After Fang Ning received the Sky Eagle's message, he rewarded the messenger eagle with a pill. The eagle thanked him profusely and left.
He looked around and saw that there was no sign of human habitation on the ground. All kinds of small demons and ghosts were rampaging everywhere, flaunting their prowess and fighting ceaselessly. Only the steel forest was still standing quietly, showing off the civilization that once existed on this land.
The fertile fields were overgrown with all kinds of weeds and shrubs after a period of absence. It looked like the fertile fields were going back to the jungle era.
To those conservationists, this could be excellent news.
The Earth at this time could be said to be the cleanest since the start of the industrial era.
No wonder those big demons were eager to make trouble. Anyone would be envious of such a fertile land.
"What's the big thing you're talking about?" Sir System asked curiously.
"Farming," Fang Ning said lightly.
"Uh, it really is a big thing," Sir System said, dumbfounded.
"Nonsense, don't you know how much food you've eaten these past two days? Humans now rely on the organic matter provided by all-purpose bacteria to synthesize all kinds of nutrition paste. Do you want to eat that? "Fang Ning said disdainfully.
"I don't want to eat it, but I'm not the one eating it … I don't really care about the taste," Sir System said proudly.
"Damn it, it doesn't taste good. The great green insect eats slowly and replenishes its blood slowly. It'll be killed in an instant. Let's see if you still care about it," Fang Ning said angrily.
"Uh, that's really a problem. No wonder you said it's a big thing. I thought you were going to secretly play games again, "Sir System said embarrassedly.
"Am I the kind of person who doesn't know what's going on?"
"Aren't you?"
Fang Ning could not be bothered with this idiot. He took out his phone and sent a message to the black cat.
However, the phone showed that the other party was not in the service area.
"Uh, this human retreated into the arcane realm. Even the communication facilities were abandoned? That can't be. At least the satellites are still working. "Fang Ning looked at the space above his head and was very depressed.
"I can't do anything about it. You know, I can only connect to the existing network," Sir System said angrily.
"Right, don't you still have the system-bound tiger saddle? Can you send it a message through that? "Fang Ning suddenly had an idea.
"We can only make it feel pain or not. The function of sending messages hasn't been developed, but we can know where it is," Sir System explained.
"That's enough. Don't you know Morse code? Short pain is one symbol, and long pain is another. Translate it like this, "Fang Ning's imagination ran wild." Saves me the trouble of looking for it. How cheap would that be? "
"Uh, you're really imaginative. I'll give it a try …" Sir System was quite interested.
…
Land of Heritage.
In a herb garden, Tom the Black Tiger, who was commanding a group of small and exquisite spiritually-controlled mechs, suddenly felt an ache in his waist and fell to the ground.
"What's wrong with you? Lord Spirit Tiger? "A crimson red robot hopped over and helped him up.
"It's okay, Rice. You can continue with your work. I might have been overworked recently, and my stamina is low." Tom the Black Tiger said bitterly.
It was very clear in its heart what was going on, but it couldn't tell outsiders.
The pain came from the tiger saddle tied to his waist. It was obvious who did it.
It staggered to the end of the field and laid on the ground, looking at the robots.
The robot named "Rice" immediately returned to its post.
Then, the pain appeared regularly.
It was very puzzled. What was Vigilante A doing?
It wasn't really painful, but it just had to be long and short, two long and one short, for it to appear like this …
"Damn it, this bastard, he's really thinking of ways to torture me," Tom the Black Cat said bitterly, then looked at the robots. "Did someone tip him off? How else would he know that I'm slacking off?"
After a while, it had an idea. It thought, 'Could this be a secret code?'
It quickly remembered what this secret code was.
"So it's Morse code." With that thought, it immediately understood the meaning of the pain.
"He wants me to go to the highest peak of the American Rocky Mountain to find him. He's really arrogant. Does he really think of me as a slave?"
Tom thought gloomily. It then got up obediently and told the robots that it had something to do. It would continue to learn how to grow Yin-attribute herbs according to the previous teaching materials.
The robots saluted it one by one and respectfully sent it off.
Behind every robot, there was a master operator.
In this day and age, it was difficult to find a job. Those who could find a job were the cream of the crop.
