Above the gray fog

""A Brief History of Twins", the Fox Clan text version." Wu Wang looked at Zhang Zhonghua, "Where's your copy."

""Seven Mountains and Nine Lands"." Zhang Zhonghua muttered the names in the book, quickly flipped through the pages, and said slowly, "Seven Mountains and Nine Lands... is similar to the strongest race of the human race. The difference is... the twins are not like the human circle. There are thousands of races, and wherever there are living beings gathered within the Twins, they are all ruled by these sixteen forces."

"There are only these sixteen races of the Twins. The civilization where the Three Sacred Mountains are located...is ruled by the El tribe..."

"Why does this El race look exactly like the human race? And their culture is similar to ours..."

"That's not clear. I guess they don't even know it themselves." Jin Tianzong looked at Wu Wang, "What did you record there?"

"Three eras, ancient times, medieval times, and modern times." Wu Wang stared at the catalog.

Wu Wang flipped through it quickly, relying on his photographic memory to turn the page at a glance. After a long while, he put down the book in his hand.

"The ancient times recorded here are somewhat similar to the state before the human circle. There are thousands of races, and the potion system is the only promotion system. All races are struggling in blood and fire, killing each other, and competing for extraordinary resources."

"This state lasted for six to seven hundred thousand years before it was broken. Countless races gradually divided into two major forces. After 200,000 years of evolution, the Twins were unified by the Borer Clan. This is an inhuman race. Although it is powerful, it is But it’s too cruel.”

"When the Borer Zerg united the Twins, they slaughtered all the Plant Fallen tribes in the Twin Twins. It says that when the Plant Fallen tribe in a galaxy drops to a certain level, they will not be resurrected again. If someone or a force dominates this If you enter a galaxy, you can open the second promotion system within the scope allowed by the rules. The second system still uses characteristics and absorption characteristics to complete promotion, but the method is not to directly take magic potions, and the sequence stone tablet has also become a forbidden object. People like to get something for nothing. The treasure highly respected by the evil cultivators. At this time, if you want to find materials through the stone tablets to prepare the magic potion, the only way is to kill your fellow clan members."

Wu Wang saw others looking at him and knew what they wanted to ask. He shrugged, "The book only describes the historical process and does not introduce in detail how to activate the second system. This should be very important information. No. Maybe give it to us."

"What happened next? What happened in recent times?"

"The Bored Zerg tribe never dreamed that the birth of the second promotion system would bring devastating disasters to themselves. Extraordinary resources would escape the control of the Bored Zerg tribe. The Twins would enter a state where a hundred flowers bloom, and all races would have amazing geniuses. Competing for extraordinary resources.”

"The Bore Zerg realized that the situation was somewhat out of their control, so they thought about returning to the single-potion system, so that they could always have extraordinary resources in their hands. However, other civilizations had tasted the benefits, and naturally they did not want to be controlled by the Bore Zerg again. Dictatorship was followed by a civil war that lasted tens of thousands of years, and the end of the civil war also symbolized the end of modern times.”

"The damage caused by the civil war was too great. Only the last sixteen races of the twin races were left. The borer race was the first to be dismembered, and even the scum was beaten. The seven mountains and nine lands now are the victors of modern times, the peaceful ones. Thousands of years later, about 900 years ago, they were invaded by the Fallen Dragon Land, which was the first time in their million-year history that they were invaded by an outside world. "

"However, both sides were fighting tepidly and had no intention of deciding the outcome."

"The situation is not too bad, at least there is more room to display than in the human circle..." Zhang Zhonghua touched his chin and thought.

Everyone else is also thinking about how the human race can develop in a place like this.

Circle of people.

Human race.

High in the sky, Lin Shan, who was wearing a golden robe, sat cross-legged, holding the fox with narrowed eyes in his arms, watching the scene below.

Tens of thousands of disgraced human race people once again devoted themselves to the reconstruction work of their clan. They shuttled among the ruins, searching for useful remnants, and tried their best to build simple shacks, trying to restore a semblance of home.

The first building built was a small shrine made of mud.

Lin Shan's clay sculpture sat among them, becoming the only belief of these tens of thousands of people.

Coming out of the Purple Soul Flower Forest, Lin Shan encountered tens of thousands of people stranded in the barrier. In his opinion, these people should have been saved by the clan artifacts. Because he could not touch the clan artifacts, he asked people to bring the clan artifacts to them. Get it next to the Purple Soul Flower Forest.

Here, the human race will start from scratch.

Everything in the human race, including infrastructure and technology, is gone.

You can't do anything at this stage just relying on the knowledge in your head.

Lin Shan kept picking up some evil corpses from the outside world and put them inside the barrier.

These nearly 100,000 people have eaten spiritual meat for a week, and they have more or less spirituality in their bodies. They are much stronger than ordinary people. If not, they would not be able to survive the current life.

As for spiritual meat, the ground that shields the outside world is covered with carpets. Tens of thousands of people can eat it all in a lifetime, but there is no way to pickle it, and the meat cannot be preserved for long.

The strange thing is that all the characteristics that originally covered the earth disappeared. Lin Shan saw with his own eyes that the characteristics in patches disappeared into the purple light that appeared a long time ago.

After devouring these characteristics, the purple light that filled the human circle also disappeared, and Lin Shan didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

The following days.

Lin Shan quietly watched the human race people below continue to build, day after day.

Suddenly one day, a wail of crying came into Lin Shan's ears.

It's a baby boy.

The child has no father and died in the previous war.

The weak mother came to the shrine with the child in her arms, "Lin Xianfeng, can you give my child a name?"

Lin Shan appeared and supported her. Even if he had spirituality in his body, he could not resist the loss of childbirth. He wrapped his hands with spirituality and held the bloody baby boy.

"Just call him Ping An, and in the future... it will be fine..." Lin Shan looked at the child in a daze. This was the real fire.

"Peace, peace, good, peace and good." The weak mother's eyes flashed with sad tears, and she couldn't help but shed crystal tears. Tears slid down from the corners of her eyes, winding down, leaving wet marks along her soft cheeks.

This was deep sadness, a pain that could not be concealed, and every tear was a cry from the depths of her heart.

Just when she was about to kneel down, Lin Shan had disappeared from the original place.

The fox tribe.

Tushan Ranqi, holding a giant sword, stood on the ruins of Tushan.

Beside him were some direct descendants of the fox tribe.

Although the extraordinary suffered heavy losses in this war, many survived. The most miserable were the ordinary people. The huge fox tribe only had less than 10 million people left. There used to be more fox people in any city.

Under the search of the sea of ​​hatred, as long as there are a large number of living beings, it will be useless to escape to any place. The survival of the remaining people depends entirely on the foundation of the fox tribe itself.

"Organize the reconstruction work... You organize it yourself."