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"What is this thing under my feet?"

...

Han Qin seemed to hear her father talking beside her.

After realizing that the history of the race could be used as an information medium, she returned to the Han Ye tribe without stopping.

"Is the weapon ready?"

"It's ready. All that's left is for you, the leader, to start it yourself." The tribesman said to her.

"Okay."

Han Qin responded and walked to the weapon.

"Have you confirmed that all the rules have been added?" She confirmed again.

"Confirmed, I have checked it once."

Han Qin was still a little worried. This weapon was left by her father. Before her father left, this weapon was only half made. At that time, her father made this weapon by himself, so it took a long time. Now that the whole tribe has worked together, the speed is much faster, but the weapons made in this way are prone to problems.

In order to dispel her worries, Han Qin personally checked it several times.

To her surprise, this rushed weapon actually had no problems.

"Everyone has worked hard..."

"Chief, everyone has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time."

"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Han Qin asked blankly.

"The opportunity to work together... The former chief has always been lonely. We wanted to help him, but he refused. He said that he could not drag down the entire tribe. These responsibilities should be borne by himself. So, we can only watch and can't help..."

Hearing the explanation of his companions, Han Qin felt sad.

My father always does this, putting all the burdens on himself.

He must have felt that this was a road of no return, so he didn't drag any of the tribesmen, but in fact, everyone saw his efforts.

"When the former chief was making this weapon, we were all watching secretly, so everyone is familiar with this weapon. Although it is troublesome to make it well, everyone can brainstorm and work together to complete it quickly."

Hearing this, Han Qin also understood why this weapon could be completed so quickly without any problems.

Looking at everyone gathered in a circle, Han Qin felt warm in his heart.

"Father is never alone, and neither am I."

The darkness did not fall apart, and everyone was still there.

"Start it, chief, and let everyone see it."

"Okay." Han Qin suppressed her excitement and agreed.

She walked to the weapon and gently placed her hand on it.

It was furry, just like the fur on their bodies.

Han Qin gently stroked the weapon, and the fur slowly shrank and turned into a pool of liquid darkness. The darkness spun in Han Qin's hand for a while, and then jumped into the air.

Bang!

It trembled like a heart, and the shock wave blew the hair of all the tribesmen present, and then spread to the distance, spreading to the edge of the darkness.

The shock echoed in the eternal night, and every consciousness and thing connected to the darkness felt the invisible shaking.

The rules in the darkness were connected to the shock wave at the same time, and the Jingye tribe in the distance stretched out their blood vessels and listened to the sound from the darkness itself.

Everyone in the Hanye tribe looked at the weapon quietly. They were not surprised. This was the scene they had expected. This weapon involved too many things, so it must have made a lot of noise. This was normal.

With the tremors, the whole Eternal Night shook, and everything in the darkness seemed to be blending.

They were originally one, so it was not difficult to mix them again.

The liquid darkness in the air was forged into a strange shape under the tremors.

It looked like a stick with mysterious patterns wrapped around it.

"That's a spear."

A spear without a spear tip.

The handle is real, and the tip is made up of those illusions.

In the moment the spear solidified, everything in the Eternal Night was frozen, and all the things that once came from the darkness were reconnected.

Countless rules, countless individuals, mountains and land, rivers and swamps, sounds, smells...

Everything was connected in an instant, and the internal information was exchanged in an instant.

Han Qin was still standing on the ground, but her consciousness grasped the handle of the gun in the center of everything.

The moment she grasped the handle of the gun, she seemed to see her father who had left.

"You made this weapon." The father said with relief.

This weapon needs to collect the rules of all areas in the dark night, and mix these rules together in a suitable proportion to make it.

The rules in the front are easy to collect, but the later the rules are, the more difficult they are, and the mixed proportions will become more and more complicated.

"You are better than me." The father praised sincerely.

"It was completed by everyone. I also found companions from other tribes to find those areas that have not been found. Everyone... is willing to help me." Han Qin replied.

"Really?" The father was stunned: "Are you really willing to help you?"

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"Really."

"Have you told them the consequences of making this weapon?"

"Everything was explained clearly, but they helped as much as they could. The guys from the Quiet Night Tribe were good at talking, but they were very active in the work." Thinking back to everyone's help, Han Qin still felt very relieved.

"Have you found the right information medium?" asked the father gently.

"I have." Han Qin answered firmly.

"I knew you could do it... That's right, if you can't find it, you won't activate this weapon. Start, do it according to your heart, and the whole darkness will support you."

"Father, don't you ask me what the information medium I'm looking for is?" Han Qin wanted to tell her father about her thoughts. She was still worried about her choice.

"No, I believe you."

These four simple words answered Han Qin's question and dispelled her worries.

"Just do it."

After saying this, the father disappeared.

But Han Qin knew that her father, like everyone in the darkness, was standing behind her. This weapon used all the rules of the eternal night and could connect the entire darkness together. At this moment, everyone's thoughts were the same, just like when the darkness was still a small dot at the beginning.

"Are you ready?"

"Ready."

Countless voices answered in unison, and Han Qin herself was among these voices.

She asked and answered herself, and her thoughts were united.

The handle of the gun in his hand slowly raised up and stabbed into the night sky.

This weapon that condensed all the rules in the night could not only connect everyone together, but also create a "solution".

"Explain why the eternal night exists."

"Explain why the rules exist."

"Explain why they exist."

All of this was projected back onto the abyss by the spear, creating a history that belonged to the abyss.

When the meaningful and meaningless are all connected together, the abyss must give an "explanation" to distinguish all of this again, otherwise, the whole world will be filled with meaningful things.

And this explanation is the abyss.

The connection in the darkness can only be placed above the abyss, so as not to affect the abyss below.

Considering everything as a "projection" can explain why everything is connected together.

The spear in Han Qin's hand is forcing the abyss to "correct" history.

According to the "result" produced, the abyss must make up a reasonable "cause".

The moment this "solution" is produced, the operation of the abyss becomes reasonable, and Han Qin's goal is achieved...