The Weapon Race of this era.
Fu Qingjun opened the exquisite box and looked at the ship inside. He took out a piece of paper with instructions on how to sign the contract.
"This era is indeed developing at a terrifying pace. As expected, there is a method like 'Soul Enslavement' that allows one to control these weapons and make them their own property."
This was the foundation of a civilization.
The civilization that Fu Qingjun was developing now had only been around for a few hundred years. How could it have all kinds of foundation?
Earth had spent five thousand years to develop to the electrical network era. What about going to the universe?
It was extremely long.
There was no need to describe the time scale of every civilization in the universe.
The perfection of the sixth realm required millions of years or even billions of years of civilization accumulation!
Even Fu Qingjun's rapid advancement from a level-4 to level-6 civilization was because he had stolen Jia Xia's inheritance. He had only been able to advance to this level through excessive haste.
"But from another point of view, isn't this method using the power of time to develop civilization?"
Fu Qingjun said calmly, "Send Gatha back to the distant prehistory of the universe, back to Earth hundreds of thousands of years ago! Then, in the future Earth, accept his civilization foundation! "
However, he didn't expect Gatha to develop into a galactic civilization.
Fu Qingjun sat quietly in this room from hundreds of thousands of years ago. He carefully studied the structure of this Boat of Diligent Study. He didn't plan to bind it with his blood.
This was because he had a special mutated soul ability that no one else had: Infect the Common People's Dependents.
"As long as you insert my ahoge and insert my soul, you will be able to dye it with my color and become my soul descendant." The ahoge on Fu Qingjun's head twitched slightly. It instantly grew long and pierced into the head of the spirit ship.
"Kacha!"
As Fu Qingjun continued to spit out his soul, this weapon spirit started to tremble.
However, this trembling didn't last long. Very soon, it became Fu Qingjun's dependant.
"Hmm … Coming to this prehistory world, the first dependant. In this era, you are the second existence besides Gatha."
Fu Qingjun's expression was very calm. "No matter what, I have to develop a batch of native dependents here and blend in with them. I'll first study Love Talk."
It was impossible for him to let the Demon Kingdom on Earth come over so easily.
Because this place had not been thoroughly explored yet, it was very dangerous. With their weak combat strength, it was highly likely that they would be killed by a random Sixth Realm cultivator!
This was the prehistoric Gatha Civilization, where there were as many "Tribulation Stage" as there were dogs.
Therefore, it wasn't a bad choice to first integrate a group of natives into them and use them as a base of operations.
"It seems like this weapon race has a heaven-defying aptitude. They can definitely accomplish great things."
Fu Qingjun thought about it. He remembered that this was a god-level artifact spirit embryo. Unfortunately, it had been made into a low-level transportation artifact.
Fu Qingjun looked at it again and finally understood why it was given to him so easily.
The artifact spirit's soul consciousness had already been erased of its emotions and desires.
"No matter how good this type of body's aptitude is, it's still pretty much crippled. Without a will, it has already become a true tool." Fu Qingjun sighed.
A low-level artifact spirit did not need emotions, only reason.
And a higher level expert's top divine artifact needed to preserve a complete soul to form a weapon that could "grow".
"Hmm, but for me, this is not a big problem. I can just let others reincarnate into this body. It's just a temporary life. It's a good body."
Fu Qingjun planned to cultivate the sand table of the weapon race civilization here.
At least in the mortal world under the rule of the Heavenly Court, he could form a small force. Before something happened to Gatha, he could also try to accumulate strength as much as possible.
"Hmm, the prehistoric weapon race civilization, then you are the remains of the fiendgod in the fog … the ancient ancestor who revived the Yan Emperor." Fu Qingjun thought for a moment.
"It is you, in this era, who created the Law of Manifestation! You hate the world and want to devour it to bring disaster to the world! "
"Then, after the great flood of Gatha, your remains hated Gatha and came to Gatha's hometown, shrouded in fog, and let the Yan Emperor resurrect you …"
…
Fu Qingjun sorted out his thoughts and felt that it was logical.
