prehistoric calendar

(PS: Third update, although it is already past 12 o'clock. Alas, today, I am writing and revising at home at home. Let's return to the normal time of three updates per day at 12, 3 and 6 o'clock this morning.)

Wu Ming felt that there must be some big conspiracy waiting for him. The simple reason was that he couldn't hear what the xx of the xx battle was. He knew clearly that it was very important information, but he just couldn't get it.

Not only the name of this battle, but also all the important information in this battle, such as the participants, Wu Ming heard definitely, xx, xx, xxx, xxxxx, etc., and some key words of this battle,

For example, why the campaign was launched, the results after launching the campaign, etc. were all replaced by xxxxxxxx...

So Wu Ming is very sure that he has been blocked from the information about this battle. Although the reason is unknown, it is obvious that the information about this battle must be very important to him.

During this period, Wu Ming used various methods to obtain information about this battle, but unfortunately he was unable to do so. Even the authority of the Human Emperor was unable to do so. It was like a normal conversation that he could not understand.

Therefore, in desperation, Wu Ming could only give up the idea of ​​continuing to know the information about this battle, and instead seriously considered the requests of the two saints.

They hope to lead their respective ethnic groups to join the human race. To put it simply, they hope that Wu Ming can recognize that their ethnic groups are human subspecies.

"...Is this possible?" Wu Ming asked, somewhat stunned.

Both saints were very sure, and the Mud Clan saint said: "Of course, His Majesty is the Human Emperor and has the authority of the Human Emperor. Although he is only the Human Emperor of one plane now, with the authority of the Human Emperor, His Majesty will achieve great achievements in the future.

There is no limit to it. Your Majesty himself is equivalent to the human queen. When your majesty becomes the only human emperor in the multiverse in the future, your words will be the constitution of heaven. As long as you decide, our two races can become human subspecies, even in the human race.

The bloodline of both groups will contain the bloodline factors of our two groups, and even in the human society at the edge of the multiverse, there is a certain possibility that the bloodline of our two groups will be born."

Wu Ming suddenly felt that this world was really wonderful. He covered his head and said: "Wait, wait a minute, let me figure it out... you are a pigeon family, do you lay eggs?"

The saint of the pigeon clan nodded affirmatively and said: "Yes, our clan is indeed egg-laying, but the birth is not a pigeon, but a human form life with feathers. As we age, the feathers on the body will gradually decrease, but

The facial features and limbs will gradually take on the characteristics of birds, and our tribe has always considered itself a subspecies of human beings."

Wu Ming nodded and looked at the Mud Tribe. The Mud Tribe's saint's face looked a little ugly. He said: "My tribe... reproduces by division. Well, in human terms, it is a fully abnormal life form. When it was born,

, is a ball of soil. In mineral-rich places, the young children of our clan will grow faster. In addition to minerals, element-rich places, various energy-rich places, and even various corpse-rich places can all help us.

When the young sons of our clan grow, they only have different enriched things, and the characteristics and strengths they grow out are also different. When enough energy or matter or resentment or minerals are absorbed, the young sons of our clan will undergo their first full metamorphosis.

From mud to an element-like life form, it will take on countless forms depending on its strength, growth range, and what it absorbs... But our race is also a human subspecies, so our main form must be

It's in human form, your Majesty, please rest assured."

(I believed your evil deeds!)

Although Wu Ming knew that in the prehistoric era, humans were a race worse than garbage, and no race among all races would look at humans. However, in the era of human history, humans have become the dominant race in the multiverse, and are the only race.

The protagonist race, all the races in the prehistoric era are about to be exterminated by humans. Under this situation, it is impossible for all the races in the prehistoric era to remain indifferent and treat humans as they did in the prehistoric times. But is this too exaggerated? It is obviously impossible to hit them with eight poles.

They went together, but they insisted on saying that they were a human subspecies...

Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

And...it's damn true!

Next, Wu Ming learned an interesting inference from the two saints, or something they knew in the past, which is why almost most races in the entire multiverse, including all races in the prehistoric era, will exhibit

What about human form?

In fact, this has always been Wu Ming's doubt. Whether they are elves or other races, such as goblins, dwarfs, or even dragons, why do they all look like humans?

Logically speaking, before the rise of human beings, they were a race that was worse than garbage to all races, or they were their food. Who the hell would change their appearance into that of food? Isn't this disgusting?

But the fact is that it is said that even advanced alien races such as dragons and phoenixes will use magic or other methods to give themselves human forms. This was almost confirmed by Wu Ming.

From the statements of the two saints, there is an assumption that the person who ended the Hongmeng Calendar and opened up the Prehistoric Calendar was probably in human form, and then later on, the human form was instinctively recognized by the multiverse.

It is the most suitable form for cultivation, becoming stronger and reproducing, so this has become the rhetoric of the two saints. They believe that their race must be a human subspecies, but they have not realized it before.

(I am a person with an intelligence of 1800 points. It is impossible for me to believe your lies!!)

But no matter what, the two saints begged and swore that the overall situation of mankind must be the main priority. As long as their race is integrated into the human subspecies, they will definitely devote their lives to contribute to the cause of mankind.

Wu Ming wanted to tentatively agree several times, but an inexplicable premonition kept him silent. After a long time, he said to the two saints: "I feel your sincerity, but this matter is too important. I need to

Some time to consider the gains and losses. Secondly, it is too early for me to talk about this now, but I can make you a promise. As long as you sincerely assist me and help Zheng Zha and I fulfill our wishes in this turbulent flow of time and space, then I will seriously consider it.

Your proposal is that you cannot give your race complete human sub-race rights. I will also find a way to let some people in your race become aliens with human blood. Although they are not human sub-races, they contain a little bit of human blood. This

May I?"

Wu Ming originally thought that the two saints would be dissatisfied, but who knew that they were overjoyed, and then they knelt down and worshiped, as if they had received great news.

After this was done, Wu Ming didn't want to delay any more, so he took Zheng Zha and the two saints and stepped directly into this potentially dangerous plane. This is a plane world similar to the earth in the 21st century.

, on the surface, it is no different from the real world. It seems that there is no danger. However, after the four people entered this plane, a hidden organization in this plane, an organization called the SCP Foundation, seemed to immediately

After discovering something, they started to take action...

At the same time, when Wu Ming said the words "bloodline and ten thousand races", in a higher plane of nothingness, the lump of earth in the young man's hand suddenly cracked a little bit, about the size of a grain of dust, ten pieces of it.

It was less than one ten thousandth. The young man was completely unaware of it and was still looking for downward nodes in this void plane.

But the being in this lump of earth sighed silently, and sighed again.

It's just that this sound is both sad and joyful, and it's not entirely a negative thought. It's as if... the existence in the dirt is still happy to see this.