This could already be considered a small indoor fire.
"The rest of the wood can be split and used as firewood for cooking."
Fu Qingjun used a bucket to extinguish the flames on the table, then used a broom and a garbage shovel to clean up the water, garbage, and sawdust on the ground … Finally, he cleaned up the roasted ants in the fire and put them in the white wine.
Basically, after his hint, the ants that were still alive chose to be washed away by the water, which was almost impossible, because they cultivated the martial arts of this world, it was impossible that they couldn't even withstand the water.
Of course, if they were washed away and flowed down from the world above the four pillars, they couldn't blame him for being ruthless.
"After cleaning the table, it's almost time to tidy up the aftermath."
Fu Qingjun cleaned the ground like a big cleaning, looking at the messy charcoal charred table, he was silent for a moment, "I have to change a new table and build a new sand table."
The new world might not be a table.
The new creatures might not be ants.
Everything could be explored again, looking for new species.
And outside, Little Loud Mouth and Li Mo also had to be busy with their mechanical pocket watches. After all, coming to this unfamiliar industrial era world, they still had to think about how to live.
Building a new sand table and all kinds of development needed resources!
"The first batch of demon civilization developed for four and a half days, the speed exceeded my expectations!"
"However, the era of the Solar Pharaoh is finally over."
"The bloodline of Gatha's descendants is gradually thinning, the new life, it is difficult to sleep in the Sunflower Cemetery, sunflower seed ancient coffin … to the next future."
"And replacing it is the world ruled by the Grand Master of Soul and Body. They don't need to sleep anymore, as real life, the brain can accommodate the soul, and they can live to the next era."
The main characters of the future will definitely be them.
"Even, they have self-improved species, they are no longer ants … Their descendants, although small in size, may not be unable to accommodate the soul in the brain … In other words, it is possible to use it for a lifetime after one charge!"
"Then, the fourth realm of martial arts …"
"Obviously, my soul interferes with the body, causing their body to be unstable, and it is easy to increase the realm … I can use the sand table civilization to deduce the future realm, raise the martial arts of this world, and see the future path of the extraordinary system!"
Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and cleaned the room.
I'll leave the table there for now. I'll get a table tomorrow.
However, due to this sudden change, his clock and music box were not successfully manufactured.
He looked at the time. It seemed like the war had been going on for a long time, but in fact, it was only seven o 'clock. The upheaval had only lasted for a little more than an hour.
"There should still be enough time."
Fu Qingjun took a deep breath. Although the charcoal table was a mess, this was the best he could do.
He took out a small bottle, poured out a humanoid ant with ahoge, and then slowly stepped onto the edge of the broken jet-black table.
…
The earth was burnt to a crisp.
Fu Qingjun had seen a lot of ruins after the fire on TV, but this was the first time he had experienced it himself. It was riddled with holes and filled with sorrowful creatures.
Sob sob sob.
The living beings on the ground were rebuilding their houses.
Fu Qingjun walked over slowly, feeling a little sad.
In front of him was the tribe from back then. Those forthright muscular men had all listened attentively to the lecture. The experts of the older generation had almost all withered away, leaving only the younger generation.
"God …"
Their expressions suddenly lit up, and hope was ignited.
"They are all dead." The youth from back then stood up with a sorrowful expression.
"Everything in the world has its own rules." Fu Qingjun said softly, "Don't be so fixated on what's in front of you. You have to fulfill the deal you promised me."
"Of course." The youth bowed. "We will not break our promise."
Only he knew how useful bows and arrows, swords, and spears were in that battle.
At the same realm, they could easily slice apart the opponent's muscles and bones. They had killed many Godfiends and contributed extremely terrifying power to this battle.
The power of Machinery made them have a clear understanding of it.
"What do we have to do?" The youth could not help but ask.
Fu Qingjun looked around.
There were more than a thousand Ant-Humans.
There were almost no Third Realm Grandmasters left. However, as their bodies cultivated one after another, almost all of them were at the Second Realm. They could be considered martial arts experts.