Most people's living conditions, to put it nicely, were like rearing pigs, acting as spiritual and magical energy batteries.
Modern people were not stupid. They could understand this state at a glance.
There were only a few tens of millions of people who had the right to operate the spiritually-controlled robots. Their work efficiency was tens to hundreds of times better than before.
Whether it was speed or physical strength, they were far beyond the state of mortals. The upper limit of their work efficiency was determined by their proficiency in operating the robots' spiritual control.
There was no shortage of experts who could play tricks everywhere.
Just like the small robots that teleported around in this herb garden.
They nimbly weaved themselves under every herb, and with a speed that was hard to be seen by the naked eye, they completed tasks such as killing insects, fertilizing, planting seedlings, and singing.
They did not need to worry about physical strength. Everything was done with a single thought. The speed of the operation of their spiritual sense determined their work efficiency.
These robots' power came from the spiritual drive, so they could be made very intricately.
Unlike those engineering robots, which were still powered by traditional diesel or gasoline engines. The power system determined that they were stupid and clumsy, and their speed could not exceed a certain limit.
Tom was too lazy to care about the emotions of these mortals. It flew out of the Land of Heritage on its own to report to a certain lazy person.
"Greetings, Venerable One. May I know what orders you have for me?" Tom the black tiger said reluctantly.
It had already figured out Vigilante A's temper and knew that he would not get angry for no reason.
If it was facing other powerhouses, it would not dare to show such a reluctant expression even if it crawled out of its cat's nest in the middle of the night …
"Oh, it's like this. I saw that the land was barren just now, and it was a pity. I just killed the incarnation of the Spirit Lord, so this place should be very safe for the time being. I don't need to worry about any more ghosts causing trouble. That's why I called you here to speed up the development of the wasteland outside. "Fang Ning paused on purpose.
"Hiss …" The black cat was shocked. It asked carefully, "May I know which incarnation of the Spirit Lord did you kill, Master?"
It would never suspect Vigilante A of lying. He might not be an honest hero, but he would never lie about this kind of achievement. It would be too easy to see through him. There were only so many Spirit Lords.
"Oh, it's a towering blood giant. It's said that its roots are the incarnation of the Vigorous Spirit Lord."
"It's him?" Tom the Black Cat was a well-informed person, so it was familiar with all the mighty beings from the Upper Realm.
Just like how many people on Earth knew who the President of the United States was, it also knew how many powerful beings there were in the World of Spirits and Souls.
The President of the United States changed every four to eight years, but the World of Spirits and Souls changed every few million years.
The Vigorous Spirit Lord was the best at fighting among the Spirit Lords, but even he was defeated by Vigilante A?
It could not believe it, but it had to believe it.
Even if Fang Ning's True Dragon Spiritual Sense had descended, it had only been a mere four years, and he was able to defeat the Supreme of the World of Spirits and Souls. This was no longer cheating!
This was completely cheating!
Thinking of this, it completely put away its previous reluctance. It thought that it might as well make it real and rely on this fellow wholeheartedly. In the future, it would also be able to achieve great things.
Moreover, compared to other powerful beings, this fellow had one biggest advantage, which was that he was down-to-earth and did not have to worry about being burned after crossing the river.
Other powerful beings, such as Death, were temperamental and unpredictable. It was impossible to fathom them. Being around him would cause one to be on tenterhooks all day, for fear that he would become a sacrifice one day.
However, following this fellow, there was absolutely no such worry.
Fang Ning watched as Tom the black cat's expression kept changing, as if he had opened a sauce shop.
Suddenly, Sir System reminded, "Hey, this fellow has turned green!"
"Uh, this spy has become an ally. This is really difficult." Fang Ning said pretentiously.
"It's abandoning darkness for light. Are you still going to refuse?" Sir System was dissatisfied.
"Yes, this fully proves that the path we're taking is right. A just cause enjoys abundant support. Even if it's our former opponents, they'll be influenced by the 'love and justice' that we insist on, and become our helpers." Fang Ning was very pleased.
"Do you believe what you just said? Didn't it still succumb to my power? "Sir System said disdainfully.
"What nonsense are you spouting? I can tell that you're immature." Fang Ning said in disdain.
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