After all, there must be the prehistoric "remains of the weapon race's fiendgod". He could take the opportunity to create a prehistoric fiendgod of the weapon race and develop a base here.
Whether it was successful or not, it was in line with history.
The Yan Emperor also had a veritable undead ancestor who needed to be resurrected.
"However, the Law of Manifestation system is indeed the opportunity for your weapon race to rise. Whether you can seize it or not depends on you," Fu Qingjun said lightly.
Fu Qingjun habitually wrote and drew on the desk.
1. Pass on the Law of Manifestation system created by the Yan Emperor and let him become a father instead.
"Anyway, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened." Fu Qingjun pondered for a moment, secretly ridiculed, and wrote again.
2. Let him develop a new civilization, the Yao Kingdom, and run an outpost here.
3. Perhaps the previous Law of Manifestation system was still unable to defeat the real monsters of this era. He still had to transform his own bloodline of the weapon race.
"After all, the weapon race of the Yan Emperor are all dependent subspecies that have been re-modified by me … My own race does not have the strength to restrain them."
Reconstructing life must be reconstructed. Otherwise, the weapon race would not be able to rise with this system without a corresponding physique.
"In other words, my God, is going to accept another disciple?"
Fu Qingjun felt a headache coming on.
But soon, he thought of something. "I don't need to find a new person. I just need to find one from the existing members of the Fiendgod Banquet to be reincarnated into this era."
"Who will be the ancestor of the Yan Emperor?"
Fu Qingjun narrowed his eyes and looked to the other side. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth raised into a smile.
"Why did you come at such a good time?"
"Sure enough, when it comes to being an ancient ancestor, it still depends on you, Qin Hong. With your face, perhaps in the future, the whole world will have your face, Qin Hong."
…
World War II Earth.
Qin Hong walked out of the cafeteria of the Miao Chuntang and looked at the starry sky.
Two years!
Two whole years!
Who knew how she had endured it?
After her first life as the Angel Emperor, she had never really reincarnated a second time.
Although in reality, there had been secret developments, establishing Buddhism during the World War II and reviving the land of Shushan, she still wanted to pass the test of the Fiendgod Banquet and be reincarnated into another era, the distant future or the past.
But she was besieged by a group of crazy angels. It was too difficult to create a species to defeat the angels she created.
"But today, I finally succeeded."
Qin Hong's face was full of excitement as she looked at the species in front of her. "Sure enough, to deal with this group of flying birdmen, I still have to use electricity."
Every creature had bioelectricity, and in front of her was a powerful species that used bioelectricity. "After fusing with the species of electric eel, and then carrying out a new genetic reprogramming … According to the principle of reincarnation, I should be reincarnated into a deep-sea creature of a certain era, or a fish creature?"
She kept thinking. "The final stage."
Soon, a few days passed, and she completed the final test.
"Let me reincarnate, go to a certain era."
She looked at the dark Fiendgod Banquet, "Praise the nameless god in the void, no matter what era it is, I will spread your glory to the entire world!"
Click.
It was pitch black in front of her.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself in an exquisite box.
She seemed to be some kind of jade-like ship decoration, exquisite and exquisite, exuding an astonishing aura.
"Wait, where's the fish?" She was a little stunned. This time, why wasn't she reincarnated into a similar species, "This is not a fish at all, it's not even related to animals, right?"
The next moment, she quietly opened the box and observed her surroundings.
It was an ancient and elegant room. A man with white wings was sitting on a desk.
But when Qin Hong saw the man's appearance, she was instantly shocked.
God! What time and space did I come to?
And why does God's face look so young and inexperienced, there was no powerful aura around him. Could it be that I have returned to God's childhood?
She was completely stunned!
But the next second, she suddenly thought of something even more terrifying, "God, it is said that he is a remnant of the prehistoric flood, very ancient … Could it be that I have come to the mythical era of the prehistoric flood, see God in his childhood, and witness that great cosmic civilization, and … a living Gatha?"
Her face was full of disbelief.
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