Prehistoric Calendar

Chapter 35 Books

Wu Ming pushed open the door of the library, and saw that there were more than a dozen bookcases and books all over the walls, his eyes were shining.

It only took Wu Ming one day to "learn" the characters. Anyway, he doesn't understand any languages ​​of other races, but there is a translation by the Lord God, so why bother to learn?Instead of learning the characters of other races, it would be better for them to learn the characters of humans.

In this way, under the amazed eyes of the dwarf Ibis, the senior brother, and the meaningless skull eyes of the mentor, he calmly walked into the library, and then he didn't plan to come out, at least until the next time the reincarnation team called I don't plan to come out.

These books are not storybooks or dramas, and magicians do not collect those things. The books they collect are basically related to the world, history, and regions, or they are related to myths, legends, and mysteries. , or the detailed analysis of various materials, such as plants, minerals, creatures, etc., and Wu Ming rummaged through them.

"...The prehistoric races began in the early years of the prehistoric years. After the emergence of the prehistoric continent, the prehistoric races began to multiply. Heaven naturally evolved a new prehistoric race, or a new prehistoric race was born from the corpses of ancient demon gods. The strongest group among them is called the Great Desolation Race, and they are constantly fighting with each other. The old Prehistoric races are constantly being wiped out, and new Prehistoric races are born to join. This situation has not been passed until the early days. One after another, existences have turned into stars, possessed the holy throne and ended."

"Since then, the prehistoric calendar has begun. Although there are tens of thousands of prehistoric races, there are actually more than ten thousand prehistoric intelligent races? I'm afraid there are hundreds of thousands of them, but those who can enter the prehistoric and prehistoric races have their bloodlines traced back to It came from a certain person, or some holy people, such as the tree spirit clan of the 480 70 family, whose blood came from the ancestor of the tree people of the No. [-] second family, the owner of the holy throne, His Majesty the Tree of Heaven. "

"The prehistoric tribes are divided into two major ranks: the original tribe and the derivative tribe. The main tribe is generally in the top three thousand tribes. Of course, there are exceptions, but they are only a few, and the derivative tribes are usually outside the three thousand tribes. There is no such thing as this." The exception is that races without a holy throne can usually only appear as vassal races, unless the race is extremely strong, and the source of the bloodline is also extremely strong."

Wu Ming has read some books on the Great Desolate Ten Thousand Clans, and has already basically understood the situation of the Prehistoric Ten Thousand Clans. For specific details, it is estimated that he needs to continue to read more books to absorb more information.

Then he began to deliberately search for information about human beings. There were not many of these books, but there were still some, but the content made his eyes red.

"I don't know where the human race came from. It was neither the evolution of heaven nor the corpse of the demon god. It suddenly appeared in the wilderness. When the human race was discovered and confirmed, it had already multiplied everywhere in the wilderness."

"This is a race with excellent reproductive ability. Well, let me correct it here. It can't be called a race. It should be a breed with excellent reproductive ability."

"The human race is extremely weak. They don't have any energy circulation circuits in their bodies, and they can't practice any exercises or obtain any transcendence. Their perception ability is also extremely weak. They only have the most basic three-dimensional space vision and cannot see most of the spectral light. Even the mind and soul are extremely weak and ordinary, here is a correction, the soul is okay, but it is extremely difficult to produce a qualitative change, unless the body dies, but then it is considered undead and has nothing to do with the human race."

"There is a test by the strong. The human race is imprinted with slaves, food, livestock, etc. by the way of heaven, which is similar to the branding of magicians on their slaves. It's just that this is done by the way of heaven. All human beings have this kind of imprint that they are born with Branding, so as long as they dare to resist any existence of the prehistoric peoples, the law of heaven will punish them, and any extraordinary can easily perceive it, as obvious as a candle in the night."

"Another strong man's test, once a hybrid of the human race and the prehistoric race is born, it will consume a lot of luck of the race, the degree of consumption is similar to the birth of a hundred descendants of the race, so I want to use the body of the human race to multiply myself The descendants of the bloodline, all the powerhouses who opened up the new race stopped, and never thought about it again."

