Time flew by, and twenty years had passed.
Twenty years was a quarter of a person's life and a third of their youth on Earth. It was a unique and carefree youth.
During this period of time, it could be said that the young man did not know the meaning of sorrow.
However, in the Primordial World, 20 years was nothing. Even the newly born Primordial Human Tribe had not cultivated to become immortals. 20 years was like two days, two months, and 20 months. It could not leave a trace of vicissitudes on their faces.
Of course, they didn't experience the vicissitudes of life, but everyone had matured a lot.
After Nuwa left, Jun Qianshang finally came back to his senses and looked at his " big group " of brothers and sisters.
Alright, when Jun Qianshang first looked over, all he saw was a vast expanse of whiteness.
Well, no matter how thick-skinned a person was, Jun Qianshang's face turned red under the innocent gazes of hundreds of thousands of people. He was so ashamed that he retreated. He found a few large leaves that were as long as his thighs. Then, he hurriedly wrapped them around his waist.
Throughout the entire process, he watched Jun Qianshang fiddle with the leaves and make three more leaves appear on his body. Among them, there was a woman whose intelligent eyes seemed to have understood something. Then, she made the first piece of clothing for the human race, and merit descended from the sky.
"This works?"
While Jun Qianshang was surprised, he also looked at the sky speechlessly. As expected, the first piece of clothing of the ancient human race was not his opportunity.
Tiandao, you've arranged everything, right?
Fortunately, the birth of the clothes was more or less guided by Jun Qianshang, so he received a layer of merit.
At this point, the heavens had made him thirsty.
Jun Qianshang named the woman who made the clothes Ziyi.
A hundred days after the first year of the human race's birth, Jun Qianshang could not stand the savage life of using the sky as his blanket and the ground as his bed. Therefore, he guided his clansmen to create a nest. He named the person who comprehended the opportunity-Youchao-Shi.
The person who drilled wood to make fire was named Suirenshi.
Therefore, in less than a year after the birth of the human race, a transmigrator who was used to enjoying the material life of the 21st century crazily pushed the evolution of mankind forward for more than a thousand years.
However, he had done so many illegal and suicidal things under the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, disrupting the normal course of the human race, but he had not been struck by lightning and could even get dividends. Jun Qianshang was also full of doubts. Was it because he was a person with merit that even the Heavenly Dao could not kill him?
It should be impossible. Jun Qianshang absolutely did not believe that the Heavenly Axiom would not kill him because of the merit he had given. It was because his merit was too little. He was not Nuwa who created humans or Houtu who transformed into reincarnation. The karma of killing them was too complicated. Besides, a lot of his merit had been absorbed by a strange bead. Although the absorption was very slow, he knew that it was constantly decreasing.
Jun Qianshang was a little afraid of this situation, but he was also looking forward to it. He hoped that this would be a benefit for him to transmigrate. He did not mind any Chaos Bead. At the very least, it would be Pangu's blood essence. Anyway, as long as it could make him stronger, he would want it.
However, many years had passed, and there was still no movement. It really made Jun Qianshang feel a headache. He could only silently lead his clansmen to continue living.
In the 20 years since the birth of the human race, Jun Qianshang had not only taught his clansmen how to hunt, but he had also taught them about human relations. Therefore, the human race had grown from a hundred thousand when it was first born to more than three million people today.
After all, without China's family planning, everyone had been making babies every day for the past twenty years. Women did not have difficult labor, and children did not have diseases. Three million was really not much. It was only an increase of nearly twenty times.
The first generation of humans had also lost about 40,000 to 50,000 lives in 20 years due to various reasons, such as hunting injuries, natural disasters, and so on. Jun Qianshang faced the death of his brothers and sisters at any time and anywhere. Not only did he feel a heavy helplessness in his heart, but he also felt the sadness of his loved ones dying. After all, he was their elder brother.
Of course, for Jun Qianshang, other than helplessness and sadness, he was also filled with fear and unwillingness towards death. As a transmigrator, he had come to this Primordial World where there were as many experts as dogs and longevity was as easy as farting. However, he had died of old age. That was really a great irony. He had lost face for several eras.
