Above the gray fog

The meal lasted for nearly three hours, and it was not until the sky gradually turned brighter that Du Yue Lai put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Sorry for bothering you." After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Du Yue Lai muttered again. Under the gazes of Lin Shan and Lao Wang, he walked straight out of the door and disappeared into a stream of light.

Seeing this, Lin Shan and Lao Wang breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Did you find any problems? What did she do?" Lin Shan asked.

"No, there was no movement the whole time." Lao Wang shook his head.

"Weird." Lin Shan commented.

"It's normal for such a perverted person to have a perverted personality." Lao Wang touched his chin, "We don't want to go out during this period. We will stay here for a year and a half."

"Um."

...

Sand table world.

After sending Du Yue Lai away, Lin Shan immediately returned to the sandbox world to continue watching the battle between the evil ants and the pseudo-human race.

Nearly ten hours have passed outside, and eight or nine days have passed in the sandbox world.

At this moment, the evil ants are confronting a group of pseudo-humans armed with crude equipment.

It can be seen that both parties have made great progress in these nine days.

The evil ants have grown much larger, their bodies are covered with a hard shell, and their eyes are more ferocious and bloodthirsty.

It made a low and terrifying hiss at the crowd, as if to announce its malice.

On the other side, the pseudo-humans have also changed a lot. They already know how to use green leaves to make clothes to cover their shame, and they also hold stone or wooden weapons in their hands. Judging from the positions of the group, they have even learned basic cooperation.

Their evolution speed is far beyond Lin Shan's imagination. Unlike normal civilization promotion, which takes thousands of years from the Stone Age to the Bronze Age, it is expected that it will only take a few years for these people to enter a more advanced era.

They cannot be regarded as naturally born beings. Even their own genes are ready-made. Their learning ability and evolutionary speed are not comparable to those of naturally born creatures.

But limited by Lin Shan, they will never be able to contact the supernatural unless Lin Shan can become a god.

There are no bottlenecks or upper limits for naturally born creatures. If given the chance, it is not impossible to become a master.

The evil ants rushed into the crowd and slaughtered lives crazily. Some people were resisting desperately, while others were frightened and fled in all directions. The entire wasteland was filled with roars and horrified shouts.

Lin Shan watched this war from God's perspective.

The pseudo-humans kept falling, and there were corpses everywhere around them. In these nine days, the number of pseudo-humans had dropped to less than 10,000.

But the evil ants became stronger and stronger as they fought.

Lin Shan felt that he should interfere appropriately. If this continues, the evil ants will soon kill all the pseudo-humans. Only an evenly matched battle will allow both parties to make progress together.

On this day, when the evil ants were about to launch an attack, a large tree nearby suddenly spontaneously ignited for no reason. The high temperature of the flames scared away the evil ants.

After some exploration, the pseudo-humans learned to use fire.

Ten days later.

The pseudo-human race has already started to try to build their own place to live. There are countless fruit trees around and they don't have to worry about food. They have repelled several attacks by evil ants, and their own safety has been guaranteed at the most basic level. Next They want to slightly improve their quality of life. Many of their compatriots have become unwell after sleeping in the wild for a long time.

Although they don’t know what illness is, they also know that doing so will affect their ability to move.

Another ten days.

The pseudo-humans have been able to skillfully use flames, lay traps, and create various weapons that are not beautiful in appearance but easy to use.

The battle between the two has become fierce, and the evil ants are often injured, but one thing has not changed. The number of pseudo-humans is getting smaller and smaller, and the evil ants are getting stronger and stronger.

A few days later, there were only five thousand pseudo-humans left. After successive wars, their IQs were getting higher and higher.

Both are learning and progressing, Lin Shan watches silently, looking forward to the final winner.

On this day, several members of the pseudo-human race who were recognized as the strongest gathered together.

They gestured and talked together.

Time passed so quickly that Lin Shan could only vaguely see such a process.

A few hours later, the forest where the pseudo-humans lived suddenly caught fire.

The sound of falling trees and the hissing of evil ants echoed in the air.

Only then did Lin Shan understand.

The pseudo-human race wants to ignite the entire forest to create a flame environment and eliminate the evil ants.

It is natural for evil ants to be afraid of fire. It may be possible to kill them by doing this, but under the raging fire, it is difficult for the pseudo-humans themselves to escape.

Do they want to die together?

This is not the result Lin Shan wants.

The fire burned with a crackling sound, and the evil ants roared deafeningly, with unprecedented pain.

Like a death squad, the pseudo-humans pounced on the evil ant desperately, restricting its movements with their own flesh and blood.

The evil ant wailed and angrily launched a fierce counterattack at the pseudo-humans that rushed over. It used its claws and fangs to tear apart the flesh, and poured the blood of these people on its body in order to cool down.

Lin Shan changed his mind. If this continues, the victor will definitely be the pseudo-human race.

He didn't want the evil ants to die like this. As the Creator, he always favored creatures with good talents.

Lin Shan used his methods to move the evil ants away and brought in an ordinary evil ant as a scapegoat to let the pseudo-human race know that they had won.

The war lasted for thirty days and ended with the victory of the weaker side.

On the other side of the world, the evil ants rely on their regeneration talents to recover from their injuries.

Less than 3,000 pseudo-humans were left celebrating the victory. They gathered together, supported each other, and stared at the corpses of their compatriots on the ground. For the first time, they knew what grief was.

Lin Shan was thinking about how to completely isolate the two continents.

He couldn't let the evil ants recover and fly to the other side to start slaughtering again...

The Creator can be partial, but he can't be heartless.

These little things have proved with their strength that they can survive on this continent.

Lin Shan wanted to use spirituality to create a barrier to isolate, but the sandbox world cannot have extraordinary power. He used the adjustment function of the sandbox to transfer the creatures in the sandbox world or make observations.

The Creator can interfere with the development of the creatures in the sandbox at will. He can kill anyone or save anyone in a moment.

The time block agreed with the members of the Garden of Eden has arrived.

Lin Shan can only adjust the time ratio between the sandbox world and the outside world to 1:1, and then think of a way when he comes back.

Maybe he can ask those people if there is any feasible way. It is always more practical to have someone teach him than to figure it out by himself.

After adjusting the time ratio, Lin Shan thought about entering the Garden of Eden.

His consciousness became vague, and the familiar Eden Square was in front of him.

"Hello, Mr. Scarecrow."

Seeing the scarecrow sweeping the square with a broom, Lin Shan walked up to greet him.

"Who are you?"

"Go away, go away."