My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Fu Qingjun continued to silently carry the woven bag he bought out, and returned to the residential building, intending to continue raising ants.

The wars, times, and disputes in this world cannot be resolved by ourselves, just let nature take its course.

What's more, the history of this world is much better.

The most difficult time has already passed, and he did not blindly close the country, proclaim himself a kingdom of heaven, and be arrogant, but his first reaction was to learn the skills of the enemy with all his heart.

At present, Fu Qingjun wants to continue to study his ants, and then go home to see the doomsday ruins over there.

How much ability I have now is still very impressive.

He pressed his hat, carefully returned to the residential building, and went up to the third floor. The huge tentacles of spiritual power on the top of his head sensed the surroundings, and he entered the room without looking at him.

It's been a few hours since I went out.

Fu Qingjun returned to the house and found that after the ants had brewed, the "Ant Biological Experiment Site No. 1" on the table had a new soul parasitized on the body.

Under the leadership of the new queen, they rustled and explored the land again.

Soon, they boarded the throne again, and they discovered the ancient inscription, and saw the writing left by the first generation of prehistoric creatures.

"Amiro made all things."

They showed the same strong vibrations as they did back then.

Then, they looked at the murals recorded by the second batch of prehistoric creatures:

An ancient mysterious giant life is covered with countless distorted white vortexes, and countless raised thin lines cover the whole body, flipping through a book comparable to the earth.

On the classics, countless ancient creatures are worshiping.

The text below the mural is matched with this passage:

"Hommons bestows knowledge."

All the ants shook again.

The second mysterious being was granted the knowledge of the creatures on the ground, the great knowledge that can change the destiny...

The first mural depicting Giving Life!

The second mural depicts imparting knowledge!

They whisper to each other, pheromones are passed.

If you guessed right, we are the third era, what will be given?

They continued to read, and in the midst of shock, there was another simple sentence on the slate.

"We have had a heated debate, and the appearance is still not unified."

The creatures from the era of ruins are still drawn on the back, seeing His true appearance in the mist, there are all kinds of weird images.

Great twisted evil abyss with white vortexes...

Earthly python with opalescent spirals...

Huge ant phantom with bumps and fine lines all over its body...

What the prehistoric creatures saw was different, but there is no doubt that all the images that saw Hermons had the iconic white delicate vortex.

The ants were even more riotous.

They hurriedly looked at the next record of the stele.

"We followed the practice of classics."

"Death still began to appear..."

"It is because we are not pure and holy enough that we have blasphemed God..."

There is only one crooked sentence left on the inscription, branding the unknown, fierce fear of prehistoric creatures before death,

"A mutation has appeared...God-given books...survivors...sons of gods..."

"He is hope, buried in a coffin deep in the sun."

All the ants shook their spirits fiercely, and looked into the depths of the Sunflower Throne.

Some ants panicked.

In the depths of the sun flower, prehistoric creatures are still alive!

After the commotion, the queen led the other ants into the sunflower, and found a mysterious and ancient coffin with black and white stripes. After opening it, a red-striped ant opened its eyes.

Fu Qingjun was surprised to notice that this ant seemed to have mutated limbs through martial arts and potions.

Its soul has merged with its body to a large extent, and it is hidden in the depths of the sun flower full of souls, and it has survived to the third generation.

"Establish civilization and order, follow the will of God."

The red ant named Jiaxia came from the second era and sat on the throne of the sun flower.

boom!

A new era has begun.

On the desktop, the era of city-state order has entered from the intermittent tribal era, and language and writing have continued.

In the third generation, Jiaxia began to control the people and began to practice martial arts, standing on the crouching tiger stand, practicing them, and applying potions, diligently.

Several hours passed, and the ants were all immersed in the struggle, extremely excited, until death was imminent.

"Why haven't we survived yet?"

"you are lying!"

"You must be murdering us!"

