How the God of Creation was trained

Chapter 1 Steel ball mutation, newborn world!
In the yard, a young man was wielding a hammer to beat a red-hot steel ball.

In the distance is the shell of a small civil aviation airliner that is about to be completed.

The young man's name is Fang Yuan. During this period of time, he often saw that someone on the Internet made an airplane by himself, and then spread it on the Internet.

Who doesn't like being famous?

So Fangyuan also used his own savings to buy a lot of materials from the Internet, and used his ancestral blacksmithing skills to modify it a little, planning to build an airplane, and he himself became popular.

However, Fang Yuan discovered that the balls required for the wheels of the plane to take off and land are too demanding, and the wear resistance of the wheels bought online is too poor.

So he suddenly thought, anyway, he can buy good steel, why not make strong and wear-resistant steel balls by himself?
So there is now Fang Yuan's forging iron, which has forgotten to eat and sleep, and five steel balls have been hammered next to it, each of which is the size of a ping-pong ball, very smooth, as if it was made by a machine.

Now Fang Yuan is building the sixth ball, and it is almost finished.

After continuous building, he feels that his blacksmithing skills have improved a lot, and many small details can be created perfectly.

"when……"

Another hammering down, the red-burning steel ball remained motionless, but at this moment, Fang Yuan suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if the lines inside the steel ball were connected by this hammer.

"Illusion?" Fang Yuan shook his head and laughed, and was about to continue beating when a sudden change occurred.

I saw that the steel ball suddenly emitted colorful clouds, which made Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed.

However, this phenomenon only lasted for a second, and all the colorful clouds disappeared, as if in a dream.

"What's the situation? Could it be that you are too tired and have hallucinations?" Fang Yuan was in shock, and the raised hammer was still in the air, and did not fall for a long time.

At this time, Fang Yuan was surprised to find that the steel ball, which was red and hot just now, had cooled down and turned dark, and the temperature seemed to drop many times in an instant.

And he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he actually felt that he had a strange connection with this steel ball, as if the steel ball was an extension of his own body.

"Pa-ta..." Fang Yuan was so startled that he threw away the hammer, thinking that he was sick.

But that special connection is so real, even if you close your eyes, you can sense the existence of the steel ball.

Gathering his mind, Fang Yuan forced himself to calm down, and put the steel ball in the cold sink with iron tongs, but there was no white mist as usual, so he was sure that the temperature had really dropped, so he took out the steel ball and put it in his hand.

The moment Fang Yuan picked up the steel ball, his head thumped, and then he seemed to see a gray space.

"Fuck, what's going on?" Fang Yuan was taken aback, but his vision returned to normal the next moment, with a look of surprise.

"What's the matter today, do you always have hallucinations?" Fang Yuan was very worried, don't you have schizophrenia?
"Hey, what's going on? The weight of this steel ball..."

After recovering, Fang Yuan was surprised to find that he could not feel the weight of the steel ball.

To be precise, he could feel the weight of the steel ball, but strangely, the weight of the steel ball did not act on his hand.

This feeling is very strange, indescribable.

The steel ball the size of a ping-pong ball has become more solid because it has been beaten many times, so it looks small but weighs a kilogram, but it is as light as a feather in Fang Yuan's hands.

"I need to calm down!"

Fang Yuan hurriedly put down the steel ball, went to wash his face and then came back, and picked up the steel ball again after making sure he had calmed down.

It is still as light as a feather, and I can feel the weight of the steel ball, but the weight does not act on my hands.

Xia Yuan was really surprised, this is simply unscientific!

"It's not a dream, the gray space I saw before..."

As soon as Fang Yuan thought about it, that strange space appeared in front of him again. It seemed that his consciousness had entered the mysterious space, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"My God, did I accidentally create the legendary space treasure?"

Fang Yuan's heart was surging and it was difficult to suppress it.

After calming down a bit, he realized that this gray space was pitifully small, only about one cubic meter.

Through the magical connection with the steel ball, Fang Yuan feels that he can put in and take out things from the outside world as he likes.

"This is really a space treasure, it really exists?!"

Fang Yuan was very surprised. After withdrawing his consciousness from the mysterious space, he tried to put something in it.

With a wave of his hand, the hammer used for blacksmithing disappeared out of thin air and appeared in the gray space.

With another wave of his hand, the hammer appeared again.

And Fang Yuan tried to put other things in it. After many experiments, he found that the space inside the steel ball seemed to have no time to flow. It was the same when it was put in, and it was still the same when it came out, even the temperature did not change.

"This is simply the strongest holding furnace!" Fang Yuan marveled, and then he had a whim, wondering if it is possible to put living things in it?
I definitely can't enter casually, otherwise if something happens, it will be over, and of course I can't let others in, killing someone is not a trivial matter.

Fang Yuan searched in the yard, finally found an earthworm, and put it into the ball space.

There was no movement at the beginning, but gradually Fang Yuan saw the earthworm start to struggle, and after 5 minutes, it died completely and never moved again.

"Sure enough, living things can't survive in it, it should be because there is no air." Fang Yuan guessed like this, suddenly he was taken aback, and found that at the moment the earthworm died, something extra appeared in the ball space.

That kind of thing seems to spread all over the ball space, but it seems to be in a special space independent of the gray space. Fang Yuan doesn't know what it is, but he can feel that it seems to be able to complete the ball space.

It's a pity that there are too few things produced by the death of earthworms. Fang Yuan easily put them into the ball space with a thought, but did not find any changes.

"Because there are too few?" Fang Yuan looked surprised, and decided to get some more creatures in to try.

At the moment, he stopped making planes, picked up his mobile phone and made a call, and ordered some earthworms at an earthworm farm in a nearby county.

After making the phone call, Fang Yuan caught some ants, mosquitoes and other small insects and put them into the ball space to confirm whether other creatures could produce that kind of thing after they died in the ball space.

It turned out that as long as it is a living thing, after it dies inside, it will produce that kind of strange thing, but the thing produced by the death of an insect is really too little.

Combined with the special connection with the ball, Fang Yuan can know that that kind of thing is absorbed by the ball space when the creature dies in the ball space, but he can be sure that it is definitely not the so-called soul.

"Let's call it Yuanyuan." Fang Yuan gave that kind of thing a name.

Soon the earthworms were delivered, a box of 20 catties, 1000 yuan per catty, [-] yuan.

After the delivery person left, Fang Yuan couldn't wait to put all the earthworms into the ball space, almost filling the space.

Perhaps because of the moisture, it took more than ten minutes this time before all the earthworms died.

Finally, after all the earthworms died, a drop of essence condensed in the ball, like a liquid, but Fang Yuan knew that it was not a liquid, but just a form of existence.

Without hesitation, Fang Yuan directly injected that drop of essence into the gray space.

(End of this chapter)