My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Udulla took a deep breath, she had completed her improved species.

After all, the entire snail civilization has compiled and deciphered the snail's gene sequence code to a very high level. It can eliminate useless genes and fuse the most perfect and effective fragments together.

Although it is also a snail, it is another form of snail.

This new species has a stronger advantage in terms of parasitism.

"It's just that the species of snail given this time is a bit special!" She had never seen other snails, but this time the snail had a black hard shell and was obviously of the same family.

"I don't know this trip, that world..."

She pondered, sitting on the throne of the high tower with a beautiful figure, her eyes were chaotic, filled with various mysterious auras, overlooking the royal city below,

"How exciting is the outside world? It's really exciting."

...

Fu Qingjun went to the noodle shop downstairs.

He looked at all the new decoration and layout, very relieved.

He promised everyone in Miao Chuntang that when the first batch of funds are in place, he will build a collective staff canteen to solve the problem of eating.

After all, eating is the most important thing for every warrior. The appetite is extremely large, and the nourishment and nutrition must keep up in order to quickly raise the realm. It is not a lie to be poor in culture and rich in martial arts.

"Little Trumpet, you will be working as a shop assistant in this noodle shop downstairs from now on." Fu Qingjun said, "Anyway, you stay in this noodle shop downstairs all day long, and you don't have much to do."

Little Trumpet scratched his head, "It seems to be right, but..."

"Don't worry, I'll give you a salary increase." Fu Qingjun said seriously.

The little trumpet suddenly became happy.

Her happiness is so simple and unpretentious.

Fu Qingjun ignored her, came to the back kitchen, and said directly: "Are you ready? Is the remodeled kitchen ready?"

"It's already done." Li Mo was very serious and responsible.

Although I don't know why Brother Fu set up two kitchens, but there must be his deep meaning, so he followed suit.

"The second kitchen has hired a mysterious chef, and the whole process is kept secret."

Fu Qingjun said: "Our people are in charge during the day, and he is in charge at night. Both sides have their own independent kitchens. He comes from our ancient land of the Miao family. It is said that he is a Miao witch. He will come here late at night. Open the meal and cook some special medicinal dishes, which are very beneficial to warriors."

"Miao Wu?" Li Mo asked in surprise.

Miao Chuntang is naturally from Miaodi.

In the mysterious Miaodi, are there ancient legends, Gu masters, witch doctors, cursing... All kinds of ancient evil legends are extremely prevalent in the Miao Village.

"We Miao Chuntang, can we even invite such a big man?" Little Trumpet excitedly asked.

"Are the ingredients I want to prepare ready?" Fu Qingjun said.

"Okay." Li Mo said: "Tofu sticks, peanuts, stinky bamboo shoots... a series of things are ready, but this stinky bamboo shoot is a little hard to find, but I found it. After all, in our land, pickled bamboo shoots in rural areas There are really too many dishes, and basically everyone here knows a few hands.”

"One is probably enough."

Fu Qingjun didn't care, after all, he believed that the ingredients were rich enough to make up for the lack of formula.

"What about the other side?"

Fu Qingjun looked at the watch shop in the distance.

"It's okay, many foreigners come here just because of the reputation." Li Mo said with a smile: "Right now, Qin Hong is leading her friend and a respected professor of history to visit and chat in the watch shop."

Many people know that Qin Hong's family was not poor before the problems occurred, and he was studying...and met some people, or noble people.

A few years ago, her brother-in-law died, and Xiaoyoufu's family gradually declined. Her older sister took care of the house alone.

But recently he was also injured and paralyzed, so he was completely desperate.

"As for the professor of history..." Fu Qingjun seemed to think of the Nasika he met before. He was also very interested in clocks and watches at that time, maybe she was here.

Fu Qingjun didn't care, and returned to the second floor, telling everyone not to disturb him.

Back to the room and locked it, dragged out the mummified corpse from under the bed.

He felt very strange.

It's been so long, but it's just dry, and it's special if it doesn't smell.

"However, it's time to deal with it." Fu Qingjun had never thought of a suitable method before.

After all, a dead man can't plug in an antenna to control it.

Unless it's a brain-dead living dead with a beating heart.

Otherwise, the heart stops beating, the blood coagulates, the muscles soften...the whole body is directly paralyzed, and it is impossible for you to control it.

"I'm in this world, although I'm sorry, but this is the best way... a parasitic beast." Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, his expression calmed down.

He dragged the body to the kitchen.

Since I didn't have to cook by myself, the place is full of bottles and jars, and various experimental equipment.

"It's started, wizard experiment." Fu Qingjun put on a black cloak and covered his face. His whole figure looked like a mysterious ancient wizard performing an evil ritual.

...

...

In the endless darkness, Udulla's eyes opened coldly.

"According to the owner's prompt and the newcomer's words, we will reincarnate and appear among similar species. In other words, I will be born in a world with snails, on a snail."

After all, Qin Hong did not lie to him.

