I! Create a New World!

Zhang Lizhen touched her cheeks, which were still as smooth as a mirror, without a trace of wrinkles, and a wry smile appeared on her face.

Although she still looks like a girl in bloom, in fact, she often feels powerless and the deadline is approaching! "Patriarch, His Majesty the King of God, please come over."

Outside the door, a young man wearing a black robe with black wings whispered.

"I see."

Zhang Lizhen sighed lightly, closed the history book, and got up and walked out of the room.

Chapter [*] Amazing Cells!Outgoing Creator! !

【After many years of observation, the body cells of the creature that claims to be a god have amazing vitality!】【The various crops cultivated by this creature's cells, if used for a long time by other creatures, other creatures may mutate.

】【As far as the situation has been observed, mutants with the ability to emit lightning, spray venom, change the color of the body, emit a stench, grow spikes on the body, and cover the body with scales have appeared! 】【In addition, there are people in the human race who have invented methods similar to martial arts to tap and catalyze this mutation!】【In other words, even individuals without mutation on this continent have the possibility of mutation, only need special way can be discovered.

】【Those individuals who have mutated themselves through martial arts, calling themselves martial artists, are the most loyal worshipers of that... God.

】【Judging from the current situation, the guy who claims to be a god is completely different from other races!】【However, unfortunately, the vitality of this cell is too strong, and there is no precise instrument around me, It's impossible to explore its columns at all.

】In a nearly fully enclosed house, Zhou Xiaoya put down her pen helplessly and looked at a specimen on the table.

This is the first crop promoted by Lin Ziyun, a plant similar to rice but with a green body.

After Zhou Xiaoya was imprisoned in this house, after 80 years of continuous struggle, she obtained the opportunity to manufacture microscopes in the name of cultivating excellent medicinal herbs.

In secret, she always wanted to see the secret of Lin Ziyun, the god king, but the reality was cruel.

She spent 80 years exploring nothing.

That... the silver-haired boy who was sitting on the throne and claimed to be a god was extremely mysterious in Zhou Xiaoya's eyes.

The only thing that excites Zhou Xiaoya is that the human race in this world is no different from the human beings in real life.

In other words, the crops cultivated by this god-king can enable the human beings here to possess various magical abilities, which can also mutate the human beings in reality.

But what annoyed Zhou Xiaoya was that she couldn't bring these crops into the real world at all!! "Pharmacist, Lord God King asked you to come over!"

"Um."

Zhou Xiaoya rubbed her temples and sighed helplessly

Royal Palace.

This palace, which was built by Nicholas Zhao Si's supervisor, belongs to the King of Humans. After several repairs and reconstructions, it has become: extraordinarily magnificent, tall and majestic.

Lin Ziyun sat on the throne, his eyes a little empty.

It has been more than 80 years in the sand table of this field.

He has built a huge and prosperous empire in the past 80 years, and he also enjoys that kind of... the thrill of ruling the world.

Under his rule, all ethnic groups entered an unprecedented prosperous age.

In this mighty empire, his monuments and statues were left everywhere.

But beyond what he expected, the special ability was born.

What he didn't expect was that the human race actually invented a method of energy production! The system had told him before that his body could change the genes of other creatures.

But he didn't think about the result. You must know that the reason why he promotes crops is just to satisfy his own taste! Why does the originally promised scientific civilization seem to be gradually walking on the road of fantasy! However, Lin Ziyun feels that It's all little things.

Fantasy is fantasy.

Jay in fantasy

Talents can also bring skills to Lin Ziyun.

In the middle of running the country, Lin Ziyun also deserted, returned to his body, and then changed all the genes of those who passed through, shortening the lifespan of those who passed through.

After all, the era of these traversers fighting for hegemony has passed, and if they help him manage the country well, they will complete their mission. It is time to settle down for safety. The clans are now prosperous enough, and what Lin Ziyun should do has been done. Also time to leave.

In addition, in order to prevent the prosperous ethnic groups from degenerating, indulging, eating and waiting to die, Lin Ziyun also decided to create some trouble for them.

He already has a bigger plan.

After all, 2 flower pots are too small, and it is the limit that can accommodate a population of more than [*] million.

He plans to rent a piece of wasteland in the countryside, and then create some more destructive races, so that these races under his command will continue to struggle for survival, so as to give birth to more outstanding people.

In this way, he only needs to eat melons on the side, and he can gain countless skills.

Just thinking about it is very beautiful! "His Royal Highness, the patriarch of the Yu clan and the imprisoned pharmacist are here."

