Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
They began to look at the banknote that Professor Naxika had placed on the table. This ti, they examined it closely and indeed it was as such.
Most people who get the banknote would likely study the pyramid on it, as well as the Eye of Hemos, and the fingerprint within that eye...
If they could find it, it could indeed be similar to the "Jiaxia’s human form" reappearing.
"How long have they been using this thod to search for signs of Hemos’s existence?" Jiang Yang asked.
Naxika replied, "At least since human history began, three thousand years ago. It is said, in every era, they search in different forms, etched on church statues and murals, and in architectural patterns. In modern tis, it’s been made into banknotes and spread far and wide..."
"Is it an organization?" Jiang Yang asked.
"It’s supposedly called the Illuminati, the Bright Church, rooted deeply on this Arican continent, it has always existed here."
Professor Naxika said, "Since the legendary last collapse of human civilization, it has secretly controlled humanity, an ancient mysterious organization claiming to hail from the descendants within the sun, hence the na ’illuminated,’ saying gods reside in the sun... Though spoken of very mysteriously, it once fell into decline, but began to re-erge during World War I, and indeed wields considerable power in this new continent."
Jiang Yang found history very mysterious and felt it was worth studying many things.
Amiro, Hemos, Jiaxia... Among them, Hemos should be the most mysterious.
The all-seeing and all-knowing eye, symbolizing the god of knowledge’s power. Knowledge has historically been represented by literati as money and wealth, naturally engraved on banknotes.
"It’s quite interesting indeed." Jiang Yang smiled, and soon, they skipped over thoughts about the three cosmic outer gods to face the pressing topic at hand.
"The fourth realm, everyone has their opinions, but in reality, breaking through is difficult."
Jiang Yang said, "Our land is unlikely to produce ’Divine Deanor’! Because the environnt doesn’t allow it... However, I’ve previously encountered such a person, right here within the local gangs of Du Guan Town, with Fu Qingjun."
"Was it the person we passed by on the street who scattered you using re deanor?" Jiang Yu reacted imdiately. "That must be a god hidden in our era?"
She recalled that at that ti, who else, within the sa realm, could crush big brother through re presence?
Big brother was puzzled then, but he also said, ’on the ground, the strongest creature, innately is not necessarily so.’
At that mont, I didn’t understand, but now thinking back, he was clearly speaking about Divine Deanor.
It completely matches!
There were signs before.
"Not the breakthrough of the fourth realm yet."
Jiang Yang frowned: "That feeling was of a third realm about to break through to the fourth realm, genuinely holding Divine Deanor... Though, not sure how it was ford."
"Let’s go find him then." Professor Naxika couldn’t help but be excited.
In reality...
Does our world harbor gods too?
Everyone felt a vague sense of anticipation.
Suddenly, they felt that the peaceful daily life before was sowhat unreachable, and along with Professor Naxika, they beca engrossed in pursuing the secret mythological history of the past.
"No rush, we’ll go tomorrow, it’s getting late in the evening." Jiang Yang, being a prudent person, said, "We’re already quite fatigued, let’s sleep first... I’ll also quickly organize so of the information and analyze it."
"Tomorrow morning, we can pay a visit." Li Yi also said.
...
...
Fu Qingjun had a scholarly appearance, eating dinner.
He looked relaxed and composed, his actions elegant and noble, yet the bowl in his hand showed no sign of stopping, with eighteen large bowls already stacked before him.
The robust n in the entire cafeteria had stopped eating, watching in astonishnt.
"Big brother, broke the record!"
"All at once, broke it by nearly double!"
"Amazing!"
Dozens of robust n crowded around.
In this world of devilish, muscular Martial Dao, heroism is asured by food consumption.
Fu Qingjun felt a bit embarrassed, also reluctant to eat so much, for being the most frail yet eating the most...
Hmm.
Half-full would be fine.
The main reason for the sudden breakthrough is the imnse demand from the brain; future als won’t be so large since it will suffice to simply maintain daily expenses.
He set down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "I’m full."
The surrounding n withdrew dejectedly, faces full of regret.
Why do they enjoy watching others eat so much?
Surely the gene for watching eating shows resides deep within human blood?
Fu Qingjun felt speechless.
Speaking of which, he had eaten from dusk to night.
"It’s ti to prepare supper." Fu Qingjun was utterly leisurely, feeling that the gradual progress of daily life wasn’t bad, began to manipulate the snail-man incarnation in his house to cook, allowing Yudula to start daily production work.