Qin Hong at that time was indeed born on the body of the closest duck-headed person, and gradually became deformed, and a duck-headed angel appeared.

clatter——

"coming!"

Udulla opened his eyes, and the eyes were gradually brightened.

She found a huge round wooden basin around, many black shell snails of the same kind wriggling, constantly crawling.

"It seems that I was born in the same family as the snail." She looked around.

On a high place, an ancient and mysterious figure was holding bottles and jars on the table, conducting experiments, and the object of the experiment was actually the creature in her wooden basin.

"Huge human?"

"Sure enough, according to the ancient emperor's description, we are insect monsters, the civilization at the bottom of the food chain..."

The opponent's arrangement is very similar to those witches who study in the tower.

The other party's aura and spiritual power are also similar to those of a witch, I'm afraid it is a witch.

Moreover, the other party was speaking a world language that she couldn't understand at all, and she didn't understand these languages ​​until many days later,

Fu Qingjun said: "According to the ancient records, this experiment should have a chance to be successful. It can revive the wizard's special bug, snail man, that was recorded on the stone tablet before the great flood in ancient history."

"I don't know if it exists, but it was once a flash in the pan in the historical description, and the brilliant prehistoric wizard civilization..."

The figure whispered, shaking the liquid in the transparent glass bottle, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "That ancient demon experiment, the legend of the snail girl."

Crash.

The mysterious figure sat in the ceremony muttering, praying continuously.

"What is this doing?" Udulla secretly surprised: "Worshiping the ancient times seems to be related to the ancient times? Could it be that we snails worshiping the ancient times? I have come to the future?"

Just reincarnated into this world, to spend a lifetime, such outrageous things happened!

The ancestor king of the witch system of his own generation was suddenly treated as a test product? ?

However, before she had time to think about it, her fused soul was injected into the snail, and the genetic sequence of the soul began to rapidly affect the genetic sequence of the body.

The body of the whole person began to mutate rapidly.

A white and tender snail appeared.

"The cultivation experiment was indeed a success!"

With Udulla's blank face, the figure looked at the breeding snail that his wizard was experimenting with, and grabbed her, "I finally cultivated it!"

"Then in this way, I have finally reproduced the mysterious Gu worms before the flood through the efforts of generations of ancestors." He said excitedly: "The next step is to breed and resurrect this corpse! "

She was brought in front of the mummy lying on the ground.

Although Udulla did not understand the other party's language, she already knew the other party's intentions before she was taken to the corpse.

"How can it be!"

"He actually knew that my parasitic beast species is the latest improved version that can resurrect parasitic corpses!"

This is a species that just appeared...

How could the other party know?

She kept gathering her thoughts.

As soon as I arrived, I appeared in a mysterious man's laboratory, and was being used as an experimental material...

"Wait!" Udulla's pupils shrank suddenly, "No! No! Look at him worshiping, as if inheriting the ancestors. Could it be that it is really a civilization after history?"

"We are in the prehistoric snail witch civilization, and it is recorded in ancient books, and it is only now being re-tested?"

That makes sense.

"I traveled through time and came to the descendants of the snails, the descendants of the snails. It just happened to re-mutate this species with this lucky wizard?"

This causal relationship simply overturned her imagination.

However, she remembered another unintentional sentence from the mysterious newcomer.

Qin Hong said: "History is always very mysterious. I once traveled through the distant prehistoric times and saw species suspected to be my ancestors, who looked similar to me."

The other party was shocked at the time.

And now, I am also as surprised as the other party.

Sure enough, history is very mysterious.

Now I'm afraid it's completely reversed. I, the first ancestor of the snail, have traveled to the descendants of the distant history?

She thought wildly, feeling that the situation was extremely complicated, and history hid too many mysteries.

"After completing the experiment of resuscitating the dead with a part, then continue to cultivate the remaining snail girl, and pick up the boiled snail powder to replenish energy." Fu Qingjun pointed to the cauldron in the distance.

Udulla looked at the cauldron, vaguely understood the other party's plan, and was stunned.

? ? ? ?

Wait, I am your ancestor!

But the sorcerer ignored her at all, and looked at the corpse again, and said in admiration: "Manipulating the dead, this is the method of prehistoric mythical witches."

Another place, in the ruins of the earth.

Shrouded in endless fog, the deserted Iron City is extremely strange.

Udura on the throne opened his eyes violently, sensing the dull hair on the top of his head, and connected to another mysterious world, "In a distant time and space—"

boom!

A huge spiritual force came from the roofs of the residential buildings in the entire extraordinary world.

"King?" Countless people looked sideways.

The entire tower seemed to be swept by a huge vast spiritual will, like a miracle.

In all the gorgeous towers, the witches were shaken violently.

In an instant, as if in a trance, he saw the ancestor of the witch who ruled the world, the god overlooking the world, and an unprecedented mental shock erupted.

"This is my king??"

All the witches were terrified.