Above the gray fog

Two minutes later.

"This is the genetic code of the Silas tribe." The scarecrow appeared at the original place and threw a transparent glass bottle to Lin Shan.

Lin Shan took it.

The texture of the glass bottle was smooth and crystal clear, as if it was carved from pure crystal. The inside of the glass bottle contained a seemingly invisible existence - the genetic code. The code seemed to be composed of tiny light spots, flashing a faint blue-green light, like stars. Each light spot represents a combination of particles.

The genetic code flowed, rotated and flashed quietly, as if telling the story of life. Lin Shan looked at it and was a little dazed.

"Don't look at it. This is the plug-in you want." The scarecrow threw another finger-like object.

"How many points is this?" Lin Shan asked. He was afraid that he couldn't afford this thing now.

"This is my private property. It's lent to you. Return it to me after use." The scarecrow waved his hand, picked up the broom and started to sweep the floor.

Looking at the scarecrow's figure walking farther and farther away, Lin Shan's words of thanks were suppressed in his throat.

"Is this the real God?"

With a helpless chuckle, Lin Shan returned to the real world with the gene code and the extraordinary plug-in.

Sandbox world.

Lin Shan used the source to build a tower in the center of the world.

The area within a radius of 10,000 miles of the tower was changed into the sea, and a barrier was set up for protection.

After thinking about it, Lin Shan moved the thousand evil ants in the corner of the world to the vicinity of the tower and implanted the order to protect the tower.

On the top of the tower, the sandbox plug-in that the scarecrow lent him like a finger was placed here.

There was a strong spirituality emanating from the finger.

Lin Shan once again swayed the source and planted fruit tree seeds throughout the world. Under the acceleration of 10,000 times the time, the seeds germinated and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Take out the glass bottle containing the gene code, and Lin Shan poured life energy into it.

Two human-shaped embryos slowly took shape.

The corresponding genders are one boy and one girl.

Directly purchasing the gene code is to buy embryos. Unlike his own creation, the finished product will save a lot of time.

But he only had the right to use the code, and could not know the true order of the life particles of this race, so there was no possibility of changing the genes.

He knew the particle order of the evil ants and the pseudo-human race he created before. Even if there was no embryo, he could create it out of thin air, and he could also continuously optimize it.

To a certain extent, he really deserved the title of the creator for creating life out of thin air.

With a "bang!", as Lin Shan continued to inject life energy, the glass bottle broke, and the exposed embryo grew larger and larger.

As time passed, the embryo gradually grew until it grew to the size of a seven or eight-year-old child, and Lin Shan stopped forcing it to grow.

Although they looked seven or eight years old, in fact, the IQ of this boy and girl was the same as that of a baby.

"Woo, wow..."

The crying sound came from the mouths of the two children.

Wisdom cannot grow quickly, it can only be cultivated slowly.

Lin Shan froze the time of the sandbox world, returned to the real world, and moved in the three domestic robots in his home.

The robots all use nuclear energy or ion batteries, and they also have the function of high-power solar charging, which has long been free from the limitation of charging.

"Adam, Eve." He casually named the two children.

Lin Shan's eyes traveled through the flow of time ten thousand times faster, watching the new world he created.

At first, Adam and Eve knew nothing about this world. They only knew how to eat, drink, defecate, urinate and sleep.

Three domestic robots were responsible for their lives and education. The robots patiently taught them to speak, use tools and understand the world.

Lin Shan watched them grow up under the guidance of the robots. They began to learn to take care of themselves, to live in harmony with the small animals created by Lin Shan, and to learn to love, share and understand.

Their smiles were innocent and would remind Lin Shan of his own children.

He didn't even know the names of his own children.

But to some extent, Adam and Eve in front of him were also his children. The feeling from the creator to the creation was very complicated and vague.

Unlike the evil ants without wisdom, the race with wisdom would always arouse his desire to protect.

One day in the outside world, twenty-seven years in the sandbox. Adam and Eve grew up in the sandbox world. They began to understand the world more deeply, began to explore the unknown, began to walk out of their small world, and contact creatures and scenes they had never seen before.

Under the teaching of the housekeeping robot, they began to have their own ideas and dreams. They began to understand the meaning of love and feel each other's emotions. There was a bright light in their eyes, which was the expectation for the future and the passion for life.

Finally one day, they decided to reproduce and pass on their spirit.

Lin Shan watched Adam and Eve give birth to a total of seventeen children. They gradually grew old, their children gradually grew up, and their children's children also had children.

Because they were close relatives and the genetic level was extremely close, the birth of the second generation experienced many setbacks.

It was not until the third and fourth generations that things slowly got better.

In two days, a small town had been added to the sandbox world.

A month later, the last housekeeping robot left forever because of the aging of the original parts.

All the descendants of Silas fell into grief. They built statues of three housekeeping robots and called them gods.

Lin Shan has now completed the basic layout. Under the guidance of the housekeeping robot, the Church of Destiny is the only church in the sandbox world.

The population of the sandbox world has grown to millions, hundreds of thousands of people have learned astrology, and nearly 100,000 people have condensed the destiny dice.

There is only one month left, which is 800 years in the sandbox world, but the promotion ceremony still has no progress.

Not only that, there are many bad news.

Lin Shan can hear the prayers of believers every moment, and every whisper is like a spell that makes him headache.

Whenever a believer uses the destiny dice, the power of destiny needs to pass through him, and he is the center to drive the dice.

With more and more believers, Lin Shan is simply too busy. Use dice to find him, ask him for requests, and pray for him when he has nothing to do.

In this process, he feels that he is about to become a tool of believers.

He cannot block this information. If he lets it wash away, perhaps he will really lose himself.

Is this the real cause of death of the first two heirs?

Lin Shan also has some other discoveries.

Every time he satisfies a request, he will get a power similar to the power of faith - the power of will, which is similar to the power of faith but can rival the power of source.

The power of will has two colors, black and white. Lin Shan has not yet figured out the difference between the two colors.

But in the process of handling requests in the past month, Lin Shan vaguely understood what the straw man meant by "there are sentient beings first and then gods".

The gods are essentially catalyzed by ordinary people.

There is no one to confide in people's demands, so there are gods.

Wasn't the first "human flower" incident of the human race catalyzing the gods? Because there is no god to carry it, everyone will become evil demons.

How to solve the problem of consciousness being washed away?

Lin Shan looked at the astrological scepter.

In the old days, there was a method of becoming a god through incense. As long as you enjoy incense, you can become a god, but according to records, most of these gods are tool gods to solve people's demands.

If he also bears the demands of believers, it is only a matter of time before he loses himself.

Unlike those clay gods, he has authority.

If we can let the authority replace him as the center, and he can be the master of the authority, then the problem will be solved?

How can we transfer these whispers to the authority?