I'm not surprised by this question.
For so long, I didn't teach Zhurong knowledge in the hope that he would immediately lead the apeman civilization. Entering an advanced civilization.
I did this because I wanted him to help the other ape-men speed up their enlightenment.
8.31 million AD, June 5th, Li Yi.
"It's such a pity that Zhurong was born at the wrong time!”
"There are millions of apeman tribes, and he is the only one who has been enlightened. He is really isolated and helpless.”
"I can imagine that he must have been very depressed at that time.”
Doing scientific research.
It was never something that could be accomplished by one person.
Just like in modern times.
To complete a research project, not only did one need to gather information from many parties, but one also needed a complete team.
And Zhurong at that time.
He could get anything he wanted, and the IQ of the people around him was not on the same level as him.
Therefore, the academicians of the Academy of Sciences felt sorry for him.
It had been raining continuously for several months.
On this day, Nüwa's life came to an end.
This year, she was 49 years old. She was very old. Her youthful appearance had long since changed.
However, even though time had ruined her appearance, there was one thing that had never changed.
Her eyes were still as clear as ever.
Before leaving, she looked at me with her clear eyes.
He recounted the scenes of the past.
I've experienced life and death countless times in the past thousands of years.
I've experienced countless dinosaur mounts dying of old age, and I've also experienced my favorite pets dying one by one, but my state of mind has never wavered.
Now, after Fuxi, Nuwa's current situation has changed my state of mind.
Nüwa didn't know what I was thinking. In the eyes of the apeman, I was always so high and unreachable.
But I know that I didn't.
Nuwa used the last of her strength to tell me about her fantasies about the future.
In her fantasy, the future ape-men would not starve or freeze, and everyone would be happy.
I told her that I would!
Just like that, she left with a smile.
December 1st, 8.31 million AD, Li Yi.
"Nuwa…sigh!"
Even though he knew that this would happen, Old Gu still had mixed feelings in his heart.
"Sob, sob, sob, my Grandmother Nuwa…"
"Birth, old age, sickness, and death are natural cycles. Grandmother Nuwa is no exception.”
"To live to forty-nine years old is already a very long lifespan for ape-men. Patriarch Nuwa can be considered lucky.”
"If I were Patriarch Li Yi, I would take out the Immortal Potion so that Grandmother Nuwa could live forever.”
"That's why I said that you're not because you don't have Patriarch Li Yi's foresight.”
Nuwa's death caused the Chinese netizens to wail in grief.
It was even more shocking than the death of Fuxi.
This was because in the history of China.
Nuwa's status was simply too great and lofty.
Lighthouse Country.
In the lobby of the Rothschild Manor.
When the translator told them the contents of the diary, all the Rothschild people fell silent.
After a while.
A middle-aged Caucasian man couldn't help but step forward.
"Father, you saw it too!"
"The relationship between Nuwa and Li Yi is even deeper than that of Fuxi. However, before Nuwa died, he did not even think of concocting the Immortal Potion.”
"Do you think that even if we can find him, he will be willing to concoct it for us?”
The one who said this was Tuva. Rothschild.
He was Keaton's eldest son.
He was recognized as the next generation's successor and enjoyed high prestige in the clan.
In order to avoid the worst consequences, he finally couldn't help but stand up.
"Yes, Father!"
"Did you see the diary entry just now?”
"That was 10 Nian beasts, he killed 5 of them with a single punch.”
"With such a terrifying ability, no matter how many people we have in Rothschild, they will probably be slaughtered like chickens!”
Seeing that his big brother had stepped forward.
As the second son, Zar. How could Rothschild back down?
His father did not have many years left to live.
However, they still had a lot of time to spend.
In addition, his family's power was monstrous. He had not enjoyed it enough.
How could he do such a suicidal thing?
"Shut up!"
"Do you think we are still that primitive society?”
"Now, we have bomber planes and missiles. What's there to be afraid of?”
Geddon slapped the armrest of his chair and scolded angrily.
"Bomber missiles…"
The Rothschild family was speechless.
These weapons were indeed great killing machines at the moment.
But don't forget.
Even the law of gravity was proposed by him.
Perhaps these weapons were also created by the mastermind behind the scenes?
Wasn't it a joke to use the things that others had made to deal with them?
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