My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

We do!

All the members of the entire tribe fell to their knees in unison.

Their faces were extremely excited.

This is the legendary god!

It is precisely because of this god's gift that those hateful human mechanical dynasties...

Fu Qingjun put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: I can open a tunnel secret realm for you, and temporarily go to an endless high-level world. Any resources, you can get yourself.

A secret place?

Big world?

They were dumbfounded and shocked in place.

They knew before that the ancient god of Jiaxia had to leave this world because of his too strong power. Could it be that the world they are going to now is...? ?

What a great opportunity this is!! A leading old man walked out tremblingly, and said respectfully, Then, what price do we have to pay?

Fu Qingjun smiled, and said lightly: Build me the equipment I want.

This is too... they said excitedly.

This is simply a huge opportunity, but it has almost no price!

This is in the name of price, but in fact, it is to give them great opportunities and let them rise...

The old man seemed to have figured it out thoroughly, and couldn't help but burst into tears, moistening his eyes.

The world channel is opened every eight centuries, and you can return to this world. Fu Qingjun said flatly: I will tell you about the equipment I asked you for later.

Fu Qingjun left slowly.

The rest of the tribal residents were extremely excited,

Who is this outer god, and why is it so kind to our world?

His kindness to us has given us a new civilization, which will never be forgotten!!

The surrounding tribesmen were cheering.

In the distance, Emperor Anthos, the emperor of the human race, came slowly after hearing the news, and glanced at the two races in front of him contemptuously, It's a pity that I can't meet the ancient god again... He seems to ask us to forge Equipment, in fact, it is not the case at all!

Why? an old protoss exclaimed.

Hmph! Emperor Anthos snorted coldly, and said with admiration on his face: With such an existence, isn't it easy to create such a mechanical creation? One thought can create countless magical weapons!

Everyone was stunned.

Yes, opening the world channel, gifting racial personalities, trading power, wealth, lifespan...all kinds of inconceivable, forging equipment must be easy.

Then why?

A demon opened his eyes wide.

Emperor Anthos scolded: It seems that we are required to forge equipment, but in fact it is to let us familiarize ourselves with this power, know how to use it, and practice makes perfect... This is the test of our achievements!

I see!

Their eyes became more and more admiring.

Emperor Antos looked stern, giving off a domineering and unquestionable aura, the emperor who suppressed the world said lightly: However, although I don't have the mind of the God of Jiaxia, I can accommodate you two races. Coexistence, we are originally of the same line, and we will not do genocide, you can follow us to explore the mysterious and dangerous world!

What kind of enemies are there in that world? I'm looking forward to it!

...

After a while, Fu Qingjun directly opened the tunnel.

In an instant, countless human mechanics and even powerful gods and demons were all ready to go and rushed towards the tunnel.

They step right into it.

Let them walk slowly into the gray earth.

Everyone is on alert!

The Great Emperor Anthos led the mechanical guards, walked in front, and looked at the ground in surprise, This world is extremely strange. The floor is so hard and smooth that it can vaguely reflect our faces!

Unbelievable! A mechanical minister stepped forward,

Your Majesty, shall we order the soldiers to smash through the ground to obtain some materials?

Not urgent.

Emperor Antos looked into the distance, and said coldly: Let's move on, we must lead the people, find an extremely safe place, and set up camp.

Yes! Your Majesty!

Your Majesty is holy!

They lead the troops forward.

All of a sudden, a huge black long fleshy giant beast slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

Its shape is indescribable. It consists of countless jagged hook sickle tentacles crawling on the ground, with a triangular head, looking down at them with sharp and cold eyes. The two profane columns swayed in mid-air, as if piercing through the void. , the rustling voice seemed to tell a creepy future.

ah!!

Countless soldiers screamed and retreated crazily.

volley!

With a shout, the whole army let out arrows.

That gigantic evil monster made a frantic rustling sound, dodged most of the crossbow arrows, and was extremely tenacious in its vitality. An arrow pierced its body, and it was still killing with tiny footsteps.

ah!

A monster from another world!

Countless people roared in horror.

Let me come. Emperor Anthos walked out with sharp eyes and fighting spirit, Evil and dirty alien creature, let your head be my trophy, hang on the high wall of the house!!!

He let out a roar, and this hero of the new era of the human race leaped high and stabbed with a long sword.

kill!

...

Fu Qingjun glanced at the tunnel.

I don't know what kind of development it will be? He secretly said in his heart: In the future, as the population increases, mechanical clocks and watches must be mass-produced!

Ant wine is manufactured in tons, and the production line is very mature!

I just don't know if there are any survivors outside the room outside the ruins.

After all, I live in a community.

If there is anyone alive...

Not sure what to do with it.

However, everything is for the ant exploration team to provide information for themselves.

In fact, Fu Qingjun was still in the third year of high school. He lived in a school district room outside the key high school, and the neighbors in the next unit were all students of the school.

After all, this is a very real problem. The house is so expensive, who would live here if they have nothing to do?

The school is tens of thousands of meters away, and the school is even a dormitory building, where thousands of students live... Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, But it is a normal guess, as long as he is still alive, he must be evacuated, after all, it is not the central area , The radiated area is not a place where people can live for a long time.

He let go of the ant exploration team, and he could only wait for them to develop.

...

After Fu Qingjun was busy with this matter, he also started to address other issues.

He hesitated for a moment, Also, there is the issue of race creation... I can't, rely on their own random fusion to create continuous monster races, the efficiency is too low, and it may not be able to perfectly combine the soul genes.

We need to find some professional people to create a truly powerful superhuman race! After all, the potential of the ant race is not high enough if they integrate casually by themselves...

Fu Qingjun also had an idea for this kind of picture at the beginning, after all, this picture of creating a race...is a bit like creating a game character.

The picture of pinching the face.

It's a pity that in this era, people don't have the concept of games yet. However, it's not impossible for me to try. After all, creating character races is not only in games, but also in myths and legends... For example, the reincarnation of the Six Paths.

Let's start with that Qin Hong.

Ever since Fu Qingjun found out the address, he has been very concerned about it. After all, it's not far away, it's just the building next door.

At first estimate, there must be a horizontal distance of thirty to forty meters. At this moment, Fu Qingjun had a bold idea. He cut off a bunch of his second-generation hair.

Then weave it into a long wire and slowly climb over the wall.

He wore a dull-haired ant as a camera to observe the environment of the window along the way.

After groping for a while, I hung my hair on some raised walls in the middle, and climbed all the way forward.

Finally, Fu Qingjun came to an old window, and there was a familiar soul breath coming from inside, which was the trace of having been inserted by his own hair.

She is sleeping, good chance.

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, It's probably because I have drawn a lot of souls, which made me mentally exhausted and I fell asleep very easily, but that's good...

You are the ancestor of the human race of those ant civilizations, so it is somewhat meaningful...and, maybe this is also a huge opportunity for you!

puff! !

Fu Qingjun ruthlessly inserted his hair into her skull.

Qin Hong's expression of sleeping peacefully on the bed suddenly revealed a trace of severe pain and convulsions.

A hair was stuck on the top of the head, as if involved in some unknown mysterious world, as if entering some kind of hell world of death reincarnation.