They secretly rejoiced that it was all thanks to the mercy of this Outer God.
"Do you have any questions?"
Fu Qingjun sat on the high ground and asked, "If there are no questions, then I will say this much. Whether the living beings of this world and the Reincarnated Humans can rise depends on yourselves."
At this moment, Odysseus slowly stood up and said, "Medicine, military, and machinery are three paths. The medical path is broad and profound, focusing on the fundamental principles of life's structure. Although military forging is simple, the use of weapons is very complicated. I have only been in the hands for a while, and I feel that the changes are countless times more than sharp claws. There are picking, stabbing, chopping …"
"Only machinery. I understand the principle of this crossbow and the power of this spring. Could it be that the path of machinery is so simple?"
Fu Qingjun suddenly burst into laughter. "At first glance, the other two are profound, but I can't see the depth of 'machinery'. It has endless possibilities. A mortal's body can kill a deity in heaven even if his muscles and bones are weak!"
"Kill … kill gods?" Odysseus stammered.
A mortal who had never cultivated could also kill gods in heaven by mastering the path of machinery?
A mortal killing gods.
This … was this a joke?
Their minds had already gone blank.
All the grandmasters widened their eyes and swallowed their saliva. Their expressions were incomparably aghast, and endless fear ignited in their hearts.
Fu Qingjun just smiled and said, "You can study everything yourself."
He said no more and left quickly, leaving the shocked people on the ground.
The seeds of civilization had already been planted. Whether they could blossom and bear fruit, and which direction they would develop in, was their own business.
In any case, these demon grandmasters were so strong and had tyrannical recovery abilities. They should be able to withstand it. After all, they did not expect to become so fierce after only four days.
"After they help me forge weapons, there will be no worries … In a few days, when the nuclear radiation dissipates a little, I plan to send them to hell to explore the ruins of Earth's doomsday."
After all, there would always be sacrifices.
If no one sacrificed their lives to explore the future, to explore the unknown and mystery, there would be no information, and there would be no future.
Fu Qingjun already had a plan.
He had been developing ants since he came to this world for a few days. He studied his special ability, thinking about how they could be used.
He had been thinking about the future of mankind.
The Earth was reduced to ruins. In just half a day, humans were forced to use the strongest weapon. Although it was said to be the strongest weapon, everyone knew that it was similar to mutual destruction.
And that ship might be a relic of some mysterious advanced civilization from a parallel Earth. It escaped from our world, and after it was destroyed here, it accidentally brought me to this world?
In other words, the ship was fleeing frantically?
Every world in the parallel universe of Earth was facing destruction!
Although this world seemed to be very safe, perhaps in a decade or even a century, it might end up like this world …
The trend of the future era would be similar. The era of cold weapon martial arts would decline, and science and technology would rise. Then, nuclear weapons would be developed and used.
Going by this line of reasoning, the extinction of humans on Earth in every parallel world … was unavoidable. It was just that the order of death was different.
He was under immense psychological pressure!
Parallel worlds, black holes, traveling through space and time … These were all hypotheses of human scientists, science fiction movies, but who would have thought that they would actually appear in reality?
"In other words, I have to think of a way. Although it's very impractical … I still have to try to resist that unknown and terrifying natural disaster. What kind of mysterious enemy is it? Aliens? Natural disaster? Man-made disaster? "
Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and looked at the ants on the table. "I have to think of a way … even if it means creating and developing a new civilization that belongs to me, I have to destroy the existing civilization."
"Even if it means creating another kind of disaster, I have to resist the current disaster."
"Ant Exploration Team, advance!"
"Write a song of praise for the future of mankind!"
…
The sky gradually brightened.
Three centuries had passed in one night. It was quite fulfilling. He had invested the antmen and knowledge.
The infrastructure had been completed. After a few days of stability, they were just waiting for them to explore the ruined world.
Fu Qingjun was looking forward to it.
He opened his eyes slowly on the bed, feeling extremely refreshed. "It seems that my exhausted body has recovered after a good night's sleep. I'm full of energy now."
He stood up and washed his face, brushed his teeth, and spat out water. Then, he began to cook.
"Iron and copper plates are easy, pots and pans are a lot, but rubber bands … I'll have to drag Little Trumpet to get them, but it's not troublesome … Then, I'll get a batch of sewing needles and use them as shooting arrows. Let's see if they can make Pear Blossom Storm Needles the size of a precise mechanical matchbox and shoot them in rapid succession."
After all, a tall building was built from the ground up.
This primitive and crude tribal demon kingdom civilization had to be developed bit by bit … At the very least, he had to make sure that this primitive tribal civilization could protect itself!
He was very clear that he was a weakling.
And this was Fu Qingjun's most ideal weapon.
The matchbox-shaped hidden weapon was too small and too precise, but it was not a problem for these ants.
"I'll get over a hundred matchboxes and stuff them all over my body, and shoot them at the same time with a light flick of my hair. When my enemies see me, they'll definitely be afraid of my Iron Thread Fist. They won't expect me to launch a sneak attack. With Pear Blossom Storm Needles, they won't even know what will happen and become a hornet's nest in an instant …"
Fu Qingjun felt that it should be able to deal with some weaker martial artists. With their thick muscles, shooting at the eyes, nose, ears, and lower body could also cause fatal damage.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he began to practice martial arts, cultivating the Holy Manual of Sun.