More than a thousand Human Ants were building a watch.
One night's time at seven times the speed was equivalent to seven nights. It should be enough …
Fu Qingjun originally wanted to make the music box and the pocket watch at the same time, but he had clearly lost the strongest group of blacksmiths. Perhaps he was pressed for time, so he made one first.
The pocket watch could be made purely by hand.
There were not many production lines in the old era. Most of them were semi-mechanized, which gave rise to the profession of watchmaking.
Even in the modern era, some luxury brand watches were made purely by hand by craftsmen. They could easily cost tens of millions to collect IQ tax.
"Boom!"
In the next second, a huge millstone fell from the sky like a huge meteor crashing into the ground!
One after another, countless thick pieces of iron and copper fell to the ground, becoming the raw materials for them to forge.
Fu Qingjun said calmly, "You can dismantle these machines and make them … as narrow and intricate as possible."
Following Fu Qingjun's instructions, they climbed onto the huge circular platform and opened the lid to see the extremely intricate mechanical gears inside.
This is??
Unbelievable!
All the ants looked at this huge mechanical miracle in shock.
The huge intricate gears slowly rotated, emitting a beautiful metallic luster. They connected with each other and gave off a soft ticking sound. It was like a metal abyss that stirred the world. If they were not careful, they would be crushed to pieces if they fell.
This was the creation of God!
This was … the knowledge of the outside world!?
Looking at this incomparably intricate machine, their heads were about to explode.
It was too beautiful!
It was unimaginably beautiful!
Their eyes were filled with shock, and their minds were blank.
This was the true power of machinery. The bows and crossbows from before were unimaginably crude!
For a primitive tribal civilization, seeing modern mechanical craftsmanship was definitely shocking. Perhaps airplanes wouldn't give them such a huge shock, because their knowledge gap was too big. They couldn't understand engines, oil, and so on … But the exquisite mechanical dial inside the pocket watch was what gave them the most terrifying shock!
Clockwork, springs, gears, metal frames …
These were all things that they could easily make. When they were put together and wound up, they could actually move on their own. This was simply the most perfect mechanical work of art. It had an unimaginable beauty.
They began to study how to dismantle this huge dial that was the size of a football field. Everyone was in an uproar!
"Oh my god!"
"This divine tool, as long as you twist the cylinder, it will move on its own!"
"Miracle! The miracle of God! "
"These are all things that we could make, but …"
"Infinite combinations, infinite possibilities!!"
They were amazed by this creation and were completely immersed in studying it.
"Looks like their sorrow has been diverted." Fu Qingjun smiled and left after leaving the things behind. He knew that these remnant people were able to pull themselves together.
After leaving the table, Fu Qingjun began to tidy up again and looked at the bottle of Ant Wine.
Battle of the Gods.
The corpses of the Gods and Demons were all immersed in it.
The wine was crystal clear, like some kind of treasure, emitting an unbelievable luster. In a sense, this was the tomb of the Gods.
"The essence of the entire era is here."
Fu Qingjun had just started cultivating martial arts, so his soul was sharp. He could somewhat understand the majestic essence, spirit, martial intent, and powerful and pure transcendent souls contained in this bottle of wine …
These gradually dissipating souls mixed together and melted in the wine, giving off a majestic feeling.
"The transcendent souls in this bottle contain the Gods and Demons of the entire Sun Dynasty!
"The God of Death, the God of Stars, the God of Earth … There are so many of them."
Fu Qingjun thought for a few seconds and suddenly had a bold idea. What would happen if he took back the souls that he had sent out?
He thought for a few seconds and slowly inserted a strand of hair into the wine, drinking it like a straw.
Boom!
The majestic soul energy instantly flowed back into his head.
Fu Qingjun felt as if his soul had been injected with some ferment drug, like a fuse, as if something had exploded in his head.
Fu Qingjun walked to the mirror in a daze.
He looked at himself in the mirror. Most of the hair that was tied around his waist had fallen off, causing his hair to be tied around his waist like a Native American hula.
"I'm bald again?"
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