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Chapter 1112

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It was not easy for Fang Ning to complete the huge and perfect vitality conversion device to meet the needs of the gigantic dragon below.

Oh, he almost forgot that it was actually his own body.

'Sigh, I'm slacking off even when working for myself, looks like I'm hopeless.'

Fang Ning blinked and suddenly asked, "Sir System, don't you need to sleep now?"

"What do you mean by that?" Sir System was puzzled. "I'm not like you, I've always been working in 24/7 mode."

"When you asked me to make this vitality conversion device, I suddenly remembered that once a gigantic dragon enters the mature stage, it needs to enter a long slumber from time to time. Now that I think about it, it's because they consume too much energy, so they need to sleep to reduce their intake of external resources. Otherwise, the natural ecosystem won't be able to bear it." Fang Ning said thoughtfully.

"Don't worry about this. After you're done with this, hurry up and bring Daqing and those Heavenly Spirits Clan ghosts to the Celestial Clan to deal with your Upper Realm agent. I've realized that other than procrastination syndrome, you also have a hardworking syndrome. After working hard for a while, just when you get some results, you have to confidently relax and slack off. "Sir System scorned.

If Sir System had not mentioned it, Fang Ning would have almost forgotten about these important matters …

He had nothing to say and could only return to the System Space, enter the coffin, and merge his spiritual sense with System No. 2.

"Eh, System No. 2, you've been lying in the coffin for the past few days, why don't you go out for a breather?" Fang Ning was surprised.

"Uh, what does breather mean?" System No. 2 was puzzled.

"Scary, Sir System is really vicious, it didn't even instill the concept of rest in you." Fang Ning sympathized.

"Rest, I don't have the authority to rest." System No. 2 replied blankly.

"As expected." Fang Ning sighed.

Then, he said to Sir System, "Alright, now let the green-skinned frog send me and the great green insect over at the same time."

"They're already prepared in the Draconic Arcane Realm, unlike you, who only knows how to slack off." Sir System said resentfully.

"Alright, alright, that's enough. After I ascend to heaven this time, I'll definitely collect a divine ability that can make me stronger by lying down before coming back." Fang Ning said confidently.

"You wish."



The next moment, when Fang Ning opened his eyes, he found himself in front of a barren desert.

A green flag was stuck in front of the desert, and on the flag were written the words "Fight the Heavens and Fight the Earth, Strive for Self-improvement".

Beside the flag, there was a group of people planting something. It seemed to be some sort of thorny, light-blue shrub.

Some people dug holes, some planted seedlings, some buried soil, and some watered.

It was an assembly line operation with high efficiency.

"Hiss …" Fang Ning was surprised. "Interesting, this is more like a normal modern country."

"Uh, these shrubs don't look edible," a voice came from the side.

Fang Ning did not even need to turn his head to know who was speaking.

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice appeared.

"This is the Blue Thorn Tree. When it grows up, it will bear a very small blue fruit. It can be used as medicine to treat colds and typhoid. Even if we don't have any Taoist priests, we can still treat ourselves. It is most suitable to be planted in the desert. It doesn't need to consume fertile land and it also has the effect of protecting soil and water."

When Fang Ning heard this, he felt a sense of respect and looked at the person who spoke.

It was a man in his thirties. His face was weathered, and his hands were full of calluses. He looked like an old farmer at first glance.

Fang Ning thought of the ignorant villagers who prayed for rain and the rioters who took advantage of the situation. Compared to the busy people in front of him, he could not help but sigh. Indeed, education determined everything.

As long as there was no interference from the powerful gods, since humans could be born in this environment, they had the ability to live a good life on their own.

After all, humans were the most amazing creatures of nature.

"Hey, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before?" The great green insect flew over with a porcelain jar and looked at the middle-aged man.

"General Tu Lei of the Celestial Clan greets Your Highness." The weathered middle-aged man bowed to the great green insect.

"Oh, it's Teacher Tu. I'm sorry, it's been too long. I forgot." The great green insect said embarrassedly.

Fang Ning remembered that when he went to the Dragon Realm, he met the great green insect's sisters. They must have passed the news back to the clan.

He asked curiously, "Teacher Tu, why are you leading these people to transform the environment? Aren't you worried that you're doing it for nothing? "

"As long as the sun still rises, we should live as usual. We can't lose hope for tomorrow just because the future is dark." Teacher Tu said seriously.

"Well said." Fang Ning nodded and asked, "But I don't understand. With the power and status of the Celestial Clan, you don't need these mortals to live a good life. Why are you helping them so sincerely? Those immortals in the past did not care about the mortals. "

"You should know the true origin of the Celestial Clan, right?" Teacher Tu asked.

"Yes, I know. You guys are the descendants of immortals and mortals." Fang Ning naturally knew about this. They were like the children of the cowherd and the weaver girl.

They had to continue to reproduce and eventually became a clan with the bloodline of the immortals and gods.

"During the Dharma Ending Calamity, the Immortal God World sealed the Ascension Passage. The Celestial Clan only had two ways out. One was to stay and the other was to go to your world. Her Highness the Princess went to your world, but she was unlucky and was reincarnated. The others are also preparing to go to your world, but me and a few others have decided to stay. "Teacher Tu looked at the mortals and said.

"Why?" Fang Ning asked. "If you stay, you might lose your longevity and power?"

"Some things have to be done. Not everyone only plans for themselves. Maybe I'm just that kind of idiot and weirdo." Teacher Tu said helplessly.

"I don't understand." The great green insect said blankly.

Fang Ning heard this and looked at the System Map. Then, he took out a book.

"I'm impressed. Please accept this book, Teacher. A good person should be rewarded."

"Incense God Transformation Ability?"

Tu Lei looked at the book and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

He did not act pretentiously and took the book. He smiled bitterly and said, "They all say that you're from the Lower Realm. I didn't expect that the knowledge we obtained from your world would become an opportunity to save our world."

"You're the same. Civilizations can only go further by communicating. Isolation will only lead to death." Fang Ning sighed.

This was the conclusion of countless civilizations' blood and tears.

Just like the Native Americans, because they were isolated in the Americas, their civilization did not progress. In the end, they were defeated by the Europeans' invasion.

On the contrary, Asia had many exchanges and could still put up a certain resistance until they gradually fell.

After personally meeting a representative of the Celestial Clan, Fang Ning knew that he could cooperate with these people.

This was because they were willing to work and rely on their own hands to change their lives instead of placing their hopes on the immortals and the imperial court.

Thus, he told Tu Lei about his agent request.

"You want to provide some pills so that we can send people to form a caravan and search for all kinds of cultural books in the Primary World?" Tu Lei asked in surprise.

"Yes. If we do this, the Upper Realm's tens of billions of years of history won't all go to nothing. Although it will be suppressed by the immortals and gods, there will be some leftovers. This will be beneficial to both you and me." Fang Ning said seriously.

"In principle, I agree. After all, this won't do us any harm." Tu Lei said, "However, it will consume a lot of manpower. I still need to discuss with a few others to decide how to deploy them."

"Of course, I have the patience." Fang Ning nodded and looked at Daqing. "That jar of yours should contain the Celestial Spirits Clan, right?"

"Yes, it's a group of spirits, but they look familiar." Daqing grabbed the jar and said.

"Mm, these are all your Celestial Clan's relatives. They should be somewhat mystical and can play a role in the future caravan." Fang Ning said, "Give it to Teacher Tu. I believe he'll be able to arrange these people."

"I've heard of the Celestial Spirits Clan. I didn't expect them to come out of the World of Spirits and Souls. It's not easy." Tu Lei sighed and took the jar from the great green insect.

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