"Hu!!!"
His breathing was long, and he half-squatted with his eyes slightly closed.
This was the movement of all the muscles in his body in a subtle way. His back, waist, abdomen, calves, arms … Hot sweat quickly appeared, and his sweat fell like rain.
"Cultivating the martial arts of this world isn't something that can be done in a day. It's still too slow."
According to normal martial arts, his bone age had already been fixed, and it was almost impossible for him to cultivate martial arts. Even getting started would be difficult.
But Fu Qingjun's entire body was a little special, and it still had a lot of potential.
He guessed that it was because his soul was still growing, and so his body was growing along with it. He was growing into a special creature, and his body's development was not completely fixed.
Fu Qingjun had seen the Iron Thread Fist secret manual passed down in his family, and it was written in great detail.
"And other than the problem of bone age, there's also the feeling of the stance.
"It's very complicated, and it's divided into nine stages. The first is the pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, and lumbar muscles … Every stage increases the control and trembling of every muscle in the body. At the perfect ninth stage, when the stance is done, all the major muscles in the body are trembling, and there's not a single muscle dead spot …
"During the trembling, the whole body will heat up! It's like a melting pot of muscles!
"This is the great completion of the Muscle-Weight Realm. Muscle-Weight means to have perfect control, to be able to weigh all the weight of the muscles …
Whoosh!!
Fu Qingjun's expression was solemn, and he sank his Qi into his Dantian. He was sweating profusely, and the sweat slid down his boundless hair to the ground, like rainwater scattering with a black sunflower.
"Others, no matter how talented they are in martial arts, would probably need three to four months to master the basic frequency and tremble a part of the simplest muscles in the arms and legs … But I've already reached perfection in this aspect of body control in an instant."
He was trembling all his muscles at the same time!
His soul was terrifyingly huge, and his control and perception of his body were at the microscopic level. It was obvious that he was blessed by heaven for cultivating the first realm!
However, practicing martial arts was a matter of accumulation.
Even if he could cultivate all the muscle groups at the same time, he wouldn't need to sense and guide them one by one. It would be impossible for him to reach the Muscle-Weight Realm and step into the Bone Weighing Realm in a short time.
Based on the current situation, it would take at least a month, and that was already an unbelievable speed.
"However, the martial arts of this world are a little scary!
"The first realm is already so exaggerated, perfectly controlling the strength and flow of the muscles. Maybe this' Muscle-Weight 'realm includes the control of the muscles of our martial arts, Light Strength, Dark Strength, and Neutral Strength … Just this realm alone has already reached the pinnacle of martial arts in my world.
After standing for a few minutes, he was drenched in sweat, and could no longer stand stably. Only then did he stop his stance.
He started to refine the mental aspect of the Scripture of Sun.
He felt that it was indeed useful.
His control over his mental energy had greatly increased, and he was able to use his hair more freely.
For example, he was using his hair to weave a black mesh shirt. Normally, he could bulge the muscles of the devil's arms and abs under the shirt, and he looked very fierce.
"I've also become a devil's muscle man. I'm strong, and I look like I weigh a few hundred kilograms!"
Fu Qingjun looked at himself in the mirror, and slowly raised his arm.
He was wearing a bulging black silk stocking, and his muscles gave off an extremely violent and streamlined sense of beauty. The edges and corners were clear, and it looked like there were countless tree roots entangling, and his blood vessels were bulging.
"Using my hair to simulate the movement of muscles, raising my hand, and bending my waist, there's no sense of incongruity … This requires a deep understanding of muscles, but I've learned human anatomy, and it's still useful." He was adjusting the expression of his muscles.
However, these muscles could not be touched, because they only looked like firm muscles.
"But the muscles of my legs are a little troublesome."
"Right now, I'm like the lower body of a muscular bear, and I have two bean sprout legs standing on it."
Fu Qingjun thought for a while, "Oh right, can I cut off my hair and weave it into a separate pair of pants, and then use my hair like a plug to connect to the hair on the pants, and control it?"
He instantly became excited.
He quickly used his hair to weave a black hair doll in the air, and then cut it.
Then, he used a section of hair to dance, and slowly connected to the hair of the black hair doll on the table.
In an instant, he had a vague feeling that his energy was connected to an electric pipe, and he was able to control the black hair doll!
"It works!"
Fu Qingjun laughed out loud, "This is like a puppet master! Weave my hair into clothes, dolls, curtains, and as long as my hair is connected to it, and energy is injected to activate it, I can control it again … "
There were too many ways to play!
"First, a pair of hair knitting pants."
Fu Qingjun thought about it and felt disgusted, but he did not care about his hair.
After all, many clothes were made from animal products, such as wool, goose down, and silk. Were they not covered with animal hair?
He quickly knitted a pair of black knitted pants. It was extremely exquisite, and it looked like loose bell-bottom jeans.
His hair turned into a belt, and he hooked it to the top of the pants. The entire black knitted jeans were like soft waves, and the shape of muscles appeared.
Whoosh!
Like the waves and tides, it had a strong sense of beauty.
Boom! Fu Qingjun's black silk net muscles twisted and wriggled like a balloon, and rapidly expanded, turning into a sturdy black devil muscle giant, and a fierce aura surged.
"It's done!"
Fu Qingjun was satisfied. This was too cool!
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