A tree man came to the outside of the main hall and knelt down on one knee.

"Let them in."

Lin Ziyun waved his hand a little loosely.

Two figures with butterfly wings walked into the hall and kneeled on one knee respectfully.

"His Royal Highness."

"You don't need to continue the research work on history books and medicines."

Lin Ziyun waved his hand and said, "You should do whatever you want, but don't try to make trouble. This world is not the world it was a few decades ago."

Lin Ziyun glanced at Zhou Xiaoya with a deep meaning.

This guy seems to be honest in the past 80 years, but in fact has been doing all kinds of shady research.

Lin Ziyun knew all this, but he didn't bother to care about it.

But now that he's leaving, he'll just let this thing go free.

Anyway, Xiaoya didn't have a good few years to live this week.

As for Zhang Lizhen, as the first female prime minister of the empire, she has to devote herself to filing papers and compiling history books all day long. It has been really hard these years, and she is going to die, so Lin Ziyun plans to give her a vacation.

"Why did His Majesty do this suddenly?"

"The work of researching drugs has been fruitful this year. It would be a pity if it stopped like this."

Zhang Lizhen, the prime minister, did not express any objection to the decision of the God King, but Zhou Xiaoya frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Someone else will take over the drug work, so you don't have to worry about it."

Lin Ziyun waved his hand.

Zhou Xiaoya bit her lower lip, still a little unwilling, but Zhang Lizhen on the side had already bowed her head first, "Yes, Your Majesty the God King."

"Go on, you should eat and drink in the past few years. You should go sightseeing everywhere. The Empire will give you money every month."

Lin Ziyun waved again, and Zhang Lizhen and Zhou Xiaoya withdrew.

"It's time to go, I'm really reluctant."

Lin Ziyun sighed lightly, then smiled again.

He is the creator, he made the world, and he can make another at any time, so why be sentimental?

Chapter [*] The King of God Returns to Heaven!Back to the real world! !

Early morning hours.

The rising sun spreads its brilliance in the prosperous imperial capital of the gods and kings.

After more than 80 years of development, the city has become the economic and political center of the entire empire.

The population is in the hundreds of thousands.

The members who live there include Terran, Orcs, Feathermen, Insectmen, Treants and even Orcs, Feathermen and Insects.

Various races live together, but they live in order and live in harmony.

And just as those shops opened their doors and pedestrians appeared on the street, a deafening bell rang from the palace.

All the members of all ethnic groups living in the royal capital looked in the direction of the royal palace in surprise.

Then, a behemoth appeared in the eyes of these members.

An emerald green dragon soared into the sky.

The palace was full of exclamations! You lived for a long time, and the members of the older generation of the five tribes knelt down on the spot and shouted long live the king! The Lin Ziyun stepped onto the top of Shenlong's head step by step.

"Long live the God King!"

"Long live the God King!"

In the royal capital, whenever they saw the figure of the silver-haired boy wearing a dragon robe on the head of the dragon, members of all ethnic groups knelt down one after another, and lowered their heads in convincing heart.

"It has been more than eighty years since this god ascended the throne!"

"In the past 80 years, Benshen has opened up his territory, created an absolutely powerful empire, and accomplished many great achievements!"

"Now, this god will return to the realm of the gods. All the bureaucrats need to fulfill their duties while I am away, and jointly maintain the peace and prosperity of the empire!"

"After this god leaves, the throne will be inherited by the tree man leader Lin Yufeng!"

"Every king in the future should be elected by the parliaments of all ethnic groups for a term of 20 years!"

"In the empire I created, there should be no classes, all races must be equal, and all officials must pass numerous tests, and there is no trace of blemish in order to be promoted to the Central Committee!"

"This is a national policy, please remember it!!"

Lin Ziyun built many loudspeakers on Shenlong's body, and even built a microphone in front of him, so that his words echoed in the ears of the members of the imperial capital clans like thunder.

"God King! Don't leave us!!"

"My God, don't go!!"

"My God, don't abandon your people!!"

Cries came and went.

Among the members of the various clans, many cried bitterly. Many of these members were under the rule of Lin Ziyun from birth to old age.

They never imagined that the... bring him peace, His Majesty, the eternally young God King, would one day leave them! "This guy is really leaving!"

Zhou Xiaoya, who had just packed her luggage and walked out of the house, looked at the dragon in the palace in shock, with mixed emotions surging in her heart.

Since Lin Ziyun appeared, she, a traveler of the Security Bureau, an elite in modern society, has been completely suppressed.