The world had only been in operation for 150 years, and civilization was still in the wilderness.
Fang Ning finished his milk and looked around. There were five or six children of the same age as him on the brick bed.
The house was made of stone, and there were a few windows on the stone wall. The windows were inlaid with glass, and it seemed that the productivity was not low.
It was already good enough to have such productivity. At least the glass, which was one of the artifacts of transmigration, was created.
The milk bottle used just now was also made of glass. To be able to blow glass into the shape of a bottle, the industrial chain involved should not be low.
To be able to have such a standard, it was naturally because Fang Ning did not let these souls start from zero. Instead, he infused some basic technological knowledge from his past life into them.
Moreover, there were Babel Towers everywhere, and each floor was built with books of knowledge. They were open to everyone, and everyone could fill in their knowledge.
With such a knowledge base, it was not a big deal to create glass after 150 years of development.
Fang Ning was looking forward to seeing the steam engine.
While Fang Ning was watching, a baby next to him crawled over and shouted at him, quickly and anxiously.
Fang Ning really did not understand. He could only use some simple Morse code.
Therefore, he decided to cheat.
"Sir, are you there?"
He said in his heart.
"Not here."
A voice replied directly.
"Give me some face." Fang Ning said humbly.
At this time, the child saw that Fang Ning did not respond, and seemed to think that he was a fool. He came over and pushed him hard with his little hand.
Poor Fang Ning's legs were atrophied, and he could not resist at all. He could only swallow his anger.
Then, the other children also cried out one after another.
With Fang Ning's level of children's language, he really could not understand. It took a lot of effort to fabricate the information about the treasure just now. It was like writing English, it could be written, but not understood.
At this time, a game interface notification appeared.
"You've received a gift from an unknown existence. You've obtained the talent of language proficiency."
"Uh, Sir, you're still kind." Fang Ning said with relief.
"You still have half of the shares. You can't be too sullen."
At this time, Fang Ning suddenly understood these "wah wah" sounds.
"Don't bully this friend."
"Yes, if you reincarnate carelessly, you'll cry for your loved ones."
"If you ask me, this friend should quickly find a rock to kill himself. Save time, and reincarnate."
What kind of human speech was that?
Fang Ning was furious. As a God of Creation, he was despised by his own creation. This was all the fault of a certain idiot.
However, for the time being, he did not dare to resist. After all, he was still under the control of others.
With language proficiency, it would be much more convenient.
Fang Ning turned around and said to the child who pushed him, "What did you say just now? Say it again. "
"Oh, I say, Fellow Daoist, you don't look like you have a good life. How about this, let's sign a soul contract. You work for me for three lifetimes, and I'll support you for the rest of your life."
"In your dreams." Fang Ning was exasperated when he heard this. He was taking advantage of the situation.
It seemed that it was really difficult to build a true, kind, and beautiful world. After all, as long as it was an individual's consciousness, it would be shaken in the face of benefits, even if it was set in the game world.
To be honest, the game world was even more unscrupulous. Because there was no real death, people were less fearful.
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In the previous world, in the game that Fang Ning played, there were countless transvestites and scammers. Only one out of ten players were meticulous, but the majority of them were not meticulous. For the sake of a simple game ranking, for the sake of a few pieces of equipment, they would turn against each other. There were even many unsightly words of abuse that would leave anyone dumbfounded.
"Well, do you understand now?" Sir System sneered. "Do you think that by creating a game setting where souls are immortal, you can make people do good? Let people live in harmony? You're too naive. "
"Yes, yes, it's easy to be childish if you don't test it yourself." Fang Ning was speechless, this was the truth.
The soul in that baby's body was obviously trying to take advantage of the situation.
He could foresee that there would be even more ugly things happening in his newly established travel world.
Seeing that Fang Ning did not agree, the baby pushed him off the kang bed with all his might!
"…" Fang Ning was shocked. He did not expect to see something so ugly so soon!
"Wah wah!" He began to yell at the baby.
"What are you trying to do? Aren't you afraid that I'll settle the score with you in your next life? "
"Hmph, do you know who I will be in my next life? I'll just change into another skin. "The soul in the baby threatened Fang Ning." Are you going to sign the soul agreement or not? "
"If I'm not going to sign it, throw me to my death if you dare!" Fang Ning was furious. Although he had the title of God of Creation, he had always been seized. His temperament had never transcended the scope of ordinary people. He was still an emotional creature who could clearly distinguish between gratitude and hatred.
"Sigh, how could it be like this? Stop fooling around." The other babies did not expect things to develop to this extent. One by one, they began to crawl over.
One of them pulled Fang Ning back out of kindness and did not let him fall.
"Hmph, stop messing around. To tell you the truth, I'm from the Heavenly Society. In this world, the strong are the kings. Our souls are immortal, and we will be kings for generations." The soul threatened everyone.
"Heavenly Society? I heard that it's a large society that has existed since the beginning of the world? "Some of the babies were frightened.
"It seems so. They seem to have occupied a large part of the Sky River. There are more than a million of them. They have a strict system of receiving reincarnation. They have never been very friendly to us independent people."
These babies discussed as they slowly crawled back.
"Very good, very good." Fang Ning was so angry that he laughed. He had always wanted to build a true, kind, and beautiful free world, but he did not expect reality to slap him in the face.
If there were ten thousand people, there would be no end to it. If the forest was big, there would be all kinds of birds.
The soul of the Heavenly Society would never have imagined what his actions would bring to the whole world.
The only thing he could rejoice about was that Fang Ning was no longer an extreme teenager, but an 18-year-old with mature thoughts.
At this moment, the middle-aged man walked in, followed by an old woman.
"Sigh, how could this be?" He seemed to know everything that had happened here.
"Friend from the Heavenly Society, I'll send you back to your society now. Please don't make things difficult for these friends," the middle-aged man said politely.
"Hmph, now you're afraid? It's too late. Give us your family's property, and we'll spare your life. Otherwise, we'll find out the true name of your soul and hunt you down for generations! "The soul that threatened Fang Ning turned around and scolded the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's face darkened. He said coldly, "Is that so? It seems that I'm ignorant and ill-informed. When did the Heavenly Society become such a tyrannical organization! "
A trace of panic flashed across the ugly soul's face. This middle-aged man did not seem to be an ordinary independent person.
"So what? I have three brothers who are Joss Masters in the Heavenly Society. Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. "
"Very well, then I'll go and find out what your true name is. How can you be so tyrannical?" The middle-aged man said to the old woman, "Fellow Wu, please separate these children and look after them. I'll have to trouble you."
"Fellow Liu, you're too kind. It's no trouble at all. I don't have many years left to live anyway. If I'm tired now, it'll be easier in my next life," the old woman said, then went to the kang and began to pick up the babies one by one.
The middle-aged man took one last look at the boy who looked fierce but was actually weak inside, then turned around and left.
Just like that, Fang Ning was carried out again.
"How about it, Mr. Rich Boss? Where's the beautiful world you created? Where's your truth, goodness, and beauty? "Sir System gloated.
"Damn it." Fang Ning was speechless. This was a real slap in the face, the kind that hurt so much that he could not breathe. After all, when he was in the void, he had arrogantly said that he would rely on a world of truth, goodness, and beauty to defeat the previous Old World.
Now, the world he created was the first to fall into the Old World. This was called being defeated without a fight.
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