But the first ti seeing her reproduce so smoothly.
A walking corpse, as if she had lost hope in life, whereas before she was enthusiastically resisting.
"When she doesn’t resist, I feel like there’s no passion," Fu Qingjun scratched his head, observing the other side, he suddenly had a look of realization.
It turned out she was enjoying double the pleasure.
The Master of the Demon Realm was rebuilding the earth, using the snail people’s bloodline of Yudula as the foundation, and reproducing crazily.
However, the important thing is to adapt, getting through this hurdle will be fine.
How can life lack a few twists and turns?
"Life, ah, is like the broth in a pot, only through the trial of fire and heat can it produce a rich fragrance."
Fu Qingjun boiled a large pot, added water, and began to throw in snails to stew soup,
"There are indeed good and bad points. The bad is naturally non-combat types, combat power too weak, parasitic beasts used as auxiliary weapons, snail people were eaten and used to unlock spiritual power...."
"The good is you as the foundation of civilization, the ancestor of the witch god system, it is because of you that there is wizard system civilization... even if defeated, no one would kill you, they would just build civilization on your head."
After the midnight snack, Fu Qingjun observed the situation of a few people led by Li Mo.
After more than a week of taking, constantly adjusting the dosage, he had vaguely grasped the knack.
The side effects were not very obvious.
From the analysis of the bloodline species situation, at least the fertility rate was still there, what was born would not be snail eggs.
It’s just that the skin is moist and soft, the bones graceful, this tender skin is beyond the limits reached by human beauties through maintenance.
"But it feels manageable, at least it’s already at entry level."
Already able to cultivate the witch system, as for the next, it’s a gradual process.
After doing all this, Fu Qingjun felt a bit tired, having just broken through, a double energy supplent needed to be well absorbed, and without thinking too much, went back to sleep.
....
The next morning.
The sky was gray and foggy, surprisingly it was a rare foggy weather.
Fu Qingjun, at the sight of the fog, instinctively thought of that piece of earth ruins, feeling a bit enchanted.
However, it was ti to sort out the gains.
He began to study the structure of the body, mutations.
"Sure enough, as I imagined, my spiritual degree improved, able to see more intricate things! Previously was the fusion of the soul cluster, then was able to fuse DNA sequences within the soul cluster."
Improve by a precision!
He sat on the chair, pondering,
"However, this belongs to precise editing, equivalent to thoroughly stabilizing the life form of the species, structuring stable, almost no longer possessing the possibility of mutation."
If it stabilizes, the scenes where the Ant Queen was mutating, each presenting different prominent features, will no longer occur.
This is already a truly aningfully stable genetic life form!
Fu Qingjun thought about whether to also improve to this precision in the Divine Demon Night Banquet.
But hesitated for a few seconds, thinking it completely unnecessary.
Continue using the soul cluster, just fusion... the instability of genetic structure, is easier to mutate and evolve, possibly producing powerful species.
Once powerful mutated species appear, then have it enable the "gene chain" mode, stabilizing the species structure, forming true race.
As for this phone...
Fu Qingjun lit up the screen, feeling a sense of familiarity, "It’s been a long ti since I touched a phone..."
"But there’s no mobile gas, can’t go online either."
The era without the internet is indeed troubleso.
He suddenly had a bold idea, turning the phone into intelligent life... letting the phone itself beco a production line, producing mobile gas by itself....
Just like them, producing clock assembly lines.
"Am I crazy?"
Fu Qingjun shook his head, wondering if he was silly, but suddenly saw a snail in the corner, a spark of inspiration, "No, no, I might really succeed."
He beca more excited the more he thought about it,
"What I’m going to do next is research manufacturing machinery, even study the clan of intelligent smartphones.... create a powerful chanical civilization race?"
"Hmm... as for structure? Hmm, just snail people, internally transford into chanical structure, supporting the electronic skeleton...."
Fu Qingjun was about to research for a while when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Fu Qingjun opened the door and found that it was Jiang Yang and others visiting at the door,
"Do you have ti?" Jiang Yang asked politely.
No, I’m just about to create a world here.
Fu Qingjun wanted to refuse and continue being a recluse, but seeing the undeniable look of the other party, he couldn’t help but straighten up, seriously clasped his hands, and said, "This gallant of the Jianghu, do you have any business?"
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