"Eh, that bead isn't absorbing merit anymore, but it's still vibrating? There's finally some movement?"
"Suiren-Shi, Youchao-Shi, Ziyi-Shi, the three of you will lead the tribesmen to hunt. I have something to attend to.”
Jun Qianshang felt that his Merit Points were no longer decreasing, especially when the strange movement clearly echoed in his mind. His expression changed, and he hurriedly told Suiren-Shi, Youchao-Shi, and Ziyi-Shi to run back.
"Yes, big brother."
Fortunately, the hunting team had just set off today and had walked more than ten kilometers. Therefore, with the physique of the Primordial Human Tribe, nothing else happened. It would only take a few minutes to run back.
"Who are you?"
Before Jun Qianshang could run back to the tribe, he found himself under a huge tree covered in red leaves. The huge tree was deeply rooted. If it wasn't for the fact that he was already used to seeing it and was numb to it, he was afraid that this tree would scare a large number of people to death on Earth. Suddenly, he felt a heat on his forehead, and an illusory figure appeared in front of him. Jun Qianshang's expression changed drastically, and his eyes shrank. Shock flashed in his eyes, and he asked carefully,"
"Me," The illusory figure withdrew his gaze and pondered for a moment with a solemn expression. Then, he said,"Young man, you can call me Shi Hao, or you can call me Huang.”
Shi Hao?
Huang?
Huang Tiandi?
Jun Qianshang looked at the illusory figure with a strange expression. His heart was in a mess. Then, he raised his head and looked at the sky.
No, this must be the Primordial World. Then how could even the protagonist of the perfect world enter? F * ck, was there a mistake?
"Ahem." After a moment of silence, the corner of Jun Qianshang's mouth twitched. He looked at the figure warily and asked with a conflicted expression,""Excuse me, are you from this world?”
"None of us are." Huang's voice sounded in Jun Qianshang's mind, and he continued,""The laws and Dao of this world are very perfect and powerful. I'll return to your mind, or else my aura will be exposed.”
Before he could finish, Huang's figure turned into a divine rainbow and entered Jun Qianshang's forehead.
" Hey!" He reached out and touched his forehead, leaving behind a shocked Jun Qianshang. He wanted to say something, but he stopped himself. Shi Hao, the Huang Tiandi, is this real? Is he hallucinating?
Then, he carefully looked around and ran back to the tribe with a chaotic mood.
"Um, Senior, what's going on?”Jun Qianshang walked into a simple and crude wall surrounded by some huge trees. Looking at a group of children playing, a smile appeared on his face, but his eyes were extremely solemn.
"Actually, I'm not too sure either.”Huang's voice was full of doubt. It didn't seem like he was answering Jun Qianshang's question. Instead, he was talking to himself and thinking.
Jun Qianshang was speechless. You said you didn't know. Are you trying to fool me?
"I fought against an undying king from another world in my world, turning the entire battlefield into chaos. In the center of the chaos, a black hole with space ripples suddenly appeared.”
"My original body was too busy to care about anything else, so I sent a strand of divine sense into the black hole."
"It's not him, but a divine sense?”Jun Qianshang was stunned for a moment before nodding his head. Huang, who could fight against the Immortal King, was probably the same as the Immortal King in the Perfect World. That world couldn't leave him, and he didn't dare to leave. After all, he had too many things to worry about there.
"Then why are you in my head?" Jun Qianshang narrowed his eyes. He asked the question that he cared about the most.
"Coincidence." Desolate pondered for a while and said.
"Oh." Jun Qianshang frowned and nodded silently. In his previous life, he liked the two novels, Perfect World and Covering the Sky. Therefore, he was very willing to believe Huang's words. It could be said that he loved the crow to build a house. Besides, if Desolate really wanted to lie to him, he could make it more profound. He couldn't understand it anyway.
Therefore, he didn't bother with this question anymore. It was meaningless.
(Note 1: The divine thought that Desolate sent was an accident caused by the time and space when he was fighting with King Chi. Both sides were using the time law. Of course, this accident was forced by the story.）
(Note 2: In the above, Huang told Jun Qianshang that he and the Red King had turned the battlefield into chaos. Everyone could understand that Huang was lying to him.)）
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