When their death comes, there again comes doubt, fear, caught in a great madness,

"In the first age, gods descended, and in the second age, gods descended too! Now is the third age, and gods descended too!"

"Why didn't God show up!"

"You must be lying to us! The two centuries of stone slabs in the ruins of prehistoric civilization are all fake!"

"In this world, there is no god at all!!"

Thus, the war began.

They... want to kill this prehistoric conspirator! !

"No, no, that's all true...God will definitely come to this era and give us a kind of power." Jiaxia roared and defended, and hundreds of people came to besiege and kill.

He jumped and fled everywhere, constantly avoiding pursuit.

Fortunately, those people were exhausted as their souls dissipated, turning into unconscious beasts crawling around, and he was able to escape.

"what is this?"

Jiaxia sat on the ground in a daze, she was so sincere, she copied God's will so meticulously, she was so serious, she dared not slack off.

He wants answers:

Why do they kill themselves despite all the effort to help them?

And God, why didn't he appear in the third age?

I am so looking forward to sleeping into the future, hoping to see the supreme, great and lofty unknowable existence again...

He looked at the ancient coffin in the sunflowers, and fell into confusion, whether he wanted to enter the next life... If it was repeated like this, then what's the point of everything?

"I!"

"What should I do!?" Jiaxia knelt down on the ground, looking at the whole world in confusion, without any precedent for reference, and could only move forward in confusion.

At this time, an unknown voice came from the mist of the sky:

"You have life and knowledge, but you don't have wisdom. This will be the third power to become a real life."

Jiaxia couldn't help asking: "Wisdom? That must be one of the greatest powers. God in the sky, how can I obtain the power of wisdom?"

He eagerly looked forward to it.

Just like the previous two times, what is in front of me must be a great old and new god, who will eventually come and give the creatures on the ground the same authority...

In the third century, God will give us a third power called wisdom.

"Life and knowledge have been baked into your mind, and wisdom can only be obtained through your own thinking." Fu Qingjun said calmly.

He looked down at the red ants below, somewhat disappointed.

If it is unable to think independently, then it is not an intelligent creature... Or, this kind of life does not have the creative thinking of a truly intelligent life at all?

A vast voice came from the sky again:

"When you ask this sentence, you will no longer have the opportunity to see me."

"Why?"

Jiaxia cried, feeling that the faith in her heart had collapsed. Looking at the sky, she couldn't help crying, "Great unknowable ancient god, are you going to abandon us?"

The voice of the sky came again:

"You have lost my heart."

"Worship, worship, killing, sacrificing companions, all cumbersome and superficial worship rituals are taken for granted by you as bargaining chips. It is not so much a belief in God, but a desire to make a deal with God."

Crash!

I just felt a slight flicker in front of my eyes.

The countless ant corpses piled up in the distance suddenly disappeared.

Fu Qingjun didn't bother to pay attention to him, took a pile of accumulated dead ants, and started to come to the kitchen to study how to make ant wine.

He is a more realistic person.

The dead body is still there, so it's better to use it. Although I don't eat it, I can sell it. After all, I consume too much, and sooner or later I will spend all my money...

At this moment, Jiaxia was silent.

He shouted loudly to the sky again, but there was no response.

No matter how much he shouted, God never answered him again.

He shouted hysterically, running alone on the ground, screaming loudly. In the end, he could only prostrate helplessly on the ground and cry, only then did he truly realize that God had completely abandoned them.

Jiaxia stayed on the ground in a daze, and suddenly thought of the sacred and majestic words from the unknown void:

[If you see me with color, seek me with sound, and live forever with desire, you will walk in the wrong way with the spiritual wisdom bestowed by God, and you will not be able to see the truth...you can see it here if you use your heart to be pure. 】

He seemed to understand completely, and knew where he was wrong.

He started crying with his head in his arms.

But after crying, you have to face the whole reality.

"God doesn't see us anymore...The rest of the road, I can only rely on myself." He stopped crying, stood up and cheered up, he walked back to Sunflower silently, and covered the coffin.

