My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

This is already considered a small indoor fire.

The remaining wood can be split and used as wood for cooking.

Fu Qingjun poured out the flames on the table with a bucket, and then used a broom and garbage shovel to sweep up the water and garbage sawdust on the ground... Finally, he cleaned up the ants roasted in the fire and put them in the white wine.

Basically, after their own hints, it is almost impossible for the ants who are still alive to choose to be washed away by the current, because they have practiced martial arts in this world, and it is impossible for them to be unable to stop the water.

Of course, if it is washed away and flows down from the world on the four pillars, don't blame yourself for being ruthless.

Clean the table, it's almost time to tidy up the follow-up.

Fu Qingjun cleaned up the ground like a general cleaning, looked at the messy charcoal scorched table, and fell silent for a while, I have to change to a new table and rebuild a sand table.

The new world is not necessarily a table.

New organisms, not necessarily ants.

Everything can be re-groped to find new species.

And the little speaker and Li Mo outside have to be busy with their own promises. After all, they still have to think about how to live in this strange world of the industrial age.

Building new sandboxes, and even various developments require resources!

The first batch of demon country civilization developed for four and a half days, and the speed exceeded my expectations!

However, the era of the Sun Pharaoh is finally over.

The blood of Jiaxia's descendants is gradually weakening, and it is difficult for new lives to sleep on the sun stele and the ancient coffin of melon seeds...to the next future.

Instead, the great masters who unite the soul and the body rule the world. They don't need to sleep anymore. As real beings, the brain can accommodate the soul, and they can live into the future epochs.

The protagonists of the future must be them.

Even, they have self-improved the species and are no longer ants... Their offspring may be small in size, but their brains may not be able to hold a soul... That is to say, it is possible to charge electricity once and use it for a lifetime!

Then, the fourth level of martial arts...

Obviously, my soul interferes with the body, causing their bodies to be unstable, and the realm is easy to improve...I can use the sand table civilization to deduce the future realm, elevate the martial arts in this world, and see the future path of the extraordinary system!

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and cleaned the room.

Let's leave the table there for now, and we'll talk about getting a table tomorrow.

However, this kind of mutation occurred, and his own clock and music box were not successfully manufactured.

He looked at the time, and it seemed that there had been a long war, but in fact it was only after seven o'clock, a drastic change of just over an hour.

Should be in time.

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath. Although the charcoal table was in a mess, this was the only way to go.

He took out a small bottle, poured out a human-shaped upright ant with dull hair, and slowly stepped into the edge of the broken black table.

...

The earth was burned to charcoal.

Fu Qingjun had seen a lot of the ruins after the fire on TV, but this was the first time he had personally experienced them. They were riddled with holes and filled with sorrowful creatures.

woo woo woo.

The common people on the ground are rebuilding their houses.

Fu Qingjun walked slowly, somewhat embarrassed.

In the tribe in front of me, those bold and muscular men all listened carefully to the lectures below. Almost all the strong men of the older generation withered, leaving only the younger generation.

god...

Their faces suddenly became agitated, and hope was ignited.

They're all dead. The boy from back then stood up with a sad expression on his face.

Everything in the world has its own rules. Fu Qingjun said softly: Don't be attached to the present, the deal you promised me will be fulfilled.

It's natural. The boy bowed and bowed, We won't break our promise,

Only he knows how much bows and arrows and swords and weapons played in that war.

Under the same realm, they can easily cut through the opponent's muscles and smash the bones. They slaughtered many gods and demons, and made extremely terrifying power for their battle.

The power of the machine completely gave them a clear understanding.

What are we going to do? the boy couldn't help asking.

Fu Qingjun looked around.

More than a thousand ants.

There are almost no third-level masters, but with the practice of alternate bodies in the first life, almost all of them are in the second level, and they can be regarded as a great master of martial arts.

More than a thousand celebrities ant tribe, to create a watch.

One night, seven times the speed, equivalent to seven nights, should be enough...

Fu Qingjun originally wanted to get a music box and a pocket watch at the same time, but obviously lost the strongest group of blacksmiths, maybe the time was urgent, so he got one out first.

Pocket watches are completely handcrafted.

In the old days, there were not many production lines, and most of them were semi-mechanized production, which also gave birth to the profession of watch dealers and watch masters.

Even in modern times, some luxury brand watches are handcrafted by artisans, costing tens of millions to harvest IQ tax.

boom! !

In the next second, a huge millstone fell from the sky, like a huge meteor falling hard to the ground!

Successively, iron sheets and copper sheets of countless thicknesses fell into the earth as raw materials for them to be built.

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Fu Qingjun said lightly: You can disassemble these mechanical creations yourself, and use them to build... as small and fine as possible.

Following Fu Qingjun's instructions, they climbed onto the huge circular platform, unscrewed the cover, and saw the extremely delicate mechanical gears inside.

This is? ?

Incredible! !

All the ants looked at this huge and vast mechanical miracle in shock.

Huge precision gear discs rotate slowly one by one, exuding a beautiful metallic luster, interlocking with each other and making tiny ticking sounds, as if stirring the metal abyss of the world, if they fall accidentally, they will be smashed to pieces.

This is God's creation!

That's it... knowledge of the outside world! ?

Looking at this extremely sophisticated instrument, their heads were about to explode.

So beautiful!

It is unimaginably beautiful!

Their eyes were full of shock, and their minds went blank.

This is the true power of weapons, the previous bows and crossbows are simply unimaginably rough!

For the civilizations of primitive tribes, seeing modern mechanical technology, they must be astonished. Maybe the plane will not give them such a huge shock, because their knowledge gap is too big, and they don’t understand engines, oil, etc. .The exquisite mechanical dial inside the pocket watch brought them the most terrifying shock!

Springs, springs, gears, metal frames...

These are all things they can easily manufacture, assembled together, wound up, and they can actually walk around by themselves. This is simply the most perfect mechanical artwork, with an unimaginable beauty.

They began to study the dismantling of this huge dial, which was equivalent to a football field, and they all exploded!

Oh my God!

This artifact, as long as you twist the cylinder, it will rotate by itself!

Miracle! God's miracle!

These are all things we can make, but...

Infinite combinations, infinite possibilities!!

They marveled at such creations and thoroughly studied them.

It seems that their grief has been diverted. Fu Qingjun smiled, left the things behind and left, knowing that these survivors could cheer up.

After leaving the table, Fu Qingjun started packing up the sundries again, and looked at the bottle of ant wine.

Battle of the gods.

The corpses of gods and demons are all immersed in it.

The crystal of the wine was crystal clear, with an unbelievable luster like some kind of treasure. In a sense, it was the tomb of the gods.

The essence of the whole era is here.

Fu Qingjun has just practiced martial arts, and his soul is keen, and he can barely understand the majestic spirit, martial arts will, and powerful and pure extraordinary soul contained in this bottle of wine...

These gradually dissipating souls are mixed together and melted into the wine, giving people a majestic feeling.

The extraordinary soul inside contains the gods and demons of the entire Sun Dynasty!

The god of death, the god of the stars, the god of the earth...there are countless numbers.

Fu Qingjun pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly had a bold idea, what would happen if he took back the souls that he sent out now?

He pondered for a few seconds, a hair slowly pierced into the wine, drinking like a straw.

Boom!

The majestic soul energy instantly flowed back to his head.

Fu Qingjun felt as if his soul had been injected with some leavening agent, like a lead wire, as if something had exploded in his mind.

Fu Qingjun walked to the mirror in a daze.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and the hair coiled around his waist fell down a lot, causing the entire coil of hair to be tied around his waist, like an Indian hula dancing, flicking and flicking.

I'm bald again?