A large number of extraterrestrial species were placed on this land, but unlike the real Godfiend race, these were all extremely tiny "mortals". Their reproductive ability was terrifying, and they were all natural disasters.
Their reproduction rate and division speed far exceeded that of their own race.
However, it didn't matter that they were small in size...
What Fu Qingjun wanted was to reproduce quickly!
The sky was filled with yellow sand, and visibility was extremely low. The environment was harsh, so Fu Qingjun opened a cave underground as the beginning of the world.
Soon, the various races began to reproduce and began the initial mutation, combining with each other, and evolving.
At the same time, in order to ensure similarity, Fu Qingjun also gave them the "knowledge" and memories of the most ancient Godfiend inheritance. As the descendants of the divine blood, he wanted to revive the remains of the ancient Godfiend. His ancestors were killed in the era of Gatha.
After all, Fu Qingjun did not have the Demon Palace inheritance to give them.
Everything started from scratch.
Fu Qingjun wanted to see their original structure and how they developed. He wanted to understand the history of this civilization and defeat them.
"This is a seed. Let's see what kind of flower it will bloom."
Fu Qingjun's voice was cold. At this time, he had already entered the perspective of that "demon". It was cold and disregarded human life, and it wanted to start a war to revive him.
However, they alone were not enough. There had to be external pressure.
Fu Qingjun put in plants and beasts that only existed in the snail people's world and the Shushan world. Their combat power was far greater than theirs, and they used the weak humans as food.
In fact, Fu Qingjun even left behind an inheritance for those plants and beasts to cultivate and become stronger, forming a transcendent tribal kingdom.
Time flew.
Several years passed.
These primitive creatures with sharp horns and scaly skin were like strange apes. They gnawed on the strange and colorful plants that covered the mountains and plains and began to eat the underground ice.
This was the uniqueness of this species. They did not need to absorb oxygen. They only needed to drink water. With water, they could replenish oxygen and hydrogen and survive in the universe.
"Gulp, gulp."
"Gulp, gulp."
They beat their chests and roared, making strange sounds like wild beasts trying to survive on the earth.
They weren't true ape-men. They were born holy, but they possessed Fu Qingjun's power. Every species' intelligence was comparable to Einstein's, allowing their civilization to advance crazily.
Soon, amidst the sandstorm, some of them started to train their bodies instinctively to fight against wild beasts, while others started to research tools to fight against wild beasts.
Soon, a young tribal warrior learned how to meditate. He sensed his own mind and found that it was naturally chaotic, so he tried to reconstruct it.
"Is that so?"
When Fu Qingjun saw this, he thought calmly, "It's the same as the witches. First cultivate the Broken Spirit, then cultivate the Weighing Bones, then cultivate the Muscle Weight."
"They are born with strong mental power. Can they cultivate their mental power from the very beginning?"
Fu Qingjun had long sensed it.
This was a cosmic race that specialized in mental power. It was extremely evil. If it wasn't for their specialization, there wouldn't be such an earth-shattering fog of mental power.
Crack.
The hero called himself Kakalba and began to study the mysteries of the brain with his people.
They found that there were three-helix 'cylinders' and four-helix 'square pillars' inside the brain, each of which was filled with the origin of life. They were lying on the ground in a mess, as if they could be picked up and rebuilt after exhausting their mental power.
After a few years of trying, Kakalba used cylinders and square pillars to build the first brain palace.
Boom!
An aura erupted from his body. It was the aura of breaking through the first realm.
In an instant, an unimaginable change occurred to his whole body. His head gradually changed shape. His skin fell off, revealing white bones. His skull turned into a mysterious palace built by his own brain, crystal clear.
The skin on his head fell off?
A humanoid creature with a palace's head?
The other companions and tribesmen were dumbfounded as they watched this scene.
Kakalba, however, shouted as if he had found the use of his brain. He spoke in the primitive language built by the aboriginals. "I know how to use it!"
"The cylinders and square pillars in our heads are our souls. We build palaces with our souls …"
He suddenly buried himself in the soil, leaving only his head.
His head was like a palace. It sat on the ground and opened its mouth like a gate.
Woo woo woo.
He opened his mouth as if he was whistling. Bewitching mental power came from the brain palace.
The small animals and insects on the grassland seemed to be bewitched by this palace and could not help but enter the palace through its mouth.
"Crack!"
He closed his mouth and ate these creatures that entered his mouth.
Clap clap clap!
The surrounding creatures applauded.
It was difficult for them to hunt. They were a naturally weak race. Now that they had this method, they would also have the means to hunt in the future. Just like catching grass, they could wait for their prey.
His people cheered.
Time flew. Another year had passed.
On this piece of land, a large number of crystal and gorgeous palaces had taken root.
The palaces were golden and dazzling, and they bewitched the insects and various small animals on the ground and entered their mouths.
As they developed this function, they even found that they could lock those creatures in their own "brain palace", constantly bewitching them in their minds and making them their own dependents.
The dependents used the inside of their own head as their home, lived in it, and went out to hunt for food.
And those creatures living in the brain seemed to be living in the Spiritual House. Their spiritual energy was rich, and their cultivation speed was extremely fast. They complemented each other.
Boom!
Because of the comfort, the people gradually became free from barbarism, and the civil war began.
Those palaces began to let their "Brain Dwellers" fight each other.
Thus, the first war began.
Many creatures in the entire Cavern World began to be bewitched by those happy and beautiful "homes" and "palaces", and began to fight each other to protect the houses they lived in. One by one, the creatures buried in the soil, with only their heads exposed, fought each other on the ground.
Fu Qingjun sat on a high place in the Cavern World, watching this scene in a daze.
If an ordinary person were to see such a horrifying scene, this evil race would definitely be scared speechless.
However, Fu Qingjun's first reaction was that it was very interesting. "These aliens are really outrageous. It seems that the palace's brain is very valuable?"
"I figured something out and removed the fog from your body. I didn't expect that the remains of a Demon God, who looks so majestic, is actually such a thing."
Fu Qingjun scratched his head. "So that's how it is. I can bring disaster to the earth as a demon disaster, and I can also be a real estate developer."
After all, the three major industries, food ingredients, and computer Internet, still lacked a real estate assembly line.
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