"There are also powerful races who think that human beings are wise after all, take them as vassals, and take them as vassals. The family's luck has declined. This family was almost exterminated, and some clans took them as slaves. Although the family's luck did not drop much, it is still declining steadily. , unless human beings are treated as consumables, the heavens will bring disasters. Some scholars believe that it may be that the blood of human beings is too inferior. The bloodline directly rejected it, and this possibility has been affirmed by a large number of strong people, and it has basically become a public opinion now."

"The following is the best way to reproduce the human race..."

"The ration production of the human race..."

"27 usages of the human race..."

"The torture coefficient of the soul of the human race, and the harvest of resentment..."

"The result of the transformation of the human race..."

Wu Ming gently put down the book, his expression slowly recovered, but his heart was already full of anger.

The world is not benevolent, it treats all things as dogs, it is ridiculous that he replied with such an explanation at the beginning, but now he really knows that the world is not benevolent to human beings, it is really inhumane, it is the selfishness of the heaven and the earth, and the selfishness of the universe!

"In the myths and legends of the Great Desolate Heavenly Court, Pangu opened the world and Hongjun merged with the heavens. Is it true, or is it true that the human race in this era is in despair, and then they repay it with a mythical fantasy!?"

"In the era of the prehistoric heaven, there was no so-called way of heaven, so what exactly is this way of heaven? Is it a real life, matter, or building, object, or place? Or is it some kind of code name in the dark?"

Wu Ming knew a little bit, but he had more doubts. He didn't know whether the so-called Pangu and Hongjun were real or not, whether they were real people, or a mythical fantasy. Secondly, he also had a lot of doubts about the way of heaven.

"I killed the alien race, but I didn't have any grievances from the Dao of Heaven. On the contrary, I can get the family value of the Dao of the Dao. It seems that my first generation of the main god space is specifically aimed at the Dao of Heaven."

Wu Ming once again recalled his past experience. He was an ordinary person in the non-magic earth, and suddenly traveled to the prehistoric heaven for several months. During these few months, he recorded a lot of exercises, blueprints, and knowledge Wait, these things are priceless treasures. The most exaggerated thing is that he has traveled back to this prehistoric era again, and his first generation of main god space has also started, and it can also specifically target the way of heaven.

"Or I'm just like the protagonists in those novels. I'm a certain or some powerful pawns. They may have messed up my two time travels. They asked me to return to do certain things. These things are probably in harmony with heaven. Human beings and all races are related, but what exactly do I need to do? Shall I destroy the Dao of Heaven? This is too difficult, or should I say..."

"I'm actually Pangu or Hongjun!? Maybe I'm even Emperor Fuxi!?"

Wu Ming had too many forks in his thoughts for a while, and even thought that he might be the black hand hidden behind the scenes, pushing Pangu and Hongjun to become stronger, and even establishing the emperor. The most exaggerated idea is that he has been pushing These, and then travel to the prehistoric heaven in the future, and travel back again.

"Wait a minute, there are also a small number of analyzes on the authority and strength of saints on the Great Desolate Heavenly Court network. As long as there are senior saints, all parallel selves in all time and space will merge into one. If so, then what am I? Or say After living so many years in the future, I am still a junior saint?"

Wu Ming's head hurt a little from thinking about it, and he was confused for a while, and there was only one day left before the summoning of the reincarnation team, so he left the library immediately, took a dozen magic stones from the dwarf Ibis, and went straight Go to the slave market.

"But it doesn't matter that much, right now I'm still too weak, and the things I'm facing are one after another, just like ants can only see things the size of a grain of rice on the ground, but a giant dragon can look down on the world from the nine heavens , as long as my strength grows steadily, I can always know the inside story of all this."

Wu Ming put aside all these random thoughts for the time being, and directly bought more than 20 slaves in the slave market under the pretext of practicing necromancer magic, but it was said that they were not intelligent enough, so the price was not expensive. You're welcome, I saw all kinds of anger vented out in the book, and I slashed and killed them one by one on the spot, and the reward points were a little more than he imagined, all of which added up to about five hundred or so.

"One magic stone is based on the exchange mechanism of [-] reward points. If I work hard and only use it to boil medicine, I can exchange about [-] reward points within ten days, and I need to open the trial space... not enough, far away not enough……"

Wu Ming didn't even look at those dead alien races, turned around and left the slave market, ignoring the fear and hatred eyes of those alien races, just thinking about himself.

"It seems that in the next ten days, at least the first basic extraordinary equipment must be produced!"

(End of this chapter)