Mystery Makes Me Strong

"Hehe, you spend all your time building statues, how can a woman marry you, and how do you raise children? You say that your descendants will build statues, but your descendants will pass on." Wen Rensheng asked rhetorically.

"This..." The hawker was stunned.

The farmer grabbed the peddler, he wanted to leave, but the positioning teleportation skill couldn't be used.

This means that the man in front of him may be a real god.

But so what?

Anyway, the other party will not save them, only the envoys and the world tree are their reliance.

The farmer looked up at Wen Rensheng.

He felt that the other party's words seemed to be implying something.

It seems to be the same as what the envoy said.

The descendants will be separated from generation to generation, and the population will decrease.

The population will not grow endlessly.

His anxious heart calmed down, he knelt down, and asked patiently: "Dear God, can you tell us how to keep our descendants from generation to generation?"

"It's difficult. Even mice, if the concentration is too high and reaches a certain limit, they will conflict with themselves, and finally cause the old mice to occupy for a long time, and the young mice will become less and less, and finally self-death." Wen Rensheng said.

Too dense?

The farmer seemed to think of something, he immediately let go of the hawker, and then used the mind link.

Mind link still works.

He told Yang Weit, the word of the god.

"Is it dense?"

Of course Yang Weit quickly understood the meaning of Wen Rensheng's words.

After all, he has a complete life in the wasteland era.

Then he began to remotely control the world tree.

A set of illusion skills, applied to the mouse.

The rats gnawing on the bark frantically seem to have entered a paradise.

There are countless foods here, but the place is a bit small.

But they were quickly attracted by the food, and then burrowed into the small place.

More and more mice, more and more food.

There seems to be never enough to eat.

Rats that ate too much food began to multiply.

After breeding, they found that there were too many of the same kind, and they occupied too many places.

They start killing each other for their offspring.

Slowly, more and more mice stopped their urge to reproduce.

Because the place is too crowded.

To multiply will lead to conflict.

That simply does not reproduce.

Many mice even transformed into asexual mice.

"What's going on, why didn't you attack?" the big mouse demon roared from behind.

Originally, his swarm of rats was as powerful as a bamboo, and relying on the absolute advantage of numbers, it overwhelmed the defense of the colorful giant tree.

However, the giant tree opened a door, and after the mice entered the door, they began to stagnate inexplicably.

One by one, they are getting old gradually, and they are no longer attacking, let alone multiplying infinitely.

I don't know how long it took, the mice died.

The Big Mouse Demon God saw the end of his failure.

He would be killed like the big goblin who lost all the little goblins.

It would even be like that bull-headed demon god, caught by a big tree and turned into nourishment.

He is not reconciled to failure.

He is not reconciled to his fate, and will end it in this way.

Even if he becomes a devil, he will pass it on as a victor.

A loser has no reputation at all. People always say contemptuously, "That person, it doesn't matter. He failed anyway. It doesn't matter if he remembers or not."

He is not reconciled, evil and fear make him forget his cleverness and wisdom as a human being.

He waved his paws and rushed up himself.

This was his first charge and the last.

Countless vines swept up.

Drag him into the branches of the giant tree, and then he is covered by countless branches and leaves.

A trendy figure in the world, like most trendy figures, has the same fate, no matter how brilliant or frightening he was during his lifetime.

Before death, it was silent and ordinary.

When Wen Rensheng saw this scene, he felt a little sad.

Stronger than Qin Shihuang, with reputation, status, and majesty, he is the head of the emperors of all dynasties. After death, his body must be covered with salted fish to prevent stink. It took a long time before he was able to be buried decently.

What kind of blasphemy is this?

During his lifetime, anyone would tremble in front of him.

And death turned him to the point where even a mere eunuch could insult him with stinky fish.

The same is true of the big mouse. From the beginning to the end, he does not have a name.

This is death.

If he can believe in the god of the future and believe in the future, he will choose to be a kind and diligent cow and horse instead of a mouse that spreads evil, fear and plague.

Pity.

At this time, everyone has noticed the change in the sky.

The Giant Tree has won again.

The farmer just fell to his knees in gratitude: "Thank you, great and wise God, for your wisdom, let us see the hope of victory again."

After all, the wisdom of the Son of God is far behind that of God.

Miko only thought of using the giant skeleton, but Kami saw through the weakness of the mice at a glance.

The giant tree grew stronger, killed the mouse, and absorbed its power.

The hawker is also grateful.

He was almost dragged away to be bled to death.

Yes, why wouldn't he?

These days, bleeding means you're going to die.

He had seen many bloodletting people, but few survived.

He doesn't want to die.

Obviously, the blood of his ancestors had already told him where his life was, so why did he want to die?

Actually he was right.

How big is the giant's skeleton, and even if he drains all his blood, it may not be able to wake up the opponent for a second, and more people are needed.

At this moment, Black Book stopped again.

It starts turning pages.

Turning pages is fast.

This time, however, the giant tree attacked.

A vine pierced through.

The black book is an auxiliary item, a summoning book.

The defense itself is very poor, and the attack power is equal to 0.

Facing the attack of the vines, it began to dodge.

"It hid!" the farmers began to cheer.

"It's scared!"

"It's not invincible!"

"We don't have to be afraid, there is God standing behind us!"

Yang Weite was not too happy.

He knows the details of his opponent very well.

The opponent's back may be stronger.

Unfathomable.

Now it's just showing a flaw.

Thinking of this, he jumped into the world tree amidst the cheers of the farmers.

He became part of the world tree.

"Here, what is the envoy doing?"

"Aren't we going to win?"

"We're jumping in too."

Farmers one after another jumped in without hesitation.

They are the purest and highest quality very few people in this world.

Among a group of selfish, greedy, stupid and short-sighted people, what Yang Weite is looking for is a selfless, fair, simple and sacrificial person.

After Yang Witt volunteered to sacrifice himself, the farmers followed suit.

Their purpose is not to keep those greedy and selfish people alive, but to keep their offspring alive.

Just by the way, being taken advantage of by those greedy and selfish people.

The colorful giant tree is getting stronger and stronger.

More and more vines.

Getting smarter.

Finally, they wrapped the black book smoothly.

Then dragged into the depths of the giant tree.

After the fight, no one saw it.

Because the colorful giant tree disappeared from the sky.

As for where it grew, no one has found out.

It looks like the seal was successful.

But Wen Rensheng knew that Yang Weite was too hasty.

He forgot one important thing.

Great Emperor Lancelot.

One of the symbols of this world.