wear it lord god

Chapter 2408 is my God’s 18

"A universe without life will be meaningless. A planet without advanced life will also be meaningless."

This is so well said.

What will the world look like when it no longer has eyes to appreciate, no intelligent mind to remember and think, and no heart to comprehend?

Even if the world is full of green trees, flowers and full of vitality, it is no different from being barren of grass or even chaotic.

Sister watched her planet come into existence from scratch, and there was also the first generation of gods. The first-generation gods were all careless, and they spent points to resurrect one.

Mo Ming: "It seems to be free-range."

Ahem, even if they are free-range, my sister still takes care of them. I don’t have any points to buy food and drink, but I am willing to spend money on them. Besides, as a first-generation god, shouldn’t he be able to be independent as soon as he is born, like frogs and snakes?

Mo Ming: "Those are amphibians and reptiles. Needless to say, you also plan to keep these people free."

Okay, then I won’t do the task.

Mo Ming: "Dream!"

Look, that’s it, sister, do you have time to take care of them? Let the first-generation gods take care of them. Even if they live in a different time from the outside world, they have all lived for at least millions of years. They should no longer cut their own kind into sticks and bake them dry just to compete for supremacy.

So come to think of it, maybe more humans wouldn't be such a bad thing.

As for complaints or even insults, I can't hear them anyway. Even if you hear it, pretend not to hear it; if you are in a bad mood, just get rid of it. Animals live a more miserable life, not because they work hard to live.

Xining couldn't help but said with some appreciation: "I know, I will consider it." Then the connection was disconnected.

After disconnecting, Qiming turned his head and looked at Qi Bin beside him, a little nervous and confused: "Will she agree?"

Qi Bin thought about the smile on the Lord's face, and his tone of voice seemed to become gentler. He nodded and answered with certainty: "Yes!"

Xining leaned on the pillow and sat blankly for a while: "Mo Ming, open the cabinet."

"Have you thought about it?" Mo Ming, who was lying on the suspended ergonomic chair opposite, didn't even look at her.

Something didn’t feel right: “Is there something wrong?”

"When technology develops to a certain extent, it may kill gods."

Just like the descendants of this planet, they have left their home planet. If their technology had not exceeded the power of the Lord God, they would definitely take action. It doesn't matter to them that the main god will die along with the planet after his death.

This is probably the reason why natural and man-made disasters and doomsday punishments occur from time to time on many planets and various planes. This is also the simplest way to deal with the problem.

I hope nothing like this happens on her planet. It depends on what Qi Bin does.

"Turn it on."

Mo Ming replied: "Okay."

Then the three-dimensional imaging projection began to play movies for her entertainment. The films of this era actually returned to primitive literature and art, with few special effects. After all, current technology is just like future science fiction movies, and costume dramas are more popular.

Night came again. After arranging for the gods to live in the Lingxiao Tower, Xining and Qibin Qiming went to the top of the mountain.

Of course Qiming couldn't fly, Qibin pulled him to fly there. Although she had the power to carry two people, she didn't want to do that.

On the top of the mountain, Xi Ning asked Qi Bin to use his magic power to turn the branches and wood from the nearby woods into a deck chair.

After finishing it, Qi Bin used up most of his will power, panting, and felt like he was drenched with water.

Looking at the chair that barely looked like a bench, Xining nodded: "It's not easy to make it like this."

Qi Ming's eyes lit up: "It's so amazing. You can change the shape of materials without using your hands. Can I learn it?"

Qi Bin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but it was indeed not easy. After all, we are all mortals. How many mortals know magic?

As a result, Qi Bin was lying on the chair he made himself. After all, Qi Ming was tall and if he fell, it would be heavier than him. In the night sky here, it is rare to see a few stars. There were unknown insects chirping in the grass nearby, making a strange and pleasant sound. For a moment, I had the illusion of going back to a thousand years ago.

Qi Bin took advantage of this tranquility and beauty and asked softly: "Lord God, will you still leave?"

"Almost leaving soon," she replied.

During this period, with Qiming as his assistant, Qibin was doing very smoothly.

More than a thousand little immortals, in groups of three to five, and more than 300 relatively intelligent ones, followed China and its descendants from the immigrant planet to various bases to make arrangements and integrate them into the entire home planet recovery plan.

Others go to planets to inspect, and their job is to influence the savages and tell them to go to the nearest base.

If there is a problem, report it immediately and Qi Bin will send another team to help deal with it. If it doesn't work, he will go there himself. However, so far, the problems in the base have been properly solved, and no immortals need rescue.

Other immigrant planets no longer dare to protest. No one wants to be sent to the home planet to plant grass and trees in the Gobi desert with those who made mistakes, and even harm their families.

With so many resources and cooperation, things here will surely continue to work.

Qi Bin seemed to be reluctant: "When will you come back next time?"

"I don't know, maybe a thousand years later." I really don't know.

"It's another thousand years..." Qi Bin sighed a little.

A thousand years seems like a long time, but when it passes, it feels like it passed by in the blink of an eye. , in addition to raising these little gods, there are new tasks. One is to supervise the improvement of the planet's ecology and spread their beliefs. One is to teach his descendants to be Qiming and make them his right-hand man.

Xi Ning can't help but have some resonance with the "cut dog". After all, she often works as a cut dog to help the owner fulfill his wishes.

By the way, if the planet explodes, what impact will it have on the natal god?

Leaning on the stone not far away, only she could see Mo Ming: "If you can't die, I will replace him with another one. If I die with you, I will replace you with another main god."

Xining...

Unfortunately, other main gods failed, and the system also failed. When it was her turn, she did the opposite.

Mo Ming: "No, if I die, you won't die either, but if you want to die, you will die first."

Xining...

Indeed, disasters last for thousands of years, but good gods do not live long.

Qiming fell asleep quickly. Mortal bodies are much weaker than gods and need sleep.

Xining looked around and saw this big guy, lying on his side facing her, breathing evenly and heavily. He has a high nose bridge, a long face and a high forehead, and his facial features are clear without makeup. She has a slender figure, too tall to be a supermodel, and too elegant to play basketball. If it were an ancient plane, he would be regarded as a monster. A thousand years ago, that would have killed a lot of fresh meat in an instant.

Qi Bin, who was lying on the other side of her: "He is indeed much better-looking than me. I curiously checked my descendants. Among the 570,000 people, he is the best. Maybe all my descendants should be allowed to Go to this planet."

In this case, you will grow very tall in the future.

The base attaches great importance to them and realizes that both gods and immortals like good-looking ones, so the base's attendants are replaced by those who are as beautiful and handsome as possible.

"Don't put all your eggs in one basket." That's some advice.

Qi Bin hesitated and then asked tentatively: "Are there any other gods like you?"

"A lot." She replied: "I will talk to you later. You should do your own thing well first."

The implication was that he didn't want to talk about this, so Qi Bin wisely stopped asking.

Qi Bin didn't know when he fell asleep. When the sun rose, Qi Bin and Qiming woke up and saw that they were covered with a thermal quilt, but the main god Xi Ning was missing.

The Lord God is gone again.