The world's first truly intelligent life finally began to grope for the power of the wisdom of creatures, and how to obtain a stronger power through itself.

Endless darkness enveloped him.

"So that's it! So that's it!!!" After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly burst out laughing crazily and morbidly, opened the coffin, and began to write the blasphemous slate about the God of Wisdom in the third century.

...

Time passed.

When Fu Qingjun came back from soaking ant wine, he saw that the third destruction of life had ended, and the little guy hid in the sunflower to prolong his life. He couldn't help being a little surprised, "Unexpectedly, a plant full of souls is like a refrigerator. same, can be refrigerated...so that they slow down the fading of the soul."

However, there are limitations. Ordinary ants will be overwhelmed by the huge soul in an instant when they enter. The mutated soul ants are not easy.

He didn't care, and filled the unconscious ants again, and went back to the kitchen to make ant wine with the corpses.

The long night is long, not before.

This time, he thoroughly understood how to get on the right track, with birth and death in a cycle of three or four hours, and more than ten hours before dawn, at least three or four eras can be cycled.

...

fourth era.

Countless ants have reawakened their wisdom.

They scrambled around, and soon found three prehistoric stone tablets beneath the throne.

They still saw the first tablet, Amiro, granting life, and the second tablet, Hermons, granting knowledge.

When they saw the third stone tablet, it recorded the prehistoric stories of the Tertiary Period.

Jiaxia did not include the picture of herself being besieged and killed.

Instead, he seriously graffitied a great and unknowable existence in the mist, which is ancient and vast, completely invisible and qualityless, without any form at all.

And looking at it further, this picture is followed by a text slate that records:

"Jasha bestows wisdom."

boom! !

All ants shake completely!

The third unknown mysterious god exists, the god named Jiaxia?

And looking down on the third-century stone slab, they saw the most shocking text written:

"In the third century, Jiaxia told the creatures on the ground what wisdom is, and then descended to the earth and reincarnated into the creatures on the ground."

"He lives in an ancient black and white coffin in the ancient sun. When the common people awaken him from the cradle of heroes, the almighty god will shout and lead the common people on the earth to glory."

boom!

All ants were shocked.

They rushed to the sun flower fanatically and longingly, and opened the ancient coffin.

"god!!!"

They shouted and knelt before the coffin.

Jiaxia slowly opened her eyes in the darkness, sat up halfway in the coffin gracefully and strangely, and looked at the mortals in front of her with sharp and indifferent eyes.

His originally dull and honest eyes seemed to be burning with a flame.

Like a simple and honest child who has awakened wisdom, learned cunning, and contains a trace of guilt,

He suddenly stood up from the coffin, looked at the yearning common people in front of him, but calmly smiled in his heart: "I understand, this...is wisdom."

"Jasha bestows wisdom."

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"Because the wisdom of living beings can only be given to oneself through thinking."

He stood up and looked down from among the sunflowers, and he himself would bestow his wisdom on them.

...everything, nothing wrong.

"Come on, ignorant creatures! Ants without wisdom, who only know how to be blind and crazy!"

"By me! By my god of wisdom, Jiaxia, my wisdom will lead you to glory!" He shouted, sitting on the throne of flowers on the flower pot on the window table, "by the reincarnated god who descended, in the earth Lead you to establish a dynasty."

At this moment, civilization is officially opened,

"Sunflower Dynasty Chronicle-God's Blessing":

[On the first day, Amiro came and gave life to the creatures on the ground]

[On the second day, Hermons came and bestowed knowledge on the creatures on the ground]

[On the third day, Jiaxia came and bestowed wisdom and deceit on the creatures on the ground]

Numerous children read the ancient classics, and they all sighed with emotion from the creation documents in the Amiro pantheon recorded in the ancient Sunflower Dynasty: From the third day on, when human beings have wisdom, there will also be deceit.