My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

The voice fell.

boom!

The commissary in the foggy doomsday was extremely quiet, but at this moment it sounded like a thunderclap on the ground!

Tang Meng, who was physically and mentally exhausted, was startled, as if struck by lightning, and trembled all over. So this is the truth of the end?

"big flood?"

Tang Meng seemed to catch something.

The Mayan doomsday prophecy, the great flood, could it be 2021...

Since the rise of human beings, greed and unlimited desires have destroyed the entire ecology. She has read a report: 75 species are extinct every day in the world. We destroy the environment and are a huge cancer on the entire planet.

However, modern human beings are indeed becoming more and more impure. The society is complex, full of deceit, evil, money first... full of filth.

All things are born to support everyone, and there is no one virtue to repay the sky!

So is there a great flood?

This is in line with the Mayan doomsday prophecy, and even the time is about the same, there is still a Mayan life in front of her, come to tell her the truth...

It's unbelievable!

Her mind started to go haywire.

Liana said: "We can understand your pain and disaster, because we are the same, we are all in the ruins of the end of the great flood, we have lost our glorious civilization, and everything can only be rebuilt."

"Yes, everything can only be rebuilt, but whether it can survive is the biggest problem." Tang Meng sighed and didn't know what to say.

She is also a member who does not pay attention to carbon emissions. As a dead house, she loves to eat snacks and turn on the air conditioner all day. Although she wants to defend her innocence, after the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

Tang Meng confirmed again: "But, you said that it was the great flood that led to the destruction of our humanity?"

"Yes, a big flood, you don't know the truth about the destruction of the world?" Liana asked.

"I don't know. On that day, I fell asleep due to some personal reasons. When I woke up, the world was destroyed." Tang Meng said.

big flood.

She began to chew the word over and over again.

However, she was drunk on Qixi Festival, even if she didn't remember, there should be no big flood, she was sure of this.

Otherwise, he would have been submerged long ago.

Could it be that this great flood is not a physical flood, but a spiritual flood?

With a torrent of spiritual pollution, the souls of all creatures are violently washed away, so there are mutated cockroaches, mutated mice, and even humans...

She seemed to grasp the truth:

The great flood is the white mist.

However, she still felt outrageous.

The great flood predicted by the Mayan doomsday may not be physical.

But putting this aside, say that we are humans from the prehistoric flood? Are we already prehistoric?

It's only been seventeen days, how the hell have we become prehistoric creatures?

too fast.

As a doctoral student, her education is not fake, and her logic is far clearer than ordinary people.

However, she suddenly thought of something, "In the Mayan calendar, according to their customs, the dividing point between prehistoric and present is not necessarily the length of time, but... the division of time nodes!"

According to my previous research, the Mayan calendar likes to use nodes to divide civilization, so it is said that there are five cycles of destruction and rebirth.

I have passed the node, and a new solar period has arrived, so it is prehistoric?

The sixth solar era is about to start...

However, why did the Mayan civilization appear again? Could it be that they came to compete for the protagonist of the sixth era?

She still had this question, but couldn't help but ask, "Why did you show up?"

This question should not have been asked, but she found that the other party's attitude was very good, so she dared to speak up.

"Why did we show up? We've always been here."

Liana didn't understand what it meant, "However, our Mayan civilization has been destroyed now, and we are refugees and survivors."

Tang Meng was not surprised.

The Mayan civilization must have been destroyed long ago, but she is interested in fleeing. After all, as an ordinary person, she seems to have opened the veil of a mysterious and mythical world...

"You just said that the demon world..."

"Yes, Demon Realm." Liana said seriously: "You sealed your residence to prevent being attacked by those evil and infected creatures, right?"

"right."

"The Demon Realm is the most powerful civilization among them. They are the descendants of the fallen angels. After the Great Flood, they had huge ambitions and wanted to invade the entire world. They served those mutated behemoths and hunted us down everywhere."

Tang Meng was thoroughly involved.

After the great flood, the polluted mutated cockroaches, rats and other things had a leader, a fallen angel?

She was a little dazed again.

"The prehistoric giant beast creature, our Mayan civilization, wants to recruit you to become the war beast guarded by our civilization—the golden Beamon!" Liana finally said.

Behemoth of war?

Tang Meng was completely bewildered.

I'm a dead house girl, I can't even beat mutant cockroaches...

At this moment, Tang Meng still asked the biggest doubt: "Why are you so small?"

"This is a very natural thing. We are born with this body type." Liana was puzzled instead, and it was normal for her duck civilization.

"Of course, according to the first empress, we are just a very low-level insect-type branch of civilization, and there are more powerful..." Liana said frankly.

Tang Meng was suddenly excited.

The Mayan civilization is a prehistoric civilization where insects gave birth to wisdom...

Just allow apes to be born with wisdom in just a few million years, and not allow insects to be born with wisdom in billions of years?

She thought wildly and didn't have a specific answer.

"Don't mention this, prehistoric monster, you are seriously injured now, I'm afraid your wound will be completely infected and you will die soon, we have to clean it up for you," said Emperor Liana.

"I know, I'm going to die."

Tang Meng also knew her situation.

I have Yunnan Baiyao and alcohol at home, but after being scratched by those things, pus still oozes after applying it, it is very toxic, and I don’t know how to clean it up...

"Lie down, we witches will treat you. As for the rotten body, face and flesh, we will scrape it off for you and plant our parasitic beast flesh."

Tang Meng was stimulated again, the myth of the ancient Mayan civilization of the angel, the medical technology is completely different from our modern humans, and the strange witchcraft...

"Are you really okay?" Tang Meng was still nervous.

"It's okay, each of our witches has dissected more than a thousand living offspring before they can become trainees." Liana reassured her.

But Tang Meng got goose bumps.

A witch who dissected more than a living descendant of the past, the Mayan civilization, what a terrifying insect civilization exists... It is a natural disaster!

"Relax, relax your mind completely, we witches will work together to paralyze you, and you won't be in pain."

She didn't dare to say anything, so she could only lie obediently on the ground and receive treatment.

Fu Qingjun also looked calm.

For doomsday shelters, the level of medical treatment is extremely important, but many camps lack doctors, medical equipment, and various medicinal materials.

But the level of medical treatment in my own doomsday camp is absolutely undeniable, and it is not a big problem to treat it right now.

"You can rest assured." Seeing this, Fu Qingjun heaved a sigh of relief.

...

Tang Meng was silent for a while. Still couldn't help asking: "Since the Mayan civilization exists and has been born in the doomsday, will our Chinese civilization exist?"

Liana was stunned, and smiled with mixed emotions: "Who knows? There are many huge civilizations in this world. Our generation of empresses said that we are the weakest one. We elevate racial personhood...."

"We are so weak, so we naturally have a strong existence. The history of our Mayan civilization is extremely short, and naturally there are longer myths."

Tang Meng was yearning for it.

Ancient Mayan civilization, still short?

Not too short.

If you even say that you are short, then will a longer and more powerful civilization have our Chinese mythical civilization, be born?