different … if she was in biology, she would be the chosen one!
But the fact that her major was different was the reality.
It was the same for Fu Qingjun, who had been a programmer for 17 years, next door.
"Flatworm, you'll be the living soil of the Nine Heavens for Nüwa to create humans in the future!" She looked at the elite crystal coral in front of her and vaguely began to solidify into a human form.
Her eyes were bright.
The living soil of the Nine Heavens was said to be the clay that Nüwa used to create humans.
In ancient legends, it was a type of soil that could grow on its own and never depleted.
The Classic of Mountains and Seas – Classic of the Seas had a record: "When the flood reached the heavens, Gun stole the living soil of the Emperor to stop the flood."
The meaning of this sentence was: When the flood broke out and drowned the heavens and the earth, Gun stole the living soil of the Emperor to stop the eruption of the flood!
There was also a record on the other side:
The Heavenly Pair: "Stealing the living soil incurred the wrath of the Emperor."
In history, the living soil was related to the flood.
The naming of the living soil naturally had a connotation.
In this ancient legend, the living soil was used to fill the flood. It was also the savior of the "living soil creatures" during the end of the world.
"I want to create living soil creatures." Tang Meng took a deep breath. "Living soil that constantly cuts, kneads clay to create humans, and reproduces the ancient Eastern myths of history."
She did not expect that the responsibility of the era would fall on her.
She would one day become Nüwa.
Although she was panicking, she was also a little excited.
"What will my next life be like?"
…
On the other side.
"Tonight, I will still treat everyone to supper." Fu Qingjun smiled and controlled the mysterious snail in the kitchen to take out his treasured ant wine and river snail rice noodles.
These two evolved species were already the perfect ingredients for the dining table.
The surrounding people ate happily.
However, Fu Qingjun's expression became calm. "The first ancestor of the snail people, Yudura's life is about to end … After all, she has been hiding and has only cultivated to the third realm, not the fourth realm. Now that a week has passed, according to the flow of time, this life is about to end."
The first ancestor of the snail people was about to die.
Once the ancestor died, the bloodline should decline. As time passed, the purity of the descendants would gradually decrease.
"In other words, my river snail rice noodles will be gone for the time being."
"But it's enough. These days, I have been eating river snail rice noodles. The batch of girls I nurtured and Li Mo are already at the threshold of the first realm. I don't need it anymore …"
If it was gone, then it was gone.
The bloodline would gradually dilute with the reproduction of the descendants. It did not matter.
In any case, if he needed it, his gene bank had recorded the genetic code of Yudura's evolution. At most, he could evolve another first ancestor to be the ancestor of the river snail rice noodles …
"For Yudura, this life is over."
Fu Qingjun's expression was calm. He had originally hoped for her help. If a witch appeared on his side in the real world, it could be considered a successful retreat.
After all, without his help, she would only be a mortal in this era.
Right now, she had gained something from evolving a species, and he could also have a witch on his side. It was a win-win situation.
"But now … this snail person's body is no longer under her control. It just so happens that I have a new guest. My clone, a descendant of Nüwa, is about to obtain the Nine Heaven Living Soil."
Fu Qingjun controlled the snail person in the kitchen to stand up. He held Yudura's body in his palm and took off his black cloak. He looked at the night sky outside the window and muttered to himself.
"After staying in the secret kitchen of Miao Chuntang for a period of time, I have finally familiarized myself with the environment of the New World.
"I, a descendant of the Miao Wu Nüwa from the Yin Ruins of the Nanzhao Nation, will learn from my ancestors in this world of World War II. I will evolve earth, fire, wind, and thunder, and create humans from clay again. I will create a great eastern myth!"
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