I Started The Industrial Revolution In Another World

"Ho ho ho!"

The two black-bodied creatures, as if wearing a black tights, roared at each other, their black faces and fangs looked at each other, and then growled softly.

The high-spirited and constant changes in this roar seem to have some kind of meaning inside.

A pitch-black creature next to it nodded immediately, then jumped up and down and ran away on the countless mountains-like branches of the world magic tree.

Soon, it scurried into a hole made in a branch.

Only at this time can it be clearly seen that this dark and withered branch that is eight meters thick is the smallest group among the countless branches on the world magic tree.

And these creatures undoubtedly dug holes in the World Demon Tree and lived in them.

Looking down from the sky, the angle of view is getting lower and lower.

It is also becoming more and more clear that there are countless jet-black creatures living on the huge world magic tree. They are like parasites, digging holes in the withered magic tree to live.

"Ho ho ho!"

The lower floor of the World Demon Tree is only seven or eight meters above the surface of the abyss. On a hollowed-out tree platform, several strong, pitch-black creatures with a height of four or five meters hold a simple fishing rod in their hands, and one end hangs into the bottom of the abyss. Among the abyss material below, the other end was held in the hands of the strongest jet-black creature.

After a while, the fishing rod in their hands suddenly moved, and they roared excitedly.

The extremely strong, pitch-black creature whose muscles were about to burst as soon as it exerted force, let out a loud roar: "Get up!"

What it spits out is not a monster-like roar, but the lingua franca of the Loriland continent!

Under its roar, the boom was suddenly picked up by a strange force, turned 180 degrees in the air, and hit the tree platform behind from the surface of the abyss.

And a black muddy creature with black mud flowing all over its body, holding its mouth in pain, was suddenly picked out by the hanging pillar from the ocean-like abyss.

This is a black mud creature with a snake head and a human body. It is not difficult to see that it was also a member of the demon race before.

Perhaps it used to have extremely high wisdom, but now it can only live in pain in the endless abyss of the Black Sea, without reason at all.

It fell directly onto the tree platform.

Like a fish caught on the shore out of the water, the whole body is thrashing here.

"Roar.

Under the roar of that extremely powerful pitch-black creature, other pitch-black creatures couldn't wait to pounce on it, biting the black mud creature's body brutally.

And they are not afraid of the dark abyss matter at all.

It even opened its big mouth full of irregular fangs, and ate those abyss substances together!

The strong, pitch-black creature glanced at his own people, and he stood with his hands behind his back.

There was a humanized arrogance on the pitch-black face with protruding fangs.

Among the thousands of miles of Fang Yuan, among the intelligent ethnic groups born from the Black Sea.

They! Occupying the magic tree, they are the most powerful group!

Only they don't have to fight these irrational and low-level black mud creatures in the Black Sea every day, and he, as the leader of this group, naturally has great arrogance

It gave itself a name, Wuheng.

He is the most intelligent and strongest clan member among the clan.

As the leader, it is naturally well-deserved.

"In the future, I will definitely be able to unify the entire Black Sea and become a... what is it?"

Wu Heng thought ambitiously, but he was at a loss for words.

Because it forgot, how do you say that word?

Is it a baron, or a viscount? Or a king, or a minister?

By the way, which one of these is bigger?

Wu Heng thought about it deeply, but in the end he still couldn't think of it.

It decided to return to its own "bedroom" and continue to learn the knowledge in the heart of the magic ball.

When it was young, it could only communicate like a roar. Although they have wisdom, they are also limited.

And when Wu Heng was young, when he was digging a hole in the trunk, he accidentally opened a place.

Where did it find what it called the heart of the magic ball.

From there, it gained wisdom close to that of human beings, and from there, it learned a language called Loriland Common Language.

0………seeking flowers…………

After a hundred years, it has become very proficient in speaking the language called Loriland Common Language, and it is also constantly learning the knowledge in the heart of the magic ball.

It records countless wonderful knowledge [even learned to use fire.

And in the past hundred years, the knowledge in the magic ball has also been taken out by it to continuously benefit its own group.

Like the fishing rod in its hand.

It is made from the knowledge obtained from the heart of the magic ball.

And it is also regarded as a god by the people in the ethnic group.

Because it says that these are all "invented and created" by itself.

It was respected by countless clansmen very early and became the patriarch.

As it continued to accept the praise of other stupid people, its low IQ made itself start to become arrogant.

A thing called "ambition" keeps growing from its heart!

"One day, I will unify this Black Sea and become... By the way, remember, I will become the emperor! I will build an empire!"

"That's what the knowledge on the magic ball should say."

There was an insolent smile on Wu Heng's ugly fangs protruding from his face.

It feels that no one can surpass its own achievements.

Look, the fishing rod, this kind of great and full of whimsical creations were created by it, it really is the greatest genius!

"Wang Kuang."

At this time, a clansman landed on all fours, galloped from the inside of the tree trunk like an orangutan, and came to Wu Heng.

It said in the extremely unskilled and jerky Roriland common language: "Is it in the sky, here it comes, fish."

Ever since Wuhuan learned the common language of Loriland, he has said in the ethnic group that this is the language he created and a symbol of civilization.

But after teaching these tribesmen for a hundred years, only a few of them barely learned some common language.

But this has already made Wuhuan extremely proud!

Other ethnic groups can't even speak at all, look at its ethnic group! It can even speak!.