"This!"
"This is the method of an Immortal."
Everyone turned pale with fright. Under Zhang Yan's spell, the bite mark on A Man's thigh disappeared immediately. At the same time, her face became abnormally red and full of vitality.
The dark-skinned man, whose palms were covered in blood, asked carefully,"Immortal, did you just say that you're also a human?”
"That's right. Can you tell me how he was injured?”
"Ah, A Man was bitten by a wild beast.”
"The demons have been dissatisfied with us humans hunting wild beasts for a long time. They often come to the tribe to devour their own kind.”
"Sigh!"
Weakness was a sin. This was an unchanging truth. If humans wanted to survive, they naturally had to eat food. However, the demon race was originally transformed from wild beasts and spirits. It was impossible for them to watch their own race be killed. A conflict would definitely erupt.
Zhang Yan couldn't say anything about this, nor could he change anything. If he wanted to change anything, he needed absolute power.
"Which tribe did you split from?”
"Our ancestors were split from the Suiren tribe. It has been more than a hundred years since then."
"Suiren!"
In Zhang Yan's memory, Suirenshi was one of the largest tribes of the Human Tribe. It had thousands of people. Every ten years, some of them would go out to find a suitable place to live and rebuild the tribe.
"Suiren-Shi, I don't remember using wood shavings to stop the bleeding!”
Zhang Yan voiced his doubts. Although the human civilization was not prominent, they still had some basic medical knowledge. Some herbs that could stop bleeding and reduce inflammation had long been passed down.
"This!"
Everyone looked left and right. In the end, it was an older man who said,"I heard from my father that the previous clan leader would use a type of herb to treat the injured.”
"Because it has been too long, the current clan leader has already forgotten what kind of herb it is.”
"This!"
Zhang Yan was a little stunned. He could even forget about this thing. Now that the human race was weak, injuries were inevitable.
In Zhang Yan's previous tribe, there were some herbs that were specially used to stop bleeding. It was something that was passed down by word of mouth. It was impossible to forget.
"Yes, I remember my father also saying that a hundred years ago, our tribe encountered a disaster. The tribe leader died early and did not leave behind this inheritance.”
The dark-skinned man seemed disappointed and even hurt." If he really has such a skill, I plan to go to the Suiren Tribe to learn. That way, we won't have to lose so many warriors every year.”
"Hey!"
Zhang Yan sighed deeply. He couldn't understand how a tribe could survive without medical treatment and even endure hunger and cold. This was just one of the tribes.
"The demon race has a bloodline inheritance. They can know things when they are born.”
"Words are what the human race lacks the most.”
Zhang Yan calmed down and instantly understood what the opportunity that Heavenly Lord Yuanshi had told him was.
"If there is a written inheritance, even if a tribe suddenly suffers a disaster, there will be no gaps. This is the way to survive for a long time.”
However, Zhang Yan knew that during the period of the Three Royals and Five Emperors, a sage named Cangjie would be born and create characters for the Human Tribe according to the mandate of heaven.
However, the history of the Untainted World was completely different from that of the Earth. During the period of the Three Royals and Five Emperors, it was still after the war between the Sorcerer and Demon. It would take tens of thousands of years to wait for Cangjie to create the characters. By then, many more people of the Human Tribe would die.
After leaving the tribe, Zhang Yan opened up a cave abode on a nearby mountain.
If one wanted to create characters, Chinese characters would definitely be the first choice. However, there were many things that had never appeared in the Primordial World in Chinese characters, so it was impossible to use them all.
"The Dao Development System used the prehistoric times as the background to evolve a language suitable for today.”
Every word had a unique meaning and could not be created casually. Just like Chinese characters, every man had a story. They were even words that reached straight to the soul. It was not an exaggeration to describe them as profound.
"Beep, deducing."
The Dao Development System was already bound to Zhang Yan's soul. At the same time, it had the most basic intelligence. It could understand what Zhang Yan wanted.
"Human!"
"Class!"
“........”
One by one, extremely simplified words flashed across Zhang Yan's mind. As the words evolved, Zhang Yan would use his spiritual power to draw them in the void.
Every word and stroke was the most suitable for writing and the easiest to remember. There was a wisp of black and yellow qi breeding in the depths of every word.
Zhang Yan was immersed in creating words and did not notice all of this.
However, at this moment, on the small hill where Zhang Yan had opened up his cave abode, boundless power of heaven and earth was being nurtured. In the sky, auspicious clouds were flickering with golden light, as if they were celebrating something.
"Fight!"
"Wu."
"Qi."
"No."
“........。”
The temporary cave abode wasn't big. Thousands of fist-sized words floated in the air. They were carved by Zhang Yan using Spiritual Qi and a trace of the power of heaven and earth of a Primordial Immortal. They would never disappear.
In the beginning, Zhang Yan could draw dozens of words in one breath, but after reaching the end, he began to slow down.
In fact, many characters were just improved based on the Chinese characters of his previous life. Some of the characters did not even change much.
However, it had to be said that every word was unprecedentedly perfect. For example, the word " earth " in the word " earth " didn't change much, but at a glance, it seemed to mean " earth ".
For every deduction, the Dao Development System had billions of deduction plans. This required continuous improvement before a single word could take shape.
This was not the most important thing. As Zhang Yan created more and more words, there seemed to be a mysterious force stopping him from continuing to deduce, making it more and more difficult for him to deduce.
It took him ten months to deduce the 2980th word.
The next word took a year, ten years…A hundred years.
When the number of words reached 2998, Zhang Yan was instantly pushed out of the deduction state. There seemed to be a magical force between heaven and earth that prevented him from continuing to deduce.
"That's not enough. There are 3,000 Great Daos, and there should be 3,000 characters in the human race. What's the last two words?”
Zhang Yan was like that. He pursued perfection. If he wanted to do something, he had to do it perfectly.
"What exactly is the last two words?”
"Dao Development System, begin deduction."
"Beep. Command received. Beginning deduction.”
Since the Dao Development System could not analyze it, he could only deduce it himself. Zhang Yan did not know how long it would take, but he would not give up. If he wanted to do it, he had to do his best.
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