Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

Zhao Gongming is confident that with his current speed, even the three-legged Golden Crow, which is most famous for its speed in the ancient times, will never be his opponent.

"After a thousand years of seclusion, the human race has made a milestone in its development. It's time for me to leave."

Zhao Gongming flipped his palm, and the Kongtong Seal, the human race's most precious treasure of luck, slowly appeared in his hand.

The Kongtong Seal is extremely mysterious. It is a supreme treasure of luck. Its power is connected with the luck of the human race.

When human luck is at its strongest, it can even rival innate treasures!

When Zhao Gongming first obtained the Kongtong Seal, the Kongtong Seal looked dim.

Later, the human race was born, but their luck was weak and the Kongtong Seal was only as powerful as a low-grade acquired spiritual treasure.

After a thousand years, the size of the human race has expanded ten thousand times, but because almost all of them are mortals, there has been no substantial change.

The power of Kongtong Seal has probably reached the level of acquired high-grade spiritual treasures.

Moreover, Zhao Gongming has been staying with the human race for this thousand years.

Zhao Gongming could clearly feel that he and the human race were entangled with each other like two different threads, forming a supreme cause and effect.

Of course, during this thousand years, Zhao Gongming did not just keep his head in retreat.

Instead, he would give guidance to the human race from time to time, guided intentionally or unintentionally.

The elder of the three ancestors of the human race watched the sky fire created by lightning striking the trees.

After many attempts, drilling wood to make fire was invented.

He taught people how to use fire to roast food before use, and was respectfully called Suiren by countless innate human races!

A slightly younger one, under the guidance of Zhao Gongming, built a wooden nest.

Let human beings no longer have to live in cold and damp caves.

Known respectfully as the Youchao clan by countless innate human races.

As for the youngest of the three ancestors, he was ingenious and could weave leaves and bark into clothes, allowing humans to avoid being naked.

At the same time, in the severe cold season, people cut animal skins to keep out the cold. They are affectionately called Ziyi clan.

Zhao Gongming packed up and walked out of the valley. What he saw was a dense crowd of human beings.

Countless, like gravel in the desert, with no end in sight.

It is worth mentioning that over the course of thousands of years, the number of human beings has also undergone great changes.

Although the innate human race has no magic power, they are full of energy and strong, and they have endless energy every day.

When he's not hunting for food, he's making people.

It has directly increased from the original one yuan to the current number of one billion, which is almost ten thousand times.

It turns out that the territory given to the human race by the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea to thrive has gone from being so spacious that you couldn't see the edge at a glance, to now it is more than enough.

I believe that as long as the human race continues to multiply for a while, the territory on this side of the East China Sea will no longer be able to accommodate it.

Zhao Gongming continued to walk forward, and soon came to a huge wooden house, which was as big as three floors in later generations and was huge.

At the same time, it is also the place where the Suiren clan, the Youchao clan, and the Ziyi clan live. It is also the center of the development of the human race.

Before Zhao Gongming entered the wooden house, he heard a huge sigh from the third ancestor of the Suiren people.

After Zhao Gongming heard this, he smiled slightly and walked in.

"The three ancestors are sighing here, but what difficulties have they encountered?"

The human race was at a loss when they came to the East China Sea at the beginning, but now they can basically live a normal daily life, with no worries about food and clothing. They have overcome many difficulties. Under Zhao Gongming's training, the human race's idea of ​​​​solving problems when they encounter problems has been strengthened. Many people don’t just rely on others.

"Master Zhao."

The three ancestors all stood up and saluted Zhao Gongming.

Hundreds of years ago, the Third Patriarch no longer called Zhao Gongming the Supreme Immortal, but instead addressed him as Master Zhao to show respect.

After the Third Patriarch saluted, he hurriedly vomited his bitterness and said, "Master Zhao, the reason why we are worried and sighing is precisely because of the conflicts within the human race."

Zhao Gongming frowned, "What do you mean?"

The last time he came out of seclusion was three hundred years ago. When he came out this time, he only knew that the number of humans had increased countless times, but the rest was not clear.

Just as Ziyi was about to explain to Zhao Gongming, she saw Suiren saying, "Master Zhao and I should wait and see together."

After saying that, the Third Patriarch left the wooden house, followed by Zhao Gongming.

The three ancestors all had magic power in their bodies. After walking quickly for a while, the four of them arrived at the top of a raised hill.

From the top down, you can just overlook a huge and vast plain below.

At the end of the plain, you can still vaguely see a huge tribe, and you can see dense crowds of people walking around in the tribe everywhere.

Such a huge tribe is considered a relatively large tribe among today's human race.

Not long after, suddenly, there was a movement in the forest.

Hundreds of people carefully emerged from the forest.

They had weapons on their bodies, their bodies were stained with blood, they had a strong aura, and their faces were wary. They were obviously out hunting.

Behind them, rows of prey walked out as they appeared.

There were dozens of relatively large mountain deer, three black bears, two tigers, as well as countless rabbits, pheasants, roe deer, etc. Obviously, this time out, the harvest was not small.

Halfway through, a large number of people suddenly rushed out from the surrounding mountains, forests and grass.

They were armed and surrounded the people with prey. There were thousands of them.

The leader was a strong man over two meters tall.

The animal skin he wore was tight, and his huge muscles were bulging high.

He looked up and down at the rich prey, and a huge greed flashed in his eyes.

"Changfeng tribe, hand over half of the prey, and our Barbarian Bear tribe will let you go today. Otherwise, you can't leave here today."

A thin middle-aged man walked out of the tribe that was surrounded.

His eyes were deep and carried an indescribable wisdom. He was the patriarch of the Changfeng tribe.

It was also because of wisdom that he could return with a full load every time he went out hunting.

He glanced coldly at the two-meter-tall strong man and said slowly.

"Bao Xiong, you ignored the rules set by the ancestor. Your tribe did not go hunting, but instead sat back and enjoyed the fruits of the labor. Aren't you afraid that the third ancestor will blame you?"

When Bao Xiong heard the name of the third ancestor, a trace of fear flashed in Bao Xiong's eyes, but soon, his face relaxed again.

"The place where the third ancestor lives is so far away from here. Even if he knows, what can he do? You should hand over the prey quickly, otherwise don't blame the brothers for being rude."

"Do you really think that the people of our Changfeng tribe are made of mud? Today, you can't take any of the prey. I will report to the third ancestor in person and punish you severely."

"Oh, you still dare to resist, brothers, grab your weapons."

With Bao Xiong's order, the Bao Xiong tribe members who surrounded the Changfeng tribe, who numbered thousands, suddenly picked up their weapons.

The sturdy wooden sticks were tied with vines and black stones, which looked very powerful.

On the other hand, the Changfeng tribe has only a few hundred people, and the weapons in their hands are not as sophisticated as those of the Baoxiong tribe.