Devil Seeds

Ke Xiaoliang took back the wheel of the sun, and he has absolutely no sense of responsibility for the various chaos that occurred on the mountain of corpses of the Ten Demon Sects today.

As the Demon Master currently served by the Demon Sect, Ke Xiaoliang just wanted to experiment with the Origin Tool he had just obtained, so what bad intentions could he have?

Regarding the usage of the Sun Wheel, of course it is more than that.

Just like Molly's Wheel of the Moon, under Molly's extreme urging, she gave birth to the Snow of the Moon that obscured her vision.

After Ke Xiaoliang's Sun Wheel has been refined to a certain level, it will definitely unlock more functions.

While refining the wheel of the sun, Ke Xiaoliang sank his consciousness into the world of Turin's dream.

After ringing the bell for the first time, Turin's dream continued to sink, and the depth of the dream would no longer be easily shaken.

Similarly, a large amount of logic that did not exist before has also begun to take root in this world.

The absurdity becomes the underlying color, and the rational luster is added to the surface as a cover.

Three hundred years of world reorganization.

After the disaster, the surviving creatures came out of the nest of refuge one after another.

The disaster brought death to this world where the concept of "death" did not exist. Those crazy "closed beta players" were sealed in the depths of history in the name of the creator gods.

When a savage wind blows through the barren forest.

Under the green vines spreading in the valley, a half-elf boy dressed in a simple animal skin woke up from his confusion.

"I... still alive?" The little boy shook his head, the scene in front of him seemed a little vain because of his mental erratic.

After shaking his head vigorously, the little boy finally cheered up: "I'm still alive! And... the half of my shattered cheek doesn't hurt anymore. Is it because the Imperial Army has developed a new cultivation nutrient solution?"

The little boy recalled carefully, and then remembered his identity.

"I survived, Captain Tu Youfang of the Nohan Empire's Third Legion. But I seemed to have escaped from the battlefield and was thrown to a strange planet. I didn't feel the signal of the biological network, the miniature biological intelligence rooted in the cerebral cortex, There was no reaction at all, where am I...?"

"What have I... experienced?"

Tu Youfang shook her head vigorously, then slowly got up.

He felt his memory was fragmented.

It seems that many parts are missing, and there are some very bizarre silhouettes, which cannot be seen clearly but always flash in my mind.

"Al! Al!" With a strange accent, the strange voice came from far and near.

An elf wrapped in clothes woven from leaves jumped quickly on the treetops. When he saw Tu Youfang, who was wearing animal skins, standing still under the vines, he immediately showed anger.

"Ale! I thought you understood the priest's words. You are just a half-elf, and you have the dirty blood of the original people in your body, so you will never be able to wake up the ancient tree and become a tree whisperer with a tree man contract. .” A string of words that Tu Youfang could not understand rang out with strange frequencies and syllables.

Tu Youfang looked blankly at the elf standing on the treetop.

Under the sun, the elf's whole body seemed to be glowing, with a slender figure, delicate face, and slender ears...all of which made it impossible for Tu Youfang to discern what the 'attribute' of this humanoid life in front of him was.

"Are you being silly again?"

"You mixed races... are troublesome. The inherited memories always conflict with each other, and your head doesn't turn around at every turn. I hope you don't suddenly explode your head like your companions. That's really disgusting." The elf said to This Tu Youfang was talking to herself.

Tu Youfang was listening carefully to every syllable uttered by the elf.

According to the knowledge Tu Youfang learned in military school, most of the languages ​​in the universe have fixed rules, and often the common words and sentences are not as many as imagined.

As long as he memorizes it carefully, and then observes the words and expressions, it may not be long before he can understand a small amount of vocabulary.

"It's a pity that the brain doesn't seem to be there anymore. Otherwise, I could use it to analyze this language..." Tu Youfang's thoughts fell, and a familiar buzzing sound sounded in her head.

It was the sound of restarting the brain after it was shut down.

The next moment, a familiar little girl's voice sounded in Tu Youfang's mind.

"Brain Steward, Cohen Ten is officially open, please enter the account name."

Tu Youfang quickly entered her complicated account name, and at the same time applied for permission to verify her military rank.

"The account login was successful, the request for network access failed, the request for permission failed, the request for permission failed...."

"According to Article 11 of the Survival Law, please confirm whether to destroy the brain immediately, or apply for temporary permission."

Tu Youfang immediately chose: "Apply for temporary permission."

"D... Temporary authority has been granted. According to the Law of Survival, if you cannot log in to the Internet again after ten days, all non-routine data in the records will be destroyed. Please quickly search for the Internet and obtain formal authorization. I wish you all the best."

The mechanical sound disappeared, and Tu Youfang let out a long breath.

No matter where he is now, the restart of his brain gave him some confidence.

"Smart brain! Quickly record unknown languages, analyze the rules, and then form teaching materials. Can the experiment directly form information perfusion." Tu Youfang gave instructions to the smart brain.

The elf on the other side was already impatient, standing on the top of the tree and blowing his whistle.

In an instant, the vines around Tu Youfang all started to swim.

In the blink of an eye, a huge ancient tree turned into a huge treant.

The tree man stretched out the palms turned from branches and leaves, and held Tu Youfang in his hands.

"It doesn't matter, I'll take you back first."

"There are too few original people now, and even you mixed-races have become treasures."

"Most of the ruins need the blood of the original people..." The elf was still talking.

And what he said was recorded by Tu Youfang with his brain.

At this moment, Tu Youfang looked at herself carefully, touching her hair, ears and face.

And through the character modeling formed by the intellectual brain, I know my current external image.

"It's different... I've changed?"

"No... I'm wearing it?" Tu Youfang also read online novels before, and she is very familiar with the routines in this kind of novels.

Of course Tu Youfang didn't wear it!

He was a 'closed beta player' who signed a contract with Ke Xiaoliang and later became a member of the Turin Theogony.

Of course, in this world, his identity is one of the creation gods.

Under Ke Xiaoliang's interference, Tu Youfang's follow-up memories about embarking on the road of cultivation and becoming a true immortal have been scattered and sealed, and all he remembers are his memories of when he was a mortal.

As for the intellectual brain that he opened, it is not the real intellectual brain.

Instead, he scatter and shatter the authority, following his reincarnation and becoming concrete.

Under the strong demand of his will, the shattered sliver of authority has turned into a brain, which will help him quickly get used to and familiarize himself with this new and restarted world.